Chapter 65 Section thirty-seven

Gradually, a ray of light penetrated the entrance of the cave. The light was very weak, but I could see it very clearly. There was something like a railroad track underneath the artificially dug tunnel.I don't know what kind of train this track is running on. The four tracks are parallel in a tunnel less than one meter wide, extending far away, and the air is filled with the smell of metal rust.The surface of these rails is mixed with flashes and rust, and it seems that they have been abandoned for a long time and have only recently been restored. "Go along." The old man ordered in a low voice, and the few people didn't even dare to breathe.

"This steel rail is a special product of the German Henschel Company. There is an inscription of their company on the rusted edge, which is still faintly visible. This inscription was on the heavy artillery captured by the Kuomintang before." Yang Yang said while walking, his eyesight It seems to stand out even more in the dark. The Henschel Company is well-known in the military circles. The famous German weapons that made the Allied Forces turn pale during World War II, such as the Tiger tank, came from this company.Especially after the war, the design drawings of various future weapons found by the Allied Forces in the company, even today, more than 20 years later, still have many advanced features.The special steel rails of the Henschel Company actually appeared here, which really proved our conjecture that the Japanese did cooperate with the Germans in military projects, and it was in the northeast of our country.But what does a rail mean?Maybe there's something even more astonishing.

"The level of smelting of the Germans is still the highest in the world even today. It is enough to show that this kind of steel rail can still be used after decades of abandonment. Come on, there must be more strange things ahead!" surprise. Strange to say, the steel rails and tunnels seem to have no end forever, just extending, extending... "A friend is here!" Yang Yang said suddenly. Several people were all lying on the ground. "several?" "Two!" Yang Yang said. I don't see anything. "Can you control it?" the old man asked again.

"Beyond the specifications. Their thinking can't be synchronized with mine at all. They only have the breath of life, and their thinking activities can't be grasped!" "Otherwise I'll come, I'll try!" the old man said again. This statement surprised me.I know what they are talking about, I have seen three people who can control the mind of mutants, Mr. Lei, Shopkeeper Sui, and Yang Yang!I didn't expect that this old man could do it too! "No need sir, you are getting old, let me handle it, in fact, I prefer to do some physical labor!" After Yang Yang finished speaking, he ran forward.

The movement is very fast, running like this in this dark tunnel! Soon there were a few muffled bangs ahead, and then a very low whistle. "Successful! Follow up!" the old man ordered. We hurried over, and Yang Yang's style and ruthlessness were not blown out by some people. Two people in white coats were kneeling in front of him, they were paralyzed on the ground, this was not mental suppression, it was manual work, just for a moment, Yang Yang broke the hands and feet of these two people! The faces of these two people were pale, as if they were seriously ill. One was younger and panicked, while the other, older, seemed unyielding.

There are some vague words on the white coat - Ministry of Water Supply. Yang Yang greeted Yan Qing: "Devil, you can ask." Yan Qing smiled like a flower again, squatted in front of the two, and asked the older Japanese in Japanese, but I couldn't understand what they said. However, this elderly Japanese seemed to be tough and had a very bad attitude. At the end, he even opened his mouth and showed two fangs to demonstrate to Yan Qing. Yan Qing was not angry either, and smiled charmingly at Yang Yang: "Yang Yang, he doesn't know anything, can you remind him of something?"

Yang Yang went over and grabbed the Japanese man's hair, and asked Yan Qing, "You really don't know anything?" Yan Qing continued to nod charmingly: "Yeah!" Before I could react, I heard a "pop", and Yang Yang grabbed the devil's head and bumped it against the wall of the tunnel abruptly. The red and white splashed my face instantly, so it's still a head , has long been a piece of bread. The old man smiled beside me, Yan Qing smiled even more charmingly, and then asked the younger Japanese. I didn't expect this Yang Yang to be so cruel. Although they are really enemies, there's no need to be like this, but I'm even more glad that they didn't deal with me.

I whispered to the old man: "Old man, there is no need to do this. They are war criminals and should be tried. Should they be kept alive?" The old man didn't look at me: "This is war, and there should be no womanly kindness, especially for the devils here. I don't blame you if you don't realize it, and you will soon realize it." "This little brother is very cooperative, Yang Yang, he said he came to take out the trash, and the trash is right in front." Yan Qing asked what happened, very happy. "Come on, let's go and have a look!" the old man ordered again.

"Then what should he do?" I pointed at the Japanese young man. "Now that I've said it, it's useless. I fight wars and never keep prisoners!" Yang Yang wanted to fight again. I quickly stopped: "Don't, don't, it's good to have a tongue, it's good to have a tongue." I was still moved with compassion. I felt that it was unacceptable to shoot such a living young man to death in front of me. They can be beasts, but we can't. The old man also said: "Take it first, if they dare to use vocal cord vibration to send messages, I will notice."

"I guess he didn't dare, he was so scared that he peed his pants. Alas, the imperial army is not as good as one generation after another." Yan Qing's sarcastic remarks came very quickly. Ever seen ashes, ever?But have you ever seen ashes piled up as high as a hill?That's not a body, it's ashes. I have seen information about the cremator in the Auschwitz concentration camp. It is a heinous crime. I did not expect that the Nazis not only aided special steel, but also aided the cremator. Its function is definitely not to burn the Japanese imperial army. of. In front of the crematorium in the side hole of the track, looking at the ashes and wreckage as high as a hill, I can no longer speak.

At that moment, I finally understood why the old man would smile at Yang Yang for brutally killing a devil, and why he would pour hot water on a little girl like Meixing. Hatred is not something written in history books with a pen, but The traces passed down from generation to generation carved in the bones with a knife. A sack seemed to be still wriggling beside the mountain of ashes. The old man was a little excited, and his words trembled a little: "Quick!... Hurry up and save him! He's still alive! He's still alive!" Yang Yang and I hurried over, opened the sack, and found a man with a face swollen like a pig's head.