Chapter 57 Section 22

The second high platform is a disc-shaped aircraft.That is the legendary flying saucer.It's a pity that this is probably just a scale model, and there are no specific internal equipment for us to explore.I don't know if the Nazis really made such a thing.I can't see how its power system works, no propellers, no jets, is it really magnetic levitation?I don't know. The third high platform was the strangest. It was a metal hut, and inside it was a huge metal ring with a huge generator connected to it.It seems that the metal floor in there has been scorched.We studied there for a long time, but we didn't see why.It was still the careful big head who found a yellowed file on the console outside the machine, and only then did I roughly guess the function of this thing.

The document was so old that it was somewhat blurred, but the photos inside were generally still visible.There are many data parameters under the photos of the capitals of the Allies during World War II, such as the White House in the United States, the Kremlin in the Soviet Union, and London in the United Kingdom.What are these? I asked the big head: "What do you think of this thing?" The big head looked at the document and said: "It should be something like an aerial map, or aerial coordinates, all of which are parameters. It should be like this. This strange machine may be a space distortion device."

"Space distortion? How is such a thing possible? Modern technology has not yet been definitively determined. Have the Nazis entered the experimental stage?" "We can also do space warping personally. We all know that the distance between two points is the shortest, but things are often not like this. For example, if I draw two points on a piece of white paper, how can I make the two points the closest Is it a straight line?" Datou explained to me. "Of course it's a straight line." This is simple common sense, how could I not know it. The big head shook his head and said: "This is not the case. I folded the paper in half, and the space between the two points changed, so that the two points are intertwined."

"This is ridiculous." I laughed, "Is this comparable? You can twist the paper, but you can also twist the earth?" The big head waved his hands and said: "Of course I can't, and this is only a theoretical basis. Paper airplanes can fly, and jet fighters can also fly. Although the structure differs by thousands of miles, the principle of aerodynamics is basically the same. This so-called space distortion, I I think it’s just such a principle, and we don’t understand the specific operation. I can fold a paper airplane, can I make a jet airplane? But if I can’t make it, it doesn’t mean that others can’t make it. The same is true for space distortion. Just because they don’t understand doesn’t mean the Nazis didn’t understand either.”

"Oh," I thought to myself, "it's ok, big head, you have some knowledge, it's really like this." "What's the situation? Two experts, is there really a space distortion? Did you find the coordinates of Beijing? Let's go home directly!" Da Zhang stood aside and said, this thing also aroused his great curiosity. Looking at the huge machine, the doubts in my heart continued to deepen.Space distortion technology, something that only appears in science fiction, is actually appearing in front of us now.Flying saucers, crawling machines, these are too incredible and yearning.Where on earth did the Nazis get these technologies?Why are these things not in Germany itself, but in the distant African continent?I stood in front of the so-called space warping machine and looked carefully, and there seemed to be nothing special about it.I looked at the compass inadvertently, but found that the compass was shaking so much that I couldn't find north for a long time. The degree of abnormal magnetic field has far exceeded the failure of the compass we encountered on the ground for the first time. .

The big head is still curiously studying the mechanical console outside.He suddenly said to me mysteriously: "Liu Zi, this thing can be powered on, and it seems to work. Let's study it and try it out?" "Wait. I'll do some more research, don't be rash!" I hurriedly stopped him.Not to mention whether this thing is true or not, it is not a good way to rashly open it. I walked around the machine again, carefully observing almost every part.I found that the floor under the machine seemed to be somewhat warm. Could it be that this thing has just been used?Who the hell is using it?Where is the opposite side of this metal ring connected?

With these questions in mind, I went back to the console and said to the big head: "Look at the mechanical digital meter on the console, is this the so-called spatial coordinate? Check to see if there is a connection point of coordinates on this record. It leads somewhere. This thing seems to have been activated not long ago!" The big head quickly checked the ancient document, and when he read the last part, his eyes finally lit up: "Yes, this is the coordinate!" I quickly took it over to check.That was the last part of the document. Unlike the previous ones, the picture in that part was neither the capitals of the Allied countries nor the military bases of the Allied ministries, but a very small oil painting.The painting turned out to be a European-style black old castle. The old castle seemed to be built on top of a snow mountain, and it stood there in the dark like that on a full moon night.And the castle was surrounded by cemeteries filled with crosses, and the atmosphere seemed very strange.

