"These poachers are so ruthless. Not only to wild animals, but also to their own people. Xiao Peng stroked the two jaguars. Motioning for them to calm down: "I know you want to get your companion back, but it's not the time yet, haven't you heard? It's time for us to act when the buyer comes. And don't you see? They all have weapons. That means there's danger, so don't worry. ”

He was now in a tree in the distance, staring at what was happening in the poachers' camp. These poachers have already been sentenced to death in his heart. Of course, how to do it was still a problem, and he didn't want to get himself in trouble.

"Huh?" Xiao Peng tilted his head, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. What is the dense stuff on this trunk?

Take a closer look, good fellow, it turns out that the place where you are is the 'temporary barracks' of Bryde's ants.

The name Bryde's ant may not be familiar, but it is also known by another name, the legendary marching ant.

The ants that are usually called 'marching ants' are actually a collective name for three types of ants, namely 'marching ants', 'two-section marching ants' and migratory ants.

Although marching ants live in Africa, two-section marching ants live in Asia, and migratory ants live in South America, scientists have found that in fact, three types of marching ants have a common ancestor, their ancestors can be traced back to the Cretaceous period, when the continents were still connected, and 100 million years ago, with the separation of the American continent and the African continent, so the three types of marching ants developed separately.

The three types of marching ants live in tropical areas, especially tropical rainforests, and there are no marching ants in deserts where food is scarce.

No matter what kind of marching ant it is, it is always in the 'march' and has no fixed home. They only settle in one place for two or three weeks, and then spend two or three weeks moving to the next, and the 'makeshift barracks' of Bryde's ants are usually on tree trunks, and the ants huddle together to protect the larvae and queens in the middle.

Every day, an army of Bryde's ants began to patrol the woods, forming a column 15 meters wide and tens of meters long to leave the nest and harvest all the small animals they encountered like a sickle. Insects, spiders, scorpions, centipedes are not spared, and sometimes lizards, snakes, and chicks become their food. And the most terrible thing is that these prey are not eaten on the spot, but decomposed and transported back to the 'barracks' in the rear.

Unlike other ants, they never send worker ants to scout for food, and they act collectively to scout, forage, and hunt. Never go it alone.

But the most awesome thing about this marching ant is their queen. Once the army of Bryde's ants is stationed in a place, the queen ant will develop rapidly, soon pot-bellied, and after a week, it will lay 100,000 to 300,000 eggs in one go, and after these eggs hatch into larvae, the queen ant will stop laying eggs and go directly to the next place, and after arriving at the place, the larvae will also grow up, and then the queen ant will continue to lay eggs, and the cycle of this process.

However, the Bryde's ants are still a bit tender compared to their West African relatives, the Wechsler marching ants, which can reach up to 20 million in size and stretch for 100 meters as they advance. The queen can lay four million eggs a month。。。。。。

Many people think that marching ants are the kind of big killer weapon that people block and kill Buddhas, and there are white bones everywhere they go, but in fact, this really misleads film and television works.

Although there have been records of large animals being killed by marching ants, most of these animals are unlucky people who have been locked up by humans and have no way to escape, or poor creatures who have been seriously injured and unable to move. More than ninety percent of the food of marching ants is insects.

The reason for this is quite simple, although the marching ant can face any enemy by numbers, but 。。。。。。 They climb too slowly! A single marching ant can travel about 100 meters in an hour. A colony of marching ants can travel at a speed of one hour and twenty meters! Babies can climb faster than them, so how can they hunt large animals?

Xiao Peng picked up a soldier ant of Bryde's disease resting on a tree, about a centimeter long, and a third of it was its big teeth, which was a thing.

Xiao Peng was still there observing the Bryde's ants when he suddenly heard the sound of the engine.

He hastened to follow the prestige. A runabout approached. Xiao Peng hurriedly put the ant back on the tree: The main owner is here.

Huh, why does this runabout look so familiar?

After seeing who was coming, Xiao Peng took a breath, he was really an acquaintance! Professor McGill and his student Walter! There was also a local Brazilian biologist. Are they the buyers behind the scenes?

Damn, I also donated tens of thousands of dollars to them, this Nima was fooled? This is what you forced me!

