Pirates: The Black Earl

"The Black Earl's people must have done the same thing, but they couldn't find it, which shows that the location of the wreckage is more hidden than imagined."

With the help of a small slope protruding from the snow, Sabo quickly said: "So there is no need to spend time searching the rooms on the upper floor after entering, just search on the bottom floor."

"The construction of this laboratory was started under the eyes of everyone. If Vegapunk wants to cover up the existence of the wreckage, there is only one way, and there is only one way."

Taking a deep breath, Sabo glanced at the only remaining companions: "Underground!"

First hide the remains of Pluto underground, and then start construction on the upper soil!

In this way, as long as no one is willing to destroy such an important laboratory, the possibility of Pluto being discovered is almost zero!

"And there are two of the same laboratory!"

Sabo said: "It is very likely that there is no here at all, and our search is in vain."

"So... if something bad happens, in order to have enough manpower to search the next laboratory, just make sure you can leave, don't do unnecessary things, understand?"

Everyone condensed their hearts and nodded.

"clear!"

"That's good, follow me!"

In fact, Saab's original plan was to launch search operations at the same time, making more mistakes and making more mistakes. Once the navy stepped up its defenses, it would not be conducive for them to search for the second laboratory.

But there is no way.

There are too many lost companions on the snow mountain.

If the troops are divided into two groups again, and nothing can be found, the corresponding time-consuming will also increase, and the risk of exposure will be increased for no reason.

It's better to put all your eggs in one basket, complete the search mission here as quickly as possible, keep the manpower, and go to the next one.

Since there is no danger all year round, the navy has only two personnel on duty at night, and they all guard the gate.

A group of people easily bypassed them, Kerla waved her hand, and the iron hook flew out with a "swoosh" with the rope. After a "jingle", it was easily stuck on the steel frame outside the wall for unknown purpose.

With the help of the wind and snow cover, the only little movement quickly dissipated in the wind.

After waiting for a few seconds and confirming that there was no abnormality, Kerla nodded at Sabo, then turned over and jumped, pulling the rope to climb up nimbly.

"Good fellow, this young man!"

"In it! In it! Hey, nimble girl!"

"Hey, those big guys are not bad, they move fast enough!"

"It's not good for a man to be so fast!"

When the revolutionary army began to climb the wall and turn over the windows to enter the room, three or five undead lay in the snow in the distance, pretending to be corpses, and secretly looked at them.

If you don't consider the atmosphere at this time, they are short of a bucket of popcorn in their hands.

There was an order not to alarm the revolutionary army, so they simply chose to watch from a distance, purely as a movie.

Fortunately, the team of five people was not troublesome. Sabo and others quickly turned in, put the rope away and hung it by the window, and disappeared into the darkness.

But they immediately had fun again.

"I'm in the dealership, is there anyone who wants to bet on whether they will be discovered?"

"I bet five bottles of Special Preservative, they'll be found."

"Impossible, haven't you heard, Boss Dewar was injured, so I bet three bottles, no!"

"Cut, a bunch of poor ghosts!"

An undead stretched out his hand from the snow, revealing it to his companions who were also buried in the ground with only one eye peeking out.

"A bounty of 45 million for the arm of the big pirate has only been used for three months, I bet they won't!"

"Hiss, what a big deal!"

The undead sitting in the manor was a little frightened,

He can't seem to afford the gambling money.

"That's right. I heard that corpses of this level are priceless in Dawn City. Many people can't buy them if they want to. How did you get them?"

"It's a reward from Boss Dewar!"

The undead said triumphantly: "When I came to the future kingdom, I accidentally ran into a group of pirates, and was cut off an arm during the battle. Boss Dewar cut off the captain's arm and gave it to me afterwards."

"It turned out to be Boss Dewar, you are so lucky."

"That is!"

"but……"

The undead sitting in the manor said in a faint tone, "Just because it was rewarded by Boss Dewar, shouldn't you bet on it?"

The rest of the undead: "..."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zuo Zhuang Undead breathed a sigh of relief.

He is sure of the gambling money!

The joy of transforming undead is sometimes so simple...and boring.

