chsdbacks Chapter 467 Sun Wu’s 1st Ghost Tower
Chapter 467 Sun Wu’s 1st Ghost Tower
We arrived in Sunwu at 5:30 pm.
It was already getting dark at this point.
We didn't go to a restaurant. The "Meng Guizi" that Li Donglin mentioned has a small villa in Sunwu, and we will stay there temporarily during our stay in Sunwu.
The reason we didn't go to a restaurant was because the bear paws and gypsy dragons that Meng Guizi brought from Bu City couldn't be cooked in a restaurant; these things were too much of a torture.
Meng Guizi was very rough, literally rough.
Standing over 1.9 meters tall, with a full beard covering half his face and weighing over 200 kilograms, this would be the typical physique of a military general in ancient times.
"Come on, sister-in-law, try this bear paw. It's good for women; it's all collagen, good for beauty and skin!"
"Thirteen, Fatty, this Flying Dragon is also exceptional!"
During the meal, Meng Guizi kept putting food on our plates and urging us to drink.
"Old Meng, drink less. After we finish eating, let's go have some fun across the street and show Fatty what Russian girls are like!" Li Donglin said, raising his glass to clink with ours.
"No problem, Fatty. I'm not bragging, but when we get to the other side, whatever you want, I can get it for you!" Meng Guizi took a big gulp of baijiu and winked at Fatty Lin.
After a good time eating and drinking, our group headed to the other side of the river.
Long Nier and I enjoyed the song and dance performances and the exotic atmosphere, while the others were savoring the exotic flavors.
We drank for three whole days under the hospitality of Meng Guizi and Lao Fang before we were finally free.
Over the past three days, with the introduction of Lao Fang and Meng Guizi, we met with various people from different walks of life.
Those introduced by Lao Fang were all officials.
Those introduced by Meng Guizi were all gang leaders.
In recent years, due to the immense popularity of that tomb raiding novel, several locations featured in the novel have been set ablaze.
Other places are alright, at most attracting some tourists and adventurers, but Sunwu is different.
The rumor of 500 tons of gold had been circulating for decades, and with the added impetus of that novel, tomb raiders from all over the country, drawn by the scent, came to the site.
In the past two years, people from various departments in Sunwu have been extremely annoyed, as have the local gangsters.
Whenever tomb raiders came, the officials would suspect that the two sides were colluding and would give the elder brother a warning.
Over time, this made these gang leaders extremely nervous. If anything went wrong, they would even take the initiative to arrest the person and hand them over to the authorities for identification.
Therefore, if we come here to find gold, we can't do it without appeasing everyone on all sides.
Otherwise, if we ask even the slightest question, we might be mistaken for tomb raiders.
It's been five days since we got all this done.
That morning, led by Lao Fang, we went to the site of the Generals' Club, located in the north of Sunwu County.
The officers' club was built in 1940 and was equipped with a dance hall, cinema, bar and other facilities. The second floor was specially partitioned into rooms to imprison the women who had been captured, so that the Japanese soldiers could satisfy their lust.
When the Japanese retreated in 45, they set fire to the building to destroy evidence of their crimes. Even so, the main steel frame of the building is still intact.
When we arrived, the area was surrounded by scaffolding, and it looked like construction was about to begin.
"There's a policy from above to restore the officers' club to commemorate history and remember the humiliations we suffered. It could be restored in one or two years if things go smoothly, or four or five years if things go slowly!"
Seeing the confusion in our eyes, Lao Fang pointed to the scaffolding and explained it to us.
"It's well restored, just like the 731 site. We have to let future generations know what the Japanese devils did!" Li Donglin nodded and let out a soft breath.
After a moment of reflection, we got back on the bus and continued north.
Before long, a gloomy building standing on the banks of the Xunbiela River came into view. This was the real purpose of our trip: the former North Manchuria First Power Plant.
After we got off the bus, Lao Fang began to tell us about the history of the power plant.
This power plant was the heart of the former Northern Army of the Kwantung Army, providing power to Sunwu, Heihe and the Shengshan Fortress complex, supporting the operation of 100,000 Kwantung Army soldiers.
The power plant has six floors and is a reinforced concrete structure. According to official records, when the power plant was built, the Japanese conscripted thousands of laborers. After its completion, none of these laborers survived; they were all killed.
"The estimate of several thousand is a conservative one. According to the recollections of some elderly locals, the number of laborers forcibly conscripted to repair the power plant should be over ten thousand!"
Looking at the six-story building in front of him, which resembled a monster, Lao Fang's voice was a little hoarse.
"After their defeat in 45, the Russians dismantled the core generators, and this place has remained vacant ever since!"
At this point, Lao Fang hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"Director Fang, look at you, just say what you want to say! It's not like we can't!" Meng Guizi was a little dissatisfied with Lao Fang's hesitation. "Donglin, let me tell you, this building is also known as the number one haunted building in Dongwu!"
"Ever since the Russians removed the core generators, this place has been vacant for over sixty years. Why hasn't anyone thought of making use of it? Because it's haunted!"
"They say there's noise coming from inside at night!"
"Old Meng, when I was researching, I came across a claim that the Japanese used extremely brutal methods to kill witnesses back then. These beasts burned the laborers as fuel for their power plants. I wonder if you have any similar stories here?" Li Donglin asked in a deep voice.
"have!"
Meng Guizi nodded, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After thinking for a moment, he handed one to each of us. He lit it, took a couple of puffs, and then said, "What I heard is that those beasts, after killing people, stripped off the fat to make soap for their little devils, and burned the meat and bones to generate electricity!"
"Soap made with human oil?" Long Nier couldn't help but ask.
"Hmm!" Meng Guizi nodded with a gloomy face.
"brute!"
Besides those two words, I don't know how else to describe the Japanese devils.
After I finished cursing, I felt a lump in my throat, making me feel suffocated.
I first took a deep breath, then took a deep drag of my cigarette and swallowed it, trying to use the smoke to push out the anger in my heart.
But instead of working, it made the traffic even worse.
Li Donglin didn't ask any more questions, but just stared at the black building in front of him, which looked like a monster.
After about five minutes of silence, until the ground was littered with cigarette butts, Li Donglin finally spoke: "Old Fang, go contact the authorities and set up a checkpoint here. We'll be operating from here for the next few days!"
"Donglin, do you think the No. 8 secret vault is here?" Old Fang asked thoughtfully.
"This is the most likely location; we'll only know after we investigate!" Li Donglin said.
After saying that, he looked at Meng Guizi and said, "Old Meng, you're in charge of providing us with all sorts of equipment, like electric picks and the like!"
"No problem!" Meng Guizi readily agreed.