Chapter 15: Strange distress signals

We are all trapped in this huge cave at this time. To be honest, we don't know how to get out, because we don't know how we came to this place. Maybe diving can go directly to Panyang Lake from here, but we don't have any diving equipment at all. It is impossible to dive out from here in one breath.

"What the hell is this?" The monkey broke the silence and asked. I looked at him angrily. So many people didn't ask, but he asked such a question that made everyone's original relaxed heart nervous again. It seems that this place is a cave, and I wonder why we are here. At this time, Michiko has one more sentence that so many people want to ask, but it is obvious that no one can answer this question.

At this time, the magic stick and the doctor were discussing something, and then came to me and said, "Brother Long, go and ask Miss Michiko if she has anything to bring a radio station or something. If so, it's better to send a telegram, even if it's a distress signal. If it's sent, I think everyone will be here. There should be no problem waiting for people to come to the rescue for a day or two. I nodded, and the doctor was right. Now it seems that this is the only way.

I walked to Michiko and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Have we brought any relief equipment such as a radio station this time? If so, why don't you send a distress signal first, and then we'll wait here for someone to come to rescue?" Michiko nodded and said, "Yes, but the power of the radio station is not very large. It can only be sent within 100 kilometers. I don't know if there is a receiving radio station within 100 kilometers."

"There should be. After all, it is in the middle of Panyang Lake. Those docks and all command stations should be equipped with radio stations. Even if they don't have them, it doesn't matter. Isn't there still some larger ships, so someone should be able to rescue after sending it." I cheered her up, but whether it was useful or not. To be honest, I don't know, but no matter what, I have to try.

Michiko nodded and then walked towards one of the three Japanese. They talked in Japanese for a long time when they saw the Japanese take out a shoe box-sized radio station from the waterproof backpack he carried with him. The radio station did not seem to have been opened and the surface packaging was still very new. It should be good. The Japanese opened the packaging of the radio station and then carefully inserted the accessories of the radio station according to the instructions above.

In fact, these things are very common in the army, especially monkeys. The radio station is very simple for him, as if it were a daily meal. Then he went to each of them and smiled gently: "Miss Michiko, let me get the radio station. I think your people seem to be a little strange to the radio." Michiko looked at me, and I nodded and said, "Yes, monkey used to deal with these things when he was in the army. Let him play with it."

Michiko nodded, went to the Japanese who was fiddling with the radio and said a few words, and then nodded to the monkey. The monkey walked to her with a smile, put the radio station on a relatively high rock, put on headphones, set up the battery, and then FM. The FM of the radio station is very important. If the FM is right, it can receive radio signals, but if it is wrong, it can hardly receive anything, and some are just pricking sounds.

Because the monkey wears headphones, we can't hear whether there is anything on the radio. But after a long time, I saw that the monkey's face was getting paler and paler, and the bean-sized sweat fell from his face. I quickly walked over and grabbed the monkey and said, "What's going on?" At this time, the monkey looked at me with a frightened face and took off the headphones that were still on his head and said, "Dragon, Brother Long, there is, there is a ghost!"

I put my eyes against the monkey, and then grabbed the headphones in the monkey's hand. Then I put it on my head and listened quietly. There was a noisy rustling sound from the headphones. It can be said that there was nothing but these. I looked at the monkey doubtfully, and then squatted down and began to twist the FM button. As a company commander at that time, he had to know a little about everything. Of course, the radio station was no exception. Although I was not as proficient as monkeys, I also knew a little about ordinary FM.

Just as I adjusted the FM to a MHz, suddenly there was a huge roar from it, and then stopped abruptly. Then, I heard a rapid and seductive voice from the headphones: "Help, help!" Then the sound disappeared, and then within two seconds, a seductive and intermittent voice was heard from the headphones saying, "Save - life - ah! All - dead - - come - come - save - life!" After saying this, the voice was silent, and then there was a thorny sound, and the signal was cut off.

