Let You Drive The Excavator, You Dug Out The Nuke

The next morning, Fang Yang checked his phone after waking up, and it was 9:00 on time.

After waking up the photographer, I simply washed up and had some breakfast.

The photographer asked in confusion: "Brother, why didn't you call Boss Yang today?"

"Don't worry, I'll check to see if there's real money in the bank card later, I felt weird last night!"

"Oh! I really don't know what they play!"

After dinner, Fang Yang took a taxi to find the bank, walked into the self-service teller machine, and inserted the bank card.

Enter the password with the mentality of giving it a try.

The result is really right.

Then click on the balance.

The photographer quickly came over and counted: "Ten million, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, ten million! Fuck, brother, there are really 10 million of them here!"

Fang Yang was also confused, did they really come to give money last night?

Try to get 100 pieces.

It turned out that the 100 yuan was quickly withdrawn.

Fang Yang couldn't help but gasped.

The 10 million was delivered?

When did money become so easy to earn?

He didn't even pay attention to hearing the manager say what money it was last night, because he didn't think there was money in it in the first place.

Now the two of them stared wide-eyed, a little confused.

But then Fang Yang smiled lightly: "Never mind him, if you have money, you should be happy. Let's have a big meal at noon!"

The photographer said naively: "Didn't we just have breakfast? Let's consider lunch now?"

"I think you can consider not eating!"

"Don't, don't, brother, I was wrong!"

Fang Yang put away his bank card, walked outside the door, took out his mobile phone and called Boss Yang.

I learned that I changed to another place to work today.

A farm is to be established in another suburb of Xihai City.

I want Fang Yang to help the farm dig a ditch for irrigation.

After hanging up the phone, I took a taxi and rushed to the scene.

Forty minutes later we came to an area full of grass and woods.

From a distance, "September 13" could see its excavator parked nearby.

There are already many workers on the farm who are growing vegetables, but Fang Yang doesn't know exactly what they are.

When he reached the position of the excavator, the farmer walked up enthusiastically.

He looks in his forties, with a dark complexion, very thin but very energetic.

"Hello, are you the excavator master introduced by Boss Yang?"

Fang Yang nodded with a smile: "Where do I want to dig a ditch?"

The farmer smiled and pointed to a piece of grass in front of him: "Here, just dig a ditch three meters wide and two meters deep. It should be more than 200 meters long!"

"Okay, no problem, I'm digging!"

"Wait a minute!"

Fang Yang turned his head curiously: "What's wrong?"

The farmer smiled and pointed to the woods in front of him: "Many years ago, this generation was a swamp. Although it has been gradually sealed by soil over the years, the soil is relatively soft. Be careful when you dig. Look at your excavator is quite big, don't get stuck in it!"

"Okay, thanks for the reminder!"

Fang Yang took a look at a river channel planned with lime powder not far away, and the scenery in front of him.

I have to say that the green grass, green woods, and the morning sun all look beautiful together, and my mood gets better unconsciously.

Then climb up the excavator, sit in the cab, ignite the ignition, and loosen the safety lock.

Control the excavator to drive forward.

Photographers and farmers followed.

The workers not far away were also curiously looking at this side while working.

A minute later, the excavator came to the planned river channel and started digging directly.

Go down with a shovel along the edge of the lime powder, and it's easy to get into the soil.

You can clearly feel that the soil is very wet and slippery!

After digging up, turn the body and put it aside.

The hole just dug in front of him is full of Black's ooze, like a river bed that has just dried up.

If it hadn't been dug up, it would have been unexpected that the soil here would be wet.

I dug continuously for about ten minutes, always wanting to be safe.

Fang Yang digs very comfortably, because the mud is rolled up in one piece when digging, which is especially decompressive.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were not calm.

[What's wrong with the opening today? Did I enter the wrong live broadcast room?]

【Farmer, you are confused, let him go, or your farm will suffer!】

[Haha, three seconds of silence for the farmer in advance, I don’t know what will be dug up today. 】

【What are you talking about? Fang Yang is obviously a serious excavator driver, but occasionally not serious!】

【By the way, what can be dug out of the swamp? It's really unexpected, and there is nothing in it that can survive. 】

[I'm afraid that if I dig for a while, the car will sink into it, and Barbie will be Q, and I won't be able to dig anything. 】

Soon, a large pit that could hold a car had been dug out in front of him.

The farmer looked in front of him with satisfaction.

"Young man, you do a beautiful job!"

Fang Yang chuckled: "That's necessary, I'm famous for driving an excavator!"

Photographer: "....It's really fast, it's so fast that people stop working immediately!"

The farmer smiled happily: "Come on, try to finish the work today!"

