Chapter 402

However, Saab didn't know what happened above at the moment. After cutting the rope, he relaxed his strength on his hands and feet a little, slid all the way down the channel, and fell by unknown meters in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Saab even admired berga punk.

Not to mention whether he built it alone, climbing up and down at this height is enough to kill people.

During the descent, Saab vaguely heard a commotion, but it was too far away to tell where it came from. Just think he heard it wrong.

People's perception of time in the dark will become quite dull.

Saab couldn't tell whether he fell for half an hour or a few minutes until his fingers wrapped in armed color were slightly hot and tingling, and his feet were suddenly empty.

"In the end!"

He was refreshed, his fingers suddenly worked hard and buckled into the wall.

Shua!!

After a friction sound, he inserted half of his arm into the wall, and Saab hung at the entrance of the passage, relieved.

"How close!"

I don't know the depth below. If I don't stop, I can't predict good or bad luck.

The empty hand touched the flashlight and clicked on the switch.

Then looking at a large iron plate close at hand, Saab twitched at the corners of his mouth and released his hand.

Dong!

Fell on the iron plate.

The exit of the passage is less than two meters from the ground. Who can reason with me?

But he didn't notice.

I don't want to think about how it's possible to climb up and down the channel with Beja Punk's physical quality, just like the skylight hanging high on the patio, more than ten or twenty meters from the ground.

"Here... No, this is..."

Looking around with a flashlight, Saab looked confused.

"Navy submarine?"

What came into sight was not a secret laboratory, nor the expected wreckage of Pluto, but a submarine stranded in an underground river that had not been used for many years.

It is very different from the submarine design of the Navy today. After all, it can be seen from the perspective of Saab as a soldier that the thin armor design, not to mention the fishman, can be pierced by a little powerful pirate and turned into a irrigation can.

The stagnation of science and technology in the pirate world is largely due to the fact that the personal strength of the world often exceeds understanding. Everyone is pursuing strength and of course neglects pure knowledge.

Some traces of manual excavation can be seen in the surrounding caves. Combined with the pool where the submarine is located, the context emerged when sabona hayriton.

The old submarine may have entered this position from the bottom by accident or other reasons. As a result, it was smashed into the water barrier and ran aground.

In order to save themselves, a group of people began to dig along the underground space, repair it, and then dig up to open the passage when he came in.

"Isn't the wreckage that berga punk said is the submarine?"

Saber's head was full of fog.

"But what does this have to do with Pluto?"

"Have we been cheated?"

Saab's eyes turned red at the thought that they had paid such a huge sacrifice to get the truth of a scam.

Without Pluto, what do they take to break through?

Everyone will die here!

Even if the Dragon doesn't have the heart, he won't fight the black count for a scam.

"No, not yet."

Saab forced himself to calm down and patted his cheek: "think about Saab, what you didn't find."

Entering the submarine, a stench came.

When the flashlight shone, five white bones in bags were looking at him with empty eyes. It's a standard body bag, but the surface of the bag is rotten because of its age.

Muscle fat or something else rots and sticks to the bag to form black spots.

"The standard configuration of an old submarine is 20 people. There are only five bodies here, indicating that at least a dozen people left here alive."

"Are more than a dozen people alive...?"

Suddenly, Saab felt that he had grasped something important.

Despite the stench, he came to the body bag and held his breath to open it.

He reached out and groped in the sticky rotten liquid. Soon, he touched out a piece of cloth, identified it, put it down and reopened another dry bag.

Repeated several times, Saab's eyes flashed a light.

"Sure enough, these people are not the Navy!"

The world government still doesn't know that Bega punk is related to Pluto.

If more than a dozen Marines left alive, why didn't they bring back any news?

indeed.

These people are not a Navy at all!

The condition of bones and teeth showed that the dead were over half a hundred years old without any trace of training.

And

After carefully searching the cabin, Saab found that there was no record of the grounding through a slightly well preserved logbook!

If it were the Navy, it would be impossible to neglect such an important thing.

The ship's logbook is the same key prop as the plane's black box!

What's more

"Leave!"

The old submarine has a narrow space and can't store too many materials. The passage needs to be dug and an iron ladder, which can't be completed in a day.

"The simplest truth is, where did they get so many iron resources and conditions to make such a high iron frame!"

"So..."

He jumped to the surface of the submarine and Saab looked carefully at the wall with a flashlight.

"They must have some other source of supplies!"

"Underground of the laboratory" is not a destination.

The real thing is hidden in a deeper position!

"There!"

Glancing over the wall, suddenly Saab jumped in front of a wall.

The underground space is very simple, like a cave arbitrarily dug by the primitive people, but one wall is very flat. In the standard 3 * 3 space, the traces left on it are obviously different from those in other places, which has a sense of deliberately left by people.

Dong Dong!

He knocked twice and the sound was clear.

But Saab was more sure that there was a problem behind it. He was armed and domineering, resolutely covered his hand and grabbed it.

The sharp claw trained to smash power injustice is once again used as a tool for digging.

After listening to "Shua Shua", he pulled out and threw away pieces of gravel. When it fell again, Saab felt that he had dug up a huge space.

The airflow blows over the back of the hand, bringing a trace of cold.

After a moment of silence, Saab prepared himself and drew back his hand slowly.

Then punch hard.

"Drink!"

Boom!

A whole three meter high wall collapsed. Looking at the towering beast in front of him, Rao has simulated it in his mind countless times, and Saab is still stunned.

"Did you tell me... This thing is called wreckage???"

What came into his eyes was a vast space that was incomparable and could not see the end at a glance.

It seems that the whole island has been hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell to support it.

The reason why he could see so thoroughly was that the light was still bright on a dark steel monster in the center of the space.

Gollum!

The rolling magma flows into the belly compartment of the steel monster along the built channel, and then there are buzzing bursts inside, and a terrible energy field erupts, making Saab stand upside down.

Then those lights soared again, illuminating the whole space.

This cycle has not stopped for many years.

The giant steel beast that feeds on magma is like a giant dragon sleeping under the ground. There is a great sense of oppression when breathing.

Saab didn't know how many times he swallowed his saliva.

Because this thing is not a ghost wreck at all. It is a complete worst warship and ancient weapon in history!

Pluto!!

Suddenly, Saab noticed that in the rubble he broke, the shape of one thing was completely different from that around him.

He walked over and picked it up. Saab thought for a long time before he remembered that it was a product from the empty Island, Yinbei, which he had seen in the data.

"If I remember correctly, it should be here."

Put the stool shaped sound shell in the palm of his hand, Saab stretched out his finger and pressed the stool... No, the top of the sound shell.

Zizizi

The noise appeared and there was no sound for a long time.

Just when Saab thought it was too far away, the voice recorded by Yinbei had failed, the voice of the strange old man sounded.

"Those who can hear this, Bega punk is dead, isn't he?"

Saab's pupils contracted.

Swallow your saliva.

He has a hunch that he seems to have come into contact with some great secret!