The night in the jungle was much more dangerous than the day, and Cao Wu and the others arranged the order of duty, except for Fang Luxiao, the rest of the people rotated every two hours.

I don't know if it was because of the story told by Fisher, but it was cloudy in the second half of the night, and when it was almost dawn, the rain also fell.

Cao Wu woke up from the time the rain just fell, he slept softly, and he would be woken up if he was a little louder.

When the sky was bright, Fang Luxiao also woke up, she was woken up by the resurgence of the ground.

Cao Wu boiled hot water in Fisher's pot, brewed instant coffee for her to drink, and took out ready-to-eat food from his backpack for breakfast.

As the sky began to get dark, they set out in full gear, and it was better not to stay in the jungle for long in the rain.

Where water is abundant, weather forecasts are always inaccurate.

Cao Wu and Fang Luxiao both brought raincoats, and they followed Fisher's advice and made adequate preparations.

The rain washed away the sweltering heat of the jungle and replaced it with dampness and ice.

The road under his feet became more muddy, and the dead branches became slippery due to the rain, and Fang Luxiao had slipped twice.

Fisher said that the rainy season is the biggest killer in the jungle, and it is better to speed up and return home as soon as possible.

Indeed, under the rain, the jungle had changed from yesterday's state of life to silence, with only a few birdcalls occasionally.

Because of the clouds, the trees are luxuriant, and even in the daytime, the light in the forest is not too strong, and it is black and numb to see the distance.

Today's road was much more difficult than yesterday's, and although they had picked up their speed, the return to the seaplane was still much later than planned.

After walking for a day, I ate some dry food for lunch, and I didn't rest much, Cao Wu was tired, let alone Fang Luxiao.

Therefore, after seeing the seaplane, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Putting down the backpack, regardless of the dirt, he sat directly on a fallen dead tree, Fang Luxiao hammered his legs, hissing and inhaling the cool air.

Cao Wu used to sit next to her, helping her massage her muscles and relieve fatigue.

Suddenly, he heard the exclamation of Fisher who was walking to the side of the plane, and then he screamed, Cao Wu couldn't help but turn his head and look over there suspiciously.

Xiao Zhao followed, and Cao Wu saw Fisher jump onto the plane pontoon, and the cat's waist drilled through the bottom of the plane, jumped to the other side, and then shouted again.

"What's going on?" Fang Luxiao was a little puzzled and worried, Cao Wu comforted her, and then got up and asked about the situation.

"Fisher, what's going on?" asked Fisher loudly as he stepped over the dead tree that had crept into the water.

"Those damn leper monkeys!" Fisher scolded in English, and Cao Wu could see what was going on on his side.

The fuel tank cap on the side of the plane was pried open, the inner lid was also hanging outside, and the plastic window on the side was also pried open, and Fisher was pulling the porthole to look in.

Fisher jumped back with a look of indignation and explained, and Cao Wu understood what was going on.

Their stuff was stolen.

That's right, in the depths of this inaccessible rainforest, their things were actually stolen, and the thieves were most likely tribesmen living in the rainforest.

So many years have passed since the intermingling of human civilizations, and most of the people living in the tribes in the depths of the jungle still have some understanding of the outside world.

Maybe they don't like it so much for people from the outside world, but they still like things produced by the outside world.

In the jungle, the most popular outside item in the jungle is gasoline, besides food.

During the rainy season, it often rains for several weeks, and it is difficult to collect dry firewood during the rainy season.

A flammable source of fire, such as gasoline, is loved by the tribesmen.

Although the route designed by Fisher for Cao Wu and them was to go deep into the jungle, it was not as deep as they thought, at most it was deeper than ordinary tourists, after all, tourists like Cao Wu and their status, if something went wrong, he couldn't afford it.

And in these routes, although there are not many indigenous tribes, there are still a few.

However, Fisher basically knew the people of these tribes, and the people of those tribes of his plane also knew him, and this situation rarely happened.

But today it happened, and they were caught up by Cao Wu and them.

Fisher checked it, and the contents of the plane, including gasoline, were all looted, and the fuel tank was also pumped to the bottom, and the plane could not take off.

It was also the first time that Fisher had encountered such a situation, and he was rarely depressed.

Knowing the situation, Cao Wu couldn't help frowning, and he was a little more careful in his heart.

When he was away from home, he couldn't help but think about it when he encountered such a situation.

It doesn't matter to him himself, the problem is that he still has Shinoxiao with him.

Xiao Zhao saw his concerns, so he comforted him in Chinese: "Brother Cao, don't worry, with us, this should be an emergency, we have a satellite phone, you can call for support." ”

Hearing this, Cao Wu put some snacks and asked, "Then what should I do now?"

Xiao Zhao said: "Let's listen to how he solves it first, and if it's not reliable, we'll figure it out ourselves." ”

Fisher had already run to the backpack, rummaged through it for a while, and pulled out a black bump - he also had a satellite phone with him.

dialed a number, and after connecting, Fisher said a lot, Xiao Zhao could understand some local words, so he helped Cao Wu translate: "He's looking for a friend, see if he can help send some oil." ”

Hearing that he was trying to figure out a way, Cao Wu was much more relieved, he returned to Fang Luxiao's side and told her about the situation.

Fang Luxiao wasn't very worried, she believed that Cao Wu would protect her.

After a round of phone calls, Fisher found Cao Wu and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, I asked a friend to bring us gasoline, but he won't get the plane until tomorrow morning." ”

"Then what are we going to do tonight?" Cao Wu asked, do you want to sleep in a tent again? The ground by the river can be bubbled with water, and there is no way to sleep at all.

Fisher patted his chest and said, "I'll figure it out, I have friends here." ”

It was only after half an hour that Cao Wu finally knew who his friend was, and in the darkness, a little spark flickered upstream of the river, and a small wooden boat appeared there, with a torch stuck in the stern, and an indigenous young man propped up by a long wooden pole, and headed towards them.

"Tuha!" Fisher greeted him, and helped the boat to the side of the small harbor.

"Let's go!" he beckoned everyone to get on board.

Cao Wu and the others boarded the boat and sat down, and the native boy took two oars from the bottom of the boat, handed one to Fisher, and then the two of them rowed hard.

Sailing against the current, it was a bit laborious, and they rowed for a long time before they reached a gentle beach.

Fixing the boat to a dead tree on the shore, the native lad drew his torches and led them into the jungle, and in a short time came to a tribe.