Chapter 72: Nuhai Submarine Sand Bomb

The three of us glanced at each other, and our faces were very unsightly.
After the bricks are poured with iron paste, it is the same as the reinforced concrete now. Even if you are given a big hammer on the flat ground, it will not help. Do n’t say this is the case.
On this, at least there are seven layers of such structures, and they are staggered with each other. It is impossible to cut this place without modern equipment.
I was annoyed. I just blamed myself for not thinking about this layer. The flat roof is much less resistant to compression than the vault. The bricks on it must be reinforced with something. There is nothing to do with this set of things in the Ming tomb. They are all used in the same way. The iron melted to death. With a note and the common knowledge of the three-legged cat, he talked about the paper and sprayed feces. Now he is finally suffering.
The fat man looked at me and asked, "Comrade architect, what should I do now? You have an idea."
"What can I do, let the dead horse be a living horse, copy the guy first," I also wanted to take luck, and said, "After more than two hundred years, I don't believe it is so strong."
The fat man did n’t panic too much because I thought the problem was n’t too serious, so I knocked on the bricks. The hollow bricks were very good to break, but after the bricks were broken, the iron bars solidified by the iron slurry were still there. Just hitting a few stamps on it, he knew something was wrong at first glance and said, "No, this iron sliver has a slap thick up, you wo n’t necessarily be able to wear it when you drive a liberation truck. . "
I also knocked a few times, and my mouth was numb with shock. I knew that this was indeed something that could be done with brute force. I could n’t help but be discouraged.
It seems that we underestimated the ancient construction techniques. . "
The fat man said, "If you don't want to grind, don't the ancients say that, as long as you work hard, the iron pestle will grind into a needle."
"Pull it down, such a thick iron sliver, you wear it to the year of the monkey," said I. "It will be 20 minutes before the tide is gone. When you finish grinding, we will be complete."
The fat man got angry. "So what do you say? Haven't you heard the woman say? This area will soon be a windy season. At least it will last for a week. If we can't get out now, we can only stay here for seven days. He emphasized, "In seven days, our mother was not suffocated and starved to death."
I know the seriousness of the problem and said to them: "Your experience in this area is much richer than mine. If this kind of tomb wall is encountered in peacetime, what method would you use?"
Fat guys and stuffy oil bottles didn't even think about it, they all said, "Explosive!"
The fat man looked at me for a moment and explained, "You do n’t have to be surprised. This kind of wall is stronger than you think. I used to fight like this before. The holes are usually opened on the bottom. Fight hard, only use explosives. "
I heard the sadness in my heart, and I know what he said, but in these hundreds of years old tomb, where can I get explosives? I could n’t help but regret it. I remember that before going into the water, Anin also asked me if I should take it down. I was very bombarded by the cannon in the Lu palace, and I was very resistant to it. I threw it directly. Back in the cabin, if the third uncle was present, he would definitely bring it.
Thinking about it now, the idea at that time was too naive. If there is another time, it must not be such a play.
I see that there is no hope of going out from above, so I have to give up: "It seems that this method will not work, we have to think long."
"His mother's still growing? We haven't been there for only twenty minutes." The fat man said. "I don't think it will work. We still feel back from the same path. Maybe the tomb with our diving equipment has returned. . "
I nodded. Although I don't want to enter the burrow anymore, there is no other way. In this way, facing the monster in the burrow is really a headache.
At this time, the dull oil bottle suddenly said, "Wait! You stay here first, don't move! I thought there might be explosives in one place!"
Didn't wait for us to react, he suddenly loosened the rope and slid off the post.
The fat man looked at me, confused, and I shook my head at him, indicating that I did not understand.
The boring oil bottle has a serious character and can't be joked, but he really can't think of where there will be explosives. He is already stripped off like we are now, and there is only one underwear left, and it is impossible to hide somewhere. I stared at him, and when he saw him flying, he jumped onto the Tiangong stone plate in the middle of the room. Following the light of his flashlight, I saw him crouching in front of a meditating corpse in the center of the stone plate. .
