When I saw it, the other fighters followed suit. Such a strange situation made us more cautious, and no one of us moved, and searched around to see if there were any other anomalies.

After a minute, Lao Zhao slowly stood up, and slowed down to approach the big tree with human hands. We followed him, moving with him step by step.

Nervous, I pulled out my pistol and shone my flashlight on the severed hand, wondering why such a bizarre scene had occurred. Whose hand is this? Why was it cut off? Did you encounter a beast? Why is it hanging on a tree? Is the man with the severed hand still alive? A series of questions popped up in my head, but I didn't have a clue.

More than a dozen pillars of light swayed behind me, and the warriors were still on the lookout. As I got closer to the severed hand, I even began to wonder if there would be a corpse under that tree. At this moment, my palms were full of sweat, both nervous and exciting, and the tense nerves made my body tremble slightly.

Compared with me, Lao Zhao seemed very calm, except for being curious about what he found, he didn't show any other emotions. His composure made my tension fade away.

Speaking of which, there is a reason why Zhao Jinfu always treats me as a raw melon egg! Although my military rank is higher than his, in his heart, I am a cultural soldier who only knows knowledge and theory. Even if you have participated in several military exercises and participated in several special missions. But they are always at the back of the line, and they will never understand the dangers and difficulties on the front line.

Although I am not convinced by his evaluation of me, I have to admit that Lao Zhao's actual combat experience is simply not on the same level as mine.

Don't look at Lao Zhao's lack of reading, but he once dared to fight with dozens of drug dealers at the border with a team of less than ten people. As a result, there were no casualties on his side, except for one soldier who was slightly wounded, and he killed five or six drug dealers, one of whom was still a leader. Those drug dealers were frightened by Lao Zhao's elusive marksmanship, and the ringleader died, so they had no choice but to raise their guns and surrender.

On another occasion, a fugitive fled thousands of miles to escape the border through the mountains and jungles. Just because he met Lao Zhao, he ran thousands of kilometers and was not caught, but folded in his hands.

According to the police who came to receive the fugitive, the fugitive was extremely cunning, had served as a soldier, had a strong ability to survive in the wild, and had an instinctive sense of danger. The police deployed a large number of police forces, and no matter whether they were rounded up, seduced, or set up, they were all discovered and escaped by him in time. originally thought that this guy hid in the mountains and forests and almost had no chance of catching him, but who would have thought that when he asked for the assistance of the local garrison, it was Zhao Jinfu who happened to be dispatched.

It didn't take a day for Zhao Jinfu to bite this astute fugitive after he set off, and he saw through his disguise and concealment many times, chasing him without a moment of ease, and his mental and physical strength almost reached the limit. In a place less than ten kilometers away from the national border, he was finally captured by Zhao Jinfu.

Not only these two times, but also many tasks that Zhao Jinfu participated in, all of which were solved with his extraordinary skills. It's just that these two cases have the highest transmission rate by everyone.

Now, although he is in the depths of the primeval forest of Gaoligong Mountain, he is led by Zhao Jinfu, an experienced and battle-hardened veteran, and everyone, including me, has incomparable trust and reliance on him, even if the strange encounter will not make everyone confused.

When we moved to a few meters away from the severed hand, we suddenly heard Lao Zhao scolding: "Damn! ”

I was stunned, but I saw Lao Zhao striding over, standing in front of the severed hand, and shouting to us with a flashlight: "Come here!" Take a closer look. ”

I don't know why, so I went over first, and I almost scolded with a flashlight. Somewhere hung from the tree was someone's severed hand, but a glove.

I was a little annoyed by what I had just fuss, and angrily inserted the gun back into its holster and stared at the glove.

It was a black glove on my right hand, which had been hung from the trunk of a tree by something, about a meter above the ground, and about as high as my shoulder. Thanks to Lao Zhao's sharp eyes, otherwise this glove is almost the same color as the trunk, which is easy to ignore, and it is difficult to detect even passing by it.

Lao Zhao knew that my observation was more meticulous than his, so he said to me, "Come and check and see what this means!" ”

I knew that this glove would never hang here for no reason, and when I heard Lao Zhao's words, I immediately took out a pair of white gloves from my pocket and put them on, carefully approached the roots of the tree under my feet, and carefully observed this glove.

From my observations, it was found that the glove had been pierced by a ground peg and then nailed to a tree. Because of the marks left by the tips of the ground nails on the trees, I concluded that it was the same as the trekking poles found outside the forest, without the use of any tools, relying entirely on physical strength, and it was achieved overnight.

The nail itself is short and thick, and in order to facilitate the user to insert it into the ground, the nail has a round hand like a plum blossom at the top. I know that this kind of ground peg is best used in the jungle, so it is easy to secure the camping tent in the woods full of tree roots.

The nail was new, and it looked like it hadn't been used a few times, as if it had just been bought from a store, and the nail reflected the glow of metal by the light of a flashlight.

The glove is not very new, it looks like it has been worn for a while, the finger part has obvious signs of wear, and it is not worn out for a short time, it seems that the owner of the glove uses it not less.

Judging from the newness of the ground nails, as well as the surface condition of this glove, it has been hanging here for the past few days.

Another thing to find is that this glove is significantly smaller, and the five fingers are slender, which is obviously a women's style.

As we all know, the distinction between men and women in field sports gloves is very obvious, and it is by no means possible to be mixed. Because there are often a variety of actions such as grasping, pulling, and lifting in the wild, the gloves must be tightly wrapped and tightly fit the user's hands, so as to play a protective role in the wild.

If the size of the gloves used in the field is not the right size for the user, it is very easy to have an accident in the field. This is a common sense that no explorer should make a low-level mistake whether he is a newcomer or a veteran. What's more, this glove already has such obvious signs of wear and tear that you can tell at a glance that the user is not a novice.

After I checked carefully, I made sure that there was nothing missing, so I asked the soldier in charge of taking pictures to come and take pictures for identification. I went to Zhao Jinfu and told him in detail what I had discovered.

After listening to me, Lao Zhao thought about it and said to me with a little surprise: "Then according to what you mean, this may be the second message left by Liu Wenxia?" ”

I nodded and replied, "At the moment, I can't think of any other possibility. The primeval forest in the no-man's land, the brand-new ground nails, the worn women's gloves, and the hiking poles we found hints outside the forest, who else can do these situations except Liu Wenxia in the missing group of tourists? ”

Lao Zhao did not have any objection to my conclusion, he glanced at the soldier who was taking pictures not far away, and after flashing the flash a few times, he said to me: "In this way, our speculation based on the trekking pole is very likely to be correct." Can you think of what she was doing this time? ”

I've been thinking about this for a long time, and when I heard Lao Zhao ask me, I slowly shook my head and said, "I haven't figured it out yet." Because there is no designation or specificity in this situation, I do not see any other meaning than that it is to provide direction directions to later search and rescuers. ”

At this time, the fighter in charge of taking pictures came running and reported to us that the shooting had been completed. Several other fighters who had been searching the area also returned to report that nothing else had been found in the area.

Zhao Jinfu and I glanced at each other and beckoned me to walk over to the strange glove again. He looked at it carefully, and then let out a "huh". I stood beside him, and I heard it clearly, with doubts in my tone.

I knew what he had discovered, and I hurriedly asked him, "What's wrong?" What do you see? ”

Lao Zhao didn't speak again this time, suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the top of the ground nail, and pushed it back, and immediately pulled the nail nailed to the tree and the glove down from the tree together.

I was startled and blurted out, "What are you doing?" ”