Not far away, there were bursts of cries of owl beast cubs, echoing in the quiet forest, making He Boqiang's back hairs almost stand up.

He carefully pushed aside a bush of thorny trees, bypassed the large group of owls, and ran to a place where he could no longer hear the cry of the owls.

Surdak complained that it was difficult to meet the beasts of the forest in the forest farm area when he was out on patrol and duty, but he did not expect that he had just entered the dense forest west of the forest farm and actually encountered this powerful land fierce bird.

In the hierarchical owl family, the family status determines the order of eating, perhaps the cubs are a little impatient in the process of waiting, wanting to break this order of eating, but after being repaired by the female owl beast, the cry will slowly subside.

The branches and leaves in the forest are dense, the woodland does not see sunlight all year round, many leaves fall on the ground and slowly rot, these rotten soil is extremely soft, and many branches are buried in the humus, these branches are like zombie arms buried in the rotten leaves, if you are not careful, you will be tripped by these dead branches.

Some damp rotting wood is covered with dense black fungus, many of the roots are covered with pale brown moss, and there are various oily yellow mushrooms on top, and bracken with a pale yellow color, etc., if you can identify those edible fungi and wild vegetables, you don't need to go far to pick a large basket.

This forest farm is very large, and you can see huge tree stumps along the hillside for a long time, He Boqiang can discern the direction and rush all the way, but unfortunately he can't find the passage of the supply line hidden in the valley after walking far away, and he met all kinds of small beasts in the forest along the way, and those small beasts are not too afraid of people, and there is even an ocelot chasing He Boqiang all the way from the tree, constantly making powerful calls, as if He Boqiang has invaded its territory.

He Boqiang walked through the forest farm and waded through a shallow stream, but could not find any forest path in front of him, so he could only search aimlessly along the river.

There was no sound in the forest except the chirping of some birds and the rustling of leaves.

After walking a short distance, he saw some blood stains left on the rocks of the river beach, He Boqiang thought it was left by Jielongnan, and was about to step forward to take a closer look, when he suddenly heard a strange cry of 'gurgling', and happened to see several strange-looking aborigines who were only surrounded by animal skins and banana leaves around a boulder by the river, eating a white-scaled fish.

A few wooden spears were placed on the rocky beach by the stream, and in addition to the wooden spears, there were also several wooden bows on the rocky beach, but it seemed that the range of this rough wooden bow was also very limited, but there were no traces of the battle around, and it seemed that Surdak and Sam were not at war with these natives.

Soon the bloody fish meat was eaten by the natives, and the seven natives did not rush to leave, but took off the animal skin clothes on their bodies, and jumped into the stream.

Just when He Boqiang wondered if he was lost, he finally found a forest path in the dense forest, although the road was not too wide, but there were still some traces of ruts on the road, although it had been blurred under the rain, but the footprints on the side were clearly visible.

It can be seen that these footprints are left by the iron boots of the infantry battalion soldiers, and after running so far and still not finding the soldiers of the second squad, the boiling blood in He Boqiang's body gradually cooled down, and He Boqiang, who calmed down, began to think about how many natives he could deal with with with his own strength.

He paused for a moment, then felt a blinding light flicker at him.

He Boqiang didn't turn his head to check, but quickly hid behind a tree.

At the same time as he hid behind the tree, the arrow shot silently from the right rear, and it was nailed to the trunk with a 'poof'.

If he hadn't been alerted just now and hid behind a tree in time, it is estimated that the red-tailed feather arrow had been inserted in his back, and cold sweat suddenly came out of He Boqiang's head.

Following the direction from which the feather arrow came, the figure of the densely foliage flashed, and the swarthy figure quickly hid in the forest.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a native following behind, He Boqiang did not pursue the native, but carefully pulled the red tail from the trunk, this is an arrow with white bone polished feather arrow, the feather of the arrow tail is a very beautiful red feather, He Boqiang can't tell what kind of bird on the feather.

The arrows of the bone arrows are stained and look like they have been smeared with some poison.

Continuing to grope along the forest path, the native always followed behind He Boqiang, and as long as he had the opportunity, he would shoot a cold arrow at He Boqiang, but he always refused to clash with He Boqiang head-on, and every time he shot a feather arrow, he would quickly flee into the dense forest, not giving He Boqiang any chance to take advantage of.

With such a tail following behind him, He Boqiang's spirit needs to be highly tense at all times, so that it is easy for people to feel tired.

He Boqiang carefully observed the surroundings, found a slightly more open place along the forest path, and saw the aboriginal flash through the dense forest from a distance, the aboriginal was wearing clothes made of tree branches, holding a wooden bow in his hand, and carrying a pot of red tail feather arrows behind his back, and his hand was very vigorous.

He chased after the native, and came to the place where the natives were hiding, but the natives had long since fled, but the sense of danger never disappeared, and when He Boqiang stayed in place for a while, three red-tailed arrows shot from He Boqiang's side, He Boqiang exclaimed in surprise and fell to the ground.

After a while, there was a sound of rustling in the bushes, and the bushes shook lightly a few times, and out of it came a young native dressed in leaf clothes, with a wooden bow in his hand, cautiously approaching He Boqiang, and a red tail bone arrow on the wooden bow in his hand.

Ten meters away from He Boqiang, the young native stopped, and the bow and arrow in his hand pointed at He Boqiang from afar, ready to make up for another arrow.

At the same time as he pulled out his bow and arrows, He Boqiang jumped up from the ground and threw the Roman sword in his hand directly.

The Roman sword thrust steadily into the young native's chest with a sound of breaking through the air, and the heavy Roman sword broke through the native's sternum without hindrance, and with great force it carried the native's lead back three steps and nailed it firmly to a large thick tree.

The young native was foaming blood from his mouth, and his hands clutched the hilt of the Roman sword, but he could not pull it out with all his might.

The blood in his chest was gurgling, He Boqiang walked over in embarrassment, looked at the young native coldly, pulled out the Roman sword inserted into his chest, and cut his throat, and the young native fell to the ground softly.