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After another walk, I finally couldn't carry it anymore, so I found a hard ground under a dead tree and came down to rest.

I was as tired as a dog and panting, and after eating some dry food and water, I found that in this swamp, there were no aquatic plants or reeds, but there was no end to the pool, and the white mist was reflected in the mud, like the color of water and sky, like two pure white mirrors, bordering on the edge of the skyline, extremely magnificent, and some people were reluctant to leave this place.

If there weren't so many dangerous creatures under the mud, this place might become a tourist spot, so pure and suffocating beauty, as if it was like two pure mirrors between heaven and earth, pure and flawless, and then there was a single dead tree standing in the mud, there was a peerless loneliness, there was also a unique magnificence, and there was a chaotic vicissitudes of life in it.

"It's beautiful!!" Big Head sighed.

Maybe the world doesn't know that there is such a suffocating beauty in this swamp, but it is often dirty and filthy underneath the more beautiful!

Just let me enjoy this moment, I'm so tired, I really can't walk, I feel like my waist and back are not my own.

"Su Ye, don't you think it's weird?" The big head asked.

"What?"

"In this vast primeval forest, so many forces, armies, and warlords have been here, and they already know the secrets in Skull Mountain, why do they have to walk through this swamp, don't they know that there is a helicopter, just fly directly to Skull Mountain, why is your grandfather the only one who has come out alive so far." The big head said with doubts in his heart.

"This is also where I wonder, what kind of society is there now, science and technology are so advanced, there can't be a place that is so dangerous that humans can't set foot in it, unless this place can't fly in." I said.

Thinking of this, I immediately took out the compass, and when I looked at it, I found that something was wrong, the pointer on the compass was trembling, and I couldn't tell where the direction was.

There's a chaotic magnetic field interfering with the compass and instruments!

At this time, we all understood, before I set the direction of the compass with Datou and we have been walking in one direction, but I didn't expect that in this pure mud, there is a large magnetic field that makes people unable to distinguish the direction.

And this powerful magnetic field must affect the instruments on the plane, and if we guess correctly, we are likely to find some wreckage of modern technology as we continue to walk.

"Is this the same as the legendary Bermuda Triangle, where planes can't fly?" Big Head said.

If this is the case, then Skull Mountain is really Bermuda in China, a mysterious and dangerous place.

But it was such a dangerous place, grandpa actually broke through alone, and survived, thinking about the swamp giant crocodile he met before, and this murderous invisible vampire leech, each of which was almost fatal.

I looked at my watch and saw that the hands on it were also swinging chaotically, and I froze, can this magnetic field even affect the watch?

When I saw this, I felt more and more uneasy, and this uneasiness, like the mysterious mausoleum in the underwater world at that time, had a sense of foreboding in my heart.

"Let's go, let's hurry to Skull Mountain, we still have about ten kilometers left, and we should be able to get there before midnight." As I spoke, I had to carry my head on my back.

The big head shook his head and said: "I just saw this piece of mud, there are no leeches, I can walk by myself, if you carry me, I'm afraid that you will become crippled when you reach Skull Mountain, and you have no combat effectiveness at all, so let's save some physical strength." ”

Big Head was the first to step into the mud, and as he lifted his foot a few times, I was relieved to make sure it was okay, as if we had really passed the leech area.

If it weren't for my physical problem, Datou and I would probably have stopped in the leech swamp area.

Fortunately, the footprints I left along the way also had a clear route in the mud, and we only had to go in the direction we had originally taken to reach the Skull Ridge, otherwise we would really be spinning like a blind man if any equipment, instrument, or compass failed.

This time, he changed to the big head to lead the way in front, and his injuries were not so serious, but the wound on his back was still faintly painful, but his face was much better.

After walking about three or four kilometers, on the endless mud pool, we saw the wreckage of some planes, including warplanes from World War II and the wreckage of modern helicopters, these aircraft were stuck in the mire, only the rusty and overgrown shells were exposed, and the people inside had long since disappeared and died here.

Big Head and I got into the wreckage of the plane, looking for something that could be used, and found that the equipment and weapons were rusty and unusable, but we found some magazines, which could be used after cleaning up, just to replenish our lack of ammunition.

This quagmire seems to be as quiet and peaceful as its pure beauty, except for the chaos of the magnetic field, and there are few bottomless pits in the mire, which has increased the speed of my head and me.

Before you knew it, the sky had darkened, the white fog turned into a black mist, and the whole land was instantly pitch black, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

"Damn, it's dark this day, it's too fast, at least it's too much." The big head scolded, peeking out of his backpack with a searchlight.

It's strange to say, I can't see the sun in the mire, this transition from day to night is only a few minutes, and I and Datou hardly feel any excess, and the sky is dark, and we can't see our fingers in an instant.

The reason for this may have a lot to do with the dense fog of this environment, during the day, the sunlight shines on the dense fog to form a variety of refractions, so the quagmire seen is a white world, it can also be said that as long as there is a little light outside, the white world will be formed inside, once the sun goes down the moment, there is no light refracted in the dense fog, and immediately this quagmire is instantly darkened.

The night came, so we had to slow down, and the fog began to thicken, and it was impossible to see anything at all from ten meters away, and I and Datou could only stay within three meters, once we exceeded too far, I couldn't even see his figure in front of me.