On September 15, 1940, in a hidden space in the basement of the Philip Castle Lighthouse, Heidi wrapped her belongings with two pieces of fabric cut from the corners of the sheets under the light of the Davy lamp, and sewed them on each of them stitch by stitch.

The armpits of wool thermal shirts and the inner thighs of underwear.

After sewing these belongings, she carefully put the needle and thread into a sewing tube made of clam, which was only the size of a later disposable lighter. It was the first gift that Spier gave her, and she always wore it close to her body.

After finishing the rainy day preparations, Heidi listened to Wei Ran and Vanessa chatting in Latin outside, and then lay helplessly on the single bed. As if she couldn't understand Hebrew, she

I can't understand Latin either.

"Whose name do you think it belongs to?"

Outside the hidden space, Wei Ran, who was sitting on the canvas roll, asked in surprise to Vanessa, who was sitting opposite.

“You can’t go wrong”

Vanessa returned the gold-case pocket watch in her hand to Wei Ran, "The original owner of this watch must be Napoleon's second wife, Victor. Where did you get it?"

"Found from under my generous grandfather's pillow"

Wei Ran made nonsense about the origin of the gold watch in his hand. Originally, he just took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and casually asked Vanessa if she knew the origin of the long list of names on the back of the watch case.

He didn't expect that Vanessa could give him the answer, nor did he expect that this gold watch would have such great origins.

Of course, compared to the extraordinary origin of this watch, its more important role at this time is to maintain the most important and basic work of a pocket watch. If it keeps time accurately enough, there will be less than five minutes left before 7 p.m.

Except for the food delivered in the morning, Spier never came down to deliver water or food to them for almost the whole day.

Similarly, except for Mr. Vicente in the morning, no one has ever visited this lighthouse, just like the roar of fighter jets in the sky is almost constant.

It can be said that throughout the whole day, Wei Ran and Vanessa passed the time by chatting in Latin, while Heidi had been hiding in a more hidden room and never came out from the beginning to the end.

"I remember there were a lot of pocket watches among the things we buried in the yard"

Vanessa guessed whimsically but with a painful look on her face, "There won't be Napoleon's pocket watch in there, right?"

Before Wei Ran could answer, the two of them heard footsteps coming from above their heads, and soon after, Heidi emerged from the small hidden space.

After a moment of waiting, the oil drums and wooden boards covering the entrance and exit of the basement were removed one after another. While passing a milk can and a baguette in, Spear said hurriedly, "Sorry for the late delivery.

There were always Germans outside the lighthouse, and they would come in at any time."

Without waiting for sisters Wei Ran and Heidi, who had taken the milk cans and baguettes, to say anything, Spear continued, "We will find a way to leave tonight. Remember to try on those diving suits after you have eaten, Vic.

"More, will you inflate the cylinder? There are oxygen bottles and inflation tubes under the bed."

"No problem, leave it to me!" Wei Ran responded.

"That's it. It will get dark in about an hour. We will set off at night. You should be ready at any time."

After speaking, Spier hurriedly covered the entrance and exit of the basement with wooden boards before waiting for the hesitant Heidi to speak, and used oil barrels to press the wooden boards again.

In the basement, the three of them, Wei Ran, glanced at each other by the light of the flashlight, and then silently walked into the depths of the basement and got into the small hidden space.

“Let’s eat first”

Wei Ran was the first to break the silence, using the spoon from the milk jug to fill each of the sisters' lunch boxes with a large portion of stew.

Heidi and Vanessa opened their mouths to say something, but after seeing each other's expressions, they each swallowed what they wanted to say.

After finishing his late lunch in silence, Wei Ran carried the oxygen bottle under the bed to the bed and said, "You go outside first, the space here is too small."

"If you need help, call us anytime." After Heidi said that, she pulled Vanessa out. Obviously, the sisters had something to say.

It wasn't until the two sisters' backs were completely blocked by debris that Wei Ran took off a diving suit hanging above his head, connected it to an oxygen tank, and started inflating it.

As the Davie light hanging above the head flashed again and again, the two cylinders placed horizontally on the abdomen of these diving suits were filled with liquid oxygen one after another.

After a final inspection to make sure there was nothing wrong, Wei Ran immediately called on the two sisters outside to help take all the diving suits outside.

It can be seen that Heidi and Vanessa are very familiar with diving. At least, they are very skilled in wearing these diving suits.

He fumbled to put this black one-piece diving suit made of natural rubber on his body, then tightened the straps on his hands and trousers to prevent water from getting in, and waited until he picked out a pair of deck shoes of the right size to put on.

By then, Heidi and Vanessa had already bitten on the respirators and started trying them out.

He slowly put on the one-piece hood and buckled the diving mask. As the valve opened, the breathing bag on his chest gradually inflated. Wei Ran also smoothly took a breath of air mixed with the smell of rubber, and took this breath out.

