Chapter 549 There are a few 'rats' hidden under the ground
Early May.
As the temperature gradually rises.
This vast wasteland has completely come alive.
Boom~~~ Boom~~~
Over the grassland.
A fighter jet flew across the hill in an ultra-low altitude flight.
Another group of birds preying on insects in the meadow flew up.
"Fuck~~~ The flesh that reached the mouth flew again."
The shade on the hillside.
A truly authentic London accent rang in the grass.
If anyone passes through this mountain.
I guess I will find that there is a grass that seems to be different in color than other places.
The color is slightly fresher.
And it will move.
Yes.
A grass was slowly squirming towards the depression.
It took about a few minutes.
When the grass squirmed to the valley, it stopped again.
In a while.
A small hole suddenly appeared on the ground.
This 'grass' seemed to have been swallowed by the earth and disappeared in an instant.
No.
How could this be the 'grass'?
It is clearly a "special force soldier" wearing a simulated and heat-insulated camouflage.
When this man got into the ground.
He squinted at first to let his eyes adapt to the dark environment.
Then he took the small flashlight and walked along a passage towards the depths.
This passage is surrounded by sleepers.
The rocks around were almost all dark brown.
From time to time, water droplets drip down from top of my head.
All the twists and turns.
He walked about a hundred meters below the ground.
Finally I saw a ray of light.
The "special force" in a disguised uniform stepped on the water stains in the tunnel and walked towards the light.
The source of the light is a 20-watt old-fashioned light bulb.
The light emitted by this light bulb is a little dim and is not as bright as an incandescent lamp.
But in the dark underground world, this lamp is as important as a small sun.
The light bulb illuminates it very narrow.
Almost all I could illuminate this small room.
Yes.
This is a small room.
The walls are supported by sleepers.
The ceiling is covered with rusty iron and canvas.
In the room.
There were already three people lying in the corner.
Deeper in the small room.
There was a roar of a 'buzz' similar to a machine.
Although the sound is not loud.
But it is clearly heard in the tunnel.
I don’t know how long this tunnel and sleeper have existed.
The sleepers had already started to rot, and many places in the tunnels began to collapse.
But men in disguise clothes turn a blind eye to these 'dangers'.
Instead, he went straight into the small room.
After the man came in.
The other three people also sat up.
One of the men in their thirties, with a beard and a Central Asian look, looked at him and asked, "It's not time yet, why are you back?"
The man in a disguised costume said lightly, "The birds are coming out of their mouths, and they don't want to feed mosquitoes, so they are back."
Central Asians didn't say much.
Instead, he asked, "A plane flew by now, is it the Fc-31 falcon eagle?" The man in a disguised costume nodded, "Yes, he stayed for about a few minutes and flew away."
After saying that.
He sighed a little emotion, "It's such an obsessed aircraft, stable, fast in an instant, and perfectly maneuverable. The aerodynamic layout is exactly the same as that of the Raptor."
"Damn Xia people."
"What else do they do besides imitating?"
"The damn Pentagon actually leaked all the artifacts like the F-22 Raptor."
"Now I know you're in a hurry?"
"It's late.".
The man with disguised cloth kept chattering, spraying all kinds of unhealthy words in his mouth.
Regarding his complaints.
Others have long been accustomed to it.
So he finished scolding.
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The Central Asian talent said lightly, "Don't complain, we are also using money to do things. If the Xia people did not create two fifth-generation machines, would the domestic bureaucrats be so generous and would give us money that we would never use in our lives?"
The man in the disguised clothes frowned slightly.
Some people are dissatisfied with the attitude of Central Asians to use money to do things.
Is this a matter of money?
This is a major event that concerns national defense and security.
But he also knows it.
If it weren't for the fact that the higher-ups had given so much money, he wouldn't have stayed in these tunnels like a mouse.
Oh shit.
I'm almost moldy when I squatted.
So if I blame others, wouldn’t I be a bitch and a archery?
The man with disguised cloth took a deep breath.
He said, "How long will it take for that thing to continue to have electricity? So many days have passed, why hasn't it been renewed yet?"
"The laser cannon is easy to use, but it will take several days to charge it once."
"Fortunately, there is a generator and a batch of oil left by the Japs (the word is the American despicable name for the Japanese devils) in this abandoned tunnel. Otherwise, we will have to run away after a shot."
He finished his words.
In the corner.
A man with East Asian appearance, strong limbs, but only about 1.7 meters tall stood up.
He said viciously to the man with disguise cloth, "Baga, do you say it again?"
But the man with disguised cloth was not at all panicked.
Instead, he looked at the Japanese devil with a smile.
Central Asians saw this.
He quickly smoothed out the situation and said, "Okay, okay, let's say less."
But the two people are still like fighting roosters.
They stared at each other fiercely.
It seems like he starts to do something if he doesn't agree.
Central Asians are helpless.
I had to turn my attention to the fourth person.
The fourth person is a mixed-race Asian and European appearance.
Commonly known as - string.
But he looks fierce and silent.
He saw the two of them fighting again.
He stood up without saying a word and said to the two people, "If you want to die, I won't stop you. But if you want to complete the task earlier and get this money that is enough for us to live happily for most of our lives, you will shut up."
"If you want to fight and leave Dongda University, you can do it anytime."
"But if someone dares to make trouble again now, I don't mind solving him now."
Although this "serial" talk is not much, it is obviously very prestigious among these people.
So when he stood up.
The Japanese and the men with disguised cloth also stopped.
No more beeps.
‘Cross’ looked at the Central Asians.
He asked again in a deep voice, "How long will it take to use that thing? The people of Xia are not fools. We have already alarmed them for the first time when we attack. If we do not take the second action, they will sooner or later pull us out of the ground."
Central Asians hurriedly said, "It will take a few hours at most. Laser cannons are too power-consuming, and our power generation device is decades ago. Fortunately, it is well preserved, otherwise, let alone storage, it will not be possible to use it."
‘Skeleton’ waved.
He interrupted his nagging.
Then he had a gloomy face.
He said to several people, "Then let's take action tomorrow, and then defeat the Fc-31 falcon eagle and get the parameters immediately, and then retreat as planned."
"It depends on whether we can be rich all our lives."
(This chapter ends)