Deep in the dark and claustrophobic karst cave, Wei Ran walked with a flashlight along this natural tunnel that seemed to have no changes.

Soon, he once again saw the stalactite puddle that was once mined. The decorative and scary side of the puddle was still there, but due to the erosion of time, it was inevitable that part of it was almost integrated with the stalactite.

Perhaps in hundreds or hundreds of years, it will be completely wrapped in stalactites, becoming an unsolvable mystery that future generations of archaeologists and geologists will scratch their heads at.

After wading through the clear puddle, when he came to the pile of floating soil again, he frowned and stopped.

The table with various landmines still stood on this pile of floating soil. Both the mines and the table itself were covered with a thick layer of floating soil.

And not far away, on the big stone where they used to rest and re-bandage Nahan's wounds, there was also a red Chinese coffin.

Beside the coffin, there were many dusty offerings and burnt incense candles.

If you get closer, you can still see bottles of Erguotou or Xifeng wine placed next to the coffin, or glass cans that seem to be filled with honey, as well as strips of dusty Hongta Mountains.

With a silent sigh, Wei Ran put the flashlight on the table in the floating soil, silently took off the backpack he had been carrying, took out a bottle of Xifeng wine from it, unscrewed the lid and slowly poured it on the coffin.

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Then, he put away the wine bottle, took out a packet of Hongtashan, tore it open, lit three censers and placed them in the incense burner in front of the coffin. Then he lit one for himself and smoked slowly against the coffin of the squad leader.

"Captain Dao, I'm back."

Wei Ran gently stroked the crimson coffin and murmured to himself, "I'm here to help you. I'll help you take Xiao Xifeng and Squad Leader Cha back."

Before he finished speaking, a strange feeling came from the tiger's mouth on his left hand.

After looking around with a flashlight to make sure there was no surveillance, he took out the metal book and turned to the back of the latest page.

At this time, in addition to the red vortex, this page unexpectedly also had a blue vortex.

Under this vortex, written in scarlet handwriting, "Dear comrades, let's go home together."

With a silent sigh, Wei Ran took out the thing from the blue vortex, and then found a tightness on his body.

Looking down at the tactical vest that appeared on his upper body, Wei Ran couldn't help but be startled.

Each of the four magazine pockets on the chest of this vest has a loaded Bayi bar magazine stuffed with bullets. In the eight ammunition pockets just below the magazine, each of the four on the left has an American M67 grenade, and the four on the right have an American M67 grenade.

Each one was stuffed with a Type 72 anti-infantry mine.

Just like what he had seen in the squad leader's stilted house, there was a spool of nylon wire in the bag on the left side of the vest's magazine bag, and a pulse detonator in the bag on the right.

And a roll of detonating wire, and a small mirror.

This time, there was finally no photo of Suisui on the back of the small mirror with a stainless steel ring. Instead, there was a group photo of everyone wearing masks before the departure of Operation Dongfeng - 11 people, including Wei Ran.

group photo.

After thinking for a moment, he silently took off the vest and turned it over. Sure enough, on the back of the vest, the words "Defend Southern Xinjiang" were written in black paint on the waist.

However, there was no directional mine in the bag directly above these four words. Instead, there was only an aluminum lunch box with the edges wrapped with medical tape.

Not only has this lunch box changed, there is also a rolled up cloth stuffed in the canvas bag originally used to hold the 40-meter fire on the right waist of the vest.

Opening the roll of cloth, he couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile. It was a Bonnie hat, with five-leaf camouflage on one side and tiger-spot camouflage on the other. It was sewn by the knife squad leader himself.

"In your eyes, I must be a child too..."

Wei Ran murmured to himself as he put on his unfolded benny hat, then took out the lunch box, and then put back the black panther vest.

Gently tearing open the medical tape at the gap in the lunch box, there was only a thin stack of letters and a photo album that was also not thick.

I picked up those letters, which were probably less than 20 in total. The sending addresses were all from an observatory in the Chinese capital. Most of the senders were Lu Yao or "Qing Yan", and the receiving addresses were from someone under Wenshan.

Street, but the recipient has always been "Grandma Jiang, c/o Squad Leader Knife."

Without opening the bundle of letters carefully tied with hemp rope, Wei Ran gently opened the tightly stacked photo album.

In this photo album, there are photos of Squad Leader Dao and Lu Yao in front of his truck, photos in his small courtyard, photos of him and Platoon Leader Luo’s son Qing Yan in front of a beehive, and more

A photo of him and the young Cha Xifeng.

In addition to these "famous" photos, there are also photos of Qingyan.

In these photos of him, the background includes Tiananmen with the flag being raised, the Great Wall with people flowing in it, the Forbidden City in the sun, the Old Summer Palace marked with humiliation, the Terracotta Warriors and Horses that lead their respective eras, and the Palace Museum that seems to have not yet been completed and is under construction.

