Although there are not many of them, the toxicity of dispersing miasma is not a problem. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Jim and Jera, on the other hand, spent a lot of time under the crack and didn't catch any ants. Jim naturally knew the lethality of the miasma, after all, he had come all the way from the sinkhole. He began to sit restless, and without ants as an antidote, the toxicity of the miasma would most likely poison him to death.

The scrivener ordered his own people to accumulate the ants they caught, and divide them into seven equal parts, one for each person. Although a few people have opinions, such as Gong Daniu, the military order is like a mountain and has to be followed.

Jim held a handful of ant carcasses in his palm and cast a grateful glance at the scrivener. The latter waved his hand and motioned for him to hurry up and eat the "antidote". The fog was quite thick, reaching a peak, and the effects of the miasma were a little behind, but now they were starting to felt. If you don't take the "antidote", the toxicity of the miasma will invade the body.

Jim eats half of the ant in his palm and feeds the other half to Geral's mouth. The scrivener began to plan the next step with the brothers, and the result of the calculation was very consistent: collect the troops and get out of the sinkhole. The rescue of two American officers at once can be said to be fruitful, and no Allied squad can catch up with them.

The scrivener has learned from Jim's mouth that it was indeed six crew members who had made a forced landing, a total of six people, including Jim and Jera. The scrivener secretly counted his achievements, rescued two, and found two corpses, accounting for more than half of them, and was already the biggest winner of this operation. Although John also succeeded in rescuing, there was only one, and the results were far from enough. According to Jim, skydives come and go, and not all six of them landed in the sinkhole. There was also a group of Americans who entered the area, and no one could guarantee that they would be members of the Jim Six.

The old generation was satisfied, and discussed the retreat plan with his brothers. The biggest danger and variable is still in the sinkhole, and the only way to do it is to go diagonally through it. This is the westernmost place, and Dong Xuesheng and the soldiers of the 1st platoon are on standby on the mountain to the north, which means that they must take an oblique insertion in the sinkhole.

The distance from the westernmost to the northernmost in a straight line is no more than 800 meters, which is not a long distance, but it is full of dangers and uncertainties. The scrivener does not think that it will pass in peace, and there are too many unknown dangers, not only the Japanese, but also the British must be wary. At the very least, the two guys, Sores and John, don't want to see such a fruitful result.

As soon as the day dawned, seven people set out. The mountains here are so high that the sun has to rise to a high altitude to shine on them. It looks like it's just dawning here, but in fact, the sun can already be seen elsewhere.

The fog is thick, visibility does not exceed ten meters. Once you encounter the enemy, it is a close encounter, and there is no room for concealment and relaxation. Gong Da Niu headed a road forward, holding a light machine gun in his hand, and the "Thomson" had excellent mechanical performance, long range, and fast rate of fire, and was a great weapon in jungle warfare.

The scrivener box instructed Lao Gong not to be too frizzy, and to see the enemy clearly before firing, this kind of visibility can easily cause accidental injury.

The stone statues are even more mysterious against the background of the mist, the stone elephants, stone snakes, stone horses, and stone tigers seem to be alive, and they seem to be shaking under the flow of the mist, and even the neighing of various beasts can be heard. People have to stop and watch, and after watching for a long time, they will hallucinate, and the strength of their bodies will gradually be drained.

The scrivener reminds everyone not to linger, let alone take a second look at the stone statue, and walk through it as soon as possible. Jim had been carrying Jera on his back, and even then he was still dishonest, staring at the stone statue beside him. The scrivener kindly reminded him: "Brother, beware of ghosts in the stone statues." ”

Jim knew what the scrivener box meant, and said, "They are not devils, they are visitors from heaven, guests from heaven." ”

"Oh? How? "The scrivener is curious.

Jim rubbed a stone elephant with his hand, "They're meteorites that fell from the sky, are they considered visitors from outside the sky?" ”

"Meteorite?" The scrivener box can't be imagined in any way.

"Yes. The sinkhole is smashed out of a meteorite, the masterpiece of visitors from outside the sky. I don't know how many years ago, someone collected meteorites together and made them into statues. Jim's tone was slow, as if telling a story of vicissitudes.

I see! No wonder the sinkhole is so ghostly, it turned out to be a masterpiece of meteorites. He couldn't help but imagine how earth-shattering the meteorite would be when it hit the earth.

"This meteorite has a certain chemical property and contains a certain rare element, and long-term exposure can cause mental problems." Jim said again.

I don't know what chemical properties are, I don't know what elements are, I feel that it is a very deep thing, I have to read a lot of books to understand, and I have to read foreign books and study abroad. Of course, he didn't even know the word radiation, not even Jim, a lieutenant colonel born in the most developed country in the world.

Jim was tempted to take a meteorite with him, but eventually gave up, carrying a Gera on his back was already too heavy to make another stone.

The seven people kept all the way, and walked out of the stone statue group in the shortest time. The scrivener box has determined the direction, ready to go straight through it, and rush directly to the northernmost point. Kong Zhaoqiang had a different opinion, and suggested walking close to the edge of the sinkhole and making a detour to the north. The advantage of this is that you can avoid encountering outsiders as much as possible, and you can check the mountain by the way, and if you find a suitable place to climb the mountain, you can go up the mountain.

The scrivener took his suggestion and led a few people to the north by sticking to the rock wall. This trick really worked, as if they were far away from the battlefield, and all the battles had nothing to do with them. Gunshots and explosions rang out from time to time in the depths of the sinkhole, none of which had anything to do with them, and the most direct plan was to leave the sinkhole and communicate with their superiors.

The rock walls beside him were as straight as a knife cut, not as high as the top, and every place was a Jedi. If there is no one up there to answer, it is impossible to go up. The scrivener calculated the distance, and returned to the same place in another three or five hundred meters, Dong Xuesheng was on standby, I hope he didn't encounter an accident.

Bang, a gunshot rang out behind him, and the sound wave reverberated along the rock wall for a long time. The scrivener hurriedly looked back, and said in his heart who is so undisciplined, I don't know how many people's attention this shot will attract.

It was Lu Shuting who shot, and he didn't mean to stop, holding the gun and slamming it twice. Poof, a fleshy crash. A thick flower snake fell from the tree and slammed into the ground. The snake's head was blown up, and there was no longer a half-nod in sight, but the big snake was not dead yet, shaking its body and rolling violently.

Snakes were found in the woods from time to time, but they had never seen anything this big. Maybe it fell from the mountain. Bang, bang, someone is firing again. It's Kong Zhaoqiang. Poof, a slightly smaller snake fell from a height. Only then did everyone notice that there were more than one or two big snakes entrenched in the big tree, and although there was a fog to cover them, they could still see many big snakes stretching their necks downward, and spitting out long letters from their mouths. The smallest is about the size of a child's arm. It should have taken a few people who rushed in as prey.