Tomb Raider: Tore down my coffin of King Lu, and wanted to get out of the tomb

This reason seemed to convince Shirley Yang and made her hesitate.

But when he heard the light tapping sound later.

She simply put on the helmet:

"I'll go up the tree and have a look."

Lu Zhen couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

At this time, Lao Hu was awakened by the sound of the two talking.

He looked at Shirley Yang who started to climb the tree, and asked in a daze:
"What's wrong? What are you going to do?"

Lu Zhen explained with a smile:
"We heard someone typing in Morse code for a distress call."

"She said she wanted to go up the tree and have a look."

Old Hu agreed in a daze.

He suddenly heard the sound of knocking, and suddenly woke up.

The voice came from the tree again, and this time it was heard clearly.

Three shorts, three longs and three shorts, the short ones are quick, and the long ones are heavy.

Old Hu was startled, and quickly grabbed Xueli Yang who was about to climb the tree:
"I can't go, look at the moon in the sky is red, the fog in the forest is getting thicker, there must be dead people in the trees!
"This is a ghost signal! Don't go!"

Shirley Yang looked at him strangely: "What ghost signal?"

"How did I never know?"

In a hurry, Lao Hu quickly explained.

Lu Zhen folded his arms and listened to the conversation between the two.

The memory in my mind gradually became clearer.

There is a jade coffin in the tree.

But as soon as he thought of it, he immediately dispersed these thoughts.

How could such mysterious things be known in advance?

On the other side, Lao Hu did not persuade Shirley Yang.

I had no choice but to watch Shirley Yang climb up gracefully under the tree.

He looked at it, and suddenly woke up Fatty Wang, who was snoring like thunder.

Fatty Wang seemed to have a pretty good temper, and he wasn't angry when he was woken up roughly by Lao Hu.

"What happened?"

he asked sleepily.

Lao Hu explained to him what had happened.

Then let him watch from the ground, and he went up to meet Shirley Yang.

The fat man said carelessly that the bag was on him.

Take out your weapon and patrol like a soldier.

Not long after, Lao Hu exclaimed in the sky:
"There is actually a bomber on it!"

Lu Zhen smiled lightly and nodded, it was exactly the same as the plot...

Wait a minute?
bomber?
How did he remember that it was a transport plane in the original book?

Lu Zhen was a little surprised, he simply floated upwards.

I want to see what the bomber they discovered looks like.

The tall tree with a height of more than [-] meters has a crown with a diameter of nearly [-] meters.

Under such a huge canopy, it is difficult for even sunlight to penetrate.

Lu Zhen came to Lao Hu and the two of them.

"Master Lu!"

As soon as Lao Hu saw Lu Zhen appearing, he immediately pointed in front of him excitedly:

"Look! This is the bomber!"

Lu Zhen looked horizontally and vertically, but he still didn't recognize the thing.

His understanding of what was in front of him.

There's only one: something that looks like an airplane cabin.

Not only does it lack the iconic wings of the plane, but even the tail seems to be invisible.

But the tail should be hidden by the canopy.

The plane generally fell in an upside-down attitude.

However, because it was intercepted by this huge tree on the way of falling, it did not fall to the ground.

And because of the age, the branches of the two couples' old trees have grown into the plane.

Now it seems that the two have already coexisted as one.

Under Lu Zhen's gesture, Lao Hu and the two slowly approached the open hatch.

I saw that when they approached the tree branch near the hatch, they accidentally triggered some mechanism.

There was only a crunching sound that made people's teeth sore.

A pair of golden pupils suddenly appeared in the hatch.

The two of them suffocated for breath, and before they had time to close their doors, those golden eyes rushed out!

Lao Hu subconsciously raised the flashlight and shook it.

Under the golden pupils, there was an extremely huge horned owl.

And it was a species they had never seen before.

Even Shirley Yang, a well-informed American expert, could not recognize it.

The horned owl was frightened by the two, jumped out of the hatch, and flew into the sky.

The raptor flapped its wings in the air, and the sound sounded like a female ghost crying.

Very penetrating.

After the horned owl was startled out, it circled around and refused to leave.

Those golden pupils stared at Lao Hu in front of the cabin door, with a kind of humanized hatred.

Lu Zhen couldn't help but folded his arms and looked up.

This thing also seems to have a spirit.

It also seems that wisdom has been born from living too long.

But it just doesn't seem very smart.

Well, there is indeed a problem with this place.

Just when Lu Zhen thought so.

The horned owl swooped down suddenly!

And the target happened to be the old Hu who was watching out for it outside the hatch!

In the blink of an eye, the horned owl had already grasped Lao Hu's vajra umbrella with both claws.

That power is so great that even Lao Hu can take off!
Lu Zhen couldn't help exclaiming slightly, the limit of living things was just beyond his expectation!
Just when he was about to deal with Lao Hu.

A "da da da" sound came from the cabin door.

Shirley Yang came out of the hatch holding a submachine gun.

She fired mercilessly at the horned owl.

Although the Raptor is a raptor, it is not as strong as a submachine gun.

After a burst of blue flames, the horned owl was directly beaten into a hornet's nest, and fell from the air to the tree.

"What a fierce firepower!"

Lao Hu sincerely praised:
"What kind of gun is this?"

Shirley Yang raised the gun in her hand: "Thompson submachine gun, alias Chicago typewriter."

"The disadvantage is that it is too heavy."

At this moment, Lao Hu suddenly heard the sound of rapid breathing coming up from under the tree.

He looked down, only to find that Fatty Wang had almost climbed to the top of the treetop!

"Aren't you afraid of heights? How did you come up?"

Fatty Wang scolded angrily:
"Damn, you all came up and left me alone, do you have any conscience?"

"Let me tell you, don't think about two people eating good things alone!"

Old Hu shook his head dumbfounded:
"I don't want to take it all by myself, I came up to investigate."

Shirley Yang put the submachine gun on the ground:
"I misread it before, this is not a bomber."

"It's an American military transport plane!"

Shirley Yang got out again, and she put down a brand new submachine gun again:
"It is estimated that there was an accident here."

"There is no time to unload the supplies inside."

"But I didn't see the pilot and the parachute bag. It should be skydiving."

Shirley Yang analyzed calmly.

But the minds of the two big men were not on her words at all.

The two of them looked at the brand new submachine gun in front of them, and they couldn't help breathing quickly.

This transport plane is used to transport arms, and the materials inside have been strictly sealed.

In addition, this gun is afraid of water, so the bullets and the gun are sealed together in a plastic bag.

So after the plane crashed, very few parts survived.

Just like brand new, even time seems to have failed to leave a mark on it.