The handwriting below the photo is no longer clear, but some numbers can be barely distinguished, X40875, Y00001.Turning to the last page, there are some yellowed black and white photos.Many Nazi researchers are standing here, and they seem to be preparing to teleport a person.With my back to us, I couldn't see the man's face.Judging solely by his military uniform, his status seems to be very high.And at the end of those old photos and the completely incomprehensible German is the date record, 1945.8.25. I pointed to the oil painting and asked Datou: "What should this be? Have you heard of it?"

The big head shook his head and said: "I don't know. From the knowledge I have, it seems that there is no such place in this world." Da Zhang got excited: "My good fellow, let's turn on this machine, maybe there are fairies over there!" "Go to your fairy. Your fairy lives in this place full of graves?" "If you don't drive, let's hurry up and leave. What are you doing here? The leader is busy in front of you." Kasunda and the others were still curiously playing with other Nazi weapon models.I called him over and asked for his opinion: "Old Ka, do you have an impression of something like this? What does this black castle represent? Do you have any such rumors here?"

Kasongda looked at the oil painting carefully, shaking his head while looking at it: "I really don't have an impression. But this black castle doesn't look like a good place. As for the connection with our local legends, it's not completely absent. In the legends of the tribe, there is a place called—how should I say this in Chinese—probably translated as Night City. According to legend, when evil spirits leave this world, they will arrive at that place. There live A huge devil in the abyss. When an evil soul reaches a certain contract with a huge devil, that soul will be resurrected in the world in a strange manner, and the price of their resurrection is the blood of thousands of people. In the history of our place, there have been There was an evil tribal leader named Kadirel, who was rumored to have reached that place after his death. When he was resurrected, he had turned into a strange monster. He led his men to kill almost one-third of the country Population. He finally angered the gods, and the gods sent messengers to burn him to ashes with sky thunder. That's basically it."