...

The conversation was divided into two parts, and when they came to the laboratory, Sabo and others realized that they had underestimated the navy's...laziness!

Since it is an abandoned laboratory, there are no researchers working in it, and the areas that need to be guarded are only a few important places, so in the huge laboratory, the entire floor is empty!

They once speculated that there were other reasons for Wulaoxing to control Vegapunk, but looking at the situation, Sabo must have been overwhelmed.

Otherwise, as long as there is a little clue that can be related to Vegapunk, the defense here will not be so lax.

"But still don't be careless!"

After checking the last room, Sabo reminded everyone: "Naval bases usually have a monitoring center, which monitors the overall situation by monitoring phone bugs. If there is no upper floor, it does not mean that there is no lower floor."

Everyone nodded, which is not surprising.

The navy has already taken over here for many years, the reason why they can be so careless, besides the slack caused by no one causing trouble, is also the well-equipped monitoring system like a propulsion city.

A group of people dispersed immediately and began to infiltrate the lower floors.

Sure enough, unlike the dimly lit upper floor, the lower floor of the laboratory was brightly lit at the moment, and phone bugs were lying on the ceiling at the corner with wide-eyed eyes, monitoring the corridor.

However, no matter how useful phone bugs are, it doesn't change the fact that they are living things.

Sabo took out a pen from upstairs, and threw it out with lightning speed.

No abnormality was even visible on the monitoring screen, the pen flew out of the air, and then inserted into the crack in the corner of the wall.

Ding! !

"Um?"

Hearing the sound, the phone bugs turned their heads to look at the source.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sabo rushed out with light footsteps. After reaching a certain distance, he jumped up to the ceiling, and then turned back down. He locked the orientation of each phone bug with a domineering look, allowing him to easily catch the blind spot of the phone bug. Through the hallway.

"Then... this way!"

Leaving a vague imprint on the wall, standing in the center of the cross-shaped corridor, Sabo thought for a moment and chose a direction, and continued to go deeper.

Soon, noticing the snow outside the window, Sabo knew that he had reached the first floor.

The next step is to find the entrance to the basement.

He is a little pessimistic at the moment.

Because in the stairwell, he found a layout drawing of the laboratory hanging on the wall, which was probably prepared for the convenience of other researchers in the past.

It clearly states that this laboratory has three floors of underground space, the height of which is not less than 30 meters.

Such a huge underground area has not been found to be abnormal, so the possibility of the wreckage of Hades here is extremely low!

"But I still have to go down and have a look. There are not many navies on the first floor, which means that they are all gathered underground...it's a bit difficult!"

Sabo shook the back of his head with a headache, it was too difficult to pass through the place where the navy gathered without attracting attention.

But the problems he faced were faced by others as well.

Just as everyone was looking for an opportunity, a gunshot suddenly appeared.

boom! !

Immediately, Sabo swore that the laboratory, which was quiet like a haunted house just now, immediately boiled.

"Who fired the shot? Who?!!"

"Sir, it's from outside!"

"What the hell, shouldn't the hunters on the island be hunting?"

"It doesn't matter, let's go out with Lao Tzu to have a look, it's rare that someone comes to make trouble, and the hunter catches it!!"

Immediately, dense footsteps sounded from everywhere.

Sabo hung himself on the wall outside the staircase window to avoid the navy, and looked at the fleeing figure in the distance with tears in his eyes.

How could there be hunters here on such a icy and snowy night?

It was one of the five of them, finding the basement impenetrable, to use himself as bait to lure the Marine away and give his fellows an opportunity.

"You won't be disappointed, comrade!"

When the navy's footsteps disappeared, Sabo turned back to the corridor, and quickly rushed towards the basement entrance.

The navy was dispatched just now and pointed out the direction for him by the way.

In the distance, several undead were silent.

Standing at this angle, they could clearly see the man flipping out from the second floor, then ran to a snowy field and shot in the direction of the laboratory.

this……

How to calculate win or lose?

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Three more, good night everyone!

Finally, one weekend Dashu could go to bed before twelve o'clock, which was great.