Chapter 337: Zhang Shuya held the large snow egg

To tell the truth, Wang An didn't know what to do either; if he had known, he wouldn't have felt so terrible.

Immediately after, Wang An explained the overall situation inside the courtyard where the dugout was located to Zhang Shuya.

According to the people in the settlement, the gate of that dugout was also nailed together with very thick logs. After the gate was closed, the entire gate looked basically identical to the fences on both sides.

Moreover, this gate was not only very heavy, but it also had two very long crossbeams to bar the door.

He confirmed it was *lin* (third tone), not a lever, nor a stick, because a crossbeam is completely different from a lever or a stick.

Only the thick wood used for building houses is called a crossbeam, the kind with a diameter of about 20 centimeters or more.

The most impressive part was that on the ground after opening the gate, there was still a damn huge "widow-maker" pit.

Some people might ask, there's a widow-maker pit at the entrance, does the owner of this dugout have a problem? How does he usually enter and exit the courtyard?

But since the Old Mountain Dog dared to dig a widow-maker pit at the entrance, he must have thought of this problem long ago.

That's right, it's building a bridge.

To be precise, it doesn't count as a bridge; it's actually a movable ladder, but since this ladder is used as a bridge, calling it a bridge is also fine.

And this bridge was placed right next to the widow-maker pit.

In other words, unless the people inside come out themselves, or there is someone inside to help, people outside can't get in.

Otherwise, if people outside wanted to walk in normally, that would be absolutely impossible.

After Wang An finished speaking, Zhang Shuya was completely stunned; her mouth was half-open, and she didn't even blink.

After a long while, Zhang Shuya muttered, "Do I have to use a mortar to blast it?"

Upon hearing this, the three of them—Wang An and his companions—fell silent simultaneously, because they felt that Zhang Shuya was right.

Zhang Shuya pondered for a while, looked at the three silent men, and said very unwillingly, "Then I still want to go see the situation before deciding."

Wang An glanced at Mu Xueli and Wang Li, then looked at the sled and said:

"Alright then, Xueli and Fifth Brother, you two watch the sled. It's full of meat, and the smell of blood is quite strong, so you two stay alert. I'll go take a look with Officer Zhang."

"Understood, Brother-in-law."

"Got it, Fourth Brother."

Mu Xueli and Wang Li answered almost simultaneously.

Wang An nodded and took the lead, walking forward. Zhang Shuya immediately took a few quick steps to follow Wang An along the footprints.

The two passed through the shrubbery and soon arrived near the dugout.

When they were about 10 meters away from the dugout, Wang An and Zhang Shuya stopped advancing.

Because within 10 meters of the dugout, there were only some slightly taller weeds; things like shrubbery and trees had all been cleared away completely.

After careful observation, Wang An said to Zhang Shuya, "The chimney is smoking; this person has already entered the dugout, and the gate is barred. Shall we go back?"

Zhang Shuya said, "Let's keep watch for a while longer. What if he comes out again?"

Wang An slanted a look at Zhang Shuya and said, "What can you do if he comes out? Can you fly in and catch him? Even if we shoot him and cripple him, if no one opens the door, can't we still not get in?"

Zhang Shuya didn't speak and continued to observe the entire courtyard.

Suddenly, Zhang Shuya asked, "Big Brother, do you know how wide that widow-maker pit is?"

Wang An thought for a moment and said, "Normally it's two and a half meters, at most 3 meters. What do you want to do?"

Zhang Shuya's large eyes rolled, and she said to Wang An, "So the distance from the innermost side of that widow-maker pit to the fence is at most less than 4 meters, right?"

Wang An thought about it and nodded slowly. However, just after nodding, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head sharply to look at Zhang Shuya, and said, "Wait, Officer Zhang, what are you planning? Don't do anything reckless."

Wang An immediately added:

"There isn't even a foothold on that fence. Besides, that fence has been there for how many years? The key is that the base of that fence has been buried for so long; it's probably rotted through. Can it support you?"

Wang An could see it now; Zhang Shuya getting caught was definitely her own doing.

Wang An said a lot, but Zhang Shuya didn't listen at all. She just looked at the fence and said:

"Big Brother, cover me in a moment. I'll climb in from behind the dugout, and then when I get to the dugout entrance, watch my hand signals and shoot at that small window of the dugout."

A dugout like this doesn't have many walls, and to keep warm, the window is very small. In winter, the window is also in a sealed state.

After Zhang Shuya finished speaking, without waiting for Wang An to object, she darted out first.

Wang An just wanted to grab her, but Zhang Shuya had already gone far. Wang An said one word very helplessly: "Damn!"

Having no choice, Wang An had to raise his gun to his face.

Zhang Shuya ran quickly to the fence behind the dugout, then took off Wang An's overcoat and threw it on the ground.

Immediately after, Zhang Shuya took a few steps back for a running start. By the time Wang An saw Zhang Shuya again from his line of sight, she was already at the very top of the fence.

This fence, nearly 4 meters high at its tallest point—Zhang Shuya simply ran and jumped up easily.

It was truly impressive, but the posture was also truly bizarre.

Because the fence was made of thick logs, essentially individual tree trunks, and they were uneven tree trunks, and the top of each trunk had been chopped to a sharp point.

At this moment, Zhang Shuya was hanging on top of the fence using all four limbs.

It must be said that Wang An was truly sweating for Zhang Shuya, because right below Zhang Shuya was the famous widow-maker pit.

If she fell, Zhang Shuya's entire body would instantly be pierced with a bunch of holes by the sharp wood inside the widow-maker pit.

However, hanging on the fence, Zhang Shuya didn't look panicked at all. She only paused on the fence for less than three seconds before Wang An saw Zhang Shuya fly out.

That's right, she just flew out.

Because Wang An didn't understand how Zhang Shuya leveraged herself, but anyway, from the hanging posture, her entire body shifted horizontally.

Then Zhang Shuya stretched her body in mid-air, made a turn, and changed into a posture with her feet up and her head down.

However, the moment Zhang Shuya landed, she did a lazy donkey roll and stood up immediately.

It could be seen that Zhang Shuya didn't take a fall at all; it was as if she had just stuck to the ground for a moment.

This scene made Wang An feel hot-blooded and envious; this was simply too damn impressive, like lightning.

Mainly, this set of movements by Zhang Shuya actually gave people a feeling of being as light as a swallow, as if the earth had no gravity at all.

After Zhang Shuya stood up, she walked a few steps toward the dugout, but suddenly stopped again. Then, Zhang Shuya just squatted there and started scooping snow to make snow eggs.

Seeing this, Wang An was a bit confused at first. Why not hurry up and work? What's the use of making snow eggs?

Is this a snowball fight to decide the winner?

But immediately after, Wang An was stunned by Zhang Shuya's actions.

Because a dugout basically doesn't have any walls, which means the roof of the dugout is basically level with the ground.

Although it must be slightly higher, it really isn't much higher. This slight height only serves to let water flow out when it rains.

Under Wang An's gaze, Zhang Shuya picked up a large snow egg.

I've been editing the text for a day, I'm really sorry, but those who understand know what's going on, so the next chapter will be posted a bit later. I'm really sorry, I'm currently typing.

(End of chapter)