?Chapter 686 Falling into the thief's nest

Wei Changfeng climbed up along these wires and rubber tubes, trying to find out where it came from.--. The wires and rubber tubes penetrated the mountain halfway up the mountain. Zhaxi pulled it hard and couldn't pull it out at all. "Is there anyone living in this mountain?" Wei Changfeng could not imagine the use of these wires and rubber tubes.

At this time, night began to fall, and the temperature in the mountains began to drop. It was obviously a little cold. Wei Changfeng could not continue to search, so he had to curl up under a raised stone on the side of the mountain and prepare to spend this difficult night.

Lying on the stones and looking up at the starry night sky, Wei Changfeng couldn't help but feel a hint of melancholy and suspicion in his heart: "Who are living in the mountains?"

In this way, he gradually fell asleep while thinking hard.

In the hazy state, Wei Changfeng felt someone kicking him. He subconsciously opened his eyes and found that there were three gun-carrying people in front of him at some point, two of whom were white Europeans and Americans, who seemed to be in English and were talking none of them, and the other was Asians.

Judging from the other party's clothing and hairstyle, Wei Changfeng knew that the other party was Japanese.

This is deep in northern Japan, with hostile people everywhere, so after Wei Changfeng lost contact, he immediately took off his military uniform and hid it, and took a few clothes from the rebel army.

In the army, every special forces soldier has received strict training, including what to do after he is separated from the large army in the enemy-occupied area.

However, Wei Changfeng did not expect that there were white people in the deep mountains and forests, which further increased his suspicion. In order to understand the identity of this group of people, Wei Changfeng pretended to be a mountaineering man on the road. He begged with a sad face: "My sheep is lost, please help me find it."

His Japanese language imitates the accent of the Osaka region and is considered a Japanese local dialect, but it is not difficult to perform general jiāo flow with the Japanese.

The three of them glanced at Wei Changfeng, and did not listen to his explanation at all. They raised him up and pushed him to walk halfway up the mountain.

When he arrived halfway up the mountain, the foreigner turned Wei Changfeng's body, fearing that he would find something, so he reached into a small hole in the concave body of the mountain and searched it, as if he was searching for something.

Not long after, a "creak" sound was heard, and the stones on the mountain in front of him began to move. After a while, a big mén was opened on the hillside. When Wei Changfeng turned around, a big mén was already opened in front of him. Before Tashi could understand, the three of them pushed him into the mountain.

Entering the dong, the mén was immediately closed.

The scene inside the mountain shocked Tashi because he seemed to have entered another world, as if he had stepped into a modern city in an instant from a primitive tribe.

No! It should be said to be a modern experimental base!

It seems that this is a modern mountain that has been modified by artificial specialization. At this time, Wei Changfeng realized that the wires and rubber tubes were led out from here.

This mountain is about 5 meters high and 20 meters wide, and can be used for five large buses to drive side by side. The length is estimated to be several hundred meters. The roof is filled with rows of silver lights, ceiling fans, exhaust fans, and offices and workshops are divided into one by one on both sides.

It is more accurate to say it is a laboratory than a workshop, because it is all filled with various test tubes and glassware, as well as white mice specially designed for experiments. There is also a railway track in the middle of the aisle, which seems to be used to transport supplies. There is also a large hydropower device inside the mountain, and there is a large pool under the power generation device.

At this time, the whole mountain was brightly lit, mixed with the slight buzzing sound of machines and the gurgling sound of water. The people inside were all wearing white work clothes, but most of them were white people, and the rest were guards carrying guns. These guards were all wearing yellow jackets of uniform standards, which seemed not regular soldiers, but very much like mercenaries.

The whole scene inside Dong looks like a mysterious factory.

Wei Changfeng was escorted by three people to the end of the mountain, and opened a large iron railing. Here, there were 100 people digging the rocks. The clothes of these people were uniform blue coarse cloth work clothes, and Arabic numerals were marked on the backs of the work clothes. Each person had a number. It can be seen that this was to manage the method they used.

