Chapter 6 Export

  Three people rushed over and moved the wooden bench, I found another air vent underneath. This air vent was much smaller than the one on the other side, with iron mesh as thick as fingers and a fan, but it was fixed with bolts.

  I stared at the hole with some surprise, but also felt uncertain because I wasn't sure if I could fit in. It was too small, but there was no time to think about that now.

  Wang Sichuan immediately used an iron rod to pry open the mesh, and soon discovered that the bolt had already been loosened by someone. I was surprised, wondering if someone had already pried it open before and then reinstalled it? But at this time, Wang Sichuan had already pried off the wire mesh and grabbed the fan blades to pull them outwards.

  The Japanese military equipment was very sturdy, the iron leaves of the fan and the central fixed shaft were thick and intimidating, extremely solid at first glance. Wang Si Chuan got his hands full of dust and oil, but the fan blades didn't budge, finally Ma Hai used a wire mesh to create a makeshift wrench by wrapping it around the screw head in the middle, only to find that this screw had also been loosened, and with a twist, it came off.

  Wang Sichuan brought out the iron sheet and threw it to one side. When it hit the ground, it sounded extremely dull and felt like it weighed around 20 kilograms. This must have been produced in the early stages of the war; by the later stages, the Japanese didn't have that much metal to waste.

  The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, even with the flashlight on, almost nothing could be seen, only barely visible were the passageways filled with thick and thin electrical wires. When the Japanese built this place, everything must have been done with economic speed as the top priority, so all ventilation ducts also served as cable channels at the same time.

  The smallest horse in the sea tried to climb in first, and he squeezed into the passage with great difficulty. I watched him with a bit of chill, not because I was worried about myself, but because Wang Si Chuan would probably be stuck.

  After turning down into the horizontal ventilation pipe opening below, the space becomes larger, and the horse gestures that everything is okay after jumping down to the sea.

  I exchanged a glance with Wang Sichuan, and he smiled and said, "You go first, I'll loosen up my muscles."

  I shook my head and thought to myself that you definitely can't get in alone: "You come, I'll kick you from above, even if I break your bones, I have to kick you down."

  He didn't have any objections, after all, he didn't want to die either. He tried changing positions and entering the cave, but none of them worked. In the end, he simply stripped naked, got on his head and crawled in, and as expected, he got stuck halfway in.

  I directly jumped onto him, under his wails, using my own weight to kick him down bit by bit, both of his shoulders were completely worn out, leaving two trails of blood on the sides of the corridor.

  At this time, thick smoke had already spread to the top of our heads, and I was also pulled down with my head facing downwards.

  This ventilation duct is set on the ground, so we are now underground in the entire area. To the left is the outer corridor, and I see that there is also a ventilation outlet at the top over there, with light shining out.

  There was smoke everywhere, and all the air ducts were filled with a pungent smell of smoke. I crawled over cautiously, lifted my head from behind the vent to look up, but there was something blocking the way, thick smoke billowed out and there was no lighting, only that bastard's flashlight flickered, nothing else could be seen.

  If I had a pistol, I would have shot this kid dead with one bullet and splattered his brains all over the place. Unfortunately, I'm out of options now, but fortunately, he's also unarmed. I crouched down, looked around in another direction, judged which place could exit from the pipe, and then killed him with a backhand blow, letting him know my prowess.

  The entire dam was eerily quiet due to its vast emptiness. If we chose an exit too close to him, the noise of kicking away the fan would definitely be heard by him, and that would alarm him. I decided to continue crawling forward along the pipe for a while, it would take some time to suffocate us to death, he wouldn't realize so soon that we had escaped.

  I crawled forward cautiously along the cable, with two people following behind me. We passed by a series of ventilation outlets, and the pipes were complex and confusing, above which should be different rooms or corridors, but unfortunately there was no lighting power, and all places were pitch black, emitting a musty smell. The flashlight only illuminated some indistinct things in disarray.

  The amount of dust in the ventilation ducts is unimaginable, and soon I was covered with a layer of it. When I rubbed my skin, a grayish oily substance appeared, which was quite disgusting. I led them to crawl through six ventilation duct openings until we were far enough away from the projection room before deciding to go up.

  But when we got there, we were at a loss again, because there was nothing inside that could be used as a wrench. Should we go back and get the iron wire mesh that had been removed? There was no time for that, and it couldn't be cut off to bring in either. For a moment, the three of us looked at each other, feeling quite desperate.

  Watching the fan for a few minutes, Wang Sichuan became impatient and said: "We can't just wait any longer, let's kick it in directly. Otherwise, even if the enemy doesn't come, we'll still be smoked to death."

  I nodded, and at this time there was no other way out. I beckoned to Ma Hai to kick it directly. Ma Hai stretched his foot into the fan blades and kicked hard, but after a long time, the iron wire mesh still didn't move.

