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The usually peaceful Zhuping Village is now bustling with activity. An engineering battalion from the Corps of Engineers has been stationed there for ten days. Five sets of loudspeakers are calling the names of the archaeological team and search team around the clock.
Guo Nanbei stood in the activity room of the village committee with a livid face, unable to do anything, while Jiang Yihan was coordinating the air-ground liaison officer to guide the helicopter to land.
The village party secretary Lao Luo Tou, who had been occupied by a dove, was squatting at the door of the activity room, holding a large porcelain vat and drinking tea. The tea Guo Nanbei gave him was the best tea Lao Luo Tou had ever tasted. He kept brewing it until the taste was gone. Reluctant to change.
Old Luo Tou knew that the team that entered the mountain before were all Guo Nanbei's soldiers. These people had been out of touch for almost twenty days. In Old Luo Tou's memory, it was as if those young men set out yesterday.
The heavy fog in the mountains showed no sign of dissipating, and the cause of the incident was very simple. The day after the search team led by Chu Nanfei set out, an almost unrecognizable body soaked in water was washed down the stream. Damn the women washing vegetables by the creek.
After everyone identified the body, it was found that the body was Chen Dafa, the third son of the old Chen family. Chen Dafa, who was previously encouraged by Ma Decai to follow the archaeological team into the mountains as a porter, and walked across the mountains and ridges all day long, was dead, so wouldn't the rest of them be vicious? Too much luck? After reporting the reports at all levels, the police who were eager to see what Lao Luo was looking for did not come. Instead, a troop came, and the scale of this troop became larger and larger. Roads were built even if there were no roads before. The howling steel monster disappeared overnight. A large hole was opened in the mountain, and the constant flow of military vehicles turned Zhuping Village into a large military camp.
Jiang Yihan returned to the temporary headquarters. When Guo Nanbei saw Jiang Yihan's expression, he knew that sending people into the thick fog to search for the third time would definitely be in vain.
At least I didn¡¯t lose myself! This is Guo Nanbei¡¯s final comment on the three searches.
Looking at the photos taken by aerial reconnaissance, Guo Nanbei really wanted to throw an incendiary bomb into the thick fog to burn it away. Chu Nanfei had experienced hundreds of battles and defeated the Bull Demon King with his life, how could he come out? Such a moth? The search team responsible for searching was also lost?
Guo Nanbei glanced at the telecommunications staff who were busy. Almost all the telecommunications staff did not dare to look at Guo Nanbei. They had been calling the search frequency for almost ten days. Not only did they lose the radio frequency of the search team, but also the frequency of the previous archaeological team. Lost too? Now almost all telecommunications personnel have only one idea, to restore communication as soon as possible, even if it is the damn 1091 death frequency, because Guo Nanbei's eyes are almost cannibalistic.
What Guo Nanbei regrets very much is that he agreed to the request of Ouyang Na, the daughter of his old comrade-in-arms, to accompany the team. He originally thought that with Chu Nanfei there, there would be no problems. In addition, he was just to support the archaeological team. As for Peach Blossom Spring and the Kingdom of Eternity, Guo Nanbei Didn't take it to heart at all.
Because, in Guo Nanbei's eyes, those are all nonsense. The abyss is an abyss, and there are so many myths and legends in China that they cannot be compared at all. If there is no myth or legend that requires sending people to thoroughly investigate the origin, I am afraid everything will be in trouble. No need to do it.
To a certain extent, Guo Nanbei quite agrees with some of Chu Nanfei's views. Crisis response and handling is not about proactive search. Many relics and legends that have been annihilated by history are completely lost, especially those mysterious prehistoric civilizations and foreign civilizations. Every excavation of ruins is no less than opening a Pandora's box. There is not much that humans can do. To constantly open Pandora's box for various reasons in order to satisfy the so-called curiosity is to commit suicide.
It has been twenty days since Chu Nanfei lost contact. The rescue teams sent continuously into the thick fog were almost unable to move forward. Some encountered the airtight thorn forest and some encountered bottomless cliffs. The last team entered The thick fog receded in just five minutes. The entire team was in ragged clothes. Not only had all the supplies they carried been used up, it was said that they hadn't had a bite to eat in three days?
Guo Nanbei saw them entering the thick fog five minutes ago, but the people who came out five minutes later seemed to have gone through all kinds of difficulties?
For this reason, Xiao Weidong, the person in charge of Zhang Hongwei's research project, also arrived at Zhuping Village immediately. Only then did Guo Nanbei clearly understand that Zhang Hongwei was not a historian, but an expert in quantum research in physical space. History Mysticism and occultism are his personal hobbies. It can be said that Zhang Hongwei's life, in addition to studying physical quantum theory that cannot be verified at this stage, has been studying some ethereal things recorded in unofficial history.
At that time, the discovery of the remains of the Mo clan and the severed limbs of unknown creatures were related to the so-called Peach Blossom Spring, so most researchers were cautious and skeptical about this, because everyone knew very well what the final result of this kind of groundless investigation and research would be. There is no result. Even if there is a result with good luck, considering various factors and confidentiality regulations, the possibility of final publication of the paper will be determined.Allowing Xiao Weidong to speak human language, Guo Nanbei patiently asked for advice: "Can Director Xiao speak more clearly?"
"Is this a natural phenomenon? The old party secretary said that there will be such a heavy fog every few decades, and some strange things will happen at the same time?" Xiao Weidong was stunned by Jiang Yihan's question.
"Does this heavy fog happen regularly? How is this possible? What we are facing is just an ordinary natural phenomenon." Xiao Weidong categorically rejected the possibility raised by Jiang Yihan.
Guo Nanbei looked at the wall of fog across the stream that refused to cross the thunder pond and asked doubtfully: "Director Xiao, do you really think this is a natural phenomenon?"
Guo Nanbei¡¯s educational level was negligible to Xiao Weidong¡¯s. Jiang Yihan, a college student, majored in infantry command, so he confidently said: ¡°It¡¯s definitely a natural phenomenon!¡±
Guo Nanbei nodded with satisfaction: "Chief of Staff Jiang, I order the fourth search team to set off immediately and bring Director Xiao with them. If you have anything you don't understand, ask Director Xiao directly."
Jiang Yihan smiled slightly: "Yes!"
Xiao Weidong was not allowed to comment. The two soldiers directly helped Xiao Weidong and left. Xiao Weidong, who was struggling desperately, realized the essence of the problem this time, which was that the scholar could not explain clearly when encountering soldiers, and he had been presenting facts and theories to Guo Nanbei. .
"If there is a heavy rain, will the fog disperse?" Guo Nanbei's sudden thought made Jiang Yihan stunned?
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