The stones dug out by these people were put into a large iron box and then transported through the rails to a large grinding trough next to grinding. At the same time, a water pipe kept pouring water into the grinding trough. The grinded residue was washed away with the running water, and it seemed that something was about to be extracted from it.

The three of them gave Wei Changfeng a Western devil with a pistol on his waist and a wooden stick in his hand. The foreign devil looked like a captain, and there were several guards carrying guns on his shoulders walking back and forth beside him, supervising the work of these workers.

I didn't expect that in this primeval forest, there was a factory for foreigners. Intuition told Wei Changfeng that these people were definitely not good men and believers.

The guard captain was tall and strong, with a straight face, and looked extremely fierce. He glanced at Wei Changfeng without saying a word. He raised his tui and kicked Zhaxi with an iron pickaxe. The meaning was very clear: Please work quickly!

Under such circumstances, Wei Changfeng had to pick up the iron pickaxe and dig it with the coolies.

"Hey! How did you come in?" Seeing that the guard captain had walked away, a younger worker next to him asked Taxi in a low voice.

"They took the road to herd her sheep and were caught by them."

"Oh? Unlucky. I can't get out after I come in." The young man said regretfully, looking like a Japanese who was a bit too young.

"Where are you?" Wei Changfeng asked back.

"We were deceived." The young man looked very regretful.

"What are you doing? What's the use of digging so many stones?" Wei Changfeng asked in confusion.

"Didn't you see the stone crushing machine over there? We are digging gold ore. We are trying to make gold for Westerners!" The Japanese young man looked helpless.

"Oh! It turned out to be a gold mine. Why did I see a lot of white mice? It looks like a laboratory?" Wei Changfeng asked in confusion.

"I don't know this. Let's just dig stones." The young man seemed to have no knowledge. If he had a little brain, just listening to Wei Changfeng's question, he would know that he was not a mountain citizen who grazed sheep in the mountains.

Do ordinary mountain people know white mice and laboratories?

"Hi! Don't stop!" Seeing Wei Changfeng and the others stopping to speak, the captain of the guard waved wooden stick and shouted loudly at them, cào with a Tokyo accent, speaking Japanese better than Wei Changfeng...

"Why are you mom?" the young man grimaced and cursed angrily, and hurriedly waved the iron pickaxe. Wei Changfeng also swung the iron pickaxe.

Seeing the guard captain walking away, the young man approached Wei Changfeng and took the initiative to introduce himself in a low voice: "My name is Katsuhito Mizutani. What's your name?"

"My name is Bomo Sansheng. Please take care of me in the future." Wei Changfeng told the prepared identity information.

"Well! The people here are very mixed, so be careful in the future." Mizutani reminded him in a tone of his elders, and it was obvious that he was out of kindness.

"Thank you, Mr. Mizutani." Wei Changfeng did not dare to look up. In order to prevent the guards from being discovered, they lowered their heads and talked quietly while working.

From the conversation with Mizutani, I learned that this is a secret drug and gold production base. The head here is an American. His men have 70 or 80 guards under him. These people have weapons. Their task is to monitor the work of these workers. Wei Changfeng couldn't figure out how there would be American factories in the jiāo war zones in Japan and China.

There must be little-known secrets here. Wei Changfeng felt that his intuition was accurate, which further strengthened his plan to lurk.

"It's time to eat!" Before I knew it, it was noon. The cook carried two wooden barrels and started to share the meals with the workers through the iron railings under the supervision of several guards. All the workers consciously lined up in a row, holding enamel bowls in their hands to make meals one by one.

Wei Changfeng, who had been hungry, wanted to have a full meal at this time. But after looking at the food distributed to the bowl, he had no appetite at all.

