As the fat man spoke, he ran up to the stone platform.
This time, the eight sparrows didn't stop him!
Huzi and Little Mute also walked up.
I looked through the darkness to the bottom of the mountain, where the sound of the train whistle came from.
In the darkness, there is a mystery!
But I could faintly see that a thick evil spirit was rising into the sky!
I was suddenly shocked. This evil energy was so heavy that I had never seen it in my life. This was no longer a simple stream or a group of evil energy, but countless evil spirits condensed together to form a tide in the sky!
My mouth opened wide and my eyes fell on the mountain peak. The sound of the train's whistle reminded me of the little devil.
In these deep mountains and old forests, trains can only appear in the underground fortresses built by the Japanese. Looking at the scale, they seem to have hollowed out a mountain. I don’t know how much manpower, financial and material resources were spent in the first place!
When I think of these, it is the history of blood and tears of the Chinese people!
Ever since these little devils started the war, they had never been able to go back. They were ambitious and wanted to annex the entire land of China, and even rule the entire Southeast Asia. For this reason, they were well prepared for a long war, and these underground fortresses served as later resource supplies.
, naturally it took a lot of effort.
The fact was just as I had guessed. In just a few breaths, two green lights lit up in the darkness, flickering and extinguishing like will-o'-the-wisps.
Only when the yin energy is strong enough to reach a point where yin and yang are out of control, the lights will change color. It seems that things in the mountains are really not simple.
I frowned and stared at the two green lights. Between the two lights was a huge oval-shaped hole, and a metal gate was erected in front of the hole!
It seems that this should be the exit of the tunnel, because there are railroad tracks on the ground that extend into the distance.
And the sound of the train just now came from this tunnel. These little devils actually built the track into the ancient city of Fenghuang.
Because of the existence of the lights, even Fatty and the others could see it. After all, these two green lights were too conspicuous in the dark night.
"Yangzi, isn't this the little devil's fortress?" the fat man asked.
"Who else could be there besides these little devils? I didn't expect them to hollow out a mountain!" Huzi said coldly.
The old sparrow jumped on the totem pole.
"Sure enough, the evil ghost army actually woke up early!"
As its voice fell, a muffled sound suddenly came from the tunnel entrance. Although the distance was not close, it still clearly reached our ears in this late night.
The heavy iron door was slowly opened, and a fierce wind swept out from inside like a beast coming out of the gate, blowing the trees on both sides of the tunnel to the point of falling. In the distant mountains and forests, large groups of birds seemed to be fleeing for their lives.
Flying into the night sky, running lifelessly towards the distance.
We all held our breath at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn.
After a brief silence, uniform footsteps sounded in the tunnel.
Bahba bahba...
Amidst the sound of footsteps, a fully armed formation of a hundred people slowly walked out of the tunnel.
I recognized at a glance that this was the regular army of the Japanese invaders. The equipment was extremely easy to identify. They were worn woolen cold-proof clothes and 18-style steel helmets. Especially the 38-type helmet on their shoulders. I could tell them at a glance.
, the bright bayonet flashed strangely under the green light.
The team of little devils are well-trained, their steps are neat and their movements are uniform, and they carry a monstrous aura as soon as they appear.
As they slowly walked out of the tunnel, the green lights on both sides of the tunnel suddenly became a little brighter, and actually emitted a faint blue light.
The light shone on their faces, adding a bit of coldness and gloominess, as if they were an army of the undead crawling out of hell!
The formation stopped after walking about ten meters and stood neatly on the railway, as motionless as statues, as if waiting for something!
A few of us looked towards the depths of the tunnel entrance in unison.
In about a few seconds, a tall figure slowly walked out of it. It was a Japanese officer with a samurai sword slung across his body. The evil aura all over his body was as thick as ink.
This Japanese officer must have killed many people. Under my eyes, a faint red light appeared on the katana in his hand.
Killing a hundred people with the sword will reveal the evil spirit, killing a thousand people will reveal the red light!
This turned out to be a massacre of thousands of people! This little devil must be very powerful!
My face became gloomier little by little, because those he killed were all our Chinese compatriots.
The Japanese officer walked to the back of the team and stopped, thrust the katana in his hand into the ground, pressed the handle of the knife with both hands, and then slowly turned his head to look in our direction.
Under the illumination of the light, it was a withered and ulcerated face, with the skin on the right half of the face rotting away, revealing the black teeth inside, which looked disgusting and terrifying.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and showed a weird smile, cruel and bloodthirsty. He raised his hand, slowly pulled out the katana in his hand, and swung it towards us. "
My face turned extremely cold.
Bai Qi killed ten thousand people and entered the underworld. His evil spirit was so strong that even the King of Hell did not dare to neglect him.
The little devil in front of you can kill a thousand people, so you can imagine how powerful he must be!
What's more, he also has an army of hundreds of ghosts!
Many people may not know how big the gap between the death ratio between the enemy and ourselves was during the war of aggression.
If we really faced them, we basically had no chance of winning. I knew this very well, because I knew that the little Japanese's fighting ability was absolutely formidable, especially their ability to fight with bayonets. Not even the original American soldiers could match it.
When these little devils are alive, their individual abilities are very outstanding. Even after they die, they will retain their fighting power. It can be said that each of them is a vicious ghost!
If this situation had happened at any time in the past, I would have turned around and left without hesitation.
But at this moment, I stood firmly in place.
Because what I stand under my feet is our own land!
At this time, the old sparrow finally spoke, "This is your opponent!"
As it said that, it turned to look at me.
"Are you scared?"
I smiled and said nothing.
"Don't worry, as a descendant of the Fengniao clan, this is your territory!"
As soon as it finished speaking, two large sparrows flew to the totem pole, and then, under our surprised eyes, they grabbed a metal crown from the top.
This is……?
The crown worn by the leader of the Phoenix Bird clan in the scroll?