C15

I was unable to describe the level of shock and panic I felt at that time. I could only pull the ocean towards the water hole, afraid that Ji Xiang would be persecuted if I was late!

Since Hu Guangzu was once from Zhenyuan company, why was he still alive when everyone was in trouble?

He could call the police and return to the company, but he did not do so. Instead, he returned back to Wild Mountain and pretended to be an honest and straightforward person.

Although Ji Xiang is crazy, but when she saw Hu Guangzu, she still excitedly begged Hu Guangzu not to kill him. At first, we thought it was nonsense, but now, it seems that Ji Xiang must have seen something that caused such a strong reaction.

Why was Hu Guangzu hiding everything?

Ji Xiang is the only person who knows, I can't let anything happen to her. If she dies, then there won't be a second person who knows about the Wild Mountain, so I have to ensure her safety. Thinking about this, the fear in my heart increased even more, and after following Hai Yang hurriedly back to the cave in the water, I saw that there was no one on the boat.

Even though I had already predicted this kind of situation, I still found it a little hard to accept it. Hai Yang was so angry that he leaped into a rage, saying that he would see Hu Guangzu a little more, and he would definitely not be able to bear the consequences.

If I had known earlier, I would have brought Ji Xiang with me instead of letting him succeed!

Hai Yang searched for a while longer before saying, "Besides the big sister, even our luggage and equipment have disappeared. Even the diesel on board the ship has been disposed of by him. He has cut off our escape routes. He wants us all dead in the mountains!"

"Find!" We must immediately find Hu Guangzu and prevent anything bad from happening to him. Only she knows where the old man is! "

We were scouts when the sea was in the army, so we were good at scouting. We went back to the British ship, took a lot of weapons and food, and followed the trail.

Following the sea, I stopped in my tracks. I was puzzled as to what had happened.

Hai Yang shook her head: "Something is not right. From the footprints, I can see that and I are not the same, but Hu Guangzu is chasing after her, so the footprints leading from the front and back have a very big gap."

I anxiously said, "Why do you have to care so much? It's more important to find the person first!"

In the beginning, we could still follow the footprints, but after we entered the forest, there were rotten branches and leaves, potholes and holes everywhere, and all kinds of disgusting worms were crawling about on their feet. The most unacceptable thing was that these dead branches and rotten leaves were all fluffy, and there might be holes if we stepped on them, but it wouldn't be long before they would recover, so after chasing us for a few hundred meters, we were completely disoriented.

Looking back, we have already entered deep into the forest of Wild Mountain. Around us are large trees that cover the sky and cover the earth. The bushes are densely packed and there are no references, as though we have lost ourselves in the forest.

Although Hai Yang is still trying her best to identify the footprints, I already know in my heart that it is impossible to catch up with Hu Guangzu and Ji Xiang. Furthermore, it seems that even the heavens are purposely going against us, as a drizzle has started to fall, the forest started to get foggy, and the fog is getting bigger, causing us to only be able to see a few meters ahead of us. In this kind of environment, not to mention finding people, it is extremely difficult to maintain our visibility!

We took out ropes from our backpacks and tied them around our waists, one behind the other as we advanced through the forest. We did this to prevent ourselves from getting separated, and after walking for a few hundred meters, the sea crashed into a tree trunk. He was so angry that he swore and sat down on the tree and said: "No, f * ck, if we continue walking, don't say we can't find anyone, we're going to lose ourselves!"

I was also very depressed. The fog was so thick that I couldn't even see the road in front of us, let alone find someone. Even if we walked by them, we probably wouldn't know.

I wiped the rain off my face. "Sitting here isn't an option. Let's find a place to shelter ourselves from the rain. Once the mist has dispersed and the rain stops, we'll head back to the valley to take a look."

Hai Yang was about to get up, but she suddenly frowned and stood in place.

Seeing his puzzled expression, I kicked his butt and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Hai Yang turned around and looked at me strangely. "Sanjin, did you hear anything just now?"

I was so confused that I didn't pay any attention to my surroundings. I listened closely to the words of the sea, only hearing the sound of the rain. I couldn't hear anything but ask, "I didn't hear anything. What did you hear?"

Hai Yang's expression wasn't right, but she didn't seem to be sure either. "I can't say. I seemed to have heard it just now, but when I listened carefully it was gone. It was intermittent."

I could see that he was serious and listened carefully, but I could not hear anything and could only urge him to leave. If he stayed any longer, his clothes would be all wet.

Hai Yang doubtfully scratched her head and didn't continue walking forward. After walking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head and said, "That's not right. Listen, it has appeared again!"

Hai Yang's expression was solemn and her face was pale, but I really didn't hear anything. I thought to myself, I shouldn't have, I'm not deaf, so how come I can only hear the sound of the sea but not me?

I whispered to him, "What did you hear?"

Hai Yang revealed a complicated expression. "It's hard to explain. It's like the sound of someone tapping on the keyboard. Damn it, is someone playing with the computer beside us?"

Just as the voice of the sea faded away, the fog suddenly emitted a clear sound of "Drip Drip Drip Drip". This time, not only the sea heard it, even I could clearly hear it.

Hai Yang exclaimed, "That's the voice I just heard!"

