At the edge of the hole, the metal had been rolled up, and untreated, Sodal could tell at a glance that it was the result of violent destruction. Some of them are like the various workpieces that are destroyed when doing the ultimate strength test in the factory.

The cold air that had gathered inside turned into a substantial thick white mist, and at this time, the mist poured out of the hole like flowing water, and slowly fell at Sodar's feet. The temperature dropped in an instant, and his body couldn't help shaking. The cold storage still looks very high-tech, and the cooling temperature can make his skin tighten through a thick layer of clothing.

Sodar picked up the steel plates on the ground and set them aside, which he might need later. The cold air had already condensed into substance, and Sodar used his hand to symbolically fan it, but to no avail. It was not clear what was inside, and the goods that could be transported in such a high-standard cold storage must also be high-grade goods of the same level, and he had no items in his heart that could be compared with them.

After spinning the lampshade on the miner's lamp and concentrating the light into a brighter beam, the foggy outline of these things appeared in the mist. Placed in rows, reflecting a little cold light, it seems to be a large iron can-like goods. He made a preliminary judgment.

Inside the cold storage, near the hole, there was a broken iron shelf protruding from it, and the torn wound was covered with untreated barbs. Sodal was a little curious, trying to see what was inside. He put down the cutting tool, and he was the only one around, so he magnified his courage a little, endured the bone-chilling cold, and leaned his body into the cold storage.

Sodar was standing, the hole was at the same height as his chest, and it was not easy to get into it. He propped his hand on the edge of the hole, bent down a little, and when his head poked a little distance, he probably touched something, and a heavy object suddenly fell from his head and grazed the lamp. The originally oblique light, due to the change of the position of the miner's lamp, directly hit the alloy floor of the cold storage at this time.

"Knock knock 、、、" are all made of alloy, and the sound of colliding with each other is crisp and loud, and it is transmitted in the wind in an instant. Sodar's body twitched with the sound of the weight falling to him, and he was startled. Not just the sudden stirring sound, but also the weight that the voice represents.

The thing that fell just now is definitely more than 100 catties. If my head had been a little more in it, and it had just hit my head、、、、 Sodar was afraid for a moment, and he didn't dare to think that the little curiosity that had arisen had disappeared at this moment.

He instinctively tried to pull his head back, but under the vertical light, he saw something, and his body froze in place.

Perhaps it was the steel canister that had just fallen that stirred the cold air in the cold storage, breaking the flow cycle that had been formed so hard. Just as a large boulder falling into shallow water briefly shatters the surrounding water, the same is true of the white air conditioner here.

The thick fog dispersed, and the light illuminated a white alloy floor, mirror-like, reflecting the light of the miner's lamp. Sodar squinted his eyes to see what was in the light.

It was a clean floor, and many steel canisters more than half a meter long had fallen from it. Almost all of these steel cans have broken gaps, large or small. They didn't roll around on the flat cold storage floor because something was blocking them.

That's a man, right? Looks like he's been dead for a while. Salda looked at the things that were half blocked by the cold air, and already had the correct answer in his head. All he saw was an outstretched arm, and everything else was shrouded in mist. The palm of the hand was already white from the cold, and the blood vessels on it were all bulging for unknown reasons, as if they were about to explode from under the skin. The fingers are full of condensed muscles, and you can really feel the power of this palm at a glance.

Sodar had seen the corpses, and he was not very stressed. It's just that he can't figure out why the corpse is lying in this cold storage. Is it also goods?

And judging by the unusual pale color of the arm, he judged that the corpse had been lying in it for some time. However, upon observation, the arm still does not seem to be completely frozen. In the eyes, from the fingers to the palms, to the thick arms, there is still some flexibility and elasticity.

He had a brutal picture of a large living person being forcibly thrown into this cold storage and then the exit sealed with steel plates. This man must have experienced inhuman despair inside, feeling the last bit of loss of sensation in his limbs, and then accepting the cruel fact that he would slowly freeze to death.

What the hell. Sodar cursed in his heart, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he wanted to smoke again. It's about to be the time of the New Year, and he actually encountered this kind of thing at this time, which made him feel bad omen.

As he cursed in his heart, a thick red liquid flowed over the clean ground, and soon touched the arm that was still in rest.

What is this?, Sodar's eyes followed the thick red liquid, and found the source. From those steel cans, the one that just fell. The liquid was pouring out of it, and in a moment it covered the ground with Sodar's light.

Maybe it's some kind of chemical. Sodal's nose moved, and he didn't smell anything but cold.

Don't smell better, he reminded himself. At this moment, the sound of heavy footsteps came from a distance. After passing through the wind, it becomes somewhat choppy. Sodar quickly pulled his head out, and saw a light approaching from the top of the heavy train.

It was the soldier, Sodar judged as he looked at the strong silhouette. So pretending to have just finished cutting the steel plate, he immediately opened the welding tool and began to use the hole in front of the cover of the alloy sheet.

It can be a lot of people to learn the craft, and when the soldier came, Sodar had already sealed the hole completely.

"Hello!" Sodar greeted calmly, warning himself in his heart, behaving naturally, and pretending not to see the corpse inside. Otherwise, I don't know what will be involved. The fact that there were regular servicemen to take over this retrain speaks in itself about its importance. If some secrets are involved, Sodar feels that he still has a long life ahead of him, and that there may be many unexpected surprises in the future.

"It's already been opened, so it's almost time to mend the black iron steel plate. Sodar dragged aside the steel plate and began to cut it to the shape of the hole. That's when it's time to move his own face away.

"Good. The soldier replied lightly, his eyes scanning the slicing Sodar a few times before finally looking away into the darkness in the distance.