Potatoes with cabbage and three steamed buns are the lunch for each worker. Mizutani Katsuri was already eating it voraciously. People are iron rice and steel, and they must eat it for physical work. Wei Changfeng knew that if he wanted to preserve his physical strength, he had to eat it.

Besides, no matter how poor the quality of the food is, it is better than what I eat during my outdoor survival training. At least I have the staple food of steamed buns.

Wei Changfeng didn't know that for most Japanese people, the food here was already very bāng. Outside, in order to fill their stomachs, many people have started eating bark and chewing grass roots.

Wei Changfeng picked up the bowl and was about to move his chopsticks when a fierce voice came from the opposite side.

"New, come here." The voice is full of wildness and domineeringness, and it looks even more and more profound in the empty dong.

Looking in the sound, Wei Changfeng saw a fierce man with a long scar on his face.

At first glance, you can tell that the scar on the fierce man's face was cut by a knife, and the scar was from the bottom of the left eye to the right chin. It seemed that the knife was quite difficult. Most people would be afraid when they saw such a long scar. The fierce man sat on the stone opposite and shouted at Wei Changfeng.

The expression on his face was very domineering, as if he was the boss here, and there was a small thin monkey standing next to him in a sharp contrast with him. It seemed that he was his accomplice.

The little skinny monkey waved to Taxi, and said, "Brother is calling you, come here quickly."

He quickly grabbed Wei Changfeng's clothes and reminded: "Don't go over, this kid is very bad and always bullies people."

Wei Changfeng smiled at Tiezhu, patted Shui Gu's hand gently, and said without fear: "It's okay, I'll meet him." Wei Changfeng walked over calmly with the bowl, "What's the matter?"

Scar pointed to his bowl and signaled Wei Changfeng to pour the food for him. Wei Changfeng pretended not to understand what he meant, shook his head and looked at him. Seeing that Wei Changfeng didn't understand, Scar roped to do it himself, raised his hand and poured all Wei Changfeng's food into his bowl with a "wow".

Then he waved his hand and threw the empty bowl on the ground with a "bang", "This is the rule. Newcomers should respect the boss, do you understand? Boy." After saying that, he arrogantly picked up Wei Changfeng's steamed bun and put it in his mouth, and chewed it with peace of mind.

Seeing Scar chewing his steamed bun with relish, Wei Changfeng really wanted to cut off his throat, but then he thought about it after all, he just came here. Others suffered more than he was here. What if he had an extra meal?

Besides, when I first arrived at this place, there was no detailed information about the Qingdong Library. It is best to be patient and never cause any trouble. Wei Changfeng suppressed his anger, and slowly put his clenched fists down, bent down and picked up the bowl on the ground, turned around and left silently.

"Hahaha..." The laughter of scars and thin monkeys came from behind.

No one dared to stand up for justice when it comes to Scar's arrogance. Everyone just looked silently. It seemed that the workers were used to Scar's yin power and dared not speak out.

Mizutani chased after him, "Bomojun, eat mine." He handed over a steamed bun.

"Thank you, Mr. Mizutani, I don't want to eat it, I have no appetite." Wei Changfeng politely declined.

Wei Changfeng came alone to the drainage canal on the side of the mountain. A trickle of spring water flowed in the channel. He picked up a handful of spring water and sprinkled it on his face. The cool spring water calmed his blood. He silently reminded himself to be calm, not impulsive, and be alone, and think twice before he acted.

Looking along the channel, Wei Changfeng found that the spring water flowed out from the pool at the bottom of the hydropower device. The spring water was warm in winter and cool in summer, very clean.

This spring water is not only for people living in the household, but also for gold digging. The remaining sand and domestic waste left over from the gold digging are discharged along the lower entrance of this canal.

Wei Changfeng was amazed at the designer's unique ingenuity. This place is simply a small industrial smelting and mining center with all production and living equipment. Moreover, it can actually take root in northern Japan, and this force is definitely not simple.