  This kind of stillness is truly stillness, making me realize that this thing is solid to the point where it can't be kicked open.

  We kicked for half a day, to no avail, and went to the next pipe opening to try our luck, but it still didn't work. I suddenly felt depressed, thinking that we might be trapped to death in the ventilation duct.

  Continue walking forward, one by one, the manholes are coming over, and the engineering level of Little Japan makes me collapse, almost every manhole is as solid as this one.

  Nor did I know how long I had walked, just when I was desperate, Ma Hai suddenly called out: "Ah, this is Song's."

  I immediately went up to take a look and found that the iron wire mesh he kicked had moved outward a bit. He became excited, turned his head to make an exciting expression to us, and kicked a few more times. To our surprise, it loosened again. I touched it and found that this iron wire mesh was not fixed but just placed on top.

  He kicked open the iron wire mesh from inside, then stretched his hand out of the gap between the fan blades and twisted off the fan's screw cap.

  This nut is also very loose, I feel strange in my heart, suddenly feeling that this road may have been walked by someone, but it doesn't seem very possible.

  After that, the cave entrance was no longer an obstacle. Wang Si Chuan crawled out of the hole with all his might, feeling as if he had been reborn from his mother's womb.

  We crawled out to take a look, outside was a dark and gloomy long tunnel. My heart sank instantly because this corridor was extremely large, almost able to accommodate two trucks side by side, with three floors high, the bare concrete surface was rough beyond compare.

  It seems that this should be the main transportation route inside the dam, which should be an area about 50-60 meters away from the projection room, and has already left the office area.

  I suddenly calmed down, this is a place that inspires awe, everything here is abnormally strange, decades ago, many unbelievable things must have happened here, we still need to be cautious and not act impulsively.

  Wang Sichuan shone his flashlight into the huge tunnel, and I immediately saw that there were many rails on the ground, which seemed to be used for transportation. The rails were connected to each other, similar to what I had seen in a brick factory back home.

  After the flashlight shone on the wall, I found a metal sign nailed there. After wiping off the dust, I saw a string of rusty Japanese characters mixed with some Chinese characters. I tried to guess the general meaning, but Wang Sichuan was urging me to catch up in front.

  I walked over and found that the tunnel went straight ahead, with many passages and rooms appearing on both sides, but the outer edges of all the passage mouths and doors were nailed with very thick wooden boards.

  I find it a bit strange, the feeling here is different from other places in the dam, it looks more desolate and decadent, and the entrance is also sealed off, what exactly happened here?

  If it's for protecting what's inside, this method may not be of much use, and the Japanese tend to destroy things that can't be moved without hesitation.

  "Could it be for locking up the Chinese laborers who came to work?" Wang Sichuan muttered to himself, I shook my head, the Japanese wouldn't use such a complicated method to deal with Chinese laborers, they would just massacre them after the project is completed, they wouldn't bother using their brains for the Chinese.

  Wang Si Chuan shone his flashlight on the gaps between the wooden boards, inside was similar to the room we crawled out from the air vent, but couldn't see much more.

  We went all the way forward, walking towards one end of the tunnel, and soon reached the end. All the way through, all the mouths were tightly blocked, without a single leak.

  "It looks like the entire area is sealed off." Wang Sichuan said, "We may have to go into the ventilation ducts again."

  "It won't work," I said. "The devils trapped in here with wooden boards will definitely find a way out, they won't trap themselves to death, there must be an unsealed passage leading to another place."

  We were walking in the middle of the tunnel, I looked to the left, Wang Sizhuan looked to the right, and Ma Zaihai paid attention to the top. We turned around one by one, searching for it, but we walked all the way to the end of the other side of the tunnel without finding that exit. However, at the end of this tunnel, we saw a huge double iron gate with a rusty surface, completely welded shut from the inside, and I didn't even have the desire to push it.

  I still didn't believe it and came back to search again in a circle, but it was the same, and the puzzlement in my heart suddenly reached its peak.

  We counted up at the iron door and found that it did not tally with reason. All the mouths were nailed shut from the outside, and if they had all been closed, the man who nailed them would also have been unable to get out. We should certainly have seen his corpse here, but in the tunnel there was nothing except some empty wooden boxes.

  Wang Sichuan didn't say much, he obviously couldn't figure it out either. The few people looked at each other, and Wang Sichuan suddenly walked towards a door and said: "Let's pry one open and take a look, maybe we'll know what's going on."

  The iron rod in his hand had truly become our most reliable tool, those wooden boards were ordinary poplar wood, should be cut from the forest on the ground, all rough materials, no longer as solid as before, was pried open by Wang Si Chuan.

  After prying away a few wooden boards, an opening appeared that allowed people to pass through. I went forward first and shone my flashlight inside, seeing many beds. At that moment, I was shocked to see that under the light of the flashlight, those beds were filled with people.