Wang Yuanchao asked the fat man: "Have you ever heard of the disappearance of tens of thousands of people in Henan in the 1960s?"

"What the hell, ten thousand people are missing?" The fat man's eyes almost popped out of his head: "Brother aiding Korea, Fatty, I don't have much education, please don't scare me, so many people are missing together, why have I never seen it on the news?

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I also looked at Wang Yuanchao with a surprised look on my face.

Wang Yuanchao explained: "This matter has been blocked for a long time, and only those who have served as soldiers know about it. The reason why I know it is because the old squad leader told me. At that time, China and the Soviet Union had a falling out, and the Soviet Union had hundreds of soldiers on the border.

Thousands of people, and showed off their nuclear weapons, trying to make China surrender. But how could young China succumb to the Soviet Union's power? When life and death were at stake, the country could only urgently mobilize troops to dig mountains and build missile bases in several places to fight against the Soviet Union.

Confrontation! I guess the pit in front of me is one of the unfinished missile bases back then."

"It is very difficult to build a missile base! You need to select barren hills that the enemy did not expect, and you also have to hollow out an entire mountain. Our technology at that time was not good enough, so we could only rely on a large number of migrant workers to dig out mountains.

You can't tell anyone about your life, so that's why the so-called disappearance of tens of thousands of people happened..."

"Anyway, for the sake of the country, this sacrifice is worth it." Having said this, Wang Yuanchao sighed quietly.

Although Wang Yuanchao spoke very briefly, Fatty and I still understood what was going on.

"I'll go, no wonder the fat man always feels something is wrong. Why does this poor place look like an underground fortress? It turns out to be a missile base! So now that we have broken into a national forbidden area, will we be arrested when we turn around?" The fat man looked pale.

asked.

I patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry! Look, this engineering room is filled with dust, and you can't see anything in the missile silo. It's obviously an abandoned base."

After saying that, I squatted down and curiously examined the corpses covered with white cloth.

I think something is very strange. According to the glorious tradition of our People's Liberation Army, even if something big happens, the bodies of fallen comrades will be taken away. Why are there so many corpses left here?

There is also a good missile base, and all the equipment and equipment have been moved in. Why not dig out half of it?

I raised my questions to Wang Yuanchao.

Wang Yuanchao nodded and said: "Yes, everyone who has been on the battlefield has a life-long friendship, and will not leave the bodies of brothers alone. When I fought in the counterattack against Vietnam, I was defeated so miserably when I retreated.

But still in order to save the body of the company commander, the whole company put on bayonets and fought against the fucking Vietnamese! Never abandon, never give up, this is the fine tradition of our army."

"Something big must have happened when this missile base was being built! That's why the bodies of these soldiers didn't have time to take away." Wang Yuanchao said with a frown.

I don't know why, but I always have an ominous premonition.

I think the deaths of these People's Liberation Army soldiers are probably related to the mountain gods mentioned by lazy people!

So the first thing to figure out now is how did these People's Liberation Army soldiers die? I took out a pair of gloves from my backpack and put them on, and then carefully inspected the skeletons in front of me.

This skeleton has long been dried and exudes a musty smell. There are spiders weaving webs on the white skeleton, and the grass-green bones on the body are torn to pieces, making it look extremely tragic.

I found that the deceased's mouth was very large and his hands were curled into claws, as if he had suffered great pain before death.

When my eyes continued to move downward, I found that the deceased's trouser pocket was bulging, as if something had been stuffed in it. So I quickly touched it with my hand, and unexpectedly I took out a diary.

The diary is very thick, with a bright red image of Chairman Mao printed on the cover. Due to time, the paper has turned yellow and moldy, and it feels wet when I hold it in my hand. I dare not turn it over for fear that it will fall apart accidentally.

Got a fight.

"Fat man, come here and help me!" I shouted to the fat man.

Fatty has been in Panjiayuan for a long time and is very good at handling ancient books. I need his help.

"Okay." The fat man was obviously very interested in this diary. He ran over and shook off the dust on the diary like an old lady doing embroidery.

And I spit on my hand and opened the first page of this mysterious diary!

