In the room of the earthen wall bungalow, Song Xiaoshuang stood next to the wooden table, looking at Sima Yuru's black bun on the back of her head, the collar of the big lapel sweatshirt exposed her entire neck, and a trace of sweat seeped out of her neck, Song Xiaoshuang's expression was a little weird.

Sima Yuru was wearing a headset and was standing in front of the short-wave tactical radio, and a few minutes ago, he had tried to send an encrypted radio signal according to the communication frequency and digital code given by Song Xiaoshuang, but he had not yet received the radio signal from the other party.

After Zahid asked the two tribal warriors who were in charge of the radio station to leave temporarily, he stood at the door with his back against the wall, using different communication frequencies and digital codes to control the radio, confidentiality is very important, Zahid, as a grassroots commander of a tribal armed force, of course knew what was at stake, and did not stand in the room to watch how Sima Yuru used the radio, Zahid just needed to hear good news.

As Sima Yuru said, it would be best to have support before the extremist rebel armed terrorists entrenched in the desert on the west side captured the village.

"There is no call back, it may be a while to wait!"

Sima Yuru took off the headset that just kept echoing noisy and empty radio echoes, picked up half a bottle of bottled water on the table and poured a few sips, the sultry weather in the desert made her feel very uncomfortable, watching Song Xiaoshuang staring at her neck carefully, Sima Yuru was not angry and talking.

Sima Yuru secretly slandered men in her heart that they were all like birds, and this Song Xiaoshuang was even more ruffian, and his eyes were unscrupulous, very hateful! Since he knows the communication frequency and digital code, why not use the radio himself, he can just say that he can't use it, why remember the communication frequency and encrypted digital code? I really thought she was a radio operator.

Song Xiaoshuang knew that Sima Yuru was very dissatisfied, but he didn't see it, the strange expression on his face had disappeared when Sima Yuru took off the headset, Sima Yuru's voice did not fall, Song Xiaoshuang whispered without much expression: "Sima Yuru, have you been bitten by a tree cobra?" Something is not normal about your sweating! ”

"How do you know!"

Sima Yuru's eyes were solemn, and he blurted out.

Only a very small number of people who have been bitten by a tree cobra will have a chance to get the serum and survive, and even fewer people know that after being bitten by a tree cobra, they will sweat a lot more than usual within a year, and it is easy to lead to dehydration if they are not careful. How could Song Xiaoshuang know this? Even the average herpetologist who is not a student of West African snakes may not be aware.

Song Xiaoshuang's eyes swept over the small LCD screen of the short-wave tactical radio on the table, and he didn't see the digital code with a callback, and looked at Sima Yuru and said with a smile: "You forgot what Uncle Isam does, he is a wizard born and raised in the desert tribe, I don't know how many people have been rescued from the mouth of the snake, I know that the sequelae symptoms after being bitten by a tree cobra are nothing, right?" And you are naturally resistant to all kinds of snake venom, you didn't inject antivenom at all, you just left a scar on your body"

"Song Xiaoshuang, I'm not done with you, it's so hateful!"

Sima Yuru roared inexplicably with shame on her face, and threw a small half bottle of bottled water towards Song Xiaoshuang, and after seeing Song Xiaoshuang take it neatly, Sima Yuru let out a sigh of relief, tried to calm her emotions, and ignored Song Xiaoshuang.

She was indeed bitten by a tree cobra that slipped into the consulate last month, and was bitten on the fart when she went to the toilet to release water, it stands to reason that the agent has a little bit of an instinct for danger, it was really strange that day, Sima Yuru didn't know how a black tree cobra slipped into the toilet.

After feeling the pinprick pain on the buttocks, Sima Yuru found that half of the body of a tree cobra was rapidly sliding out of the toilet cubicle.

Since she was a child, she was not afraid of being bitten by snakes, and after joining the military intelligence system, she didn't know how many poisonous and non-venomous snakes she had bitten, and she had left a faint scar after the fart, but it was the first time she was bitten by a West African tree cobra, and she really felt that the snake venom released by this snake would have strange sequelae symptoms on people, that is, there would be a lot of sweat, and the wound of the tree cobra bite would form an ugly scar, and it would take a long time to be absorbed and replaced by human tissues.

Sima Yuru thought to herself that she would not be known by the second person if she was bitten by a snake, who knew that the damned Song Xiaoshuang not only knew that she had been bitten by a tree cobra, but also knew where the scar was!

At this time, Sima Yu felt like his whole body was being looked at, and he could only let him continue talking with a low roar!

Song Xiaoshuang shook his head and put the bottled water on the table, he has the ability to detect spiritual power, not only can he use his spiritual power to penetrate the wall to see dozens of meters away, but the ability to detect living creatures, especially human beings, is his strength, no matter how many clothes men, women and children wear in front of him, as long as Song Xiaoshuang's mind moves and consumes spiritual power, the effect achieved is like an X-ray, from the skin to the internal organs!