The baby was sent back into the breathing bag through exhalation.

Although this diving suit is primitive, this breathing system is enough to be called a standard closed circuit rebreather (i.e. CCR).

No matter how many shortcomings this underwater breathing system has in this day and age, at least it has one huge advantage that cannot be ignored: breathing underwater produces very few bubbles, which naturally reduces the possibility of being discovered.

After closing the air valve, he checked the diving watch and depth gauge fixed on his wrist. He even pulled out the diving knife, looked at it, and tried to cut a knife on the canvas, and then opened the breathing mask.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps those few breaths of oxygen did have a slight boosting effect on the body, or perhaps it was the encouragement brought by the diving suit itself. At this time, hiding in the basement

All three of them seemed to have become more confident.

“When was the last time we dived?”

Heidi asked with a smile while helping Vanessa unzip the back of the diving suit.

“Last summer, in Saint-Malo”

Vanessa smiled and replied, "We also found a huge anchor on the seabed that time we dived to a depth of ten meters."

"Yes..." Heidi's approval was also mixed with an uncontrollable smile.

Listening to the memories of the two sisters, Wei Ran also took off the upper body of the diving suit and hung it around his waist. He sat on the canvas bundle and tried on the huge rubber flippers. By the way, he also put on the expensive

The pocket watch was placed in the chest pocket of the thermal shirt, and the watch chain was fastened to the buttonhole of the collar.

Just at this time, the bang bang bang bang on the door made the three people hiding in the basement immediately quiet down. Immediately after, Wei Ran also blew out the pot placed between the three of them after Heidi and the sisters sat down.

David lamp on broken table.

A moment later, Spear also ran downstairs and opened the wooden door on the first floor of the lighthouse.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mucci!"

Spier greeted him enthusiastically in French, "You're here just in time. I've just finished wiping the lighthouse's condenser mirror and am preparing to..."

"Spear, I didn't come here today to check on your work."

Under the eavesdropping of the three guards, a slightly arrogant loud voice said in French, "Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Fogel, he is an experienced lighthouse keeper. Starting tonight, he will

I will guard this lighthouse with you.

Spear, next you take Mr. Fogel to visit and introduce to him the work here. In addition, give your room to Fogel and find a place to rest."

"No problem!" Spear responded happily, "Mr. Fogel, please come upstairs with me."

"Not urgent"

A slightly hoarse voice rejected Spear's invitation in not very fluent French, and then asked, "Why are there two oil drums there?"

"It's used to supply oil to the tower lamp on the roof."

Spear familiarly introduced, "Although there is an oil depot outside the lighthouse, it only adds a few bottles of oil at a time. It is really not worth running frequently. After all, it is cold, so I put two barrels of oil on the first floor. Every time I add a few bottles of oil,

When you run out, you will go to the oil depot to get barrels of fuel."

After Spier explained this, the three people hiding in the basement also noticed that their voices were getting closer and closer, and they were also mixed with the sounds of getting closer and closer.

"Why are there wooden boards underneath? What's underneath?"

When the new lighthouse keeper, who seemed to be named Fogel, asked this question, Wei Ran already sensed something was wrong.

But at this time, the three of them were wearing diving suits, and it was obviously unrealistic to crawl back into the small space hidden in the debris.

"Down there is an abandoned basement. It was once an oil depot used to store kerosene. Later, after it was abandoned, it became a place to store sundries. It was also used as a toilet by the former guard. In addition, the moisture inside was very heavy, so every day

In the summer, there would be a strong smell, so I covered it with a board.”

At this point, Spear added, "Mr. Mucci knew about this. I applied with him at the time. Right Mucci...well, it seems he has left."

"Open it and let me see what's underneath," said the man named Fogel.

"No problem!" Spear responded happily.

He had just finished saying this, and Wei Ran had already fumbled to find the bundle of canvas. Amidst the noise of Spier moving the oil drum, he pulled Heidi and Vanessa and hid behind a broken table, unfolded the canvas and

They and themselves were covered tightly.

Almost immediately, Spear had already lifted the wooden board, and right behind him, the man named Fogel also pulled out the flashlight on his waist and shined a beam of light into the basement.

Fortunately, due to the various debris accumulated at the entrance and exit, the guard had no intention of climbing in and taking a look. Naturally, he did not see the three people hiding where the flashlight could not shine.

When he turned off the flashlight, Spear secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the withdrawn diving knife into his cuff again.

"Mr. Fogel, do we still need to block here?" Spear asked proactively after waiting for the other party to move away.

“No need for now”

Fogel waved his hand and ordered as he walked upstairs, "Speer, I'll give you a week to clean the basement and throw away all the debris."

"Yes sir" Spear agreed happily.

"Now take me to see the working environment," Fogel continued, "Help me get my luggage, it's at the door."

"OK!"

Spear responded, picked up the two suitcases placed outside the door, and quickly followed Fogel.
To be continued...