At the bottom of the wet well, after Carlo dug out all the wet yellow sand in the central pit at the bottom of the well, the three of them, who had barely rested all night, stood aside and waited for a full half hour, but the mouth of the bowl was too big. There is only a thin layer of water in the stone pit. This water may be enough for one person to struggle to survive here, but it is definitely not enough for the seven of them to survive, and it is not enough to support them following the simple hand-drawn map. Return to their respective camps. As for holding a birthday party, don't even think about it.
Sending all the belongings left by the last British pilot who crashed here out of the well, Carlo tried to pry the large rocks at the bottom of the well with his bayonet, but in vain, even his bayonet was pried off. The tips were broken, but the stones remained motionless.
Throwing away the bayonet, Carlo said impatiently, "If we want to get enough water, we must dig out these stones."
"If we want to dig out these stones, Our steel helmets alone are not enough."
Weiran knocked the wet rock under his feet with his steel helmet, "We need a big enough hammer and steel drill, and we also need enough time. "
"Or there are enough explosives"
Carlo calculated, "We also have a few grenades, they should be able to explode these rocks, but it is difficult to guarantee that they will not explode. Collapse of the shaft wall."
"Maybe it's not that troublesome." Reporter Pell raised his head, "How about that anti-aircraft gun? We can use that anti-aircraft gun to smash these rocks."
"Use it?" Carlo looked at the former, "How to do it?"
"Let's go up first." After speaking, Pell raised his head and shouted, "Paneton, please pull us up!"
p>"No problem!" After hearing this, Panetong, who was guarding the wellhead, immediately started his three-wheeled motorcycle, pulled the rope, and pulled Wei Ran and others out of the bottom of the well one by one.
Under the gaze of everyone, Pell started the truck and drove to the edge of the wellhead. Then he called on everyone, including Harry, to help him move the anti-aircraft gun he insisted on bringing over from the carriage. Come out and install on the tripod stand.
"What are you going to do next?" Carlo asked as he helped move down the only two boxes of ammunition.
"Help me put it to the edge of the well," Pell said as he lowered the anti-aircraft gun mounted on the tripod and suspended the entire gunnery inside the wellhead.
"Panetong, use the wheels of the truck to hold down the tripod." With the help of Carlo and Weiyan, Pell shouted, struggling to hold the anti-aircraft gun from tipping into the well.
After hearing this, Panetong quickly fell into the truck that was not turned off at all. He drove the car and carefully pressed the downed tripod with the front tire on the side of the cab.
Trying to loosen the tightly held anti-aircraft gun, Pell breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then we also need to use ropes to pull the anti-aircraft gun in the other two directions of the well to prevent it from messing up when firing. Akira."
"How did you come up with this idea?" Carlo asked in surprise.
“This is not what I came up with”
Reporter Pell explained with a smile, “I once interviewed an engineering unit. When they were digging a tunnel, they were temporarily short of blasting. We have done this before, but the caliber of the artillery they used was slightly larger."
"88 mm?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.
"How is that possible! It will definitely collapse!" Pell quickly shook his head and explained, "It's a 37mm little guy. Although it's a waste of ammunition, the digging speed is really fast. Okay, let's do it now Try it!"
As he said that, Pell had already thrown one of the ropes to Wei Ran, and he tied the other rope to the three-wheeled motorcycle not far away.
Everything was ready. Pyle signaled Weiyan and Carlo to tighten the rope. He himself hid in the cargo compartment of the truck and pulled the thin rope tied to the trigger.
For a time, the fine sound of anti-aircraft guns, amplified by the well, almost deafened everyone's ears, and the blue smoke coming out of the well mouth also steamed up in the morning sun. .
In an instant, a 12-round bullet was emptied. Pell, who looked excited, rubbed his buzzing ears and quickly took out a second bullet from the box to replace it. at the same time, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Maybe I should join the air defense company and become a soldier. This thing is much more exciting to use than a camera!"
"Yes! You can use this thing to... The air defense company dug a well!" Carlo joked, dumbfounded.
"When I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely try the 88mm. Hello everyone! Tighten it up!" Pell said in a voice, and had already pulled the string tied to the trigger again. Suddenly, the gun rumbled. The sound broke into everyone's ears again.
It wasn't until an entire box of ammunition was emptied that Pell, who had had enough fun, signaled Panetong to drive the truck away, and then everyone pulled the heavy anti-aircraft gun aside.
Patiently waiting for the smoke in the well to dissipate, Wei Ran and others immediately lowered to the bottom of the well along the rope tied to the truck bed.
