Second Senior Brother

Chapter 893 A Bolt from the Blue

"They're here," Yun Meng said.

Then a large quantity of gunpowder and detonators were unloaded and spread across an area.

"Who's going?" Bai Lin asked.

Yun Meng, however, said he had a solution, the usual way.

As the saying goes, "Beneath heavy gold, there will be a brave man."

This mission was merely to hoist it up with winches and plant explosives, not something with a chance of death, so the reward was relatively small. Yet, nearly a hundred people had signed up.

Yun Meng finally selected fifty burly men. Each could carry one hundred kilograms of weight at a time.

The movable gantry cranes of District Thirteen were also put to use. Fifty standard men, carrying sacks that looked like rice bags, were lifted by the gantry cranes. Without any hesitation, the fifty men were lifted above the cave entrance.

Personnel above the cave entrance threw down urgently needed blast-proof sleeping bags for the third team on the platform to defend against the blast damage.

As the fifty strong men were sequentially lifted to the edge of the cliff, reaching the mission area, they began connecting the explosives to the cliff face upon Yun Meng's command.

All explosive charges were connected to the cliff face according to the diagram.

The gantry cranes then easily pulled the fifty men back up.

After the entire third team had entered the high-strength blast-proof emergency sleeping bags of District Thirteen.

"Detonate!" Yun Meng commanded.

"Boom."

A massive explosion reverberated through the sky.

Black smoke and debris surged out of the excavated opening.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough." The armed personnel standing by the cave entrance were also dizzy and choked by the smoke.

As the smoke cleared, they looked at the platform. The vacuum machine had been knocked over, but it wasn't severely damaged. After all, a large portion of the blast shockwave had dispersed outwards and downwards. The thick steps above had prevented major issues.

Inside the blast-proof sleeping bags, some people waited for a moment before slowly crawling out. However, some had their ears bleeding due to improper operation. One person, believing they only needed to stay in the sleeping bag, having never experienced such a close-range explosion, had opened a small slit to record the scene with their phone. When a teammate went to check, they were almost terrified into a vegetative state by the bloody and gory scene inside.

After clearing the bodies of their comrades.

District Thirteen immediately dispatched drones to take photos and scout below.

As expected, according to the calculated method, a large hole was directly blasted open below, leading straight to the bottom of that bottomless abyss.

"Ooh yeah! I didn't expect us to be the ones who survived!" Hearing the sound of success transmitted through their earpieces, the captain of the third team breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He then signaled for personnel above to pull them up. After all, the survivors would receive an exceptionally generous reward.

The other members of the third team were also very fortunate not to have their hands rashly open the bag's seal, like the person who was shattered by the shockwave.

Although a few of them had fleeting thoughts, they ultimately suppressed them.

Seeing the opening successfully made.

Yun Meng also signaled to lower the rescue cables to pull up the remaining dozen or so people.

But as the cables were lowered.

A strange mechanical sound rang out again.

Chen Fan, also above, heard it clearly.

Chen Fan was also very familiar with this sound; it was the same sound as the tomb rotating before.

"Click..."

"Boom... boom... boom..."

Several distinct sounds of movement echoed, and the high-tech earpieces and cameras of District Thirteen instantly lost signal and audio.

"What's happening?" Bai Lin, at the computer, saw the screen go black and looked towards Yun Meng, who was standing by the cave entrance.

Yun Meng, with a dark expression, stared down below without a word.

The surrounding staff also looked down without speaking, their gazes filled with unease.

Suddenly, Bai Lin seemed to realize something and started to walk towards the excavated cave entrance to investigate, but she was stopped by Chen Fan.

Chen Fan whispered in her ear, "Yes, it's what you're thinking. The ancient tomb has moved again..."

This news struck everyone present like a bolt from the blue.

At this moment, a deep pool of water appeared below the cave entrance...

"Damn it..." Yun Meng swore loudly, a string of colorful Mandarin curses filling the ears of those around him.

Bai Lin, however, looked at Chen Fan. As Chen Fan was also anxious to save his companions, she was about to try and ask if he had any way to go down.

Chen Fan seemed to guess what she was going to say.

He shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, Chen Fan was internally cursing a thousand times. His brother was about to be in front of him, only to have his location changed by the tomb's automatic movement system. But Chen Fan felt bitter, yet he couldn't say anything. After all, there were so many people from District Thirteen around, and it was even more difficult for him to reveal his identity...

Everyone fell into a strange silence.

When Bai Lin inquired from the architectural personnel, the architect stated they were powerless. According to the latest intelligence from the Left Temple, the deep pool here was composed of heavy water. Even with massive explosives, destroying the entire ancient tomb might not even scratch this heavy water pool.

Yun Meng, with a darkened face, remained silent and immediately began gathering his troops, intending to go down directly, but was obstructed by Bai Lin.