Boss Liu belongs to the kind of person who eats well and sleeps, and soon after lying down, his intermittent snoring came from the tent. Although Hong Tao is very arrogant on the surface, but his mind is still very fine, when he was a child, whenever the spring outing came, he couldn't sleep the first night, and this problem did not fade with age.

As he lay on his bed, listening to the occasional sound of insects flying outside the mosquito net, and remembering Simba's warning about fly bites and unable to sleep, several more clear animal howls came from outside the camp.

"Hey, Hong Tao...... Slept? From the other end of the tent came the fat boss's whispered inquiry.

"Fat uncle, you didn't sleep either?" Hong Tao agreed.

"Did you hear that, there seems to be something screaming outside, and I'm wondering if it's dangerous to use that broken fence to get in if an animal breaks in? They don't have a gun for us, I'm a little drummed! "The fat boss seems to have a problem with Hong Tao, and he is bold and small!

"Don't be foolish, Simba said, the camp is guarded by special personnel, and the safety is absolutely guaranteed, you think, if it is really like they say, even the king's brother comes here to hunt, if there is a problem with safety, then will anyone dare to come? They are more attentive than we are in this regard, and they have to get up early tomorrow, so you can go to sleep for a while. Hong Tao casually said a set of theories that sounded very reasonable.

"Yes! Cheng, then I'll sleep, you go to bed early. The fat boss felt that what Hong Tao said was very reasonable, and he was much more relieved, but he didn't want to think about it, if it was really as reliable as Hong Tao said, then why couldn't Hong Tao sleep?

Hong Tao basically didn't fall asleep much this night, and finally fell asleep in a daze, and he would hear a few howls outside, and after a long time, although his body wanted to sleep. But the brain is still active, and the whole person becomes a pan on a pan, turning over and falling over on the bed.

"Dut...... Honk...... ......"Just when Hong Tao had just entered a dream-like state, there were suddenly a few whistles in the camp, Hong Tao looked out through the window of the tent, the sky was already a little blue, it seemed to be about 4 o'clock in the morning, yes, just don't lie on the bed, get up!"

"Fat Uncle...... Fat Uncle !! Get up. It's time! Boss Liu was also woken up by the whistle, but the fat boss slept really soundly, and he was still snoring.

"Tao, did you sleep well? Oh, it looks like you didn't sleep well, is it because the bed is uncomfortable? Hong Tao came to the bathroom with his toiletries, and happened to meet Simba who had just finished washing in front of the sink and was combing his beard in the mirror.

"The bed was very comfortable, but there were always animals barking outside at night. I'm not used to it yet. Hong Tao looked in the mirror and understood why Simba knew that he hadn't slept well, and he had a pair of panda eyes hanging in the mirror, as long as he wasn't blind, he could see it.

"Don't worry. Our magic cards will take turns to help us keep vigil around the camp, so we don't have to worry about animals breaking in. Simba understands Hong Tao's worries last night, and knows how to eliminate them.

"They don't sleep in the camp?" Hong Tao brushed his teeth. While continuing to ask.

"They are not used to our food, they are not used to living in our houses, in their tribe. Except for the rainy season, all of them will not live in a house with a roof, they like to sleep on the hides of cattle in the wild, sleep with their herd, and come to the hall for breakfast later, we must hurry, today is the first day, and strive to have a good harvest. Simba's beard was finished.

Breakfast was plentiful, rice porridge, toast, jams, sausages, fruits set a big table. After breakfast, the three hunting guides began to guide Hong Tao and several people to conduct the most comprehensive inspection of their equipment according to the hunting standards, and after confirming that all the necessary things had been brought, everyone boarded three off-road vehicles, followed by a pickup truck, facing the morning glow on the horizon, and rushed out of the camp fence.

I don't know how Simba discussed it, whether it was because Hong Tao was young and knew English, so he let the car he was riding in as the first car. Hong Tao has no objection to this arrangement, anyway, it doesn't matter who is in front and who is behind here, there is an endless grassland all around, and the vehicles are not strictly driving on the route, so there is no problem of poor sight.

Speaking of this grassland, it is really not the same concept as the Inner Mongolia grassland we see in China. The grasslands here are generally not grassy and mostly low woods. These trees grow strangely, their trunks are not very thick, but they have many branches, some of which stretch out from about a person's height to form a large canopy.

These are not only peculiar in appearance, but when you walk into them, you will find that its branches are covered with sharp spikes, and the leaves are very, very small, a bit like the mimosa that we commonly use in China, growing symmetrically in pairs.

According to Hong Tao's full-time hunting guide, Holland Pee, this is the most abundant plant in East Africa, and its name is acacia tree, also known as gum arabic, which can be used in medicine. Not only does it look peculiar on the outside, but it is actually more peculiar on the inside, some acacia trees have a black inner core and a very hard texture, and most of the African black wood carvings are made from the core of this tree.

The branches of the tree are also an important building material in the area, and because these branches are covered with long, sharp thorns, they are used by herders and villagers as the main material of fences or fences, which are not only tough but also prevent livestock from escaping or wild animals from approaching.

In addition to these different heights, dense and mixed acacia trees, there is a more special plant that you can't see even if you can't see it, because their appearance is too unique, and the acacia tree is simply too low-key and too ordinary plants compared to them.

The trunks of these particular plants are unusually thick, some resembling a thick pillar, and some simply resembling bowling pins. Their canopy is much smaller than their trunks, like a garland on a tall bowling pin.

"This one is called the Bobab tree in Europe, but it has another, even louder name called the baobab tree!" The Dutch pee was very understanding, so the black driver drove the car to a huge 20-meter-tall tree, stopped, and explained this strange plant to several guests.

"Oh, I've heard the name, and this time I'm alive! Come, come, take care of me. "The fat boss rarely knew something about the Tao once, and he seemed very excited, and kindly hugged this trunk that was very close to his own body shape, planning to let Wei Han take a short picture of him.

"Don't ......" Holland intends to organize the action of the fat boss, but he shouts late.

"I'm ...... What does this Nima smell like! Who's here! The fat boss was smiling and hugging the trunk, but after a few seconds he let go of his hand with a frown, and then covered his nose and left the tree.

"Fat uncle, don't come here yet, you also smell like that...... It stinks! When the fat boss walked back into the crowd, everyone immediately scattered and covered their noses to avoid him.

"It's a little tasteful, I didn't step on anything! Scold! It's the smell of your hands, what kind of thing is this! The fat boss himself smelled the smell on his body, and began to raise his feet to see if he had stepped on some animal feces, but there was nothing clean on the soles of his shoes, so he sniffed the hands holding the trunk just now.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is a thing secreted by the bread tree, it is used to lure bats to pollinate it, they bloom at a different time for each tree, and they only secrete this kind of thing when it blooms, don't be afraid, it's not poisonous, it just doesn't smell good, and Shaw is going to suffer." Holland pees a little gloating, not only laughing at the fat boss, but also disgusting his fellow hunting guide by the way.

"Since everyone has gotten off the bus and got the smell of bread trees again, let's just take a break and wait for the smell to dissipate before leaving. Tao, you come with me with your companions and try your guns. Hoffman was still considerate of Shaw Keye and did not let the convoy move on, but planned to use this break to send the guns down. (To be continued......)