Chapter 978
Some teams in the southern faction have people like this. In the second half of 2009, many rusty Ming Dynasty Shenwu iron cannons suddenly appeared on the southern antique black market. They were installed on both sides of the warship. One of them was even on the " "Treasure Hunting" column, these are all cut from ancient sunken ships.
The inflatable belt and cylinder that Lao Ka brought with him were different from those used by Master Ji before. His inflatable belt was wrapped with soft copper, which was thinner and had sealing wax at the joints. The cylinder is also smaller and is a hydrogen-oxygen mixing bottle specially designed for underwater use.
"You want to take off your head too?" Brother Yu asked, taking a diving suit.
He nodded and said, "I'm going to go down and take command, leaving one or two people above to watch, while everyone else goes into the water."
Because the diving suits were not enough, they looked at each other and Brother Yu said: "Let's do this. You two girls stay here and watch, and we guys go down. This is fair."
"What?"
"fair?"
Ah Chun raised his eyebrows and said, "Yu Wenbin, do you look down on me?"
Brother Yu immediately waved his hand: "No, I don't look down on you, I just think it's better for you to stay on top."
He put his head on and said, "Just listen to Wen Bin, Xiaoxuan, you and Miss Achun stay above to take care of you. It's also important to keep an eye on this place, and keep the flashlight on."
Xiaoxuan nodded and said yes, Ah Chun would not argue.
Several people took to the water one after another with headlamps.
Black, too dark.
Thousands of years have passed, and not a ray of sunlight can shine underwater. There are no fish, not even aquatic plants can be seen. The only thing we can rely on is a headlamp.
A large number of stone sculptures of ghost cubs are lying quietly on the bottom of the water, and some are still standing.
These ghost stones seem to have not been disturbed for a long time.
I dived down to the iron house and took a look with my headlamp.
It is similar to what Dou Yazai described. It is made of pig iron, stained with rust, and has doors, windows and eaves carved throughout. There are many nail patterns protruding from the two small doors of the iron house. If you reach out and touch it, you can feel the unevenness.
Lao Ka wore a mask and sunglasses, and carried two gas cylinders, one large and one small, on his back. One was connected to the mask, and the other was connected to the hose, followed by the special cutting gun in his hand.
On the way here, Lao Ka gave me a general introduction, so I know a little bit about it.
There are two ways to light a fire. One is to light it on the water and swim down with a cutting gun.
The other is to point it underwater. He has a homemade lithium battery lighter, the size of a palm, and uses this point.
At that time, Shi Laoka said with a smile: "Professional people will install anti-backfire devices around the gas supply main pipe, and they will also install air leakage detection and explosion-proof valves at the bottom of the cutting torch."
I asked him if you didn't?
"Do you think I have it?"
I shook my head, and he gave me a homemade gas bottle and an ordinary leather pipe.
I asked, what if the operation is incorrect and the air leaks? Will it explode when exposed to an open flame?
He nodded and said: "Air leakage is bound to happen. I have been working for so many years, and there has never been a time when there was no air leakage. It leaked again and again."
Seeing my ugly expression, he added: "When you cut something underwater, the unburned hydrogen will gradually move upwards. When I cut, I also cut from top to bottom."
"As long as I keep a steady hand and keep the fire going down, I'll be fine."
After thinking about this, I took back my thoughts.
Watching the old card is already on fire.
The special cutting gun emitted a yellow-blue flame underwater. Lao Ka adjusted his sunglasses and swam over with the cutting gun in hand.
He moved very carefully, raising his elbows very high during swimming to avoid hitting the air supply pipe.
Unable to speak underwater, Lao Ka pressed his hand on the small door of the iron house and turned to look at the leader.
He gestured with his head, meaning let's get started.
Because people float up and down in the water, Dou Sprout got under Lao Ka's crotch and held his legs tightly with his hands to keep him as stable as possible.
The cutting gun spurted out tongues of yellow-blue flames, forcing back the surrounding water flow, and Lao Ka's long hair flew back and forth.
The cutting gun approached the iron house and gradually increased its firepower.
The flames reflected on the old cassette's sunglasses, making people watch.
It was like his eyes were on fire.
