There was a wooden door under the feet of the few people standing together, and the hollow echo of gentle knocking could confirm all this, just as Malashenko had guessed.
"What's down here? What's in it?"
Facing Malashenko's quiet opening again, Igokov, who had been extremely calm just now and looked leisurely and contented, seemed to be a completely different person at this moment.
The entire facial expression seemed to be lost in thought, as if his buttocks were on fire. Even the hastily given answer to Malashenko looked full of panic.
"Yes...it's a cellar, just a cellar. The cellar where we store food."
"Well, a cellar... just a cellar?"
This time, Malashenko's questions became more questioning and even a bit ridiculing. Igokov, who knew that something was definitely wrong with his state at this moment, was still pretending to be calm.
"Yes... yes, it's just a cellar. There are some dishes stored in it for the winter. There's nothing surprising about it."
"Well, that's it."
Malashenko showed an expression of "I see", and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it, but the words and actions that followed frightened Igokov out of his wits on the spot.
"Come here and let some people open this cellar! Act quickly!"
What!?
He stared blankly at Malashenko in front of him with an expression of shock and fear. The moment he heard this, only one thought flashed through Igokov's heart and mind: I'm afraid he may not be finished this time.
Got it!
"Go away! Stay there and don't block the road! Do you want to take a shot? Ah!?"
The soldiers of the Combat Engineer Battalion, who had received the order from the division commander, would not be polite to a group of bandits. They rushed up like a meteor and were immediately followed by a rain of rifle butt blows, punches and kicks, which made most of the bandits still unclear.
They howled incessantly.
After clearing the crowd standing on the wooden board, several soldiers then threw their AKs behind their backs, put their hands on the ground and started groping.
Drink loudly.
"I'll count to three, two, one, let's work hard together!"
"Three, two, one, up!!!"
"Drink!!!"
"ah!!!"
Crunch——
This is a very thick and heavy board. Malashenko probably took a look and realized that it was at least five centimeters thick, and it was solid! It was edged with iron sheets and reinforced with nails. It was definitely a carefully prepared piece.
The heavy wooden boards that were later placed here, can ordinary people use this kind of thing in the cellar that can even prevent small-caliber bullets?
Needless to say, this so-called vegetable cellar must be unusual and hide some secrets.
"Comrade Commander, it's open! The entrance to the cave is very big, and there is no light inside. Do you want to go down and have a look?"
All the loose soil covering the wooden cover had been thrown aside. Four soldiers who worked together to lift the cover of the vegetable cellar gathered around, waiting for the order from the comrade division commander.
Malashenko did not hesitate much, nor did he choose to let several soldiers go down to the vegetable cellar immediately. Instead, he walked to the edge of the vegetable cellar and squatted down.
"flashlight."
"Here, Comrade Commander, here it is for you."
Malashenko took the flashlight handed over by the soldier and pressed the button. He shined directly at the backlight of the vegetable cellar entrance and saw what was hidden behind the darkness at a glance: it was indeed a pile of mountains.
Potato.
However, there must be something else in this huge vegetable cellar, and this pile of potatoes that looks like a hill must not be all there is.
Squatting at the upper air vent of the cellar, you can feel the cool breeze blowing from the vegetable cellar. The air flow is very slow, but you can definitely feel the cool breeze coming.
After confirming that there must be a vent underneath the vegetable cellar, Malashenko gave up his last worry. Since there was a vent, he didn't have to worry about being suffocated to death by the poisonous gas produced by the rotten and fermented vegetables.
It's time to go down and see for yourself what's hidden in this weird vegetable cellar.
"Get ready, we have to go down and take a look, follow me..."
Before Malashenko could finish his words, Varosha, who had arrived beside the division commander at some point, suddenly took action, stopped Malashenko's unfinished order, and then took over the words.
Quan Qingyan spoke up.
"Let me lead the team, comrade division commander. The situation below is unknown. You are the division commander. You cannot become a death squad leader and go down personally first. How should I explain to comrade the political commissar what went wrong?"
"...."
The true meaning of what Varosha wanted to express could be read from the look in their eyes. Malashenko 1, who did not intend to insist on this matter, grinned and nodded in response to Varosha.
"I'll listen to you this time, but you can't go down first. If something happens to you, who will lead the infantry regiment?"
It is not difficult for Varosha and Malashenko to understand what each other wants to express. At this time, no one has any need to continue fighting.
Finally, when Sanming, as the vanguard warrior, jumped down from the edge of the vegetable cellar, and after landing on his feet, came a reply from the surrounding safety, Varosha, who was also squatting by the vegetable cellar waiting with an AK in hand, looked again
To Malashenko.
"It's my turn, Comrade Commander, wait for my news!"
"Well, be more careful! If something goes wrong, just open fire. The most important thing is to protect yourself first!"
This time, Malashenko did not stop Varosha. Instead, after repeated reminders, he watched the agile Varosha jump straight down the edge of the vegetable cellar.
"A lot of vegetables, and some jars! There may be meat stored in them! The entrance to the cave is safe. Comrade Commander, you can come down now!"
The only person in the division who can control Malashenko is comrade political commissar, and now that comrade political commissar is not here, Varosha has never thought that he can order comrade division commander to stay and prevent him from coming down.
Just thinking about it with a person with a normal IQ will tell you that it is impossible.
Therefore, the best Varosha can do within his ability is to try his best to protect Malashenko's personal safety after he comes down. Varosha, who went down first, is holding the steel gun in his hand tightly and is ready for everything.
In his hand was an AK temporarily requisitioned from a soldier on the side, and in his waist were the last two full magazines that he had picked up from the soldiers. Having made the final preparations, Malashenko just followed Valo.
The sand passed through the track and he jumped down, reaching a height of more than three meters and almost four meters. The moment he fell, he felt his feet shake.