Everyone looked at him.
The foreigner James also saw it, frowned and shouted something to this inexplicable Chinese overseer.
Chen Wang ignored it.
He walked around, stood directly in front of the cave-in, and closed his eyes.
A three-dimensional picture appeared in my mind. The direction of the rock formations, the stress points, the shape of the landslide, and - the place where the echo was wrong.
He opened his eyes.
"The people inside can live for twelve hours."
He spoke in Chinese, but his eyes fell on James' face.
"I can get in."
James was stunned.
Not because of what he said. It's because of what he said next.
"The muddy shale softens when it meets water. The main collapse area is 35 meters away from the entrance of the tunnel, but the collapse progresses step by step. If I guessed correctly, there is a secondary collapse point 20 meters ahead. The real trapped area is between the two collapse points, where there is air."
Speak fluent English. Liverpudlian accent.
James' mouth opened, but no sound came out.
The face of the tall and thin translator next to him changed. He looked at Chen Wang and then at James, but did not dare to translate - because there was no need for translation, the foreigners understood.
