Chapter 135: Underground facility

The rapid sound of high-speed water stopped suddenly.
"What happened?"
"The water storage is exhausted and cannot be returned to the ground, it cannot be replenished."
"Pour in the water we drink ourselves."
The gurgling high-speed water flowed again and stopped again.
"What happened again?"
"Water blasting is exhausted, cutting ability is greatly reduced."
"Can it be recycled?"
"It's difficult under current conditions."
"We still have some explosives from Katerina, can you use them?"
"You can try."
The drilling machine was lifted up, and after the buzzing tweet, several deep holes appeared in the construction tunnel. A small amount of C4 explosive was plugged into the deep hole, the detonating electrode was inserted, and a long wire was led out for more than twenty meters. After the explosion, there was a muffled sound, and everyone returned carefully to the end of the tunnel.
放 "Don't worry, the structure here is very strong, and the tunnel will not collapse. The US government built it in the last century to resist nuclear bomb attacks."
"How far is it from the shelter?"
"About one or two meters."
"Increase the amount of explosives."
The puppet was then blasted again. After several bangs, a lot of rubble blocked the passage.
"Ahhhhhh, it! Come with a shovel, we have to get these broken stones away."
The tunnel is narrow, and the working surface can only accommodate one person at most. Whether it is Minsk or the butcher, even David Lawrence is inconvenient. Only the youngest Zhou Qingfeng can spread his hands and feet, and it can only be his advantage of physical strength and strength.
干 This job lasted for two or three hours. The air in the narrow tunnel was not smooth, and Zhou Qingfeng quickly became sweaty. Minsk had to use a blower to ventilate Zhou Qingfeng with a flexible hose for fire fighting.
"Hahaha ... this is much cooler." For sweaty Zhou Qingfeng, for the convenience of work, only one pants left. The soft hose blew from behind his butt, making everything chilly.
A few big guys were all dirty, covered with wet mud and dust, wearing helmets and wearing a light, their faces were gray. Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's self-deprecation, they all laughed after having a headache.
"Victor, I see your ass. Those guys will definitely like your chrysanthemums."
"Butcher, you die for me!"
"I also think Victor has a good body shape, which is a little worse than mine."
"Dave, I'm more handsome than you."
"Yeah, diao is as big as a donkey, and the girl from our hometown in Ukraine likes this kind of man."
"Minsk, you have learned badly."
"Hahaha ..."
In a hot and humid closed environment, a group of grand masters can only tease each other to relieve stress. And waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to clean up the rubble on the working surface for seven or eight minutes, he stood upright and lifted his feet, and banged on the opposite stone wall.
Under the explosive power of 25 or six times that of ordinary people, the last thin layer of stone wall was immediately kicked to open a hole, and a particularly cool and stale air poured out from the hole.
"Victor, come back quickly," Minsk shouted behind.
Zhou Qingfeng turned around like a rabbit and ran, and God knew what was behind the cave wall, so be careful.
The blower came forward again. After more than ten minutes of ventilation, several big men squeezed together, and several iron pickaxes were pushed several times, and the hole was enlarged enough for one person to pass.
The Qiangguang flashlight shone into the back of the cave wall, and Zhou Qingfeng found that they had opened the wall of a large warehouse. There are piles of wooden boxes in the warehouse, but in terms of the shape of the wooden boxes, I am afraid that no one will visit them for more than half a century.
看 "Look, the canned meat produced in 1963 is the property of the United States Army." David Lawrence shone a bright flashlight on a large wooden box with clearly printed text and barcodes on it.
Zhou Qingfeng came into the silent dark warehouse with a gas mask, and after confirming that there was no danger above, he shouted to his companions, "Come in here, everyone! This is us and no one else."
"There are blankets here, look at the box that says‘ Only for use after being attacked by an enemy ’.

还有 "There are biscuits. Damn it! The age of this biscuit can be my grandpa. It was produced in 1962,‘ Civil defense supplies for emergency use ’.

"There are still distilled water and medicines from 1957. Oh my gosh, can these things still be used?"
"It is theoretically possible, for example, those foods are completely edible. You know that the US military during World War II ate corned beef during the 1865 Civil War, but you don't expect them to be delicious."
A bunch of people walked into this warehouse that had been sealed for at least half a century as if they had walked into the historical Grand View Garden. Until more than ten minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed: "Hey, where is the exit of this warehouse? We are not here to find these antique cans."
"The exit is here." Minsk found an iron gate, and immediately ordered his men to bring various demolition equipment over using a 'walker' machine.
The iron gate is heavy, but it can't withstand the damage of the welding torch. Within half an hour, a large hole appeared in the iron gate. Zhou Qingfeng's group of mermaids came out and continued to search for this underground civil defense facility.
The underground of the police station headquarters was almost hollowed out, and there were a large number of warehouses. In addition to food, we also found many trucks decades ago, old-fashioned diesel generators, and even a well-equipped hospital. Of course, the equipment in the underground hospital is outdated and the medicines have all expired.
"This place is so good, I don't want to leave."
"Look, there is a barracks here, the iron bed is still very sturdy ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Yeah, although the facilities here are very old, but the types are complete. Look at this big water purifier, it It can be pumped directly from deep wells for purification. "
"But we still have to leave, because we can't stay underground all the time."
"Yeah, what a pity!"
A group of people walked around, and finally entered a much smaller underground parking lot.
"Oh ..., we finally found the right place." Zhou Qingfeng broke through the last iron gate and saw a row of modern vehicles parked neatly, feeling as if he had come back from a crossing decades ago.
"This is the Dodge" War Horse "2025 model, oh ..., a model of American muscle car. With 370 horsepower, powerful power, it only takes six seconds to accelerate from 100 kilometers, and it comes with armor and a sturdy crash barrier. Informatization equipment, specially used to deal with the deteriorating law and order form in New York. The only trouble is ... it is all electric driven, where do we go to charge in the future? "
Speaking of vehicles, men are very active, and several people express their opinions around the New York Police's standard police car.
"It doesn't matter, there will always be electricity. There are more than 20 Dodge 'War Horses' here, I think we can drive them all away."
"I think what we have gained is not just ordinary police cars. Look at this ..., MRAP, anti-landmine ambushes, U.S. military retired equipment, weighing 18 tons, sturdy armor, superior power, and a machine gun tower.
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