Chapter 241 Why Are You Not Helping but Still Making Trouble?

At 3:41 a.m. local time, Benghazi--

The captain frowned and observed for a while, and finally determined that Allen's statement was correct. One of the walls of this room was a bit too thick.

"Go upstairs and take a look!"

With the captain's order, several people came upstairs, and a shabby bed immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Under the bed!"

The three of them worked together to move the rotten bed away, and a rectangular board that was obviously completely different from the other floors came into everyone's sight.

"It should be here."

Sanderson volunteered to go over the rotten bed first, leaned over and reached out to feel along the edge of the board for a while. After his fingers successfully found the groove that could be used for leverage, he pulled it up suddenly, and the whole "floor" was lifted up by Sanderson with a creaking sound.

Without the cover above, the actual situation under the board layer was finally fully exposed to everyone. The entrance to the so-called safe house was actually a vertical passage like a shaft!

No wonder the three people felt that the wall on this floor was much thicker. It turned out that in order to conceal their identities, the damn CIA set the entrance in the wall!

No wonder it looked like this place had been robbed but no one had discovered it. Who would have thought that the entrance to the safe house would be set under a broken bed?

"I'll go down first."

Sanderson volunteered and pretended to turn over and go down the well, but before he could make a move, he was stopped by the captain.

"Wait a minute, no hurry!"

The captain looked around the environment in the house, then pulled a piece of wood from the broken bed and weighed it in his hand twice before throwing it into the shaft.

This trick is called throwing a stone to test the water. At least you can know how deep it is below!

In the dark environment, the three held their breath. Fortunately, the sound of the wood falling to the ground was transmitted back in less than a second after it disappeared from sight. Obviously, the depth inside was not deep, and it was estimated to be about 1 floor underground.

Sanderson looked at the captain, and after getting permission, he handed the rifle to Allen beside him, and then held the pistol tightly and prepared to climb down.

There was a metal ladder reserved in advance on one side of the shaft, so everyone was not worried about the entry and exit of this so-called safe house.

"I'm beginning to miss my tactical backpack."

Sanderson made a joke, easing the tense atmosphere of the three people.

This is indeed the case. Since the mission they received was only reconnaissance and search, they did not carry too many tactical equipment during the operation.

They did not expect that there would be subsequent attacks, so most of their tactical equipment was placed in combat backpacks in addition to being installed on the main weapon.

According to their usual combat habits, they would prepare night vision goggles in advance and put them in their backpacks for any night battles, and then use the invisible laser indicator on the weapon to catch the enemy off guard in the dark.

The rifle in the captain's hand was equipped with a tactical laser indicator, but it did not have an integrated tactical light, so it could not provide lighting for the team at all.

Sanderson and Allen's weapons were equipped with tactical lights, but now they were blown into a mess by the javelin.

The three men's pistols had no tactical equipment at all, all of them were bare guns, and for a while, Sanderson could only rely on himself to explore downstairs.

Fortunately, the shaft was not deep, and Sanderson came to the bottom of the shaft in a short while, and then roughly estimated the depth, which was about the same as the depth of a regular basement.

Sanderson fumbled around for a while, took out his lighter from his pocket and lit it. At present, this thing was the only lighting equipment they had.

With the flickering light above the lighter, Sanderson was finally able to see the environment below the shaft.

Unlike the damp and dirty expected, there were not many things placed inside this so-called safe house.

A table, a simple bed, and a set of cabinets were all the "furniture" of this safe house.

A set of radio equipment was set up above the table. It looked old, but it should not be a problem to use. There were several car batteries under the table. I think that should be the power source of this safe house.

However, Sanderson reached out to the switch and tried it several times, but he couldn't light up the light of this safe house. I think the battery must have run out of power.

In addition, there were several cardboard boxes in the corner. Sanderson took a look and found that there were a lot of compressed dry food and drinking water in them.

"How is it? What's down there?"

The captain's voice came from the shaft. I think he was a little anxious waiting up there, so he urged.

"The radio equipment that the CIA said is indeed there, but I'm afraid we have to solve the power problem ourselves."

Sanderson didn't find anything useful, so he had to put his hope on the last cabinet.

Opening the cabinet door, he saw two Glock pistols and several 9mm pistol bullets, but judging from the dust on it, this cabinet has not been opened for at least some time.

Then there was a medical box. Sanderson could guess what was in it. It was nothing more than some common things like bandages and painkillers.

"What is this?"

However, when Sanderson looked down and saw the last few things in the cabinet, his expression finally showed joy.

The remaining things were a few long sticks with the words "SnapLight" printed on them, which looked like candy.

"Glow sticks!"

Sanderson looked happy and quickly took it all out, using the faint light emitted by the lighter to tear open the outer packaging of the fluorescent stick with his teeth.

Sure enough, there was indeed an orange-red disposable fluorescent stick inside. With this thing, the lighting problem was finally solved!

Putting away the lighter, Sanderson groped in the dark and pinched both ends of the fluorescent stick, and then broke it with force. There was a crisp sound from the fragile glass tube suspended in the liquid inside the fluorescent stick.

The chemical liquid in the glass tube merged with the liquid outside and immediately began to produce a chemical reaction. After a while of shaking, orange-red fluorescence that was enough to cover a small area appeared in the basement.

"Head, good news, I found the lighting rod."

Sanderson followed suit and once again took apart a fluorescent stick, broke it off, and then threw it directly below the shaft so that it could provide a view for the two people above.

Seeing this scene, the captain signaled Allen to be alert, and he turned over and went down the ladder to the safe house.

"It's not enough to just have a lighting rod. Without power, we still can't contact our superiors."

The captain took the light stick handed over by Sanderson, went straight to the table, and carefully inspected the old-style radio device.

"This wire went through the wall and it appears to be connected to the broken TV signal antenna outside."

The captain checked repeatedly and finally determined that the battery below used to power the house was really dead.

"I just looked and there is no generator here, not even a hand-operated generator."

Sanderson shook his head. There weren't many useful things in this broken house. What kind of safe house was this?

The captain ignored Sanderson, but simply removed the electric clamp on the battery and replaced it with another car battery.

The expected power restoration did not occur, and the transformer indicator light next to the battery did not even light up.

"We can't be so unlucky, can we?"

"Stop the crow's mouth."

The captain glared at Sanderson, who was not helping but making sarcastic remarks. He reached out and replaced the electric clamp to the last car battery.

Crack!

A dazzling electric spark flashed, and the originally dark safe house suddenly regained its light!