“What do you make of it?” Biff asked Muscles.
The burly mechanic scratched his head. “You got me. Could be a lot of things. It’s got to be something mighty important, something really top secret to build this gigantic complex in this remote spot. And how did they get all this stuff in here?” Muscles asked himself.
“I think,” Biff said, “we’d better get away from here—but fast.”
Muscles nodded in agreement. The three backed down, reached the fence, scrambled beneath it, and headed for Jaraminka.
Making as much speed as they could, they put distance between themselves and their startling discovery. Biff’s mind was filled with questions. Foremost among them was one which kept coming back like an exam question he couldn’t answer.
Did this tremendous, secret construction job have anything to do with Uncle Charlie’s flight into China?
CHAPTER XVII
A Red Hot Lead
Night overtook Biff, Chuba, and Muscles before they reached Jaraminka. All were tired. The going in the dark was rough. But Biff was determined to reach the town before they halted.
“Another hour,” Biff said, “and if we haven’t gotten there, we’ll hole in for the night.”
“Okay by me,” Muscles answered.