No one mentioned the previous topic again, and took out their mobile phones from their pockets one after another, and pressed the power button. I don't seem to remember that he turned off the plane last night, could it be that the power is out? As if he heard my thoughts, he explained: "I woke up and turned it off later, first, I was afraid of power consumption, and second, I was afraid that there would be a text message prompt at a critical moment or something, then you and I would both suffer." ”

As he spoke, his mobile phone screen was lit up, his eyes drifted over, and when he saw that there was not much power, there were only two bars left, and he couldn't help asking: "Are there any other electric boards?" "What if the power suddenly runs out when you get close to the target, and you will be blindly looking for it?

"My girl, how many of today's smartphones do you think are made of two boards? Are you still the original Nokia? ”

I was choked, and what happened to Nokia? The standby time is long, the power consumption is low, and it is also resistant to falls, so I have one in my bag. I didn't want to worry about him, so I just asked what I was worried about: "Then what if the power runs out later?" ”

But seeing that he took out a small white box from his backpack one after another, he immediately had an epiphany, and seeing that his mouth was turning and no good words came out, he hurriedly stopped: "Okay, I understand, needless to say." As he spoke, his hand reached out uncontrollably and covered his mouth, and then ......

He was stunned, and I was stunned, his fingertips against his warm lips, and the graceful emotions seemed to come from there, and he quickly retracted his hand, turned around to cover up the embarrassment, and shook his hand in front of him, and felt that his fingertips were hot.

I was so interrupted, and I didn't speak again, silently rummaging through the bag, and when I turned around, I saw him find the data cable from the bag, and then plugged in the mobile phone at one end and the small white box at the other.

I'm not an antique, and I'm not out of touch with society, so naturally I know it's a power bank when I see him take out the white box. I didn't think about it so much at the time, so I just asked, but he was quite well prepared, and all aspects were considered.

"Not good!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the side, I turned my head to look, only to see that his face changed drastically, and his eyes were falling on his mobile phone. Because when he turned on the tracking system again, the red dots representing Brother Liang, the three madmen and Lao Tie disappeared.

Without saying a word, I took out my tools to chisel the bark, and I knew that the situation was critical, so I immediately stepped forward to help. The red dots of the three people are extinguished, which only means that the other party has discovered that they have a tracker on them, and with their ferocity, they are likely to commit murder.

They may have had secret messages with Brother Liang one after another, so even if they knew that they were trapped in the enemy camp, they could still laugh and scold along the way, but at this time, they could no longer hide the anxiety between their eyebrows, and their expressions were solemn. There is also a hidden concern that has not been spoken, that is, when the tracker is discovered, the other party will definitely move positions, and because the mobile phone was turned off the night before, there is no way to know when this happened. If it's the middle of the night, then I'm afraid they're already in a place where we can't possibly find it.

When I think of this layer, I can't help but sink down. It's just one night, and it's really frustrating to miss them out on this. It's useless to be frustrated at the moment, and you can only judge what happened when you rush to the place where they stopped to inspect it.

Although there is no red dot indication, I still remember the approximate direction, and when I stopped last night, it was not far away. So by about half-past seven, we were approaching our destination, and we also found that the journey of drilling the tree hole was almost over. Because the further back you go, the greater the distance between the trees, that is, the woods begin to thin out here.

In fact, if we can climb up the stump at this time, and there are relatively few ancient vines, it may be that the growth of this plant is related to the geological soil. One after another and I unanimously chose to continue navigating the trees below, because the dense foliage above our heads can act as a natural barrier.