Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 225 The road is boundless
Mist quickly ran to Song Heping's side.

"Look here."

Song Heping pointed his finger upwards.

Mist looked in the direction he pointed and saw an exhaust fan about 60 cm long.

"Ventilation duct?!"

Mist's eyes lit up.

"Did you plan this a long time ago?"

"Not really." Song Heping said, "When I came in, I thought there should be a ventilation system here. Otherwise, wouldn't the people inside such a big cave suffocate to death?"

"You dare to bet on this?" Mist said, "Unless you get the structural diagram of this place, can you be sure that you can get out of here?"

"I really don't know."

Song Heping approached the wall and looked up.

You can vaguely see that there is still space above the rotating fan blades.

An adult can barely crawl through a passage with a diameter of 0.6 meters.

He looked back at Mist, taking in his physique.

Mist is not a particularly tall and strong white man, so he should be able to crawl over.

Not to mention Rabbani.

There are few fat people in Afghanistan.

"Let's do it."

He walked over to the table and pulled one of the long tables over.

While pulling, he said: "Hurry up, if you don't want to die, crawl out with me. Come and give me a hand."

Rabbani finally woke up from his dream.

Climbing pipes?
Seems okay.

It's better than staying here and waiting to die.

There are no positioning devices nowadays, and there is no signal here.

Not even a mobile phone was found on the body.

Not to mention GPS and the like.

In fact, Song Heping also knew very well that it would be useless even if he had a mobile phone.

This kind of deep mountain area is at least two hundred meters deep inside the mountain, so there is no possibility of any signal.

Even if Mist didn't drop his treasure into the toilet, it would be useless here.

"This thing has to stop."

Mist pointed to the fan.

Song Heping looked at the rotating fan blades and walked to the side to search around.

Finally, he found a rechargeable emergency light, found a cutting knife, and handed the emergency light to Mist.

He then climbed onto the table and pulled out the fan's cord.

The exhaust fan in the vent slowly stopped rotating. Song Heping pulled out the knife and inserted it into the edge of the vent fan, prying it up with force.

The ventilation equipment here was installed quite roughly, and Song Heping pried up one corner of the ventilation fan without much effort.

The entire fan is actually stuck on and then tamped down with something. There are no screws. It feels as easy as prying open a flat tire.

This is a processing plant built after converting a cave. In a place like Afghanistan, it is impossible to require too sophisticated craftsmanship.

Song Heping grabbed the raised ventilation fan and pulled it hard.

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Dust and sand fell down, pulling the fan down with it.

Song Heping threw the ventilation fan on the ground, stretched out his hand to signal Mist to hand him the emergency light, and then turned on the emergency light and shone it into the ventilation duct.

This ventilation duct continues to extend upwards, but it seems to get narrower as it goes up.

"grass!"

Song Heping's heart suddenly sank.

If it is too narrow, it means you can't climb out at all and will be stuck in the middle.

Are you really going to die here today?

"what happened?"

Mist stood at the table, looking up and asking with concern, "What's the problem?"

"This passage gets narrower as we go up. I don't think the three of us can climb out!"

Mister suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

At this time, there was another sound of banging on the door.

"Fortunately, they haven't found the heavy machine gun yet..."

Mist wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Are we going to die here today?"

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Song Heping was still holding the lamp to illuminate the ventilation duct.

There seemed to be a shadow about five meters away from the beam.

This caught Song Heping's attention.

There are shadows, either the cave wall is uneven or there is something recessed there.

Song Heping raised the lamp above his head and reached into the cave.

This shot finally illuminated that location, and Song Heping suddenly felt his blood rushing and became excited.

"There's a hole about four or five meters high, running horizontally!"

Song Heping bit the emergency light and said to Mist, "I'll climb up first. You stay here and watch. If you see me get in, it means someone can get in."

Mist was delighted at first, but then immediately became worried. "Where does that horizontal passage lead to? Can people pass through? If it can't, we'll all be stuck inside, unable to get in or out, waiting to be killed by a grenade..."

Song Heping was now extremely anxious and could not bear to hear this guy say such cold words, so he said coldly: "Then you just stay here and wait for them to blow open the door with heavy machine guns, then come in and take you out to slowly torture you to death, and finally cut off your head. I am not waiting to die here!"

After saying that, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Lao Mi. He jumped up with the emergency light in his mouth and supported his elbows on the wall of the cave.

I have to say, an ordinary person would definitely not be able to hold on if he tried to do this.

Fortunately, Song Heping is a former special forces soldier, so his arm strength is certainly no problem. "Lao Mi, come over and give me a push!"