This corpse should be what he said is a sitting body, but I do n’t know what he was looking for there. I thought, suddenly, my heart was awkward, it turned out to be like this!
At this time, the dull oil bottle has carefully lifted the whole dried body. The dried body almost has only the weight of the bone. Without much effort, the fat man asked me, "What the is he doing?"
I said: "I just guessed that there might be an organ in the dry corpse, which was excited by the eight-treasure rotor, and there might be explosives in it. If you disrespect the corpse, if you want to take the treasures in the corpse, you may directly detonate.
The fat man listened, "How could he know such a thing?"
"Twenty years ago, he touched the body, and he probably knew it at that time. You see, he just said" possible ", that is to say, he was also not sure." I said, "I just don't know the explosives of these hundreds of years. , It doesn't work. "
I said, the dull oil bottle had moved the corpse to the bottom of the column and said to us: "Come down and help."
I think it's too troublesome to go down, so let him stay and climb down on his own. The dull oil bottle passed the corpse on my back, tied it with a string, and said, "Don't knock it down, if the organ inside still works, it will be triggered at once."
I saw this sitting gold body up close, but I just felt that the description of the stuffed oil bottle was not as good as this real thing. The body was black and black to shiny. It seemed that it was not a flesh, but a smooth one. The material is carved, and the muscles have been sunken, especially the corners of the mouth. It seems to be a smile. It looks straight out of goose bumps. In a word, this body is not like the monks seen in the temple, but it makes people feel very. Ominous.
I did n’t dare to touch it, and asked him, "Are you sure this corpse is okay? I always think that he seems to have some tricks, look at his expression, how is it-so-"
"Bizarre." The muffled oil bottle followed my words, "I don't understand, this corpse is indeed uncomfortable, but he has dried up and can't be transformed."
I nodded, cold sweat came out, and asked him: "That's good, are you sure that the explosives inside can still be used?"
Said: "As long as the eight-treasure rotor can be used, the explosives will definitely be used. Now I am afraid that this mechanism will be aging."
Carrying a corpse on my body, I was uncomfortable, especially when I saw his nails so long, lying in front of me, ghostly, and my feet were a little soft, I think of the corpse-caster in Xiangxi, just like me Carry the body on the back, but the people are wrapped in three layers and three layers, I am good, I am naked, I am naked, and the meat is meat, the dry feeling is really ridiculous. .
But now there is no way. Fortunately, the light is okay. I can still see clearly. I do n’t think about it. I clenched my teeth. When I was carrying a sack on my body, I started to climb step by step. The oil bottle crawled behind me. Beware that if I slip, my foot will fall.
I climbed for five or six steps, and suddenly felt that the corpse was a bit wrong, because my back was attached to his body, so I felt very clear. The body seemed to suddenly become a little bigger. I stopped to feel it carefully, and I couldn't feel anything special.
I looked back at the dull oil bottle. He was under me. If there was any alienation of the body, he should be able to see it immediately, but he did n’t seem to notice anything. Is it because I am more concerned?
Is no wonder, carrying such a strange body, it is hard not to be attentive.
Thinking that when I heard the fat man urging me on the top, I had to keep on going up because I was too nervous and my feet were shaking a little. I wanted to end this situation early, three steps and two steps, and finally climb to the top.
Fat people can say that there are countless corpses, but after seeing this body, they also showed a very uncomfortable expression. After all, when you hang the body with the rope, there is still two or three punches away. Now it ’s like jumping stickers Like face dance, it must feel uncomfortable.
I dared to say to him: "You fix this to the top of the treasure, and then immediately come down, we detonate below, if the organ inside can still function, there should be no problem."
The fat man looked at Baoding and said, "How about you bluff me? How can I fix it? Do you want Laozi to learn from Dong Cunrui?"
As soon as I looked up, there was nothing to hang on the top of the Baoding. If you want to exert the full force of the explosion, you must keep the whole body close to the Baoding. This is indeed a problem.
I thought about it and said, "It's really impossible, so he tied his head down on this pillar. Hurry up, time is coming."
The fat man took the corpse carefully, swung it, and asked me, "Hey, it's really strange, why does this corpse have a tail?"