Chapter 11: The Dragon King

Of course, no one will take the "dragon king" or something to heart.

It's just that no one can say what is in the deepest part of the primeval jungle of Borneo, or if there are really any creatures such as large anacondas, and the local natives are ignorant and think that those huge giant snakes are some kind of "dragon kings".

After all, this is a region in Southeast Asia, and the cultural circle must not escape the radiation of China's influence, and the dragon in the impression of local people should be that kind of elongated creature, which is inseparable from species such as pythons.

Although they did not take it lightly, they did not feel that the problem was serious.

After all, there are so many mercenaries, and so many guns, and all kinds of other modern weapons and ammunition are readily available. It's the real world, and it's not a movie, so there's really nothing to worry about.

Despite the rush of time, it was not a problem for Tracy, as long as he had money, he could make up for the efficiency problem. He wasn't looking for a rookie who made up a few impromptu numbers, but a mercenary from a private armed company in South Africa-

Composed mainly of members of the South African special forces and retired officers, they are not only highly military, but also absolutely crazy enough to once use a grenade to charge at a tank.

Compared to tanks, a large anaconda with a maximum length of eight or nine meters can be scary, but in fact it is really not a big deal.

A tank is capable of killing people directly, but what can a anaconda do? It definitely doesn't have time to entangle anyone to death, and it will be dealt with by other mercenaries.

Therefore, instead of worrying about the threat posed by these so-called large anacondas, it is better to worry about the poisonous insects and mosquitoes in the primeval jungle, and the threat level of those things is obviously higher.

And most importantly, they also analyzed a clue from the legend about the so-called blood of the dragon king, which may be useful. That or maybe not the big anacondas were guarding the Blood Orchid, but the Blood Orchid was growing right within their territory.

In the absence of any other clues, they can use this information as a direction to find the location of the python, or it is more likely to find the existence of the blood orchid.

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"A group, arrive at the predetermined location."

"Very good, according to the original plan, we will carry out a search in the direction you are responsible for, remember to report progress and discoveries at all times, and report any special circumstances as soon as possible."

"Two groups, arrive at the predetermined location."

When the yacht could no longer move forward, the group switched to the prepared speedboat and set off, but it was obviously impossible for Tracy to follow him to explore in real time, so he and some of the command team stayed on the yacht.

Seeing that the technicians were in charge of coordinating the contact lines and setting up to monitor the movements of each team, the old man sat in his position on crutches, quietly pondering, not knowing what he was thinking.

Cedric next to him was able to determine the state of the old man at the moment through his slightly trembling arms and his palms that were so strong that he was bruisedβ€”he was excited.

That's right, it's exciting. After all, this is a major event involving whether he can continue to prolong his life and continue to live, and it is impossible for him to resist such a temptation.

This old man definitely didn't want to die, he hadn't lived enough at all, especially after accumulating huge wealth and terrifying rights, he would never be willing to live for such a short period of seventy or eighty years!

Even if it's a hundred years! Two hundred years! He's only too short, not too long.

So the old man was now feeling excited that he was about to achieve his goal, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and his heart beat faster involuntarily. But at the same time, he is also suffering from gains and losses, and is afraid of what will happen.

What if there is no Blood Orchid?

What if you can't find it?

What if that plant has been dead for a long time?

Otherwise, how can we explain that the ancient witchcraft medicine has been lost and has not been handed down? You shouldn't think about that.

After all, they were all made into medicines, and their efficacy was clearly stated, which means that the witchcraft culture of pharmaceuticals at that time actually knew its specific effects, and was not making it up, right?

But why is it lost? For a drug that can definitely extend its lifespan, this thing can't be too precious, right? Why not only has it not been passed down and carried forward, but gradually even the local culture itself is only regarded as a "legend"?

The more nervous a person is, the more he can't help but think crankily and divergently, but what he thinks is still very reasonable, so the more worried he becomes.

As time passed, the old man slowly felt more and more uneasy, it was difficult to maintain the courage of the past in the business world, talking and laughing calmly, only feeling as if he was waiting for a trial, and every minute and every second was unimaginable torment.

In the darkness of the jungle, only the light of the yacht illuminates the wide river around it.

Surrounded by twisted and primitive jungle, even in the dark of night, the forests on both sides of the river are always interspersed with the sounds of monkeys and unknown animals, which makes people feel a sense of fear.

I don't know how long it has been, but the news of progress finally came from the channel, and because the signal in the depths of the rainforest is not good, the sound is still mixed with bursts of "zizi" sounds.

"Here are three groups, here are three groups...... Please reply when you hear it. ”

"Long story short, did you find anything?" The mercenary in charge of liaison asked calmly.

"Yes, some ...... were found One of the more noteworthy things is that we followed the trail of nearby anacondas, and found ...... Found ...... Sorry, I'm a little indescribable and don't know what to say. ”

The commander who happened to be next to him suddenly frowned, the people brought this time are all elites, what can make them make such a fuss?

So much so that even something as simple as briefly and concisely explaining the information can't be done?

"Weβ€”we've tracked the movement of nearby anacondas and found an indigenous village deep in the jungle......" The man on the other side seemed to take a few deep breaths before calming his voice, "We've made a big discovery here." ”

"What a big discovery? Found the clue to the blood orchid? Does anyone in that village know about this? ”

At this time, Tracy, who was not far away, couldn't sit still, and walked over and asked in a deep voice, he desperately wanted to hear what he wanted to hear.