"OK!"

"Ding!"

58: "...."

Photographer: "...here we come!"

Fang Yang panicked when he heard the voice.

The farmer also heard it, and looked over very curiously.

The photographer exclaimed: "Brother, what is that, it looks like gold, can't it be gold?"

Looking from a distance, there is a gold thing embedded in the soil, only a small piece can be seen.

There is still a lot of wet soil on it, but I can't see what it is.

The farmer was a little excited: "It can't be really gold, can it?"

The photographer nodded: "It's too similar, but the problem is that even if you find it, it's not yours!"

The farmer who said this directly choked suddenly: "It's okay, I'll tell you when the time comes, it's from my family!"

Fang Yang couldn't help laughing: "The ancestral ones are either under the house or in the ancestor's grave, you don't make sense at all!"

"Ah... this... just pretend you didn't see it! I'll share it with you later!"

"Thinking too much boss! This is most likely not gold, I'll dig it out first!"

After speaking, he manipulated the bucket to dig through the soil.

Since it is embedded in the underground wall, the shovel can easily dig the bottle directly from the soil next to it.

Gold's stuff was dug up next to the farmer.

He immediately squatted down and scraped the mud with his hands.

But then, he found something was wrong.

This thing is quite big.

Because there is more mud on it, the specific shape cannot be seen clearly.

But it can be seen that the Gold flake on the side I saw just now is a trumpet-shaped thing.

Especially the bottom, like a bent pipe!

This is!!

The farmer hurried to the back to get a water hose and kept washing the clay on it.

Five minutes later, the photographer and the farmer were dumbfounded.

Fang Yang couldn't help laughing.

It turned out to be an army number!

And it is still a well-preserved bugle, the front horn is still Gold, but the back pipe has changed color.

【Haha, it turned out to be a military horn, I thought it was gold, it looks so similar!】

【Mainly this is a swamp. It has not been turned over for many years. It is normal to have gold, but I am curious about why there are military horns here?】

[If it's really such a big gold, then get rich, but if you want people to know, unless you do nothing, it's not a trivial matter if you get caught. 】

【My uncle is panning for gold abroad, and usually accumulates bit by bit of sand. It would be an exaggeration to really dig such a big one!】

[Don't even think about it, even if the gold is dug from your own ancestral house, you have to hand it in, unless it is your own. 】

[Based on what I know about Fang Yang, after digging for more than ten army strings, he has to dig out small strings, large strings, saxophones, tuhu, guzheng, and playing cotton shops!!]

【Upstairs, you are too high~~ You have already made a cotton bow, is this considered a musical instrument!】

The farmer also took it to his mouth and blew on it.

As a result, after blowing for a long time, my face almost turned red, and it was just the sound of blowing a pipe.

In the end, I reluctantly threw it aside!

He even spat in his mouth: "I thought I found a treasure, it's what I've been doing for a long time!"

Fang Yang quickly dissuaded him: "Boss, this is a military horn. You'd better not throw it around. If anyone sees it, I will find trouble for you!"

The farmer suddenly realized, and quickly picked it up: "Yes, yes, you are right, I will keep it at home later."

Fang Yang turned his head and continued working.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

If he really found gold, he didn't even know what to do with it.

He is not short of this money, but the problem is that it is hard to say on the farmer's side.

When the time comes, he wants to decide whether he should call the police or not.

It's so hard to be a human being!

At this time, the farmer sent the bugle back to the house and walked over again, followed by several workers, who were bored after work and came to join in the fun.

And Fang Yang seemed to know what they wanted to see.

Ding sound~~~

Found something again!

The farmer immediately came to Spirit: "Will it be gold this time?"

Intuition told Fang Yang that it was not.

Controlling the bucket, he dug deeply at the place where the sound appeared just now.

Immediately afterwards, a long strip of things appeared in front of everyone.

It is all clay, a thick layer, and it is impossible to see what it is.

Fang Yang dug it up and sent it to the farmer.

Fortunately, he brought the water pipe here before.

Start cleaning right away.

As the soil above falls little by little.

The workers behind quickly exclaimed: "This is a gun!"

The farmer threw it to the ground in fright.

Although there is still a part of the soil that has not been cleaned up.

But you can clearly see the rear stock and trigger!

The exterior of the gun has long been covered with yellow rust, mixed with mud, it looks like it should be scrapped.

Fang Yang jumped out of the car and walked in to have a look.

