Chapter 1: Under the Silt

Listening to the roar, the bald head and I invariably raised our eyes to look into the distance, but the vast forest was green, and nothing else could be seen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After waiting for a moment, Rum rushed out of the grass on one side, stood under the tree and barked at us, indicating that the red-haired bear had indeed gone away. A palm-sized piece of hair was missing from the left side of his stomach, and his pink skin was exposed, but fortunately it didn't hurt his internal organs or body.

Back on the ground, the three of them turned together, bald heads and looked left and right: "What's the situation, what about Lao Gu and that Ouyang girl, have we reached the border of China now?" ”

I shook my head slightly: "This forest is very dense, and there is no trace of human activity around, we jumped off the helicopter and didn't have time to prepare any equipment and food." While you still have the stamina, you have to find the others and get out of here! ”

"I heard an explosion in the south when I was hanging on the tree just now, and it happened that the big river was also on the south side, so let's go all the way there, and if we happen to encounter a downed helicopter, maybe we can find some supplies such as bread and mineral water in it." As he spoke, the bald head raised his hand and pointed to the side of the guide, and then slapped his head violently, directly grabbing a bug the size of a little thumb in his hand.

It was a giant mosquito, dark red all over, with a pointed mouth like the needle of a syringe. Although the skin that had just pierced into the bald head was pinched in his hand, a round red blister quickly rose on his head, and a small head was placed on the big head, which looked very funny.

The blister was almost the same as the pimple on my leg before, and it was itchy and unbearable when I touched it. The bald head wrinkled his facial features with a painful face, and he stepped on the mosquito on the ground for an unknown number of feet before he stopped.

Shuttling through the dense jungle, we lost our way within twenty meters, completely forgetting the direction of the river, and we couldn't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south. Rum's sensitive nose came in handy at the critical moment, as it seemed to smell something that didn't belong in the forest, and walked and stopped ahead to lead us forward.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I didn't know exactly how far I had walked, when I suddenly heard the sound of rushing water in front of me. Peeling through the grass, there was the river channel that I had seen earlier when I was high in the air, and in the middle of the river there were two deformed and bent propellers exposed, and it was obvious that the helicopter had fallen into the river and sunk into the mud.

It is a seemingly narrow but fast-flowing river, the distance between the two banks is about 50 meters, and it stretches through the forest with no end in sight.

Although the helicopter had been found, there was no shadow of the bald head and Ouyang Mu around, and the two American pilots who were the first to parachute did not know where to go.

The bald head walked to the river and poked his head into the icy river water to wash it, hoping to relieve the pain caused by the red blister on the top of his head, and then said: "I took a closer look when I jumped down just now, this river is at least a hundred kilometers long, even if Lao Gu and Ouyang Mu want to come over to meet, it is a little troublesome, maybe they are also waiting next to a certain section of the river." ”

The bald head's analysis is not unreasonable, but with our current situation, we can't signal to others at all, and it depends more on luck and tacit understanding for several people to get together again.

After resting for a while, Leng Qi took off his coat and came to the river: "There should be some usable things in the helicopter, you two first find a way to light a bonfire and use the smoke to signal others, I'll go down and take a look." "After that, I was going to jump into the water.

Seeing this, the bald head hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "This river is not an ordinary turbulence, Leng Woman, your bewitching little body is too dangerous to go down alone, in case you can't come up, then what can Lao Zhang do in the future." ”

As soon as the words fell, Leng Qi and I glared at him fiercely at the same time, and he grinned: "My consciousness is to light a bonfire or leave it to a clever female comrade to do, how about Lao Zhang and the two of us go down together?" ”

I don't know what he had in mind, but it's too dangerous to let Leng Qi go down alone, we don't have oxygen cylinders, in case we encounter a whirlpool torrent underwater, it's really not a joke, it's better for me to go down with the bald head, and we can take care of each other.

Leng Qi didn't say anything, took off the silver whip on his waist and handed it to me: "There is no rope, you should use this, be careful, don't force it." ”

The bald man next to him stuck out his tongue, then took off his shirt and pants, and jumped into the water first. I strapped the silver whip around my waist, and followed with a black and gold dagger.

Although the water in the upper layer of the river is very turbulent, it is very stable in the deeper places, and the two of them plunged into a place more than two meters deep under the water, and they can hardly feel the resistance generated by the flow of the river. The bald head stepped on the mud, and soon came to the helicopter wreckage, swimming back and forth to find the entrance.

The helicopter smashed sideways into the river, and the doorway happened to sink into the mud, so if you want to get inside, you have to start from the other entrances. Aside from the iron door at the rear of the cabin, the only remaining entrance is the escape passage at the top of the cockpit. The bald head swam close and grabbed the handle and pulled it hard, and finally shook his head, and gestured to me to float up to breathe first, and the rest will be talked about later.

I nodded, and followed him in a different direction and stepped on a foot of mud to float up, but I didn't expect this foot to use too much force, and the mud went straight to my knees, and then I felt something cold in the thick mud suddenly grab my ankle, and I held it tightly without letting go.

In the water, the mud wrapped tightly around my calves, and I couldn't feel what was grabbing my ankles, only that it was unusually cold, even cooler than the river.

After going down the river, I circled the helicopter, and the oxygen in my lungs had been depleted, and my head was already dazed by the lack of oxygen, and I didn't have the strength and time to entangle with what was under the mud. So I subconsciously reached out to pull the bald head in front of me, trying to catch his buoyancy and get out. But I didn't expect the bald head to be flexible like a big carp, and with a slight swing of the body, it rose to a height of nearly two meters in a blink of an eye, and instantly distanced itself from me.

I panicked a little and began to struggle violently, holding the fuselage with both hands and pushing my legs hard. Rushing up with all his might, the whole person did float violently for a while, but the coldness on his ankles still did not disappear. I tried to open my eyes wide and look down, and I could barely hold back my breath of shock, only to see a swollen corpse that had been soaked in the mud, and a grass-green tongue extended from the corpse's mouth, wrapped around my ankle!