Chapter 30 29. Exploring "Deep Mountains"

After much deliberation, I can't think of a reason, and the observation angle on the wing is limited, and I can only see so much when I look up and down. In addition, the light of the flashlight seems to be going out soon, so I had to stop looking and think about it. Countermeasures to go down. At this time, my physical strength gradually recovered, or it can be said that my curiosity about the plane made me forget the thrill and exhaustion just now.Thinking about losing the lighting tool soon, which means death in the underground river, I asked the deputy squad leader to go inside the plane to see if there is anything that can be used for lighting, at least go in and see if it can be illuminated. Without shelter from the wind, it might not be an option to stay outside shirtless.

The deputy monitor's physical strength was much greater than mine, and he was in a trance at this moment, as if he was in a semi-coma. I asked him how he was, and he just nodded but couldn't speak.I just rubbed him to warm him up and let him stay here until his skin turned red and climbed into the cabin by myself. The part between the wing and the nose was submerged, and I waded in, stepping carefully on the sacks and approaching the bomber's nose.I saw the huge 07 number again, and some small characters below, but it was too blurry, and I didn't have time to read it carefully. I went directly to the machine gun compartment and got in through the twisted steel frame.

The inside of the cabin is pitch black. The reason why I say this is because the light of the flashlight in the small enclosed space is different from the outside. Get something. I was wearing shoes, and I could still feel the twisted steel plates under my feet. I first saw a completely rotten machine gunner's seat, the leather seat cover was unrecognizable, and only the rusty chair body remained, with cracked inner walls of the fuselage all around. , a large number of wires that have been glued into a ball of black whirring are hanging on it. In front of the seat, there is a half of an unknown bracket. It may have been used to mount a machine gun in the past, but now only the shelf remains.

I stepped on the machine gunner's seat, and behind it was the interior of the cabin, which was completely flooded and unable to pass through, but the iron ladder up to the cockpit fell down, and I stepped on it carefully and climbed into the cockpit. When the plane crashed, the tail first touched the ground to buffer, which was obviously an emergency landing measure, so the damage to the cockpit was not high. There was only a narrow opening in the cabin corridor. It was broken glass fused with rust.The flashlight circled around and shone on the main driver's seat, leaning on a Japanese Air Force aviation leather helmet.

My chest tightened, and I moved closer, and I saw a shriveled corpse of a pilot stuck on the main driver's seat. The whole corpse had already merged with the rotten seat, with a big mouth that opened especially wide. This corpse is really old, and it is Japanese. That’s right. I took a careful photo with my flashlight, and then I took a deep breath. There seemed to be something extremely unusual about this corpse. Although I don't know what happened that year, but judging from the wreckage of the cockpit, the plane did not catch fire when it crashed, so I was surprised when I saw the body, because he was completely blue and black, and his body was full of blood. All have sunken deep pits, which at first glance look like honeycombs.

At first I thought it was from a machine gun, but when I looked at it myself, I saw that the depressions were wrong. Those were shrinkages caused by decay, that is, the decay of this corpse was very uneven. Some parts of the body were not decayed, and some places It's too rotten. Such a corpse is really uncomfortable to look at, so I tore off a piece of iron sheet to cover the corpse.After returning to the wing again, I carried the deputy squad leader into the cockpit. I collected all the things that seemed to be burnt, such as the leather cap and leather shoes on the corpse, and lit them.Fortunately, I found the hydraulic pipe in the wreckage of the engine room. The oil in it was completely dry, leaving only a layer of black mud. I scraped it out, burned it together with the pipe, and the heat was very high.

The flame was small, but it was already a life-saving straw for us, and the wounds on our bodies stopped bleeding. The two of them gradually calmed down, and their clothes were dry. I didn't even think about what to do next. The current situation is that there is no use for us to do anything but wait for rescue.But we don't know, there is no possibility of rescue. After the clothes were completely dry, we couldn't find anything to burn. Fortunately, the clothes could keep us warm. We picked out the leeches inside and threw them into the charcoal fire to burn them to death. Then we began to take a nap around the charcoal fire.

The scene I saw here was unimaginable. In fact, there were at least a hundred reasons why I couldn't sleep, but I was so tired that I fell asleep immediately after relaxing.At that time, there were many, many questions in my mind, but none of them mattered. My eyes immediately went dark, and I didn’t know how long I slept. The fire was all extinguished, and I woke up inexplicably. This sleep was actually very warm, but when I opened my eyes, I felt something was wrong. I wondered why I woke up suddenly, and my ears hurt.After a second, I suddenly woke up, because I heard a series of loud "buzzing" noises from outside the wreckage of the plane.

I felt inexplicable at first, what was the voice in my heart?After listening for a while, I realized that the stern voice turned out to be an alarm! How could there be an alarm here?I was shocked, what happened?Has power been restored? We had done three-defense training, and the siren sound was so familiar, I immediately climbed out of the opening in the cockpit and reached the top. The surrounding area was still pitch black, only the sound of a ghost-like siren could be heard from a dark distance, echoing on the dark river, the air was suddenly filled with extreme restlessness, and one didn't know what was about to happen.

The deputy squad leader was also woken up by fright. He climbed up and asked what was going on? I listened to the siren, and found that it was getting more and more urgent. Suddenly, an extremely ominous premonition burst out in my heart.