After looking deep into the tunnel for a while, sun Cheng suddenly opened his mouth and asked the Decepticon engineer next to him.


    "If the bottom of the tunnel is pierced, will the magma pour in?"


    Although trindadi island is small, its location and terrain are very good. It can be used as a material transfer station. It''s a pity to give up.


    "The possibility is very low. In fact, the end of the tunnel does not directly border with the magma. There should be a gap below. The specific space from the magma needs to be measured before it can be determined. According to the geological data of human beings on earth, theoretically, as long as the fire mountain below the island does not erupt, the magma can hardly pour in from the tunnel!"


    "That''s good!"


    After listening to the Decepticon engineer''s explanation, sun Cheng nodded with satisfaction.


    His body had been repaired when he returned to base 2 not long ago. At the same time, the surface was coated with a special coating, which can withstand the high temperature of more than four or five thousand degrees in a short time.


    Looking at the depths of the tunnel, sun Cheng was eager to try.


    At present, they said to the pioneers, "I''ll go down and have a look first. The fraud body can''t stand the high temperature of magma. You can''t stay with thunder for too long. Just stay on it."


    The scammer nodded hurriedly. He was miserable by the red spider pit. The body was only slightly stronger than the ordinary Decepticon cannon fodder. The main material was steel and the melting point was very low.


    As for the forerunner and thunder, they will not disobey sun Cheng''s orders.


    After the explanation, sun Cheng looked at the tunnel again and jumped down without any hesitation.


    He calculated the speed when he fell. When he was only a few meters away from the bottom, several jet ports popped up at the bottom of his feet and legs at the same time, allowing him to fall steadily at the bottom of the tunnel shrouded by light white fog.


    "Temperature 127 degrees!"


    Sun Cheng measured the temperature silently, and then shot two detection lights from his eyes again.


    After scanning the ground for a few seconds, he let himself fly up a distance and immediately raised his hand to shoot a combat missile at the bottom of the tunnel.


    "Bang!"


    The missile, which was not very powerful, hit the ground and exploded immediately, blowing out a not very deep hole at the point of the tunnel.


    then