In addition to broken bullet casings and exploding warheads all over the ground, the rocks at the bottom of the well had already been torn apart. What surprised everyone even more was that when the three-wheeled motorcycle lights above their heads lit up, among the rubble, You can also see obvious reflections!
“I didn’t expect this method to actually work!”
Carlo took off the helmet on his head, scooped up a mixture of gravel, shell casings, broken warheads and sewage and poured it into the into the iron bucket that just hung down above his head.
Soon, Wei Ran and Pell, as well as Harry who came down later, also joined in the process of clearing the rubble. As buckets of stones were sent above their heads, everyone was surprised to find that there was a layer of sand filled with water under the stones.
After everyone used steel helmets to clean up the gravel and sand, a patch of yellow reflection appeared on the bottom of the water illuminated by the motorcycle lights!
Pell bent down and picked up a piece of reflective material from the sandy bottom and wiped it on his clothes.Then he said with a smile, "It seems that we have found a treasure, and those rocks just now are not naturally occurring. I guess they were stones taken from the nearby stone mountain and deliberately thrown in."
"Perhaps it is more accurate to say that the murder scene"
Carlo took out a rusty scimitar from the bottom of the water, and then picked up a broken mandible, "Some people I died here for these gold coins."
Wei Ran also took out a gold coin from the cold well water that was about to submerge his feet, and then discovered that this thing was exactly the one named Herbert. The same kind of gold coin shown in the video when the archaeologist approached him with the oil barrel.
So this is how this thing came about? Wei Ran muttered to himself, and simply did not express an opinion, but quietly watched the development of the situation.
"Pick up all the gold coins!"
Pell threw the gold coins in his hand into the helmet, and then placed the helmet on the stone aside, "Compared to these gold coins, This water is the most precious thing. When we go up, we can divide the gold coins."
"Indeed, at least for now, this water is enough for us to drink, but we'd better drink it. Clean up the bottom of the well, Mussolini’s ass is disgusting enough, I don’t want to drink soup made from ancient bones." After saying that, Carlo also put the gold coins in his hand, Wei Ran and the prisoners. Together with Harry, they threw the helmets into the helmet in no particular order.
The interrupted excavation and cleaning work continued. When the sand, gravel and gold coins at the bottom of the well were all cleaned up, a small spring hidden in the stone cracks in the corner was finally dug out. out. According to the speed of this spring, perhaps half of the well can be filled in just one night.
Since water resources are so abundant, people no longer cherish the dirty water under their feet that is mixed with a large amount of sand, gravel and possibly ancient bones, and is stepped on by everyone. He simply carried it out in a tin bucket and cleaned the rock layer at the bottom of the well. Finally, when they had enough to drink from the small spring, they filled up their water bottles and were pulled up along the rope by the Panetong tricycle at the mouth of the well.
While water was slowly accumulating at the bottom of the well, Carlo and Per called everyone, including Harry, into the bed of the truck.
Carlo looked at the time on his watch. It was already past ten in the morning. It took almost a whole day to dig this dry well that was filled with sand since yesterday. This speed is not unpleasant, but at the same time, everyone is exhausted to the limit, and the skin on their palms has already been worn out.
He glanced around at the exhausted people and the two injured people holding water bottles and drinking water. Carlo grabbed a handful of gold coins from the helmet, let them clang and fall into the helmet again, and said with a smile, "It's not bad. Not only did we find water, but we also found some ancient gold coins. If everyone No objection, let’s level these gold coinsHow about a birthday party for Mr. Pierre and Mr. Pell? "
"No objection, of course we have no objection! "Panetong was the first to say.
"What about you? "Karl looked around at everyone, including the captive Harry, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.
The German reporter Pell, who had been secretly staring at the captive Harry, frowned slightly, and then relaxed. Unfolding it, as if nothing happened, he raised the camera and pointed it at everyone and pressed the shutter.
Seeing that everyone had no objections, Carlo poured the gold coins in the helmet into a bag originally used for it. In the wooden box containing ammunition, he simply divided the coins and said, "There are not many gold coins. There are only 22 in total. There are also some gold nuggets with beautiful patterns printed on them. Let me see... There are only a total of gold nuggets. 8 pieces. It seems that no matter how we divide them, there will be one more gold coin and one more gold nugget. It just so happens that two people have birthdays today, why not give the extra as a gift to Pierre and Mr. Pell? "
"How about leaving the extra gold nuggets and gold coins in the well? "
Reporter Pell suddenly said, "If we are all still alive after the war, how about coming back here to decide who should own the gold nuggets and gold coins? "
"I have no objection," Pierre, who had recovered from his fever and regained consciousness, joked weakly, "Even for that gold coin and that gold nugget, I will work hard to survive until the end of the war. ”