"If that's the case, get that clue at all costs, if the natives don't cooperate...... I allow you to use any means you can! ”

Spending a lot of money to find these armed forces, not just for the sake of good looks, he is an old man in his last years, and he is also a person who desperately hopes to continue his own life, if the continuation of his life needs to be at the cost of other people's lives......

Needless to say? Even if it is Tu Village, Tracy must have the possibility of being able to keep himself alive!

He has money and power, no matter what, he must live longer and more comfortably, no matter who he is, he will never be able to stop his way to live! No matter how far he wants to go, no matter how many people he has to sacrifice, he must live.

The commander nodded, not surprised, just coldly giving the same command.

"Mercenaries" are originally synonymous with the English "profit-seekers", they are not partners in justice, they are completely for money, to put it bluntly, they are a group of professional killers who "live on war", hired to carry out all kinds of assassinations, kidnappings, wars, and even coups.

Whoever gives money will work for whomever they want, and they won't think about other issues.

It's just that the reply from the other side of the channel is not what they expected-

"It's not...... There's no one in this village anymore, I'm talking about that...... Well, sir, I think you should see it for yourself, I can't describe what I've seen......"

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The people who stayed on the yacht looked at each other, and then it was the old man who made the first decision: "Go, Sidrik go and prepare, and we will go over and have a look at it at once." ”

"But, sir......"

"Needless to say, I don't personally participate in this matter, and I always feel that I won't feel at ease." The old man stomped his cane heavily and said in a stern voice.

The call for action this time is one word: Hurry! He didn't have the time or the conditions to lay out slowly, and if the news leaked out, it would cause completely unnecessary trouble, so Tracy didn't consider the possibility of dealing with the governments of the three countries from beginning to end.

He didn't come to exploit any resources in Borneo, the more the momentum increased, the easier it was to cause unnecessary trouble, and he didn't want to make another side and didn't want to wait too long, so he chose to directly hire mercenaries with a lot of money-

Regardless of the cost, he did whatever it took to find Xuelan directly as quickly as possible, no matter what he did, it didn't matter, and by the time the local government reacted, he estimated that he had already returned to China.

As long as Xuelan is in hand, you can talk to them at that time.

Because of this, how could Tracy, with such a mentality, still be able to sit still? He now felt that he had no patience at all, that every minute was tormenting, and that he was anxious to see the result.

If he can't see the results, he will see the progress, and if he keeps waiting here, he suspects that he will be suffocated to death.

Having prepared the remaining two speedboats, they began to move in the direction of the position of the three groups. Half an hour later, the group landed on the bank of a river, and they already saw the outline of a primitive village.

A few mercenaries, armed with weapons, carefully guarded the way in front and on both sides, and the group entered the village.

The village is basically made up of thatched huts, and many totems made of wild animal skulls are hung around the houses, and tools such as discarded stone axes and wooden spears can be found everywhere tied together with plant fibers...... The crowd even spotted the existence of a canoe.

But the whole village was empty, and the natives here didn't know how long they had been walking, and under the light of the tactical flashlight, everywhere was empty, and not a single house was inhabited.

In fact, everyone can probably understand why the local natives left in a hurry, because the "evidence" is too conspicuous -

On the ground in the center of the village, a giant python that had been dead for a long time fell to the ground crookedly, disemboweled, and several people's thighs and arms were exposed from the snake's body. It rotted to a certain extent, and the gathering of flies and the strong stench of corpses were a little unbearable.

And most importantly, the length of that python is close to the level of twenty meters.

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The commander swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, suppressing the deep fear in his heart that had arisen from the sight of the behemoth in front of him, and he turned to shine the light of the flashlight around.

He found that many of the houses were destroyed, and the ground near them also left shocking traces of battle, so it is conceivable that it must have been a terrible fight. It's just that since the locals are the ones who won, why do they have to relocate en masse?

And so on, it seems that there is a problem that has been overlooked.

The commander, who suddenly thought of such a thing, only felt that his heart was beating heavily, and he didn't care to lower his voice, so he turned around and shouted:

"What about the three groups of them? Didn't you say that it was waiting for us here? Get in touch! ”

"Huh? Oooh! The mercenary in charge of liaison seemed to have woken up from a dream and hurriedly grabbed the walkie-talkie.

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The others also came back to their senses, and their complexions had changed to a greater or lesser extent. They subconsciously looked around, and suddenly felt that in the dark jungle, there seemed to be an unimaginable terror lurking.

It was found that the three groups could not be contacted, and it seemed that in the previous half hour, they all mysteriously disappeared.

The commander forcibly calmed down: "Let's go back now, back to the yacht......"

Before he could finish his words, several heavy crashes and crackles suddenly came from the direction of the river bank, which interrupted his words at once. Everyone turned blue for a moment, their pupils contracted, their lips squirmed a few times, and they didn't say anything.

It's not that they're too timid, it's that the sound just now sounded like the speedboat they were using was destroyed.

Immediately after, probably not an illusion, everyone clearly heard something heavy on the other side of the riverbank, and the strange dull friction sound made them almost subconsciously associate the same picture -

The heavy body unfolded and dragged on the ground, the fine scales rubbing against the ground, and the cold vertical pupils were indifferent.

The huge "Dragon King" was spitting out a forked letter and sliding quickly in this direction.

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