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The east was already bright, but the sunlight shining through the dense branches was pitiful, and I could barely see a puddle of scarlet semi-congealed liquid in the air in the forest, and the air around it was filled with a strong smell of blood, like a red carpet abruptly spread out on the turquoise grass.

Zhang Han squatted down and pinched it with his fingers dipped in a little blood, it was thick, judging from the feel, it should have been left in less than two hours.

Putting it under his nose and sniffing it, Song Bo shook his head and said, "I don't know if it's human blood." ”

The taste of human blood and animal blood is very different, different animal blood will exude different tastes, for example, sheep blood has a strong smell, dog blood is a faint pungent taste, and cold-blooded animal blood and warm-blooded animals are also different.

And the difference between the blood of the same mammals is not very big, Song Bo can't tell this, he can only be sure that it is the blood of mammals, as for whether it is human blood or monkey blood, it is impossible to judge at all.

Zhang Han stared at his feet, then reached out and picked up a piece of animal hair that he didn't know what it was, took it in his hand and looked at it and threw it away, this is not a basis for judgment at all, this is a forest, and animal hair is too common.

Ahmad said worriedly, "Will something happen to Xiaomi?" ”

"Instructor, let's look around, shall we?"

"Xiaomi is not usually such a person, now is the training period, how can she run around?"

The butterfly and the flame rose said something to each other, and the color on their faces was not easy, they all knew that the situation was not quite right now, where did Song Xiaomi go?

Why not say hello or leave a mark?

Who left that pool of blood on the ground?

Could something have happened to Xiaomi?

Was it attacked by a beast or an enemy?

Everyone who was tormented by these problems was restless, if the blood was really left by Song Xiaomi, looking at the amount of blood, the condition would not be too good......

If it was an encounter with the enemy, wasn't it arranged by the instructor? Could it be that Song Xiaomi's disappearance is just a test for them?

After observing the look on Zhang Han's face, this thought was dispelled.

"Look around." Song Bo was a little anxious, but he tried to restrain himself from showing it, but his eyes still showed worry that could not be concealed.

He only has one sister, Song Xiaomi, and now his whereabouts are unknown, life and death are uncertain, how did you make him calm?

Zhang Han did not agree to Song Bo's request for a search, but sent four investigators out and stayed in place to check the traces.

This is not a very large open space, in the middle of the position there is a big tree hugged by three people, I don't know if it was uprooted because of the strong wind, leaking out of the top of the head a palm-sized sky, because of the cover of the big tree There are not many plants around, but there is a lot of understory vegetation.

Vegetation has become a natural trace collector, and Zhang Han found that there were many footprints of different shades and sizes without careful observation, and they covered a wide range of densely packed areas.

Among them, there are four kinds of footprints that were stepped on by road combat boots, which should be Chen Xiaofeng and others, who went to the northeast.

There were also dozens of pairs of scattered footprints heading due north.

In addition to himself and Chen Xiaofeng in this forest, there is actually a third group of people?

Seeing this, Zhang Han felt even more complicated. If Song Xiaomi continues to chase Chen Xiaofeng, he will definitely leave a mark for the tactical team and the support team to guide, and there is no mark to indicate that he is not chasing Chen Xiaofeng.

There are only two possibilities left, first, Song Xiaomi went to chase the third group of people. Second, Song Xiaomi was arrested by the third group of people.

Zhang Han looked at the blood on the ground that was about to clot.

God forbid that girl had better be nosy than be meddled.

The investigators who had been sent out in less than ten minutes returned.

Sister Mao Mao ran out of breath, but she looked very excited, saluted Zhang Han and said, "Instructor, the target we are tracking has gone to the southeast, and Song Xiaomi's footprints have been found on the ground, going due north, and at the same time, there are dozens of footprints on the ground that are also going due north, and their identities are unknown." ”

Song Xiaomi's footprints were found on the ground, which means that Song Xiaomi is fine, at least she can walk.

Hearing this news, Song Bo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it was really the blessing of the ancestors of the old Song family, if something happened to that girl, her eldest brother would not be skinned by the elders when she went back.

"Mr. Zhang." Jiang Qin came over at this time, hesitated and didn't know what to say, and finally muttered a few words in Zhang Han's ear.

Zhang Han looked at Jiang Qin, "Are you sure?" ”

Jiang Qin said uncertainly, "There is such a situation, but the probability of being bumped into by us just now is too small, if this is really the case, we have to call the forest rangers." ”

"Ranger?"

"Hmm." Jiang Qin nodded and said, "The National Protector Forest Ranger Team is understaffed, so they will ask the local police to assist in dealing with it." ”

"Fart." Zhang Han scolded bitterly and said, "When the people from the forest rangers come to their butts are cold, anything can happen during this time." ”

Jiang Qin looked aggrieved and didn't dare to speak, he knew that this trip was not good, but he couldn't push it off. I can be scolded just by putting forward an opinion, even if Qian Dejiang wants to scold people, he will not be so casual, and at worst, he has to find a positive manager.

