Lord Helanza

Not far away, there were waves of crying cubs of owl beasts, echoing in the quiet forest, making He Boqiang's back hairs about to stand up.

He cautiously put aside a bunch of thorny trees, bypassing the big family owl beast far away, and put out a place where he can no longer hear the owl beast crying. long breath.

Surdak complained that it was difficult to meet the wild beast in the forest when he went out on patrols and on duty. But he didn’t expect to meet the wild beast when he entered the jungle west of the forest farm. This powerful terrestrial bird.

The big family of owl beasts gathered in the forest and was sharing a spot-tailed deer. In the hierarchical family of owl beasts, family status determines the order of eating, perhaps the cubs are waiting Some of them can't wait, want to break this order of eating, but after being repaired by Fiercely, the crying will slowly subside.

The forest is dense with branches and leaves. There is no sunshine all year round in the forest. Many leaves fall on the ground and slowly rot. The rotten soil is very soft. There are many branches buried in the mulch. These branches are like It is a zombie arm buried in rotten leaves. If you are not careful, you will trip over these dead branches.

Some damp rotten woods are covered with densely packed black fungus, many tree roots are covered with light brown moss, and there are various oily yellow mushrooms on top, and the color is light yellow If you can identify those edible fungi and wild vegetables, you can pick up a large basket without going too far.

This forest farm is very large, and you can see huge tree stumps from a long distance along the hillside. He Boqiang discerned the right direction and rushed all the way, but unfortunately he couldn't find the one hidden within the valley after walking far away. On the channel of the supply line, I met all kinds of small beasts in the forest. Those small beasts were not too afraid of people. There was even an ocelot chasing He Boqiang from the tree all the way, constantly making demonstrative calls, just like He Boqiang invaded its territory.

He Boqiang crossed the forest farm and waded across a shallow stream. He couldn't find any forest paths in front of him. He could only search along the aimless land beside the river.

Except for the chirping of some birds and the rustling of leaves, no other sounds can be heard in the jungle.

After walking not far, I saw some blood stains on the rocks of the river beach. He Boqiang thought it was Jeronnan who had stayed. He was about to step forward to take a closer look, and suddenly heard the word'叽The weird cry of gu lu'in, happened to see a few strange-looking people who were just native with animal skins and banana leaves surrounding a huge boulder by the river, eating a whitefish.

Several wooden spears are placed on the rocky beach by the stream. In addition to the wooden spears, there are also a few wooden bows on the rocky beach, but it seems that this rough wooden bow has a very limited range. , But there are no traces of the battle around. It seems that Surdak and Sam are not at war with these indigenous people.

Soon the bloody fish was eaten up by the natives. The seven natives did not rush to leave. Instead, they stripped off their skins and jumped into the stream. He Boqiang After groping around, there was no trace of the second squad, so the aboriginals were not disturbed, and they continued to touch the depths of the jungle.

Just when He Boqiang wondered if he was lost, he finally found a forest path in the jungle. Although the road is not too wide, there are still traces of ruts on the road. Although it has been fuzzy under the wash of rain, the footprints on the side are clearly visible.

It can be seen that these footprints were left by the iron boots of the infantry battalion warrior. After running so far, the warrior of the second squad was not found. The boiling blood in He Boqiang's body gradually cooled down and calmed down. He Boqiang began to think about how many indigenous people could be dealt with with his own strength.

He stopped there for a while, and suddenly felt a dazzling light dazzle himself.

He Boqiang didn't turn his head to check, but quickly hid behind a tree.

As he hid his body behind the tree, the feather arrow shot silently from the right back, and nailed it to the trunk with a'poof'.

If it hadn't just been alert and hid behind the tree in time, it is estimated that this red-tailed feather arrow had already been inserted in the back, and cold sweat suddenly appeared from He Boqiang's head.

Following the direction from which the arrow came, the silhouette of the dense foliage flashed, and the dark silhouette quickly hid in the forest.

Didn't expect an aboriginal to follow him unexpectedly, He Boqiang did not go after the aboriginal, but carefully pulled the red tail from the trunk when he met, it was an arrow The feather arrow is polished with white bones. The feather on the tail of the arrow is a very beautiful red feather. He Boqiang can't tell which feather is on the bird.

The arrow of the bone arrow is stained, and it looks like some poison has been smeared.

Continue to explore along the forest path. The indigenous person always follows He Boqiang, and shoots a cold arrow at He Boqiang as long as he has the opportunity, but he always refuses to be in front of He Boqiang. In a conflict, every time a feather arrow is fired, he will quickly escape into the jungle, without giving He Boqiang any opportunity.

With such a tail behind him, He Boqiang's spirit needs to always maintain a high level of tension, which can easily make people feel tired.

He Boqiang watched all around carefully, and found a slightly open place along the forest path. From a distance, he saw the native flashing past the jungle, and the native was on him. Wearing clothes woven from branches, holding a wooden bow in his hand, and a pot of red-tailed arrows on his back, he stretched out very vigorously.

He chased the aboriginal and came to the place where the native was hiding. The aboriginal had already escaped, but the sense of danger never disappeared. He stayed in place for a while at He Boqiang, with three red branches. The tail arrow shot from He Boqiang's side. He Boqiang cried out in surprise and fell to the ground.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from the bushes. The bushes trembled lightly, and a young aboriginal dressed in leaves emerged from it. He was holding a wooden tree in his hand. The bow, cautiously close to He Boqiang, with a red tailbone arrow on the wooden bow in his hand.

At a distance of ten meters from He Boqiang, the young aboriginal stopped. The bow and arrow in his hand pointed towards He Boqiang, ready to make up another arrow.

As he pulled away his bow and arrow, He Boqiang jumped up from the ground and threw the Roman sword in his hand directly.

The Roman sword brought a split the air sound and steadily inserted it into the young native’s chest. The heavy Roman sword broke through the native’s sternum without hindrance, and the huge force brought the native to Backed three steps, firmly nailed to a thick tree.

The young natives were spitting blood out of their mouths, holding the hilt of the Roman sword tightly with both hands, but it was a pity that they could not pull it out with all their strength.

The blood gurgling in his chest, He Boqiang walked over embarrassedly, watching the young native coldly, pulling out the Roman sword inserted into his chest, and cutting his throat homeopathically, young The indigenous people fell softly to the ground.