Chapter 135: Underground Facilities

Chi Chi Chi's high-speed water flow suddenly stopped.

"What happened?"

"When the water storage is depleted, and it can't get back to the surface, it can't be replenished."

"Pour in the water we drink ourselves."

The high-speed water flow of chi chi chi sounded again and then stopped again.

"What happened again?"

"The water blasting was exhausted and the cutting capacity was greatly reduced."

"Can it be recycled?"

"Under the current conditions, it is very difficult."

"We still have some explosives that Katerina got, can I use it?"

"You can try."

The drilling machine was lifted up, and after buzzing, several deep holes appeared in the construction tunnel. A small amount of C4 explosive was stuffed into the deep hole, the detonating electrode was inserted, and a long wire was drawn out for more than 20 meters. There was a muffled sound after the detonation, and everyone carefully returned to the end of the tunnel.

"Don't worry, the structure here is very strong, and the tunnel will not collapse. When the US government built it in the last century, it was to resist nuclear bomb attacks."

"How far is it from the air-raid shelter?"

"About one to two meters."

"Increase the amount of explosives."

So the blasting was carried out again, and after several bangs, a large amount of rubble blocked the passage.

"Ahem, ahem..., damn it! Get a shovel, we have to remove these broken stones."

The tunnel is narrow, and the working surface can only accommodate one person to work at most. Whether it was Minsk, the butcher, or even David Lawrence, it was inconvenient. Only Zhou Qingfeng, who was the smallest, could spread his hands and feet, and he could only use his strength and strength to shovel gravel.

It took two to three hours to do this, and the air in the narrow tunnel was not smooth, and Zhou Qingfeng soon became profusely sweating. Minsk had to use a blower to ventilate Zhou Qingfeng with the help of a flexible water pipe for fire extinguishing.

"Hahaha..., this is much cooler." Zhou Qingfeng, who was sweating all over his body, had already taken off only a pair of underpants for the convenience of work. The hose blows right behind his ass, chilling his balls.

Several big men were also dirty, covered in wet mud and dust, wearing helmets and holding a lamp, their faces were dusty. Listening to Zhou Qingfeng laughing at himself, they all laughed with a headache in their backs.

"Victor, I see your ass. Those fags would love your ass."

"Butcher, you are going to die!"

"I also think Victor is in good shape, just a little worse than me."

"David, I'm much more handsome than you."

"Yeah, the diao is as big as a donkey. Girls from our hometown in Ukraine like this kind of man."

"Minsk, you have learned badly too."

"Hahaha……."

In the hot and humid closed environment, a group of elders could only tease each other to relieve the pressure. While waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to clear away the gravel on the working face, he stood up straight and kicked at the opposite stone wall.

Under the explosive power five or six times that of ordinary people, a hole was kicked open in the last thin stone wall, and a particularly cool and stale air gushed out from the hole.

"Victor, come back quickly." Minsk shouted from behind.

Zhou Qingfeng turned around and ran like a rabbit. God knows what's behind the cave wall, so he better be careful.

The blower stepped forward again, and after more than ten minutes of ventilation, several big men squeezed up together, turned a few iron picks a few times, and the hole was enlarged enough for one person to pass through.

When the strong flashlight shone into the back of the cave wall, Zhou Qingfeng discovered that they had broken through the wall of a large warehouse. There are a mountain of wooden boxes in the warehouse, but judging from the shape of the wooden boxes, it seems that no one has visited here for more than half a century.

"Look, the canned meat produced in 1963 is the property of the U.S. Army." David Lawrence shone a bright flashlight on a large wooden box,

Text and barcodes are clearly printed on it.

Zhou Qingfeng walked into the quiet and dark warehouse wearing a gas mask. After confirming that there was no danger from above, he waved to his companions and shouted: "Come in, everyone! We are the only ones here, no one else."

"There are blankets here, look at the box that says 'for use only after being attacked by the enemy'."

"And the biscuits. Hell! The biscuits would be my grandfather's age. Made in 1962, 'Civil Defense, for emergency use.'"

"There's distilled water from 1957, medicine. My God, are these things still usable?"

"It's theoretically possible, for example, those foods are completely edible. You must know that the US military during World War II ate corned beef from the Civil War in 1865, but don't expect them to be delicious."

A group of people wandered in the warehouse that had been dusty for at least half a century, as if they had walked into the Grand View Garden of History. It was not until more than ten minutes later that Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed: "Hey, where is the exit of this warehouse? We are not here to find these antique cans."

"The exit is here." Minsk found an iron door, and he immediately ordered his men to bring all kinds of broken equipment over with the "walker" machine.

The iron door is very thick, but it cannot withstand the damage of the electric welding torch. In less than half an hour, a big hole appeared on the iron gate. Zhou Qingfeng and his team filed out and continued to search the underground civil defense facility.

The basement of the police headquarters has been almost hollowed out, and there are a large number of warehouses here. In addition to food, everyone also found dozens of trucks from decades ago, old-fashioned diesel generators, and even a well-equipped hospital. Of course, the equipment in the underground hospital is outdated, and all the medicines are out of date.

"This place is so nice, I don't even want to leave."

"Look, there is still a barracks here, and the iron beds are still very strong."

"Yes, although the facilities here are very old, they are very complete. Look at this big water purifier, which can directly purify water from deep wells."

"But we still have to leave, because we can't stay underground forever."

"Yes, what a pity!"

A group of people sneaked around and finally entered a much smaller underground parking lot.

"Oh..., we finally found the right place." Zhou Qingfeng broke through the last dusty iron door and saw a row of neatly parked modern vehicles. It felt like he had traveled back decades ago.

"It's a Dodge 'Charger' 2025, oh... a model of American muscle car. Three hundred and seventy horsepower, strong power, six seconds to 100 kilometers, and it comes with armor and a solid crash bar, Information equipment, specially designed to deal with the deteriorating law and order situation in New York. The only trouble is..., it is fully electric, where can we charge it in the future?"

When it comes to vehicles, the men are very enthusiastic, and several people gathered around the standard police car of the New York Police Department to express their opinions.

"It doesn't matter, there's always electricity. There's more than two dozen Dodge Chargers here. I think we can drive them all away."

"I think we're getting more than just a normal police car, look at this..., MRAP, Mine Anti-Mine Ambush Vehicle, decommissioned US military equipment, weighs eighteen tons, has solid armor, super power, and has a machine gun turret.

The American police keep throwing it in the garage because it's too big, but that's what I've always wanted. With it, who are we afraid of? The Zetas gang is a fart! "

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