The map shows that this tributary of the Charan River, not far from the next fork, joins into a larger network of interconnected waters, dividing the nearby jungle into large and small plates. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you don't take into account the armor-covered behemoths in the water, and the pythons and wild beasts that love to inhabit near river valleys, then the water network is a well-connected and easy to hide route.

It is said that the military of Siam, Vinan and Burma-Tajik once conducted a joint operation to encircle and suppress this "black jungle", and the momentum was huge, and it was almost captured alive that one of the leaders of Siam's side was most likely this "golden python", but in the end, it was in this water net that people were chased and lost.

The leader is still there, the business line is not broken, and the team of criminals is soon growing again, even more prosperous and arrogant than before, in the jungle, they once openly executed the policemen who entered the "forbidden area" through the camera, and the black rainforest in this large area near the city of Manle has become a paradise for them.

But it was only with motorboats and speedboats with motors that it was possible to move through these waters unimpeded. Whoever wants to drive a small boat across this great river of Charan, not to mention the big fish and beasts lurking in the river, those turbulent undercurrents and whirlpools and rapids alone can exhaust the rowers to death!

Zhao Kun was worried, and Max, who was extremely human, barked again, it was much closer to Zhao Kun, and it would actually come to pull his trouser legs. Zhao Kun couldn't cry or laugh - which country trained this military dog? Looks like a little coquettish.

Max led Zhao Kun into the wooden row house and dug the ground with his two front paws. In fact, it didn't move anything except the straw mat on the floor.

But just under the broken straw mat, Zhao Kun discovered the mystery - two movable wooden planks, which can be pulled up to both sides, are a door.

This secret door is actually not very deep. But Zhao Kun was in a hurry in the townhouse before, and there was no need to rummage through it carefully.

Below is a sunken warehouse, the walls of which are fairly tightly made and plastered with lime. Drug dealers may not be able to afford to squander other aspects, and they will not pick the door with weapons. Thanks to them, Zhao Kun refilled a rifle, a pistol, and two packs of ammunition in this underground warehouse. The weapons he had used to hold sheep with him were basically discarded when he was fleeing for his life, or they were damaged by the river.

Unfortunately, the Barrett sniper rifle was too delicate, and there was no second one in the small camp. If he came to a sniper, Zhao Kun felt that he could be the king of the jungle......

He changed into dry boots, new trousers, and still picked out two light military thorns and inserted them into the special side pockets on the knees of these field trousers. In certain situations, cold weapons are almost unlimited, and their role is very large!

The most surprising thing was rummaging through the warehouse and finding an old motor covered in dust under a stack of waterproof felt in the far corner!

I don't know what age this thing is, the structure is simple, there is not even an iron shell in the core, and there is ash on the outside. The power is not large, and it is estimated that it will not be able to bring new boats and speedboats, so it is left idle here.

At this time, even having a car motor is better than rowing with two hands!

Zhao Kun moved the old motor out. Max was quite excited when he saw that he had helped the new owner find the treasure, and after circling around him for a while, Zhao Kun issued an order to let him go around to be on guard.

This helper, I have to say, is more effective than the five pig teammates combined, although Zhao Kun has never met a pig teammate since he led the army.

With Max's guard, he can concentrate a little on the situation in front of him. This dusty little motor, plus gasoline, pulls and does not move! The axles were all covered in oily plaster. Zhao Kun cleared the ashes for a long time, added engine oil, and pulled again, and finally, "suddenly" turned around!

The motor is there, but what about the boat?

This small motor, at most, brings a small wooden boat, it is estimated that he can't afford to carry an iron shell, and then again, he has no place to engage in an iron shell.

His eyes swept around, and he landed on the half-burned row house, and he had an idea in his head.

Max made a round trip, ran back to take a look, and sat curiously on the ground to watch his master tear down the house. After brushing twice, half of the big bamboo wall is gone, and the removed roof straw cover is not needed, just throw it on the ground, but the thick rope that fixes the roof and grass cover and brushes with oil is not wasted, and it is all untied!

That's right, Zhao Kun plans to make a raft by himself! And it's super small.

Continuing to drive Max on patrol, Zhao Kun began to saw bamboo. The bamboo removed from the wall of the house is light and strong, soaked in oil and waterproofed, this special treatment of old bamboo, the more exposed to wind and rain, the stronger it is!

He saws the bamboo short, probably less than two meters long, and the lighter it is, the faster it is. In this kind of water surrounded by predators, there is also a possible water patrol to dodge, and the slow speed and large volume are looking for death!

Hit a layer with nails, nail them together, and then, using the most primitive method, fix the knots over and over again! The nails may loosen due to friction and the impact of the water, but the rope soaked in oil is tighter and tighter! This is the safest option.

In less than two hours, a small bamboo raft was tied, and the motor could be used as long as it was hung up and fixed.

He summoned Max back, and with his hands and feet, dragged the bamboo raft, which was about his height, to the river, pushed him into the water, and stood up to try it himself. The raft is small and has a somewhat deep draft, but it floats fairly steadily.

Zhao Kun has already properly treated the wounds on his body, the one that was scratched by the giant python before, in such a harsh environment, there are faint signs of inflammation, but there is no medicine, so it can only be properly wrapped with dry cloth. As long as the smell of blood doesn't escape, he's safe for the time being.

Food and water are wrapped and fastened to bamboo rafts. Zhao Kun was about to start the motor, but without waiting for him to call, Max jumped from the water's edge without hesitation and stood on the bamboo raft.

Zhao Kun breathed a sigh of relief, he was worried that this loyal dog would be nostalgic for the camp where he had been living and would not go with him.

In areas where the current is gentle, a penny is enough, Zhao Kun is a little on the shore, and the bamboo raft floats lightly on the road.

He had looked at the map and already knew it. There had been a lot of detours, but it was also good - he marked the location of each camp he passed, and although he couldn't completely avoid it through the intricate water net, he at least knew where he needed to pass silently and quickly, or simply hidden.

Relying on this small bamboo raft can only walk a limited way, and when it crosses the water network and really joins the Charan River, it is absolutely impossible to ride a light boat and carry big waves. How to get there, Zhao Kun already had a preliminary plan in his heart.

As for whether it can be implemented, then it is purely a step by step to see one step at a time! (To be continued.) )