After finishing speaking, Kasunda spread his hands in a self-deprecating manner: "It's just a legend, but a story of a tyrant. How could such a thing happen? Besides, this black castle is obviously in the European medieval style, and it really doesn't match us in Africa. Above. Are the Nazis playing tricks here?" I still don't want to open this thing in my heart, after all, the current situation is very critical.But they couldn't hold back their great curiosity and still decided to give it a try.There is no way, after all, they are all at the same level, and no one can order anyone.But I'm also quite curious. The big head stood by the console, and we took cover separately.All the muzzles were aimed at the metal ring. The big head glanced at us and asked, "Are you ready? I'm going to drive when I'm ready!" There was only a "click", and the big head pressed a switch.At that moment, I felt like my heart was going to jump out. I force myself desperately to calm down, God knows what's on the other side of the door. Ten seconds later, there was still no sound from the door, and the machine didn't seem to be powered on. "Sorry, maybe it's not this switch." The voice of the big head came from the console. "Fuck, big head, don't waste everyone's feelings, okay?" The big head quickly waved to us: "Wait a while, I will study and study." There were a few clicks and clicks, and we quickly hid again-whether this shrewd big head will start this thing. Another dozen seconds passed, and there was still no movement from the portal. "Sorry, that's not right either." "Your grandma has a leg, can you know it?" Dazhang was annoyed, and jumped onto the console in one step.He pulled his big head aside and said, "Okay, Master Chu, let me do it. I thought you were embroidering here." I also hurried over, only to see Da Zhang flicking various switches on the console impatiently. "What's all this for, fuck it. Is there no electricity? His uncle's." When he reluctantly turned on the last switch, the machine still didn't respond.Dazhang finally languished like a discouraged ball, "What the hell, it doesn't work at all, it's wasting our men's time." I also shook my head helplessly: "It's all about fooling people. How could the Nazis create such a thing? Are we a bit too suspicious? Let's go. There can't be any space-distorting technology in this world, let alone It was twenty years ago. His grandma has a leg." We have no choice but to prepare to move on.I think there is still a considerable gap between theory and actual technology, and this thing may be just a model. When Da Zhang was about to leave, he kicked the console very dissatisfied: "If you can't make it, don't put some models here, and waste my time! Oh, fuck, it's still pretty hard!" Maybe this unintentional foot touched some switch, and the machine started. A huge roar filled the entire room, and sparks of electric sparks flickered around the metal ring.All of us quickly hid ourselves. A miracle happened, and a small darkness appeared in the huge metal ring.The darkness gradually spun and expanded, as if a door had really opened out of thin air. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me, and watched everything that happened with my eyes wide open. "Hey hey hey hey hey", chilling laughter came from the door.hell!The other side of the black hole may really be hell!That was my first feeling at the time. A gust of bleak wind blew from the entrance of the cave, and there was a bit of chill in the sweltering underground base just now. The black hole seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, trying to swallow it completely, and I gradually saw the blurred image in the hole. The image was not clear, and even fluctuated.But even so, I took a rough look.It really is the scene in the oil painting!Among the snow-capped mountains on a full moon night, a black castle stands impressively on the highest mountain peak.A path winds its way upwards, and the location of the black hole is the starting point of this path.The snow-capped mountain was covered with densely packed graves like a pockmarked face.The piercing cold wind accompanied by scary laughter continuously came from there. I couldn't believe my eyes, I even told myself that all this was an illusion, an illusion! When the first black hand stretched out from the hole, I had lost the concept of reality and illusion.A man covered in black seemed to be trying to crawl to us from the black hole.The skin and muscles on that guy's body seemed to have decayed long ago, but the skeleton was still moving persistently.The man was still laughing non-stop.The tomb beside him seemed to be moving, and the things in the tomb seemed to be trying to break out of the ground! We were all stunned by the situation in front of us. Sure enough, the connection point whose coordinates are X40875 and Y00001 is not a good place.The gate of hell has been opened, and we who have opened the gate of hell will soon be swallowed by this darkness! "Shoot!" I yelled.Everyone just woke up like a dream, and the guys in their hands spewed out tongues of fire.It's a pity that those things are not afraid of bullets at all, and seem to have no effect at all. Seeing that thing and the many shadows behind him are about to stumble out, and the guns in our hands are not even as good as a fire stick.I thought to myself: "This is fucking bad, what should I do." At that time, I stopped shooting and had already drawn out the long knife in my waist that was used to open the way in the jungle. If it doesn't work, let's fight hand-to-hand!I chopped off your head, so you can't move anymore, right?Today, the brothers seem to have become benevolent here! Kasongda and Dazhang also understood the fact that the gun had no effect, and drew out their long knives one after another, ready to fight desperately. "Brothers, let's chop off the devil's head with a big knife. Even if our men are here today, we have to stand!" Da Zhang jumped out first, "Your uncle, your grandpa Zhang is still here!" I can't believe it!" Fate is always playing tricks on people in this world.Maybe we just didn't deserve to die at that time. At the moment when I prepared for the worst, luck once again favored us.At this time, maybe it was overloaded, or maybe the so-called space warping machine was really old. After a strong electric spark flickered on the console, the humming sound suddenly stopped, and the whole machine began to collapse.Accompanied by a burst of explosions and thick smoke, the entire device collapsed to the floor as if falling apart.And the biting cold wind and suffocating laughter disappeared immediately, and everything was as if nothing had happened.With the explosion of the device, the lights of the entire venue were turned on, and it seemed that the power supply had returned to normal.And the Nazi's mysterious space warping machine was destroyed in our hands. Dazhang was still waving a long knife there: "Where is the person? Where is the person? Don't go, come out and do a few tricks with your Master Zhang!" Only then did we let out a long sigh of relief, and everyone stood on the spot looking at each other. "Did you give up? Can you understand? How can I explain this?" I asked the big head.As for Da Zhang, he definitely wouldn't have any reasonable explanation. The big head shook his head and stood in front of the ruins of the machine and said: "This, space distortion, it should be. However, I have never heard of such a place in this world." "Is it really connected to hell?" I didn't want to open such a thing, not to mention any danger, at least I could have a chance to transport it out and study it.Now, it's all a pile of scrap iron.I blamed Datou a bit: "You guys are not allowed to drive, but you have to fiddle with it. Now it's fine, and the hair is gone. You go back and write this report yourself."