To ensure the drug's long-lasting effects, keeping the patients in a deep sleep for extended periods, Zhao Lihan employed the unique technique Wang Xiaolan had taught him. He pulled out a set of gleaming silver needles and, with deft, precise movements, gently pricked each patient's acupuncture points a few times.
As the silver needles penetrated the skin, a subtle but significant force rapidly spread throughout the body, causing the victim's body to gradually relax and fall into a deep sleep. According to Zhao Lihan's estimation, this acupuncture treatment would be enough to allow them to sleep peacefully for several days and nights, and they would never wake up easily.
Like ghosts, they approached the mysterious cave hidden deep in the mountains. In front of the cave, two gatekeepers sat on the ground without any warning, their heads lowered, and they fell into a deep sleep.
Zhao Lihan carefully took out a stick of incense that exuded a strange fragrance from his arms. He gently walked up to the two of them, and then slowly shook the incense in his hand in front of their noses.
As the fragrance gradually spread, the two guards who had occasionally snored suddenly seemed to be under a spell. Not only did their breathing become extremely weak, but even their chests stopped moving.
After confirming that the two had completely lost consciousness, Zhao Lihan quickly reached out and grabbed their collars, dragging the two heavy bodies to a dark corner not far away.
Then, he took out a special silver needle from his bag and stabbed the two men's necks quickly and accurately without hesitation.
After doing all this, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the cave entrance, came to Jiang Daya's side, and signaled him that he could speak.
Daya lowered her voice, as if afraid of being overheard, and whispered, "I often see them sneaking in from that place, and when they come out, they have a lot of valuable things in their hands."
"Then they would take these things outside and exchange them with others for a lot of food. Some of the food needed to be cooked before eating, so they would give it to me to cook. So I often get these ingredients at this door."
After listening to Daya's words, Zhao Lihan felt that there must be something fishy going on. He took out a master key and skillfully inserted it into the keyhole. After a few slight noises, the tightly closed door slowly opened.
It was pitch black inside the door, like a bottomless black hole, emitting bursts of chill.
Zhao Lihan was not afraid at all. He quickly took out a flashlight from his shoulder bag. As the flashlight turned on, a white beam of light cut through the darkness, illuminating the surrounding environment.
However, when the light swept around, the scene in front of them was shocking - it turned out that this was a huge warehouse.
Guns and ammunition filled most of the warehouse, while the other half was filled with all sorts of bizarre items, including glittering jewelry, old, yellowed scrolls of calligraphy and painting, and intricately carved wooden ornaments... It was like a massive treasure trove! Every artifact inside was priceless.
Close to the side of the cultural relics area, there stands a small, inconspicuous door. This door looks a bit old, as if it has been forgotten for a long time.
However, when Zhao Lihan took out the master key again, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it gently, there was a slight "click" sound and the door lock opened.
Zhao Lihan pushed open the door and shone his flashlight. A dazzling light instantly poured out from the room. Zhao Lihan couldn't help but squint his eyes. After adjusting to the strong light, he could see the scene inside the room clearly - the room was filled with countless gold bars, which emitted a dazzling golden light.
On the other side of this "gold mountain" are neatly stacked piles of snow-white silver ingots, each gleaming with a cool brilliance, forming a stark contrast to the dazzling gold beside them.
Jiang Daya, who was standing aside at this time, was so frightened by this scene that she almost screamed. Fortunately, she covered her mouth and dared not even breathe.
At this moment, Zhao Lihan gently stroked these things and thought to himself, "These are all our country's wealth. How can we allow them to be plundered by bandits from an island nation?"
He finally understood why the islanders left such a mysterious army garrisoned in this vast and pristine forest after their defeat.
He wondered: How did they get so much stuff in here? He hadn't seen any roads along the way, which meant cars couldn't get in. The only possibility was that they had been transported in by large machines.
Zhao Lihan suddenly realized that they couldn't stay in here for too long, so he went out with Jiang Daya and locked the door.
The two continued walking forward when suddenly they heard snoring sounds.
Zhao Lihan whispered, "Is there anyone else in here?"
Daya whispered, "The person living here is Yamada, who is also the person in charge of this place."
Zhao Lihan immediately approached slowly. With the help of the little light inside, he saw a bed with a person sleeping on it, and a radio.
He whispered, "Is he still in contact with the outside world?"
The little girl whispered, "It seems to be broken. I heard a dripping sound coming from it before, about two years ago. Yamada not only gets angry at everyone, but also gets angry at that thing from time to time, throwing it and kicking it."
"A few times when I brought him food, I saw him angrily cursing at the things he had torn to pieces. As for what he was cursing, I couldn't understand it anyway. When this thing was still working, many good things would often fall from the sky in the middle of the night."
Zhao Lihan was overjoyed when he heard this. "The radio's broken!" Great! This meant they had lost contact with the outside world, and transporting these precious treasures was now out of reach. Not only that, even the most basic needs of survival were difficult to meet, and food and drink became a major problem.
Trapped here, they dared not venture into town to purchase spare parts for their radio, let alone enough food. After all, in those days, all supplies had to be purchased with coupons, and they lacked such tickets. It was easy to imagine that the days ahead in the mountains would be extremely difficult.
On the other side of the distant island country, the whole situation became extremely tense and anxious due to the long-term inability to contact the personnel sent to China to carry out the mission.
The top government officials were extremely anxious, like ants on a hot pan, constantly trying to re-establish communication channels through the radio, but each time they received only endless silence in response.
In order to obtain key information, the island country spared no expense and repeatedly sent well-trained and experienced spies to sneak into China to conduct secret investigations.
However, these carefully planned espionage activities all ended in failure. The spies disappeared without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea, and did not bring back any valuable intelligence to the island country.
Not only that, even the spies who had previously successfully lurked inside China seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth and completely lost contact with the headquarters. This made the island country feel helpless and fell into deep trouble.
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