I panicked, then said happily, "Could it be the British team? They're nearby with their laptops."

Thinking of this, we immediately became excited, and rushed towards the source of the sound. However, after rushing for about ten meters, we realized that there was nothing in the fog, but the sound of "Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip" resounded in the surroundings. It seemed as though it was coming from afar. Are you lost? "

No one responded to the voice, but the strange thing was that the ticking sounds stopped!

The moment the voice stopped, we lost our target's direction and could only yell where we were, but no one replied. Hai Yang hurriedly covered my mouth and said softly, "Sanjin, something's wrong, his mother's voice seems to have been made on purpose."

I stared. "What do you mean?"

Hai Yang said, "When I was digging for gold in Xinjiang, I heard from the older generation's Gold Digger that there was a demon in the mountains who could make a sound that would attract people to it. When they came near, they would eat them.

I say, you've seen too much of this f * cking chat, right? If there really is such a monster, why did you try to lure us in and just jump out to eat?

Even though I said that, my body was already covered in a layer of white hair. Why would there be the sound of a keyboard tapping in the sparsely populated mountains and forests? This was completely illogical, and even if there was, it couldn't be so loud!

We stood back to back, letting the rain beat down on us, listening intently to every move in the jungle. After listening for a while, we realized that the sound was really strange, intermittent and intermittent.

Hai Yang could not bear such torture. She tensed up as she held her hunting rifle and said, "Damn it, the moment we entered Wild Mountain, he immediately became so scared that he didn't dare to advance. This is not our style, whether it's people or ghosts, I'll catch him today!"

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp sound rang out from the fog right in front of him. Hai Yang shot forward and cried out, "Who is it? Come out if you have the guts! "

He ran so fast that I followed him into the forest. I shouted for him to be careful, but he didn't hear me, so he just kept running. I was worried something might happen, so I held the shotgun I got from the British boat tightly and chased after him for about a hundred meters before slamming into the back of the sea.

He covered my mouth with his hand and pushed me into the grass. I saw that Hai Yang's face was extremely pale at this moment, and the veins on her forehead were bulging, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

I followed his gaze and immediately widened my eyes. In the forest of vines in front of us, there was a huge monster standing there. The strange sound came from that huge monster!

F * ck, that monster was actually an airplane!

This was a fighter plane that had fallen in the forest directly in front of them. Most of the plane's body was covered by vines and branches, revealing only its nose and a small portion of its wings.

The fighters had been dead for at least a few decades. They were rusted beyond recognition, like scrap metal, leaving only an empty shell. There were also English letters and the symbol of the British Air Force, and they were surrounded by burn marks.

However, after a few decades, the traces were no longer obvious. The vines that had sprouted out of the ground had covered the body of the plane. Some of the vines had already burrowed into the aircraft cabin, and that strange sound came from there and there!

Hai Yang whispered, "It seems like it wasn't as though no one had searched for the disappearance of the three armies' Wild Mountain. At least the British had dispatched an air force to search for the Wild Mountain, but I don't know what caused the plane to be destroyed in the mountains."

I frowned. "Could it be that someone hid in the cabin and purposely made noises to attract us?"

Hai Yang shook his head, as his expression suddenly became serious. He swallowed his saliva, and spoke in a hushed tone: "Sanjin, I have something to tell you that you f * * king need not be afraid!"

I glared at him. "If someone who has been dead for more than ten days can knock me out, then what the f * ck would I be afraid of?"

Hai Yang took another deep breath and said, "It was only after seeing the plane that I realized the sound wasn't the sound of a keyboard tapping. Although it looked similar, it was clearly impossible in this deep forest. That sound was the sound of someone typing a code!"

"Telegram? "Knock on the code?"

At first, I was stunned, but soon after, my whole body shivered. I stared in disbelief at the fallen plane and felt a chill down my spine!

A friend who has seen a movie during World War II may understand what a telegraph is. It is a special message that came from the battlefields of wartime. The messengers carried the telegraph on their backs and sent messages from the battlefields to the rear of the battle line.

Later, due to the proliferation of telegrams, many different armies would receive different telegrams, so the code was written, so that even if the enemy received our information, they might not necessarily be able to understand it. In those days, there were too many spies and enemy agents, and telegrams also became their primary means of communication!

But I didn't expect that in such a desolate place like Wild Mountain, there would actually be someone who would send a telegram. This was too freaking weird.

Wait!

With that in mind, I suddenly thought of a fatal point. Who would hide in an airplane and send a telegram?

Modern people?

Impossible. There are computers with cell phones with satellite phones. Who would use telegrams to transmit messages? And do modern people understand telegraph codes?

Were they people from the era of war?

Hai Yang looked at my pale face and nodded. "The pilot might still be alive. He's been hiding in the cockpit all this time!"

I hastily shook my head. "Impossible, it's been so many years, how can a person still be alive? Furthermore, the plane clearly exploded the moment it landed, so the pilot must have definitely died at that time. Even if he didn't die, why did he keep hiding in the mountains and sending the telegram? "What era is it, can it be released?"

Hai Yang shook her head. "I don't mean that. I mean that if he is dead but still sending a telegram, then it might be his ghost who sends the telegram. And what frightens me most is, who is receiving a telegram from a ghost?"