As they ventured deeper into the cave, signs of human habitation began to appear: charred marks on the ground and haphazardly discarded firewood in the corners, some of which had already decayed and weathered.

Wang Hansheng observed carefully: "There are traces of life here. It's strange. What happened to stop this battalion of Japanese soldiers who were transporting weapons?"

"It was wartime, and time was of the essence. Weapon transport was a matter of life and death. How could they live in caves and not transport weapons?"

"Yes, it is strange. Be careful."

Ding Rui's heart tightened, and he looked around warily. The closer he got to the inside, the more he saw bones appearing on the ground and against the cave walls, along with scattered firearms.

Wang Hansheng's gaze fell on the clothes, which were torn and scratched, with obvious signs of ripping.

"Were they fighting? Why are there tear marks on these clothes? The fabric is torn, not weathered."

"Hmm, it looks like a fight. There are gunshot marks on the wall. It's just that their weapons transport battalion isn't trying to find a way to deliver the weapons, so why are they fighting here?"

Further on, there were scattered bottles on the ground. I picked one up and looked at it: "The name of the medicine... the bottle is empty. Has the medicine been taken?"

Ding Rui looked up and his pupils suddenly contracted: "Look over there, how come there are so many corpses?"

The view was filled with densely packed white skeletons, piled up like small hills, roughly numbering over a hundred. They didn't seem to have died naturally, but rather that they had been stacked together like this.

"Wang Hansheng, take a look. The remains here should belong to that battalion. What happened to cause their entire army to be wiped out here?"

"Didn't we send out a distress signal? How come they're all dead here?"

Ding Rui's gaze was quickly drawn to the boxes, and his eyes lit up: "Look over there, that must be the weapon we're looking for. Let's go, let's open the boxes and take a look."

Wang Hansheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the skull drawn on the box: "Wait, medicine, bones, torn clothes, a gang fight, a skull."

"No, this isn't a convoy transporting guns and ammunition. Normal convoys wouldn't have this kind of skull and crossbones pattern."

"Unless it's poison or... a biological weapon, a plague virus."

Upon hearing this, Ding Rui subconsciously took two steps back, looking at him in astonishment: "What did you say? How is this possible? According to the information intercepted by the Chinese army, this Japanese battalion should be transporting guns and ammunition."

Wang Hansheng looked grave and shook his head: "No, if it really was a convoy transporting guns and ammunition, why would the Chinese army intercept it? Isn't that too much of a coincidence?"

"Forget it, whatever it is, we'll find out by opening the box. Even if it's some kind of plague, decades have passed, it should have lost its activity by now."

"We only need guns and ammunition, not those strange things. If we come across any sealed bottles, we must be careful not to break them."

"Okay, I understand. Let's begin."

The two men began to open the boxes to inspect them, and their expressions changed as soon as they opened them. Almost every weapon box contained a black, sealed container.

Upon seeing the sealed container, both men felt a chill run down their spines. This was definitely not a normal thing; they only wanted the weapon, not the sealed container.

If I take the sealed container away and touch it, will...

Looking at the contents, Wang Hansheng said gravely, "Ding Rui, the items have indeed been found, the information is true, and the weapons depot is indeed fine, but the problem lies with the bacterial canisters they were carrying."

"This thing is sealed, but it's still very dangerous. If it were to leak accidentally, I don't know how many people would die."

"Look, an entire battalion has died here. Their mission certainly wasn't to hide weapons in the caves; it was to transport them to the front lines, yet they all still died here."

Ding Rui nodded and said, "I know. We don't understand this stuff and don't know how to handle it. We need to find someone who knows. You come over and take pictures, and then we'll go back and talk to the boss."

"Have him find someone to come with us and properly dispose of those sealed containers. It would be best to bury them in the mountains so they're safe. Then we can figure out how to get the weapons out of the mountains."

"This operation is not difficult. You can talk to their brigade as a merchant and use the pretext of purchasing mountain products and medicinal herbs to smuggle these weapons away. This is the safest way."

Wang Hansheng hummed in agreement and carefully closed the lid of the box.

"Alright, let's look around now and see if these skeletons have any papers or anything like that on them. Let's take them back and check."

The two searched for an hour before opening a file bag wrapped in oil paper. The papers inside had yellowed over the decades, but the writing was still legible.

After scanning the documents, Ding Rui said in a deep voice, "This team is also in a bad situation. They were tricked into coming out to deliver weapons, thinking that the boxes contained weapons and poison or something."

"They had no idea it was a contagious bacterium. There must have been a collision that caused the problem, and the contents leaked, infecting them. They called for help from outside, but no one came to their aid."

"It's also because those in higher positions are well aware that they are infected, even if they themselves are unaware of it."

Wang Hansheng thought of the traces left from the fight, the bloodstains left on the mountain wall, all of which proved how desperate this place had been back then, and how they had been trapped and died here.

Waiting for a rescue that will never come, they were abandoned as pawns. Perhaps when they finally realized what was happening, they thought about escaping, but by then they probably didn't have the strength left.

The two dared not touch anything here. They took the documents, took some photos, and left the cave. Looking out at the bright sun, they slowly exhaled and felt the chilling sensation gradually subside.

"Go find some vines and we'll cover this place up so that other hunters won't discover anything amiss and ruin our plans."

Wang Hansheng nodded: "Okay."

After working for a long time, the two finally covered up the entrance to the cave, concealed the traces they had left behind, made some marks around the area, and headed back.

An hour later, Ding Rui looked at the marks on the tree with a gloomy expression: "Damn it, we've circled back again. It's broad daylight, how could we possibly get lost?"

Wang Hansheng glanced at the location of the cave, a knowing glint in his eyes: "The magnetic field here is wrong. Our eyes are deceiving us. If we continue to rely on our eyes to find our way out, we won't be able to get out."

"you mean……"

"Hmm, close your eyes and walk in one direction. Don't let your eyes mislead you. Try to see if you can get out. If not, you'll have to wait until night."

Ding Rui remembered that they had followed the will-o'-the-wisp to find the cave last night. If they went in the opposite direction, they could return to Ox Horn Mountain and find the way down.

The two exchanged a glance, then grabbed a stick and began to grope their way in one direction.

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