【Name: MP18 submachine gun / Kugelspritz】

[Type: Free action, a submachine gun that was put into actual combat at the end of the Japanese War

[Data: gun length: 815mm, gun weight: 4.17kg, caliber: 9X19mm, feeding method: 20/32 rounds magazine, rate of fire: 400 rounds/min, range 150 meters]

【Status: Seriously damaged, unusable, non-dangerous】

[The gun has a simple structure, high fault tolerance, light weight, strong firepower, and great power, and its various combat data meet the expected standards. It is a good gun suitable for close-range combat...... During the war, accidentally fell into the swamp, since then

Hidden deep underground. 】

Looking at the introduction, Fang Yang was a little confused.

Especially the last few sentences are very interesting.

During the war, accidentally fell into the swamp?

Reminiscent of the fact that the farmer said that this place was a swamp many years ago, with the passage of time and man-made doctors, it is now possible to walk normally here.

But the soil is still in the form of a swamp.

It's just that I really don't know how many things are buried below.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang felt a cold sweat on his forehead.

He faintly felt that there might be a bunch of things waiting to be dug down here.

【Beautiful, come up with a big guy. It seems that there were too few guns in the cave last time. He is going to show us a big one?】

[I suddenly thought of Mao Xiong’s earth-digging party. They have everything in the swamp, such as machine gun grenades. It is said that bombs are often dug. 】

[The swamp has existed for an unknown number of years, the ghost knows what is in it, maybe even cultural relics can be dug out of it. 】

【Will another corpse be dug up today? Otherwise, his name as a corpse-digger would not be for nothing. 】

At this time, several people at the scene were a little at a loss looking at the guns on the ground.

In the end, the farmer decided to call the police.

They can't handle this thing by themselves, so they can only let the police take it away.

And Fang Yang got on the excavator and continued digging. After all, it was just a gun, and there was no danger, so he could continue to work.

As the soil continues to be dug out, the mud pit on the site is also getting bigger and bigger.

While digging, there was another ding sound.

Everyone present tensed up immediately.

"Could it be a gun again?"

"It sounds a bit like it!"

At this moment, the police also rushed to the scene, and four people got out of the car.

Three men and one woman, one middle-aged man and three young men.

At this time, Fang Yang's thoughts were all on the place where the voice appeared just now.

Dig down again.

I saw a small cylindrical iron bucket being dug up.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yang put it aside.

The farmer immediately took the water hose to clean it.

As the soil on it fell a little bit, an iron bucket in the shape of a milk powder can appeared.

The entire iron barrel was stained with rust, and even the lid was sealed by rust.

No matter how you break it, you can't break it.

Fang Yang glanced at it and said, "Put it on the ground!"

The farmer understood immediately and placed them neatly on the grass.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yang manipulated the bucket to aim at the iron bucket and press it up.

puff~~

The workers swarmed over to see what was inside.

Suddenly one of the workers exclaimed: "Gold bars! It's all gold bars, so get rich!"

However, they didn't notice, the police stood behind them and watched quietly.

"I said, don't you know that the medicine dug out of the ground is handed over to 0.5 of the country?"

This voice poured into everyone's hearts like a basin of cold water.

The farmer turned his head and immediately said with a smile: "We just dug it out, we didn't intend to keep it private, by the way, we also dug up a gun just now, take a look!"

After speaking, he walked over and picked up the gun next to him and handed it to the police.

The young policeman behind immediately went up to catch it.

"Captain Feng, this looks like a submachine gun, right?"

The captain glanced at it after receiving it: "That's right, it's a submachine gun. It should be a few years old! Xiao Lin, go and see what's in that iron barrel!"

"OK!"

Xiao Lin was the only female police officer in the team, so she walked over and picked up the iron bucket to have a look.

I was startled on the spot.

"Captain Feng has a lot of gold bars in it!"

I saw her take out a rectangular gold bar from it and put it on the grass.

Followed by another five!

The eyes of the farmer next to him were red, and he really regretted calling the police.

Otherwise, he would be rich today.

Who would have thought it would be such a coincidence!

Fang Yang also smiled helplessly. It was indeed a coincidence that the police arrived as soon as he was dug out, as if it was God's will in the dark.

But what surprised him was that it wasn't Dui Wang who sent out the police today, but a police officer he didn't know.

And far away on the other side of Xihai City.

Director Chen was drinking tea comfortably at this time, looking at Team Wang in front of him.

"Old Wang, I have good news for you!"

Team Wang was a little puzzled: "What good news?"

Director Chen smiled and took a sip of tea: "Ah~~Fang Yang went to dig in the area under the jurisdiction of Lao Cao today, do you think it is good news!"

"Haha~~~ It's really good news!"

Dui Wang is such a serious person, he burst out laughing when he heard this sentence!

"I don't know if Chief Cao is mentally prepared for today!"

"Hey, you're right!" Director Chen suddenly thought of something: "I'll call him and remind him!".