"Witch...... Don't go on this mission, right? ”

Yu Songyuan quietly pushed open the door and saw a scene that made him very uneasy. The witch personally brought Chu Hui from the Yunyi base in the Anbei jungle to Lancang, Chu Hui had been placed under the strict "protection" of the Flying Eagle Squad, but at this moment, the demon girl's shoulders trembled slightly, and her thin and weak back was heartbreaking. He walked up behind her lightly and asked softly with concern.

Maybe it's the huge conflict between family and faith, or maybe it's the pain in my heart that has nowhere to tell, the lonely, miserable silent, tearless sobbing of the demon woman shocked Yu Songyuan more than the gloomy sadness. The witch shook her head slightly, still looking out the window at the night sky. "Get ready to go, don't ask me, I really don't want to say it now."

"I've already figured out why, and I'm sure there's no hurdle I can't get over. When we get to the Pré Mountains, we may run empty. You and Brother Long, go back to Ba Bahang......"

"Cut!"

The witch snorted disdainfully, turned around, and began to gather her gear. "I'm an instructor, I'm a member of the squad, let's get ready to go as planned!"

She deliberately wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed, but Yu Songyuan still felt that she was sad and bitter!

The brothers said goodbye to Longji, carried the radio, and quietly sneaked into the dark and dreary primeval forest from the backyard door of the Snail Inn. In order to avoid being bumped into, they did not take the path in the woods. The hill behind the hostel is only a few hundred meters high, and you will be able to climb over the hill and merge into the vast forest.

The Prei Mountains are the main mountain range of the Hoi Fen Gao Yuan, straddling the provinces of Wamphan and Rambra, with a peak of more than 2,500 meters. It's all an inaccessible primeval rainforest, with high mountains and dense forests, and when the team enters the dense forest, it's like falling into a dark hell. Overhead is a dense canopy of trees, surrounded by dense and chaotic ground plants, except for thick trees, and the march is extremely difficult.

From the Worm Lodge to the area where the treasure map shows "B62", the straight-line distance is only fourteen or fifteen hours according to the team's ability to march in the jungle. But when the team walked through the primeval forest, they deliberately followed a curve. The spearhead Lin Zhumin used a compass to correct the direction from time to time, and Lin Tao used a sharp diving knife to cut off the rattan blocking the way from time to time, opening up a way for the team. Defender Liu Guodong also held a diving knife and made signs on the big trees from time to time.

Zheng Shuwen walked in despair, and after entering the jungle, she had already tripped four or five times. She and Yu Songyuan walked in the center of the team, their little hands tightly grasping Yu Songyuan's backpack, stumbling and moving.

When passing through a large area of red almond wood, the sound of "brushing" can be heard from time to time in the dark, and there seem to be countless bats flying in the forest. From the top of the sixty or seventy-meter-tall red tree, they glide down like arrows, and then follow the trunk of the tree to feed, under the night vision goggles, extremely interesting.

"How can there be so many bats in the forest, thousands of them, is there a cave around here?" The people of the sharp soldiers were puzzled.

"Stupid, have you ever seen a bat climb a tree?" Lin Tao said, grabbing a "bat" from the trunk of the tree, under the flashlight, it was cute and cute, very docile, and did not resist at all, it was clearly a little mouse with boiling meat.

"Oh my God, it's fucking rats. This thing can fly too? Lin Tao was surprised.

"This is the wonderfully jungle, where nothing is impossible. But I can't tell what it is......" Liu Guodong, who was walking behind, said after listening to their discussion from the headset.

The witch spoke suddenly, and she explained, "This is not a bat, this is a flying squirrel. It is a kind of rat, which is only found in the jungle of Shangliao in the north of Lancang, and is a beneficial beast. It lives in the jungle and feeds on a variety of insects, which has a huge maintenance effect on the ecological balance of the rainforest. ”

"Is it really a rat...... Lin Zhumin asked curiously.

Zheng Shuwen had no choice but to further explain that this flying squirrel looks like a bat, and its body is much larger than that of a bat. It lives in the hollows of towering trees tens of meters high, and can only glide and fly from high to low places when it is active. It flies beautifully and chicly, flying through the air like a glider, and making a "brush" or "whoosh" sound. When the sun just sets in the evening, they are at their most active throughout the night.

They glide down in groups from high places, and then climb up the trees to high places, and they are very pleasant to eat everywhere. Its main food is insects, mosquitoes, flies, and various fruits from trees. "The feces of the flying squirrel are natural Chinese patent medicines, which do not need to be processed, and can be taken directly with boiling water, which has the miraculous effect of clearing heat, detoxifying, replenishing qi and brightening the eyes." Zheng Shuwen finally said.

Hearing that it was a beneficial beast, Lin Tao was very careful. Lin Zhumin also picked one up, and the two little guys didn't struggle at all in their hands, which was pitiful. As soon as their hands were loosened, the little mouse was not in a hurry to escape, but climbed slowly up the trunk from the starting point where it had just been caught, and began to forage for food......

The further you go into the mountains, the denser and more inhospitable the jungle becomes. Lancang is sparsely populated, and the jungle is dominated by rebels, and the people around Huameng County generally do not dare to enter the jungle even during the day. Along the way, animals fleeing in panic are everywhere, but it is difficult to see the hunters.

