Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 488 Sacred Lake Wilderness
Zhang Wuxun looked at the locator he had found inside the statue of the god of faith, his expression dark and unreadable.

So that's what the Germans were planning.

"Young Chieftain." Logonbu's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "What is hidden inside this statue?"

“Locator.” Zhang Wuxun quickly removed the battery and wiring from the black cube and said in a deep voice, “This thing should be the most advanced equipment the Germans have. Given the depth of our current location, I’m not sure if they can accurately locate us here. Just to be on the safe side, go and tell Dan and the tribesmen to prepare early. We’re probably going to have a tough battle ahead.”

Logonbu was puzzled. "To get here, you first have to dive more than 300 meters down the deep ravine of the glacial lake, enter through the abandoned volcano at the bottom of the lake, and continue downstream for more than 100 meters. Then you can swim into a natural mountain crevice and swim upstream along the underground river for a long time before finally reaching this part of the mountain. Moreover, there is a Maponimum in the water to protect you, so outsiders can never get in here."

When they entered, there was the thick, living submarine, Mapenim. Zhang Wuxun's perception of the surrounding environment was not clear. He could only judge whether he was going up or down by the tilt of Mapenim's body.

He thought for a moment and asked Logombu, "Besides taking the waterway, are there any other routes near the glacial lake to get here?"

The Germans only had accurate maps showing the route from outside the mountains to Lake Umbonga, and their targets were limited to that area.

After a moment's thought, Logombu said, "If we're talking about the area near the ice lake, then the only option is the Ice Burial Cliff."

"Is there a passage leading directly here from below the Ice Burial Cliff?" Zhang Wuxun asked urgently.

“No, that’s not it,” Logomb explained. “To put it another way, the Ice Burial Cliff on the shore of the Ice Lake is like a side gate of a huge mansion, leading directly to the main burial peak. However, there are many mechanisms along the way, and there are copper bell arrays at the entrance and exit. You need to activate the mechanism to bring in water from the underground river to prevent the bells from being triggered.”

"Moreover, the entrance to Ice Burial Cliff is not just hidden, but it is extremely well hidden. Even with the young clan leader's abilities, he was able to enter and exit twice without being noticed, so it was even less likely that those foreigners would discover it."

Hearing this, Zhang Wuxun felt a little relieved. Due to the limitations of human physiology, even people who have received special training can only dive to a maximum depth of about two hundred meters. Even if they could locate that depth, it would be extremely difficult to avoid the patrols of Maponim and find their way in.

Today, the only known funeral entrance for the Khampa people is located below the glacial lake. The entrances to the other snow-capped peaks are thousands of miles away. Without the unique tattoo on the chieftain's body to guide them, even if Logonbu and other Khampa people familiar with the terrain were to search for them, they would eventually get lost in the vast snowfield.

In this way, their focus can be solely on preventing the entry into the Ice Burial Cliff.

The Germans' entry into the snow-capped mountains this time must be driven by their determination to obtain the secrets of Kangbaluo, and the large number of the most elite members of the Quiet Company must have been sent in.

Zhang Wuxun's voice was as cold as iron, "Dan is busy with the burial of the old patriarch, don't disturb him. Let Bai Lingdang take people there. After training for so long, it's time for them to come out and play their part."

"It would be best to intercept and kill them directly in Nightmare Beast Gorge."

Zhang Wuxun collected the broken statue, stared expressionlessly at the gently flowing underground river, and said indifferently, "Don't pollute the water of the sacred lake."

Luogongbu's expression hardened, and he nodded in acceptance. "Yes, we will do our utmost to live up to the young clan leader's expectations."

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Meanwhile, at the Lama temple on the other side...

Overnight, the lake was completely frozen over, leaving no trace on the bare ice surface.

Aside from the room locked by the iron gate, Zhang Haixing searched the entire place but found nothing of value. The fat man found a hammer, broke through the ice to get water, heated it, and called Wu Xie to come and wash up.

Since they weren't in a hurry today, the two of them ignored Zhang Haixing and the others, ate a quick breakfast, and then crawled back into their sleeping bags to rest and recharge.

After a restless nap, Wu Xie woke up to find his sleeping bag empty. He got up and saw Fatty standing by the window, peering down at something.

Wu Xie dared not let the charcoal fire in the room go out. His throat was extremely dry and itchy, and his nose felt like it was blocked with soot, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He picked up the water vat next to his head, saw that there was still water in it, and drank it all in one gulp. He turned to look at the boiling water on the stove, then went over and filled a cup to cool. He then walked to the window and asked the fat man what he was looking at.

The fat man replied in a hoarse voice, "We don't have much food left. We don't know if there are any fish in this lake. We can catch one or two while we have the chance. Even if it doesn't fill our stomachs, it'll be good to satisfy our cravings."

Fat people are naturally prone to internal heat, and the fat man drank a lot of ginseng and ginger soup to keep warm. Coupled with the dry air, his nose had been bleeding intermittently since he woke up this morning. He had no choice but to stuff two wads of wet cotton to keep it moist. As a result, he kept breathing through his mouth, and his voice sounded rusty when he spoke.

Hearing him say that, Wu Xie also peered down and thought the idea was feasible. Anyway, there was still some time, and the location of the corpse in the canyon was quite far away, so the fish might not have picked up the food there.

He asked the fat man, "What will you use to bait the nest?"

The fat man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Haixing, who was sitting by the stove leaning against her backpack. Feng wasn't on this floor; he probably went to the third floor to study the amazing Tibetan culture again.

"Come with me, Fatty has a plan." He called out to Wu Xie, turned around and took out an entrenching tool from his backpack, removed the head, and connected the pipes of the two shovels together to make a fishing rod.

Hearing the noise, Zhang Haixing opened her eyes and looked at them. "What are you doing?"

"Want to go hunting in the wild?"

Fatty rummaged through his medical kit and pulled out two long strands of nylon sutures for stitching wounds. He had Wu Xie hold one end while he held the other, twisting the single strand into two strong strands.

Zhang Haixing frowned. "Be careful, don't go too far."

The fat man gave a perfunctory reply and beckoned Wu Xie to come down to the first floor, heading towards the frozen meat hanging on the wall that had dried into sticks.

“Fatty saw it when we arrived on the first day.”

The fat man jumped up, grabbed a "stick" and pulled it down with his strength. "It's been frozen for so long, it's inedible, but it can be used as bait."

Wu Xie gave him a thumbs up, picked up the broken axe standing in the corner, chopped the freeze-dried meat into small pieces, and then mixed some of the Tibetan rice wine he carried with him into the minced meat.

He used to go winter fishing with his second uncle. When it's cold, fish have a low appetite, so the bait used for groundbaiting needs to have a stronger flavor. The strong flavor of rice wine penetrates quickly and is more likely to attract fish to come and feed.

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