Three Gorges Dam.

There are photos of Qing Yan standing tall and saluting in front of his father’s tombstone, “Martyr Luo Bing,” and there are also many photos of him holding various awards.

In these photos, this little guy is getting older, and his facial features are becoming more and more like that of Platoon Commander Luo. But in every photo, he is wearing the double-sided Bonny hat given to him by the squad leader.

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While unable to help but smile, Wei Ran closed the photo album again, and then closed the lid of the aluminum lunch box again.

"I'll send you back first, and then I'll go find Xiao Xifeng and Monitor Cha."

As Wei Ran spoke, he took off the bunny hat on his head, rolled it up carefully, and stuffed it into the canvas bag on the right back side of the vest he wore after taking it out again.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When he put away his waistcoat and returned to the fork in the road with the lunch box, Cha Xifeng was chatting with Brother Yang about various landmines.

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When she saw the lunch box in Wei Ran's hand, Zha Xifeng was obviously a little surprised, "What is this? Where did you find it?"

"What happened to the floating soil near your adoptive father's coffin?"

Wei Ran asked in confusion, "I tripped over there, and then I found this lunch box."

"over there?"

Zha Xifeng was stunned for a moment, and then a dumbfounded expression appeared on his face, "It's hidden there, no wonder I haven't been able to find it."

"You haven't looked there?" Wei Ran asked while handing the lunch box to Brother Yang.

“That’s where I learned about demining.”

Zha Xifeng explained with a wry smile, "The first landmine I dug out was the Type 72 anti-infantry mine that my adoptive father buried in the floating soil. I was so familiar with it that I never thought that my adoptive father would

Things are hidden in that floating soil.

From this point of view, I am still not as good as my adoptive father, far inferior. He can not only clear mines, but also lay mines, and he always places them in places that I would never imagine."

"That lunch box contains your adoptive father's identity and letters from his family."

Wei Ran pointed to the lunch box in Brother Yang's hand, "Comrade Cha, why not let him take those things to find your adoptive father's family."

Hearing this, Zha Xifeng was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, wanting to see for himself the secrets left by his adoptive father.

But after only a second or two of hesitation, he nodded and said calmly, "I...I am his adopted son, I...Wei Ran, please...please, that's mine."

Adoptive father is my father."

"On the day we meet, remember to wear your bunny hat." Wei Ran reminded with a smile.

Zha Xifeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Before he could say anything, Wei Ran looked at Brother Yang and said, "Brother Yang, take the lunch box back immediately. You or Miss Wan Qiu will hand it over to Qin Er or Xia Shushi personally."

"yes!"

Brother Yang responded simply, and then asked, "What about you? Are you staying here by yourself?"

"I'll stay here by myself," Wei Ran said with a smile, "I believe Mr. Cha will entertain me well."

Hearing this, Brother Yang hesitated for a moment, walked up to Cha Xifeng, who was still in a daze, and whispered something into his ear.

Although Wei Ran didn't hear what Brother Yang said clearly, he could clearly see Zha Xifeng's eyes widening in an instant, and there was even an unconcealable look of fear on his face!

"well!"

Zha Xifeng came to her senses and hurriedly replied in English, "I will take good care of him, and I will also take care of my mouth and eyes."

Hearing this, Brother Yang did not respond. He just looked at Wei Ran and said, "Mr. Wei, I will send the things immediately. Before I come back, you can't run around and do anything dangerous."

"I'm not a child anymore," Wei Ran said pretending to be helpless.

"I'll be back tomorrow morning"

Brother Yang thought for a while, but still worried about taking off the pistol from his leg, and forced it to Wei Ran along with the Bayi bar on his back, "Just one day, I beg you, you are here

I’m hunting for fun at Mr. Cha’s demining school, I’ll be back by this time tomorrow at the latest.”

"OK"

Wei Ran agreed more and more happily, but this also made Brother Yang, who was vaguely aware that something was wrong, even more unsure.

However, after thinking about his guess about this young man's skills, he felt relieved and without even talking nonsense, he stuffed the lunch box into his bag and ran back.

Watching the other party go away and finally disappear at the end of the tunnel, Wei Ran casually hung the Bayi rifle on the hook fixed on the rock wall and asked, "Comrade Cha, what did he say to you just now?"

"I didn't say anything." Cha Xifeng quickly shook his head, "I just said let me ensure your safety."

Wei Ran smiled and did not continue to press, but pointed to another fork in the road and asked, knowingly, "Where does this tunnel lead to?"

"The place where my adoptive father and I met for the second or first time."

Zha Xifeng adjusted her mentality and replied, "As I told you, he once rescued me in a minefield and once again from the hands of militiamen. You can get there by walking along this tunnel."

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"Can I go take a look?" Wei Ran asked casually.
To be continued...