After walking more than ten kilometers, I saw two Miao villages living in the deep mountains and old forests. In the darkness, a few dogs barked weakly, a few scattered and crooked stilted buildings, a few low, dilapidated thatched huts, lifeless and lifeless.

After Wang Bao's defeat, 100,000 Miao people followed him and migrated to Siam and M, but a large number of Miao people who failed to migrate out with him could only hide in the mountains and mountains in the north of Lancang. Since the 80s, although the Lancang government has begun to implement a policy of national reconciliation and recognize the ethnic status of the Miao people, most of them still live in the jungle with extremely harsh conditions.

Many Miao tribes continue to fight against government forces, but the Lancang government and the 678 Corps in Annam have no way to deal with these anti-government forces lurking deep in the mountains and forests. This situation continued until the end of the 20th century, with dozens of rebel groups still fighting in the jungle, waiting for the support of the M Army......

These Miao villages, which are hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, also have a common feature, that is, there are many children. These Miao people live by hunting or slash-and-burn farming, living a primitive life, advocating more children and more labor. The nights in the jungle are long, and the only entertainment available to people is the little thing between men and women, so the fertility rate is extremely high.

At night, Liu Guodong chose a small cave, and the team camped halfway up a mountain.

When the night in the jungle passed, Lin Tao, who was on duty, casually observed a small Miao village in the distant mountain col, which was very small and a temporary village, with only five households. When the day comes, the women get busy, the men gather together, each holding a large bamboo tube and smoking a hookah, while the children chase and play noisily inside and outside the camp.

Lin Tao roughly counted, three dilapidated bamboo buildings, two dilapidated and low thatched houses, children aged between two or three to eleven or twelve, and the five families added up to at least thirty-seven.

Lin Tao was amazed by this discovery, and it was unbelievable that these poor Miao people deep in the mountains had an average of more than seven children per household. Most of these children, both boys and girls, are bare-chested and barefoot. Some girls over the age of twelve or thirteen will barely cover themselves with shabby clothes and animal skins.

Living in such a large mountain, although living a life of slash-and-burn farming, or completely hunting to satisfy hunger, there is plenty of food, and it is not difficult to feed so many children. Most Miao villages still need to hide from government forces or the 678 Corps of the Annam Army from time to time, and live in complete isolation from the rest of the world.

In these primitive tribes, men did nothing but hunt and take care of their children. Cultivating land, picking wild fruits or leaves, and preparing three meals a day are all women's business. After the wasteland is reclaimed, it is usually planted for one or two seasons, and there is no need for cooking at all. After harvesting, it was abandoned and new land was reclaimed in the forest.

Looking at these Miao villages from afar, what you often see is the busy figure of these women.

The team did not alarm Miao Village and continued to set off after breakfast. According to the map in John Kerry's notebook, they had been sneaking through the mountains for two days, and had unknowingly approached the area indicated by the map. They then climbed over two mountains and came to the source of a small river.

"Ghost, witch, this is supposed to be the birthplace of the Nankang River, and we are already in the marked area!" Liu Guodong looked at the map and judged accurately.

It is located in the upper reaches of the Nankang River, which is extremely steep and the river is only a few meters wide. On both sides are dense primeval jungles, where mountain springs merge into streams and rush down. Several large buffaloes are drinking from the river. One of the couple, lying in the water and rolling in the bath, made a loud "bang".

From time to time, the loud cries of gibbons or the noise of monkeys can be heard in the jungle, and two huge wild boars, dozens of meters away from the buffalo herd, are squeaking and drinking.

Lancang has few people and more land, and more than 70% of it is covered by jungle. There are many elephants in the Lancang, and there are more buffaloes and cattle. Before the end of the 80s, there was not a single ploughing cow in Lancang, let alone a captive cow, and all the cattle you could see were bison. Lancang has a humid temperature, abundant forests, aquatic plants, and abundant water sources, making it a paradise for bison.

Everywhere there is a river, you can see buffalo and cattle. Unlike other large animals, this animal is not too afraid of people. They can even be seen in Vientiane and other suburbs of the city.

The traditional living habits of the primitive tribes in Lancang are that there is no custom of "storing grain for winter" or "storing grain for spring famine". Usually, only when food is scarce, the men of the village will collectively hunt a wild buffalo on the side of the road or by the ditch. These buffaloes are fat, and the largest is two or three thousand catties.

Hunting a large buffalo can feed the whole village for several days.

The closer I got to the river, the more I saw that it was a large herd of wild buffalo. By the stream in the middle of the river, there were fifty or sixty large black buffaloes, lying or standing. A few calves, some playing, some meekly feeding, a happy scene.

The further up you go up the stream, the narrower it becomes, until it is only half a meter to more than a meter wide. Judging from the water stains on the plants on both sides, although it is now extremely dry, there is only a small stream less than a meter wide in the river. But once it is the rainy season, the width of the river here will reach more than 20 meters, and the depth will be three or four meters, and the big bamboo raft will be completely navigable.

"Attention team, there is a situation!"

The team continued to sneak upstream along the jungle on both sides of the stream, and suddenly an alarm was heard from the headsets.