The first page contained a simple date: Spring 1963.

Words began to appear on the second page. My eyes changed and I quickly started reading.

"Today is a happy day, because our superiors have given our 41st Engineer Company an important task. Let us dig up Niuti Mountain and build Henan's first missile base! Early in the morning, the soldiers of our company went to work happily.

We got trucks and entered the mountains one after another, scrambling to move equipment. Our goal is to complete the task ahead of schedule and bring glory to the country."

It was normal, so I quickly turned to the second page.

"The next day, we officially dug the tunnel. Although the weather was scorching hot, it didn't bother us. We sang that socialism was good and our bodies suddenly felt full of strength."

Also normal.

I turned through the diary faster and faster, on the third page, the fourth page, and when I was on the fifth page, something was finally wrong.

"On the fifth day, everything was as usual, but I always felt like something was staring at me from behind. I asked other comrades in arms, and they also felt a coldness on their backs..."

"On the tenth day, there was an accident in the front project. It is said that many brothers from the engineering company died. The company commander said it was a landslide. But I don't think so, because I saw that basically none of the brothers who were carried out were intact. There were so many

His legs and feet were gone, and one wounded man’s entire lower body was missing. The wound looked like it had been torn apart by claws. It was so scary.”

"On the fifteenth day, people were still dying. Every day, brothers were carried out from the construction site. Those with minor injuries were sent out of Niuti Mountain, while those with serious injuries gave up treatment. Some people said that there were monsters in this mountain, and we were all scared.

.The company commander said that all those who died were regarded as martyrs, and everyone's mood eased."

"On the sixteenth day, a large number of field troops drove up the mountain to protect our safety. Our engineering mission was inexplicably upgraded to a combat mission. It was strange."

"On the twentieth day, my God, what on earth is that? I don't want to stay here for a minute anymore. Who can help me? I'm not married yet. I don't want to die so soon..."

The diary ends abruptly here. Apparently, something unexpected happened to this unlucky People's Liberation Army soldier before he finished writing.

I turned around and looked at each other with the fat man Wang Yuanchao, both of them had bad expressions on their faces.

It seems that we have underestimated this place. If the things recorded in the diary are still alive, they are definitely not something we can deal with!

At this moment, the lazy man was shouting in fear: "Oh my God, it must be Grandpa Mountain God, it must be."

I was just trying to calm down the lazy man, but suddenly I felt a chill in my ankle.

I lowered my head and saw that a pale hand stretched out from the soil and grabbed my ankle like Sadako in a Japanese horror movie!

That hand was so white, so white that it was bloodless, and the nails were extremely long, as if they were blood-red hooks embedded in my flesh one by one.

My head suddenly exploded, and the hairs on my body stood up. I no longer paid attention to the diary, and kicked my legs with all my strength, trying to get rid of the white hand.

However, the strength of that white hand was so great that not only could I not break free, but it also dragged me, an adult, around!

I was so frightened that I almost lost my mind. In the confusion, I took out my pistol, thinking, no matter what the white hand is, I'll give it a shot first.

But before I could take aim, I heard the iron door outside the basement being pushed open with a creaking sound. Countless people poured in, and the hand retracted into the soil in fear.

When I hesitated, I lost my grip on the pistol and dropped it to the ground.

I anxiously wanted to pick up the gun, but was pinned to the ground by a man in a black suit who rushed over. Immediately afterwards, the fat man and the lazy man were all knocked down by the men in black suits who rushed over.

Wang Yuanchao picked up the AK47 in shock. The man in the black suit holding me down immediately opened the safety of the pistol, then put it on my head. He sneered: "Friend, you'd better put the gun down, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will

It won’t go off fire!”

When Wang Yuanchao saw that we were all captured, he had no choice but to throw away his AK47 and surrender.

Seeing that these familiar group of people in black suits were all brought by the long-legged lady, I immediately wanted to give myself a slap in the mouth.

Damn, why are we so stupid? They didn't disappear at all, but discovered our existence, hid and waited.

At this time, a sinister old man's voice came from the door: "Who do I think it is? I didn't expect it to be you three kids. What's wrong, we meet again."
Chapter completed!