Central Africa, primeval jungle.

The forest is dense, the damp is unbearable, and there are all kinds of creatures, some of them have been seen and some of them have never been seen before, strange shapes, and full of horror. But the most terrifying thing here is the world-famous man-eating ant, the blackthorn palate ant.

The ants are as long as a matchbox, the thickness of half an adult's little finger, have sharp teeth, and a strong toxin that can cause vertigo in living beings. Legend has it that during World War II, Nazi Germany Rommel was in charge of the African battlefield, and once sent a force of 1,800 troops into the primeval jungle to fight in a roundabout way, and all of them died in the mouths of this man-eating ant.

This has never been confirmed by anyone, but it is widely popular on the Internet, and its authenticity is difficult to stand up to scrutiny. Because at that time, Nazi Germany's African theater of operations was concentrated in North Africa, and there were no jungles in North Africa.

To enter the primeval jungles of Africa, one must cross the Sahara Desert into Central or East Africa. It was clear that the 3,000-kilometer crossing could not be replenished, and Central Africa was under French occupation at that time.

The blackthorn ant, on the other hand, is also made up, and its correct common name should be the marching ant, which is found in the primeval forests of the Amazon basin of South America or the African savannah. There is only one similar report in China, in the mountainous area of Yunnan in the 90s, there is a record of chickens being eaten alive by ant colonies. But no injuries were recorded.

These ants appear because they can no longer feed the population by relying on scattered group members to find food outside after their numbers have increased to a certain extent, so they migrate on a large scale to areas where they think that food is abundant, and they will quickly gnaw away when they encounter humans and animals during the migration. Hence the name man-eating ants, which can even gnaw coins when they are hungry.

Xiao Yuanchao, who walked into the jungle, carried milk powder bottles, as well as a large amount of water and diapers, and carefully followed A around the terrifying ant nests and headed towards the depths of the jungle.

There are a lot of man-eating ants here, and the nests are one after another, and sometimes when you open a leaf, you can see a black press.

Fortunately, before entering the jungle, they were completely protected and did not have to worry too much about the attack of man-eating ants. Just go around and don't touch their territory.

Under the sweltering heat, Xiao Zhan let out a loud cry and writhed uneasily in A's arms. It's not because he's hungry or he needs to change diapers, it's because the climate makes him feel uncomfortable.

"A, take a break!" Listening to his son's cry, Xiao Yuanchao called A.

He knew that his son needed to cool down, and he should stop for a while and cool down with water.

But A ignored it at all, and continued to stride deeper into the jungle, into the denser area of man-eating ants.

God knows what kind of place this is, after Europe got off the plane, Xiao Yuanchao followed A to the plane in Central Africa in front of him and went straight to the primeval jungle.

Along the way, he has been trying his best to snatch his son back, but unfortunately there is no chance.

Without a chance, he had to follow A, who controlled his son, into this jungle and into the man-eating ant territory here. Xiao Yuanchao dared to swear that he had traveled so many places and seen man-eating ants, but he had never seen so many man-eating ant colonies.

There are anthills everywhere, and there are black presses everywhere. If you peel back one layer, you will see the remains of the animals, and only the bones are left after the gnawing. And the white bones also became pitted and devoured. It won't be long before these man-eating ants will eat all the bones.

But the man-eating ants didn't launch any attack on them, and it seemed that nothing would happen if they followed in A's footsteps.

At this time, Xiao Yuanchao remembered the widely circulated story: a Nazi army was attacked by man-eating ants in the primeval jungle of Africa and was completely annihilated.

This is a fictional story, but this will, Xiao Yuanchao feels that this story is not fiction at all, maybe it is real.

Millions, if not tens of millions, of man-eating ants are piled up here, each with its own territory, and it does not interfere with or affect each other. It's as if someone has been put in captivity, and the fence in captivity is the irregular road A takes.

There is not a single ant on the road, there must be something on it that can scare man-eating ants.

Forcibly enduring this kind of horror under the intensity, Xiao Yuanchao firmly remembered every road he had walked, and reluctantly followed A to continue to move forward.

"Khooth!"

Xiao Yuanchao kicked something, and the steel plate on the toe of the boot collided with the thing, making a sound of steel impacting.

This is a rusty MP-40 submachine gun, a weapon heavily equipped by German troops during World War II, and it is not known how long it has been buried in the dirt. After proposing this submachine gun, Xiao Yuanchao saw a human hand bone, a broken hand bone.

The legend seems to be true......

He leaned down and picked up the rusty submachine gun and threw it into an anthill, and immediately saw the black man-eating ants pouring out of the nest in a state of riot, wrapping the submachine gun tightly and devouring it frantically.

This man-eating ant can even corrode steel, can use steel as food, and its terrifying ability makes people hairy.

"Wow wow...... Wow wow wow......"

Xiao Zhan's cries became louder and louder, and he didn't feel tired at all. However, the louder he cried, the more frightened Xiao Yuanchao became.

He knew that he had followed A to the remnants of the Nazi lair, another lair outside of Europe.

After continuing five or six kilometers, they finally stepped out of the area full of man-eating ants and entered a large and quiet area.

There is a quiet and clear lake, which makes it feel much more refreshing to breathe. It's just that it's so quiet here, and it feels like it's dead. If it weren't for the sparkling water of the lake, the occasional small fish jumping out of the lake would definitely give people the feeling of a cemetery.

For the surface of the earth was leaking with the dry bones of people, scattered in the clearing around the lake.

There are no terrestrial creatures, not even common insects. Because the nearly 10 kilometers with the lake as the radius are all man-eating ants. The entire area has completely become a man-eating ant position, let alone a force, even if it is an armored unit, don't think of passing through the ten-kilometer-long man-eating ant position into the lake area.

It's hard to imagine that the remnants of the Nazis had found a way to keep man-eating ants in captivity, using them as their best defensive formation.

On the edge of the lake stands a boulder carved with a Nazi swastika. This is the entrance, the same underground of the Nazi lair, at the bottom of the lake.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuanchao thought of a question: there is more than one nest of the remnants of the Nazis, there is one in the Bering Strait, there is one in Africa, and there must be other places! R1148