C73

Under the gas mask was an extremely delicate face. Its eyes were slightly dim, as if it didn't dare to face us. It slightly lowered its head, already giving up struggling.

When Hai Yang, who was at the side, saw her, her mouth was wide open in shock as well. From the start to the end, we had never thought about or even suspected her of being a Japanese person.

Heavens, this person was actually Ji Xiang!

Silence, other than the crashing sounds of the dark river, all of us were silent. We had complicated thoughts in our hearts, how could it be Ji Xiang?

She was the CEO of a Zhen Yuan Group, why would she do such a thing?

We looked at each other, but no one said anything. Hai Shui's face was filled with anger, she walked straight in front of the Japanese man who was shot in the shoulder by the monk, and tore off his gas mask. As expected, Hu Guangzu's dark face was exposed!

Hu Guangzu and Ji Xiang, then who was this Japanese guy who was pretending to be?

All of us walked towards the last person, who was trembling from head to toe, struggling to get up to escape. Zhu Yingqiong used her high kick to press him down on the ground, the monk rudely ripped off his gas mask, causing Duan Hui's face to appear in front of us.

We were all stunned, how did these three get together?

After the monk tied the three of them up with a rope, only then did we walk onto the rubber dinghy. When we realised that the things they were carrying were all boxes of old film tapes, and there was even an old small slide projector, I was extremely excited.

But what about the small bombers?

We looked around, but there was no sign of the bomber. We went back into the concrete building and saw that it was nothing like the one we had seen before.

The reason we said that was because we discovered something different the moment we entered the door. Besides the iron gate outside, the concrete building in front of us also had a three defensive door inside. It was constructed from steel and was extremely thick.

Building such a door underground was extremely time-consuming, but the Japanese did so to show that the room was important, at least for the purpose of preserving hidden documents and information.

We were a little excited inside. Since Duan Hui and the other two have already been tied up, we don't have to worry about them escaping for now, so we simply pushed open the door and walked in. Behind the door, it was a rather long and dark corridor, and the floor were filled with messy footprints, probably left behind by Duan Hui and the rest.

On the wall was a pile of red and green indicator lights and switch lights. On the other side of the wall was a pile of rusted metal tables, which were connected to each other. There were also a lot of sealed documents on them.

Zhu Yingqiong casually flipped through a few pages, then frowned: "From the documents, this should be the command post of the Sakyamuni Army's vanguard, they have constructed the military base at the location of the dam, and then proceeded to enter in batches deep underground, and this is the command room. All the electric cables and instruments use this place as the starting point."

We searched around but didn't find anything important, so we went to the second room. As soon as we went in, we saw that there was a huge metal board hanging on the wall across from us. There were a lot of lines drawn on it.

In the middle was a few long tables that looked like a meeting room. Dense files covered the table, and they were all covered in dust. There were also a lot of sophisticated equipment at the back.

We reached the door of the third room and found another iron door, not quite the same as the other two, as if there were something very important inside. We pushed the door open, and there was a ladder leading down.

Our curiosity was piqued. What in the world was behind this? How could they be so closely guarded?

Hai Yang kicked open the door with a bang, causing a wave of rotten smell to instantly enter the room. The smell was extremely disgusting, we fanned the air in front of our noses, and our flashlight shone into the room, only to see that it was empty and very narrow, around the width of five or six people sitting side by side. There were a lot of marks on the floor, and the things that should be placed there should be those old-fashioned film boxes, which Duan Hui and the rest had brought out earlier.

In the middle of the room, there was an iron table with a lot of cable instruments and a small machine on it. It took me a while to realize that this machine was actually a small film projector!

Damn, this room was actually used to show those film tapes. Hai Yang scolded immediately, saying that the Japanese knows how to live, and didn't forget to entertain after work.

Zhu Yingqiong shook her head and said, "The projector should be used to observe the entire underground exploration. The Japanese are smarter than we thought, during the Second World War, they had many combat photographers just for the sake of recording their glorious moments. This tradition is no different from the Americans."

Hai Yang anxiously said, "Then what are we waiting for? Monk, go check the cables. I will bring the film boxes back. We will also learn from Japanese and not forget to entertain us and see what is happening underground."

I also nodded. "That's right, we will only know about the situation back then after we have seen it. Fourth Uncle must have asked us to look for a film box for the same reason."

When we thought about how we could see what exactly happened to the three armies that year, our hearts grew extremely excited, and hurriedly returned to the outside to carry the film boxes. Duan Hui, who was tied to the ground, suddenly laughed sinisterly: "There are some things that you guys cannot accept, if you see them, you will sink into this abyss your entire life. Chen Sanjin, your Chen Family had nothing to do with this matter in the first place, it was your grandfather who wanted to interfere in this matter.

I already don't dare believe Duan Hui's words, at that time Zhu Yingqiong and I were constantly protecting him and from the looks of his personality, he has always been a weak, cowardly and greedy person. But now that I see him again, his entire temperament has changed, he should be captured by us, so there's no need to pretend anymore.

I could not be bothered with him and gestured towards the sea, which immediately jumped onto the rubber dinghy in excitement. I then looked at Ji Xiang, who still looked dejected and unnatural, I sighed, unable to understand why she would be together with Duan Hui, it's too unbelievable!

Because of the matter regarding the Wild Mountain, from Chen Jun to the Ming Dynasty, we can no longer find any evidence or any other information to investigate, but regarding the matter of the three armies, we really need to know. We cannot wait to find out.

If he knew about the matter of the three armies, it would be equivalent to finding out the secret of the subterranean world. Where the Old Master went would not be a mystery, and it might even involve the matter of Drilling Team Two from 1976!

We didn't care about the three of them, but quickly moved all of the rubber film boxes from the rubber dinghy back to the projection room. With Hai Shui and Zhu Yingqiong researching the cables and projectors, the monk and I stood by the door with guns in case there was a sneak attack, waiting anxiously because we were worried that after so many years, the projectors were already broken!

In fact, the procedure and structure of the old film projector were not complicated. Dozens of years ago, most of the machinery was a simple wheel structure, the ocean should have been touched before in the army, Zhu Yingqiong was clever and nimble, although the two of them were calm, I saw that their foreheads were covered in sweat from anxiety, afraid that the projector would be broken.

It took almost half an hour for the old projector's light to flicker a few times, and then the reel of the film began to turn slowly.

The sea pulled all the tapes out of the box, so densely packed that there were almost a hundred of them, and we didn't know how many of them the Japanese had wasted. We thought they would be messy, and we couldn't tell the beginning from the end, but we didn't expect that each one would have numbers written on it, which should have been arranged by the Japanese.

Zhu Yingqiong took out the tape of number one, her hands trembling on the spinning spindle. The four of us looked each other in the eye, then sat cross-legged on the ground. The narrow projection room instantly became deathly silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!

Ka ka!

As the film turned, images began to appear on the curtain directly in front of them. It was a black and white design without any sound. In that era, silent films were all around the world.

The curtain trembled for a while, and then the blurry black and white scene gradually stabilized. The ocean began to shake, and a moving image appeared on the curtain. It took a full two minutes before a flickering human figure appeared on the curtain!