He drove the car to the edge of the forest beside Ban Bang. In an uninhabited area, He Yuzhu put the car into his Dimensional Pocket and directly entered the forest.
His current physique had already reached the limit of a human, and his Xingyi Fist had also reached the Master Level. His control over his body was close to the limit. Even so, it still took him two hours to climb up to this high ground and carefully observe the forest below.
This was a tropical rainforest. The soil was fertile, and the trees grew rapidly. Be it the simple road or the collapsed tunnel, trees should have grown by now.
However, it had only been ten years since 1945. If the simple road and the landslide caused by the collapse of the tunnel entrance had existed, the height and color of the trees above would have been significantly different from the trees on the side.
He Yuzhu observed carefully for a while and did not find anything unusual in the forest. He ran to the other high ground. According to his speculation, the entrance of Tunnel No. 8 should be on the west side of Ban Bang.
Although the entrance to Tunnel 9 was easier to find, it was too close to the US military's Subic naval base. Although the US military's air force and navy might not have a close horizontal connection, it was still better to be careful.
After climbing three high grounds in a row, they finally found a tadpole-shaped special spot that was greatly different in color and height from the surrounding trees. He Yuzhu guessed that the long strip was a simple road, and the tadpole head should be at the entrance of Tunnel No. 8. He ran directly in the direction of the tadpole head.
When he arrived here, he found obvious signs of landslide. He Yuzhu used his divine sense to probe down through the soil. Perhaps because he was not experienced enough, he could not detect any difference between the soil here and other places.
Unwilling to give up, He Yuzhu took out an engineering shovel from his Dimensional Pocket and dug down from the center of the tadpole head. After digging for nearly a meter, he still discovered something strange. Although his divine sense could not detect it, he could see the strangeness of the place with his naked eye.
The soil layer of a normal tropical rainforest was usually no more than 50 centimeters. After digging so deep, it was still a fertile soil layer. He used an engineer shovel to plunge it down and turned the soil that was brought out. There was still no change. This place was probably the original entrance of Tunnel No. 8.
He Yuzhu cleared out an empty space of ten meters square. Seeing that it was getting late, he entered his Dimensional Pocket. On one hand, he prepared to make something to eat. On the other hand, he also counted the weapons, ammunition, and military supplies he had obtained from the arsenal.
He took out a pack of moldy army rations from the pile of military supplies. He opened it and tasted it. It didn't taste good, so he just made do to fill his stomach. Then, he began to count the supplies he had obtained. He felt that his harvest this time was almost enough to arm two regiments.
These included Smith Wesson revolvers, Colt pistols, various carbines, sniper rifles, medium machine guns, heavy machine guns, Browning automatic rifles, and various submachine guns.
He even collected a lot of rocket launchers, flamethrowers, small mortars, super bazookas, and recoilless cannons. He also threw piles of bullets, grenades, and grenades into the space.
There were more than ten sets of medical equipment, medicine, maintenance tools, and military tents. There were also thousands of rations for individual soldiers. There were also daily necessities such as cigarettes, candy, chewing gum, and soda water piled up into a small mountain in the Dimensional Pocket.
More than ten medium-sized jeeps, light jeeps, and trucks were collected. The latest M59 armored personnel carrier and M76 " Otter " tracked transport vehicle were also collected.
A mess of gas masks, military water bottles, combat equipment, flame-resistant flying gloves, kabba knives, survival knives, and anti-fragment vests. There were also military flashlights, binoculars, compasses, sleeping bags, rain capes, military boots, water purification tablets, insect repellent, and dozens of boxes. They even found a batch of sniper goggles, night vision goggles, radio, and twenty-three Penee 35mm half-frame fixed-focus cameras.
He Yuzhu felt that with these things, he could go straight to Mandela and rob the country's treasury. He couldn't hold back his excitement. He directly took a box of whiskey, opened a bottle, and took a big gulp. He played with all kinds of guns as he drank. Unknowingly, he drank two bottles of wine and felt dizzy. He fell asleep immediately.
When he woke up and went out of his Dimensional Pocket, it was already noon the next day. He casually made himself a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach, then took out the excavator and started working.
It was much more convenient to dig a tunnel with the Dimensional Pocket. If the shovel loosened slightly, the soil in the bucket could be collected into the Dimensional Pocket. Then, the shovel would be used again, and the tunnel would continue to be dug. He Yuzhu sat on the excavator, sweating profusely. The temperature in the tropical rainforest in August was as high as 37 or 38 degrees Celsius. The air humidity was high, and it was stuffy and hot.
He Yuzhu had lived in the Imperial Capital for two lifetimes and had never worked hard under such harsh conditions. Fortunately, he had been a chef for so long in this life that he could adapt to the high temperature environment. In addition, he had high expectations for the golden treasure. He still worked hard until it was dark before he finished work.
The next morning, when he got up and washed up, he realized that his shoulders and back were tanned and his face was a few degrees darker. If he continued to work like this, he would probably get a heatstroke today. He Yuzhu thought about it and decided to work in the morning and at night. He would hide in the space to rest during the hottest days.
After three days of continuous digging, they finally dug out the edge of a vertical mountain wall. They should have reached Tunnel No. 8. After sweeping a few more buckets, the entrance of the tunnel was finally revealed. The entrance was quite large, and large trucks could pass through it.
He Yuzhu jumped off the excavator and walked to the entrance of the cave. He shone his flashlight inside and saw that it was bottomless and pitch black. He then used his flashlight to scan the tunnel. The hole was about a meter above the ground, and there were about a dozen skeletons lying in front of him.
These were probably the engineers who were buried alive inside. He Yuzhu took out a second-hand jeep from his Dimensional Pocket and put on a gas mask. Ignoring the cracking sound of the wheels pressing on the bones, he slowly drove into the tunnel.
After driving for about fifteen minutes, they arrived at a hall that was about the size of four basketball courts. There were corpses scattered everywhere. Some of the corpses were holding pistols with bullet holes in their heads. It was obvious that they had committed suicide due to despair.
He Yuzhu walked to the large conference table in the middle of the hall. Unlike the other tables that were scattered all over the place, this place was very clean and there was a stack of papers neatly placed on it.
Although there were no worms or rats in this sealed tunnel, ten years had passed. The paper at the top was covered in dust, and the words were a little blurry. He Yuzhu gently blew away the dust on it. It was a suicide note, probably written by the engineers who committed suicide before they died.
He Yuzhu carefully flipped through them. There were about 30 suicide letters and wills, and the rest were hundreds of treasure maps. Different from the treasure map that He Yuzhu had obtained, these maps were marked very clearly. The first map was a detailed map of the gold treasures hidden in Tunnel No. 8.
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