Song Bo pulled out the matching gun from behind and said to Zhang Han, "I'll take someone over to find Xiaomi, and you go after the target." ”

Zhang Han shook his head, he always felt that things would not be so simple.

"Two joys."

"Brother Han."

Zhang Han said, "Take the reconnaissance team and the support team to continue to follow the target, and Song Bo and I will go over to take a look." ”

"Yes!"

The women's marines were divided into two teams, one team was led by Erxi to chase Chen Xiaofeng, and the other team was led by Zhang Han and Song Bo to find Song Xiaomi.

There is no cell phone signal in this large, scary primeval forest, and the electronic devices on the body are a pile of garbage, which can only be used this way.

Zhang Han regretted it a little, he had already asked Song Bo to bring a few satellite phones when he came, Fang Zheng didn't have to pay for it himself, don't want it in vain, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen halfway.

The top of a hill.

It is surrounded by lush vegetation and towering trees, and endless mountains stretch as far as the eye can see.

If Zhang Han's location just now can only be said to be the edge of the forest, then this can be regarded as the depths of the forest.

The deep mountains and old forests give the impression that there should be silence everywhere off the beaten track, but here it is noisy and full of noisy sounds, a cauldron is steaming, and the stump next to it hangs upside down the animal carcass of a tired antelope, the skinned ones are thrown aside, and the chubby guys are folding several sheepskins into bags.

The carcass of an antelope is drenched in blood, and the slightest glance at it makes your skin feel tight.

"Old ghost, you haven't done a good job yet, I'm hungry and can't stand it, so I'll shoot you to death." A guy squatting in the distance with a worn-out AK47 in his arms and smoking a cigarette shouted.

The man guarding the cauldron spat on the ground, "Nima coin, you think you're the only one waiting to eat?" ”

In the space between the conversations, more than a dozen people came back from a distance, without exception, all carrying guns in their hands, and their bodies were covered with colorful kingfishers or animal furs, and their eyes were blank but very gloomy, as if they didn't care about everything.

More than a dozen people, without exception, carried a shotgun, and if you look closely, there are a variety of models, some are antique firearms from World War II, and some are tattered items with the butts of the guns all gone.

Who cares about that? Just be able to shoot bullets.

The guy in charge came over and looked at the man who was cooking, "Eat mutton again?" ”

"Mutton is convenient, we only need skin, and meat is considered waste, otherwise where can we find something to eat?"

The leaders don't care, after all, they are here to earn money, not to enjoy life.

"I'll go to bed, and call me when I'm ready."

As he spoke, he got into a certain oversized tent. The cook pulled the rope on the stump, and the skinned antelope went directly into the pot of boiling water without disemboweling it, and when it was cooked, it was torn and eaten like an animal by the gang, leaving only a skeleton of Bai Sensen.

People are human beings in society, not in the forest, they must learn to live like animals, and animals are not as particular as people, as long as there is something to eat.

Without salt, sanitation sounds ridiculous.

It's a super camp, big enough for no more than a hundred people from the outside, as evidenced by the constant return and departure.

Every time someone returns, they send their prey to a warehouse full of millions worth of rare species.

Of course, only some of them remained, fur or antelope horns, or bones and internal organs, as long as they could be sold at a high price on the black market, they were all kept, and the worthless ones were eaten like the antelope.

Half an hour later, a group of people around the skeleton of the antelope set out again, their work began in early spring and continued until the snow closed the mountain, in order to make a fortune in this time, and then in winter they would squander all their money, and when the early spring came, they would be active again in the depths of the forest, repeating what they had done last year.

Another group of centaurs rushed back, and after handing over the prey to the warehouse, a man with a pimple on his face and not very old looked like he pulled out a small thing with snow-white fur from his arms.

The animal was only the size of a palm, fluffy and floppy like a hairball, and it looked very endearing because it was shivering in an unfamiliar environment.

"White Velvet Marten!" Those who have knowledge have discovered its eye-catching value.

Most of these guys are uneducated, but they are well-informed in the professional field of poaching, and they can even shout the name of the white velvet marten.

"Haha, it's time for Lao Tzu to get rich, I'm really lucky today." The acne man said ostentatiously.

The man who was cooking grinned, snatched the white velvet marten with lightning speed, carried it on top of the boiling cauldron and said, "You want to break the rules?" All the prey has to be turned in, sold and divided equally, don't you know? ”

No one noticed that in the bushes far away from the camp, a small hand was clenched tightly in anger at everything, and the beautiful eyes were staring at the white velvet marten hanging on the pot of boiling water, which could be scalded alive at any time, and it was very difficult to put the guy into the pot of boiling water.