Wei Changfeng picked up a handful of spring water and tasted it. It was very sweet! The sweet spring water penetrated into his heart and felt very comfortable. Without food, drinking water could satisfy his hunger. He drank enough to fill his stomach.

After a while, Wei Changfeng and other workers continued to dig again. While digging stones, he observed the surrounding situation. After careful observation, he found that the strong iron railings surrounded the workers here tightly, and there was no way to get out of the excavation area. They could only trap inside and work hard.

And we can't be lazy, the guards' guns and wooden sticks were watching them tightly.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for dinner again, and the food was still the same as at noon, with potatoes stewed with cabbage and three steamed buns. Wei Changfeng, who had been tired for a day, was already hungry at this time. He couldn't wait to grab the steamed buns that had just been assigned to the bowl and bit them.

Suddenly, he felt a cool breeze coming from behind him, and his intuition told him that someone was attacking him. Wei Changfeng turned around instinctively and avoided the attack behind him. However, the rice bowl in his hand was kicked away by the attacking kick, and the food fell all over the ground. A group of people surrounded him, and it turned out that it was Scar who brought a group of people.

"Hi! New here, why have you forgotten the rules and respect the boss?" The thin monkey beside the scar pointed at Wei Changfeng and shouted with a pride. His mouth was half-baked in Japanese, and he could only barely understand what the other party meant.

Five or six men with big waists and round waists gathered around Scar, each of them staring at him fiercely. Judging from the body shape and outfits of these people, they were not like Japanese, but more like Burmese and Thai.

The Scars began to provoke Wei Changfeng: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that it is a Japanese dog, but it is really a bitch."

"Come on! Japanese dogs, don't look at us with this kind of look. Are you dissatisfied? Then let's have a competition!"

"Beat him to death! See if he accepts it, come here!"

Faced with the provocation of Scar and his gang, Wei Changfeng always maintained a tolerant attitude, but when he heard Scar and his gang call him a "Japanese dog", Wei Changfeng's fist clattered, he was a Chinese. If he hadn't been in trouble, he would have been a Japanese hat.

Wei Changfeng was silently calculating in his heart: It seems that tolerance is not the best way. For this group of people, blind tolerance shows his weakness. It seems that today's battle is a big bully!

Anger erupted from both eyes, and the air was filled with the smell of fire.

Scars began to take a pose of fighting in a preparatory manner. Wei Changfeng did not attack first, he just glared at them calmly.

One of them was seen as a flat head and the other rushed to Wei Changfeng. His left hand shook in front of Tashi's eyes, and a hungry tiger in his right hand was heartbroken, and he rushed straight to Wei Changfeng's atrium part. This was a typical common trick of Muay Thai.

However, before his fist hit Wei Changfeng's face, Wei Changfeng's mind had already flashed with countermeasures. He didn't need much consideration to treat this group of people. Years of special forces training have made his skills a habitual offensive and defensive awareness.

This habit seemed to be subconscious. His body seemed very flexible and agile under the command of this consciousness. He just lightly dodged to the right and avoided the attack.

The left tui below tripped, and the hands above aimed at the flat-headed xiongjiao and exerted force. "Um~~" The flat-headed body flew out more than ten meters away as if it was popped out by a spring. With a muffled sound, the tall body curled up on the ground in pain and rolled on the ground.

Seeing that * was knocked down by flat head, Scar waved his hand, and the yelling was no longer in Japanese: "Please all of them!"

The three people came up at once. Wei Changfeng did not retreat, but actively used his special skills to sweep the hall in a row. The two tues were like two flexible whips, flying up and down, left and right, instantly sweeping the three people up to the sky, crying and howling.

Only Scar was left, Shouhou and a bald man. Shouhou was already scared and trembled. In desperation, Scar and the bald man besieged Wei Changfeng together. There was some scenes that had been mixed before, but now it became very quiet. There were only the sound of fighting with fists and feet. The workers held their breath and did not intervene in the fight between these people.

These things are common here.

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