Chapter 348 The mental hospital was blown up, that's why there's a cemetery.

The desolate cemetery in the eastern suburbs of Beijing was overgrown with weeds. In some places, the weeds were so tall that they could completely cover a person. Bai Nuo, who had just grown to 1.6 meters tall, could not be seen at all from the outside.

After walking through a patch of weeds, there were more than a dozen graves scattered around. Most of the graves did not have tombstones. A few of the tombstones were covered with a thick layer of soil, and the writing on them was faded and illegible. It looked like no one had paid attention to them for more than ten years.

So this area must be an abandoned graveyard, and even if there are still family members living in this world, no one would dare to come and pay their respects during the era of destroying the Four Olds.

This special operations team, belonging to the military headquarters, was so secretive that few people even within the military region knew of its existence. It was understandable that they placed their headquarters in a place no one would frequent, but…

"Who was the brilliant strategist who put the headquarters entrance here? What's the point? Is it because it's lively at night?"

Bai Nuo stood between two unmarked graves, speechless as she looked at Fang Meng behind her. She wasn't afraid of any of this. Let alone graves, even if two floating things suddenly appeared, she could still chat with them about how they died. She might even get some gossip that others didn't know, after all, she was someone who had followed the zombie king and gotten all the gossip.

She just couldn't understand why such a perfectly good team would settle down here.

Fang Meng gave a helpless smile, took a half step forward, took the little girl's hand, and explained as they walked towards the withered woods behind the grave mound.

"The original headquarters entrance was not located here. Although we belong to the military, half of the team members do not need to live in the military region often, but rather operate outside in disguise. Such team members would definitely arouse suspicion if they frequently appeared in the military region. Therefore, the headquarters was set up on a street in the city, in an old-fashioned pastry shop."

As a result, because one of the team members' ancestors had been making imperial pastries, their pastries were so fragrant that they attracted many customers. Every day, people lined up to buy pastries, and some team members had to wait in line for a long time to go in and give reports. This was not only inconvenient, but also went against the leaders' original intention to hide the headquarters in the city.

So, left with no other option, they closed the store and moved their headquarters to a mental hospital in the western suburbs. The leaders figured that being in a mental hospital would keep them out of the spotlight. And that was indeed the case. Unfortunately, just a month after moving there, a hidden door set up inside the mental hospital was blown up by a patient, almost exposing the entire headquarters.

"It exploded???" Bai Nuo looked at Fang Meng in surprise. This wasn't some mentally ill person; this was a big shot.

"Hmm!" Fang Meng sighed helplessly, saying with a wry smile, "That old gentleman was a researcher before. At the beginning of the War of Resistance Against Japan, he insisted on dropping out of his studies overseas and returning to China, bringing back advanced artillery technology. He was very good at making shells, grenades, landmines, and bombs. Unfortunately, more than a dozen members of his family died at the hands of the Japanese. He was so traumatized by this that he gritted his teeth and persevered until the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan before his mental breakdown. Later, his superiors arranged for him to be admitted to the West Suburbs Mental Hospital for treatment."

He accidentally discovered our secret door and used it as a secret base for the Japanese. We don't know when he hid so many materials, but he secretly made seven or eight bombs, almost leveling the old building behind the mental hospital. Luckily, it was the middle of the night, and no one was inside. The headquarters' secret door was made of special materials, and everyone inside was a veteran; they only suffered minor injuries, with no casualties.

"A divine being!"

Bai Nuo looked at him with admiration, but a sudden pang of sadness welled up in her heart. Even though such a person had completely broken down mentally and might not even know who he was anymore, he still instinctively wanted to destroy the enemy's base and protect his "home" when he sensed something was wrong at the mental hospital.

She never felt that she had the ability to empathize with others, let alone the so-called empathy, so she didn't understand why she felt that fleeting bitterness in her heart. Perhaps it was because they were both mentally ill that she could understand the psychology of mentally ill people better.

Bai Nuo gently shook her head, no longer thinking about those things, and glanced at the strangely shaped trees in the deadwood forest.

Not to mention, if you came here late at night, walked through that eerie graveyard, and approached this strange, seemingly lifeless forest of dead trees that looked like they might come to life at any moment and lunge at you, I doubt many people with strong hearts could calmly continue walking forward.

That's actually a pretty good hiding spot.

"I found this place." Seeing the little girl looking around with an appreciative expression, Fang Meng immediately curled his lips into a smug smile, revealing a set of big white teeth. He was incredibly outgoing.

"Then I don't find it strange at all!" Bai Nuo glanced at the man beside her with a complicated expression. Anyway, none of them were normal people.

The deadwood forest wasn't very big, only about two acres. Beyond the forest was a graveyard, with messy mounds of various sizes scattered across a clearing overgrown with weeds. Finally, Fang Meng led Bai Nuo to the front of a large mound in the middle, bent down and patted several spots on the mound. Then, an entrance leading to the underground appeared on the left side of the mound.

"Let's go, this is the place."

Fang Meng pulled Bai Nuo and bent down to walk into the entrance. As their figures were completely swallowed by the darkness inside, the entrance on the burial mound quickly closed, leaving no trace at the closed opening.

"The Dragon Kingdom has a long history, and some of the introductions in the martial arts movies we watched before were not entirely unfounded. The Tang Clan, which is skilled in mechanisms and hidden weapons, has a historical basis. When the special operations team was first established, some people searched extensively and finally found the back door of the Tang Clan."

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