Xiao Peng turned and entered the rainforest, he wanted them to know what real pain was.

He rushed out as fast as he could, and ran back as fast as he could. He didn't want to miss something, but when he came back, he was still stunned: "I'll go, what's going on?"

The two jaguars looked at Xiao Peng with a look of grievance, and they couldn't say anything when they saw it.

There were a lot of people in bush police uniforms in the poachers' camp, and they were there to catch the poachers? So why were McGill and Walter lying on the ground? And why were the bush cops and poachers holding guns at the two of them?

Xiao Peng's eyes widened as he watched what was going on over there.

Professor McGill was lying on the ground with a frightened expression and a wound on his face. Walter wasn't much better, and was there supporting McGill.

"What the hell is going on with Professor Miguel?" Professor McGill looked horrified.

The Brazilian biologist who was with him shrugged, "Professor McGill, you're a bit idiot with this question. And for what else? Money, of course. The smuggling of rare animals is a huge chain, do you think that a few poachers can support such a large industry? You still want to fight the poaching industry here? Who do you think you are? You can't break everyone's jobs, do you? You touch the cake of too many people. ”

Professor McGill said angrily, "Miguel, this is the activity you proposed, the capture of poachers, and you are the leader of the anti-poaching movement, aren't you?"

Miguel shrugged: "Of course I proposed, otherwise how could I have gotten more patronage? How else would I have gotten more international prestige? If I hadn't done this, how would I have gotten more wealth and fame? But this time you've gone too far." Did you know how much money I spent to buy these jungle cops?"

"Miguel, what nonsense are you talking about him?" said Sheldon, "this time we're developed. You don't know what prey we've got this time!"

Miguel glanced left and right: "Where's Neil?"

"He never came back, I don't know what happened, and we weren't his babysitter. But don't worry, he's not a newbie either. He'll be back. Sheldon said.

Miguel nodded after hearing this: "How is the prey this time?"

Sheldon looked helpless: "Let's get rid of the two of them first and then chat, okay?" Do you think this is a good place to chat?"

Miguel laughed and looked at Professor McGill and Walter on the ground: "This is the Amazon rainforest, not a place for scholars in these laboratories to play, there are so many beasts and poisonous insects here, it is really too easy to have some accidents." Do you think it's better to feed them to piranha or to feed them to crocodiles? Well, although they are less painful to feed them, I suddenly think it's better to feed them piranhas. After all, I don't want to leave too much evidence, and piranas are cleaner when they dispose of carcasses, aren't they?"

After speaking, Miguel took out a small metal box and took out a needle from it: "McGill, you are a good zoologist, so I will give you an experience that no one else can ever get, this is a fiery red ant toxin, you will be paralyzed all over your body after injection, but you can still stay awake, you can personally experience the feeling of piranha devouring your body." ”

After saying that, he took out a dagger: "I just need to cut a knife on you." ”

McGill looked terrified: "Professor Miguel! You can't do this! God, this is murder!"

Miguel smiled: "McGill, believe me, you are not the first, and you will definitely not be the last." And you can only blame yourself for all this, if it weren't for your own self-inflicted contact with the jungle police here, things wouldn't have turned out like this. So, you're looking for your own death. ”

After Miguel finished speaking, he walked to the two people on the ground with a needle.

"God, Professor Miguel, if you let us go, we promise not to tell anyone about it, and we promise to keep it a secret. McGill said.

Miguel smiled and shook his head: "McGill, don't be naïve, you and I both know that only the dead can keep secrets. Before I send you off, I have good news for you, you will go down in history this time. Because these two Spinax macaws I will donate to the Brazilian government, which we snatched back from the poachers together, but unfortunately the two of you gave your precious lives to save this Spinax macaw. Wow, I can imagine how much fame this can bring me------ you can see how I am fame and fortune in heaven!"

McGill was still trying to struggle, but Miguel had already injected the fiery ant antoxin into his and Walter's bodies, and their pupils instantly dilated and they lost focus.

"Sheldon, give them a few knives and throw them into the river. Miguel commanded.

"Okay。。。。。。。 Oh my God!" Sheldon suddenly jumped to his feet as if he had been shot.