If his palm on the body of the person being explored consumes more mental power, and he can probe the microscopic level of human tissue cells without being disturbed, the reason why Mai Jide was able to be revived by Song Xiaoshuang consumed a lot of Song Xiaoshuang's mental power. Of course, Song Xiaoshuang is not so boring on weekdays, and the unscrupulous perspective of the human body will not only waste mental power in vain, but more importantly, it will affect the spiritual nature of cultivation, and Song Xiaoshuang will only do this when he rescues his companions around him, from the skin to the internal organs to the tissues.

When facing the enemy, Song Xiaoshuang will observe the ancient martial energy or abnormal energy on the opponent's body, which is another state of spiritual power probing and will not stay on the surface of the body.

Song Xiaoshuang noticed the obvious beads of sweat on Sima Yuru's neck, and felt that something was really wrong, the desert was indeed dry and hot, but there was a bungalow to shade, and the others were not as obvious as Sima Yuru at all, wearing a wide robe and scarf to cover their faces, at most they were sweating slightly, worried about whether Sima Yuru had a hidden illness, and immediately released his mental power to explore Sima Yuru's body through his clothes and pants.

When he found the ugly scar on Sima Yuru's buttocks, Song Xiaoshuang understood what was going on, Sima Yuru must have been bitten by a snake in the toilet, and was bitten by a tree cobra, remembering that Uncle Issam also went to the toilet at night, and a tree cobra fell from the acacia tree, Song Xiaoshuang felt that both things were related to the same snake, and they were both when they went to the toilet, Song Xiaoshuang felt very funny, so he said it with a bad taste, but to what extent Song Xiaoshuang was still very clear, You can't completely provoke a woman, otherwise a woman is usually terrible once she launches a rush.

"In order to comfort someone's fragile heart, No, this is for you, don't forget to apply it to the scar every day, maybe the scar will be gone in a week, this is given to me by Uncle Issam, just give it to you?"

Song Xiaoshuang took out a red cool oil box from his trouser pocket and put it on the wooden table.

Hearing Song Xiaoshuang say this, Sima Yuru picked up the cool oil box, opened the lid and a smell similar to the cool oil came to his face, but of course Sima Yuru would not believe that the yellow-brown ointment in the box was cool oil, and he took the plane back to China and brought back the cool oil, there was no possibility, it could only be what Song Xiaoshuang said about the ointment to remove scars.

Song Xiaoshuang saw Sima Yu holding the ointment thoughtfully, and said disappreciatively: "Believe me, you won't want to know what ingredients are in it, it's really disgusting to say it, that, don't have the idea of bringing it back to the research institute to analyze the ingredients of the medicine, it can only be stored for a few days when it comes into contact with the air, and when it smells weird, the ointment has deteriorated and can't be used!" ”

Sima Yuru snorted lightly, put the lid of the box into his trouser pocket, accepted Song Xiaoshuang's apology, put on the headset again, prepared to wait for a while without receiving a callback, and once again used the numeric keypad on the full-featured handle that came standard with the radio to send encrypted radio signals.

Zahid was standing outside the door with his back to the earthen wall just now, and when Sima Yuru was yelling in the room, a tribal warrior with an AK47 assault rifle on his back walked quickly to Zahid's side and whispered to Zahid that the more than 100 passengers in the school classroom had verified their identities again, which was the same as on their passports!

Zahid nodded and whispered a few words, watching the tribal warriors turn to leave, Zahid had a solemn look on his face, walked to the door of the bungalow and said in Arabic in a low voice: "How long will it take?" You can't always be unreachable, right? ”

Sima Yuru took off the headset, raised her eyebrows and looked at Zahid and said in Arabic: "Zahid, your requirements are too high, it's normal that the radio station can't be contacted!" ”

"I still haven't figured out who you're sending radio signals to, preferably."

Zahid's tone became cold, and before he finished speaking, he saw Sima Yuru put on the headset again, fine-tuning the radio with both hands, and knew that there might be a situation.

At this time, two rows of vague digital codes had appeared on the small LCD screen of the radio station, Sima Yuru quickly wrote the content of the digital code on the paper with a pen, Song Xiaoshuang's eyes lit up and whispered: "Call back immediately, tell them where I am and urgently need support!" ”

A few minutes later, Zahid, who was guarding the door, heard Sima Yuru calling him, walked into the room quickly, and saw a page with a lot of Arabic words and numbers written on it, Zahid picked up the page and looked at it, his face was full of shock, looked at Sima Yuru who was turning off the radio, and said quickly in Arabic: "Two truckloads of weapons and ammunition arrived across the border desert tomorrow night at the latest, or tribal warriors of the Tuareg tribe, this is true!" ”

Sima Yuru looked at Song Xiaoshuang on the side, looked at Zahid again and said very seriously: "Weapons and ammunition are not given for nothing, now, Zahid, you have to start thinking about how to raise a lot of money, such as the passenger plane that belongs to Air France parked on the salt shell?" ”