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Ling Feng is one of the best.

He participated in an intensive training camp in the Amazon rainforest, without food, water, or supplies, and survived for three months in the face of all kinds of harsh environments and dangers in the natural world.

Therefore, he has mastered the laws of jungle survival better than anyone else.

After entering the mountains, the dangerous jungle for ordinary survivors is not worth mentioning to him.

Observing six roads, sensitive olfactory detection, and a radius of several kilometers, all of them are under control.

Race all the way.

About two hours later, Ling Feng had already arrived at his destination, the periphery of Cliff Ridge.

The pace began to slow down. Twitch your nose and carefully discern the smell coming from the air.

Specifically, it should be human.

"Twelve o'clock ahead, someone...... At ten o'clock, someone! ”

With the perverted sense of smell given by the supernatural powers, Ling Feng could easily detect the situation ahead. His pace quickened, and he walked around the perimeter of the cliff ridge.

Half an hour later.

Ling Feng was hiding in a bush. Taking out the microcomputer, with a flick of his finger, a three-dimensional topographic map quickly appeared on the screen.

The military-specific microcomputer donated by Xia Heng has diversified functions and great utility. Among them, you can connect to satellite positioning and map the topographic map you want.

Ling Feng was very familiar with this kind of electronic instrument, and there was no difficulty in operating it. In just a few minutes, the entire topographic map of Cliff Ridge was presented.

"Didi ......"

With the touch of a finger, the screen makes a slight sound. Red dots are marked around the periphery of the topographic map, densely packed and impassable.

"There are a lot of people......"

Ling Feng frowned. The situation is more complicated than expected. After probing just now, he found that the blockade line on the periphery of the Cliff Ridge was guarded by at least three or four thousand people. At every blockade, there are at least 100 people. Separated less than fifty meters from each other, they were heavily guarded and heavily defended.

I looked up at the sky. The trees are shady, and the sunlight spills down the gaps in the branches and leaves. There is plenty of light in the forest.

"If you do it now, the chance of being found will reach 30%!"

Ling Feng thought secretly. Although his latent breakthrough is strong, in broad daylight, coupled with the strict vigilance of the other party, it is inevitable that he will be exposed and hidden.

Although the odds were small, Ling Feng didn't allow it. Once discovered, it is a vicious battle, and no matter how strong you are, you will not be able to resist the siege of thousands of armed men.

Or wait!

When it got dark, he was completely sure and quietly broke through the blockade.

After making up his mind, Ling Feng turned around and left. It's still early, so there's no need to waste time here. The mountains and forests are dense, and there are many wild animals. He was going to go hunting and get some game to taste.

After the cataclysm, there may still be food in storage, but meat is scarce. This is also the main reason why the market is expensive.

For example, in the Hongshan settlement, more than half of the meat in circulation in the market is obtained from hunting in the mountainous areas. In the original ecological area of Dahong Mountain, there are many birds and animals. The survivors who team up into the mountains, in addition to looking for the fruit of the source tree, on the other hand, are to obtain wealth through hunting.

All this news was heard last night.

Since he entered the mountain, Ling Feng didn't want to go back empty-handed, and using his leisure time to hunt was also a good way to make money.

He didn't go back the way he came. With blazing eyes, he looked around and headed southeast.

The jungle is dense. Survivors are active and leave traces of some extent.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these traces are simply difficult to find. But he couldn't escape Ling Feng's scrutiny.

The more frequent the human activity, the fewer wild beasts. It's very simple.

Therefore, he picks out places where no one has been and searches for prey targets.

Nasal congestion has long been removed. His perverted sense of smell allows him to easily sniff abnormal odors within a three-kilometer radius.

All the way. Trees are shady and shrubs are everywhere. More and more remote.

The sounds of birds and insects all around are constantly ringing one after another.

Alar dilation. Carefully distinguish various odors and filter to lock on to the target.

Syllable!

The flying knife was like lightning, and it shot straight at a big tree thirty meters away. Nailed to the tree, it made a soft sound.

Underneath the trees, bushes. A pheasant was alarmed, cooed, flapped its wings and flew up. When it first leaned out. Ling Feng's footsteps were illusory, and he rushed straight away. At the same time, the right hand is out of the knife.

Within twenty meters. The knife is not missing.

The knife directly penetrated the pheasant's chest and abdomen, killing him instantly.

When pheasants are planted in the bushes. Ling Feng had already arrived, reached out to pick up the prey, and weighed it.

This is a male pheasant, fat and big, I am afraid that it will not weigh three or four catties.

"One pot of stew, enough for a delicious meal of two treasures!"

Ling Feng remembered that he had come home in the early hours of last night, and when he heard the movement, he got up from the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes and helping to clean up his things, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously flashed a smile.

He has a strange personality, sometimes cold and impersonal, sometimes ...... And very warm.

For those who fall in love, he does not hesitate to give care and care.

The landlord and his two grandsons are special people. Although, they have only been together for less than a day.

Pick up the pheasant, pack it in a plastic bag, and stuff it into your backpack. Ling Feng continued on his way, searching for prey.

Time flies.

In the evening, Ling Feng returned to the outer area of the Cliff Ridge. At the moment, his backpack was bulging and stuffed with prey.

Three pheasants, two hares, seven turtledoves.

That's what he did. If you count it according to the two catties of meat, it is nearly thirty catties.

Thirty pounds of meat, worth S$15,000. The average survivor may not be able to make so much money from life to death. And Ling Feng only took half a day.

This is still because he did not go deep into the jungle, and only hunted not far from the cliff ridge. If you work full-time for a day, the harvest will definitely be greater.

A keen sense of smell, beyond the skills of ordinary people. Needless to say, Ling Feng was a good hunter. He alone is enough to be worth dozens of survivors.

Night is falling.

Ling Feng hid the prey he had caught during the day in a big tree. He's about to start moving, and carrying a weight on his back will have more or less an impact.

After that, he looked around, picked up a machete, cut a lot of vine branches and leaves, and put them together.

Ten minutes at most.

He was covered in vines and leaves, and his whole body seemed to be one with the dense forest around him, and it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

A simple camouflage technique, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, is enough to break through the defense line.

A satisfied smile appeared on Ling Feng's face. After that, he curled up and hid in the bushes, waiting for the night to fall.

The moon is rising. Night covers the land.

In the jungle, it is dark and deep, except for the chirping of insects and birds, there is not the slightest noise. Under the moonlight, a dark shadow lay on the ground, moving forward with rapid movements.

It didn't take long.

There was a flash of fire ahead. A heavily armed man, armed with torches, cruised back and forth. They were all armed with guns, and there were hundreds of them. All of them looked solemn, their eyes swept in all directions, and they were on strict guard.

Not far away, a group of identical armed men appeared. Along the perimeter of the cliff ridge, a blockade of several kilometers was formed.

Thirty meters away. The dark shadow slowed down and began to move forward step by step. The movement was light and nimble, and there was no sound at all.

Breakthrough point, the two teams cross the center position!

Action distance, twelve meters!

Ling Feng, who was disguised as a vine, was lying on the ground prostrately, his eyes staring at the front, and he was ready to start acting.