Who is shouting for help? I don't know, but the sound from this radio station was really scary. The silent and creepy sound echoed in my ear. Then I took off my headphones and put them aside. Everyone looked at me, hoping that I would give them an explanation. I know that if I don't make it clear now, I'm sure It would cause their panic, so they had to come to the magic stick and Michiko and tell them the distress signal on the radio station.

"What are you talking about? Is there anyone else here?" The stick looked at me incredulously. I shook my head and said, "I don't know, but this signal is obviously very strong, but I don't know if there is anyone." The magic stick never believes in ghosts. After all, he has made a living by tomb robbery in the first half of his life. As the saying goes, tomb robbers are not afraid of ghosts, and don't steal tombs. The god stick does not believe that there will be ghosts in this huge cave.

"Is it a distress signal from the three missing people?" When Michiko said this, the heart of the fight was immediately relieved. The monkey had already stood up at this time, patted his chest and shook his head and said, "No, it must not be." Why do you deny it? I asked strangely. The monkey's eyes said firmly, "There are at least seven or eight frequencies to save lives, and everyone's voices are different, and even Japanese. We are only three people missing. Where did seven or eight voices come from?"

After the monkey said this, everyone was silent. Then Michiko seemed to remember something and quickly walked to the other two Japanese and talked. For a long time, I was a little unsightly in front of the aisle and said, "I asked them. This time we only brought such a radio station to salvage, and it was missing. Those people didn't bring the radio, so these signals can't be sent by them.

I nodded and looked at everyone's frightened eyes and said, "Anyway, these distress signals have indeed been received. What should we do? Now let's talk about it. You can't wait here to die. After I finished speaking, all the people were silent. After a while, they saw the magic stick snorted coldly, "What are you afraid of? Look at you. One by one, it seems to be a ghost. Well, in my opinion, we still have to go out by ourselves."

I admire the attitude of the god stick at this time, but the strange incident of this radio station has not been clarified. If you go like this, it will make people worry a little, but this is the only way at this time. I asked the monkey to try several times, but I couldn't receive the signal outside, so I simply didn't send it. As the magic stick said, let's find a way out first. Then I discussed with Michiko, and Michiko also agreed with me. After packing up our things, we set out for the depths of the cave.

Originally, each of us carried some equipment more or less, especially me. In addition to these equipment, I simply took out the short sword to let everyone pay attention to the use of light sources. After all, we don't know when we can get out of here. It's better to save a little. Finally, I asked everyone to turn on only three flashlights, and the rest were turned off and carried around, so that they would be using them at the critical moment.

After everything was ready, everyone and I set off with the equipment. There is nothing in the backpack except food. The fresh water source is easy to solve. Although the pool of water is very cold and bone-piercing, from the experience of lying flat for many years, at least it can still be drunk, so people brought some water sources, which is why they set out. Because my backpack was left at the other end of the pool, it was impossible to swim there, so I temporarily helped Michiko carry her backpack to save her energy. After all, she was the only woman here.

Although this cave is very large, it is a little deep. The huge Shandong with black holes twists and turns like a snake's body. In particular, there is no road at all. There are all pebbles under our feet, and there are some huge stones. There is still a sword-like stone stalactite suspended above our heads, shining with a flashlight, emitting a burst of colorful light, but at this time, no one has come to appreciate this beautiful cave. Everyone only One thought is to escape.

I walked in the front with a flashlight. After all, I don't know if there is any danger in such a dark place in front of me. As I was walking, I found that there seemed to be something in front of me, which seemed to be no more than 200 meters away from us. I immediately gestured to the people behind me. After all, in this dark cave, I don't know how many secrets are waiting for people to develop, and we don't know anything about the danger ahead.

"What's wrong?" Michiko and the god stick came forward and asked me. I looked at them, and then pointed to the reflective thing not far in front and said, "There is something in front of me. I don't know what it is. You wait here first. I'll go over and have a look. If there is no danger, I will gesture to you to you over." I'm going, too." Michiko said. The stick also didn't trust me to go there alone and said to me, "I'll go and have a look. I'm still more experienced than you in this kind of place."

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