Mist quickly climbed onto the table and came over to help him push, and Song Heping easily climbed into the vertical ventilation duct.

He leaned against the wall of the cave and said, "Lao Mi, you will come in last later. Rabbani will go in first and you can help him."

Mist cursed: "FUCK, I'm your teammate!"

Song Heping said, "When you finally went in, couldn't you bring a chair over to raise your head?!"

Mister was speechless: "..."

When he was with Song Heping, he was always the loser when they argued.

Song Heping walked carefully through the narrow and dark passage, as if every step was stepping into an unknown territory.

What exactly is waiting for me ahead?
Is that horizontal ventilation duct accessible?

Is it the same as this passage, where it becomes narrower and narrower as you go in and becomes impossible to pass through?

A series of questions flashed through my mind.

But now is not the time to think about these things.

When Song Heping was undergoing training, the instructor once said that no matter how capable a person is, he still needs some luck.

Because experience and expertise may not solve all problems. At some special critical moments, luck often determines victory or failure.

Song Heping remembered what the blind fortune teller in the village had said to him.

He said that he would be very lucky when he grew up and his future would be limitless.

Then let's just assume what he said is true.

Listen to good words, and treat bad words as superstition.

He kept giving himself psychological hints, telling himself that he would succeed! He would succeed! There is always a way out!
The corridor was eerily quiet.

Song Heping could even hear his own heartbeat and breathing echoing in the silent passage, and every beat seemed to remind him of his existence.

He bit down on the emergency light, its beam flickering in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead for him.

About forty seconds later, he crawled to the front of the horizontal ventilation duct entrance.

He quickly pointed the emergency light at the cave entrance and shone it inside.

The scene before him almost made him open his mouth and scream like the crow in the fable.

In front is a passage that is even more spacious than this vertical vent!

He felt his head starting to heat up and the temperature was rising rapidly. This was a physiological reaction caused by the blood rushing to the head.

After slightly adjusting his posture, Song Heping moved forward and finally got in.

This horizontal ventilation duct is actually one meter wide!

The room was spacious enough for Song Heping to prop up his body slightly, and the previous feeling of being cramped was gone.

Looking ahead, wherever the light reaches, there is a channel with a diameter of about one meter.

Look at the cave wall here, it is naturally formed.

The previous vertical ventilation channel was man-made, which shows that there was already a cave here, but the people of the Revolutionary Brigade made some modifications based on this cave.

Maybe it was built during the Soviet invasion, or maybe it was newly built.

But none of this matters!
It doesn't matter anymore!
The most important thing is that there is a way out!

He felt an unprecedented sense of relief and joy.

"Lao Mi, come up quickly. This passage is very long and wide. I think we can find the exit!"

He called out to Mist and Rabbani loudly, then continued to crawl forward.

The only thing to worry about now is whether there are any snakes in the passage.

Encountering a snake in a narrow tunnel is such bad luck - it's extremely unlucky!
It took about two more minutes for Rabbani and Mist to come up.

With every passing second, Song Heping, who was in the passage, felt tremendous pressure.

If the door was kicked open before anyone had completely escaped and left, the guards from the revolutionary brigade would definitely discover the hole quickly.

Just throwing a grenade here is enough to hurt three people.

Sure enough, luck also matters on the battlefield.

When Mist and Rabbani came up, there seemed to be no movement in the loading workshop below.

Song Heping felt that he should thank the worker who built the door for making it of such good quality.

If not, I would definitely die here in a few days.

The three continued to climb along the horizontal passage.

Song Heping could smell the stench of sweat on his body, as well as the sweat dripping into the dirt.

Finally, after climbing forty meters, Song Heping suddenly found that there was no way forward!
"Why did it stop?!"

When Song Heping stopped, Mist behind him realized that something was wrong.

Song Heping said: "There is no way forward!"

"Damn it! How could this happen!"

Mist started pounding the floor.

Song Heping climbed forward and took a photo at the end of the passage. He found that it was not true that there was no road.

There is a road.

At the end there is a passage above and a passage below.

Song Heping took a picture of the passage above.

After seeing it clearly, my heart skipped a beat and almost jumped out of my chest.

It was the same as the passage in the loading room before, getting narrower as you went up, and it was impossible to climb out.

He could only look down at the cave entrance, hoping for a miracle to happen.

Because according to the general direction, the downward passage must lead back to the processing plant.

After finally climbing out, you want to go back?

Isn't this like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

"Laomi, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

He turned around, smiled bitterly and said to Mist: "We have to make a choice."

　Asking for a monthly ticket! Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)