They were located about one or two hundred kilometers away from the troop station, and ordinary vehicles could not enter, and the last ten kilometers or so could only be on foot.

In about three hours, from assembling to arriving, in Zhao Xuan's opinion, this is not just excellent.

The others also woke up one after another when they heard the movement

。 Chen Shuhong found that they were awake, so he walked straight over and briefly reported to them the previous situation.

Last night, it should be more than three hours after the arrival of the supporting troops, and nothing happened.

Unfortunately, the helicopter search did not find any useful clues, and a more detailed search was only carried out after the arrival of the follow-up troops.

As for the fire, there were several firefighting helicopters last night, plus a seat belt cleared by the fighters.

It can be regarded as controlling the fire within a small area, just waiting for the firefighters to further extinguish the fire.

It was Chen Shuhong's company that came later, but I didn't expect it to be Chen Shuhong who led the team, and it seems that the army's intention to train Chen Shuhong is obvious.

The arrival of ground troops brought more supplies, a small camp was quickly erected, and the fortifications and outposts were much more complex than the previous ones.

In fact, after dawn, the possibility of being attacked again is close to zero, and these subsequent arrangements can only be regarded as drills.

And Zhao Xuan is going through a difficult secondary treatment.

"Hiss......" Zhao Xuan took a deep breath of cold air and said to the medical soldier opposite: "I said...... Comrade, can we ...... Hiss...... A little, a little lighter. ”

The medical soldier who was more than one meter and eight meters glanced at Zhao Xuan with disdain, and unwaveringly poured a small half bottle of alcohol on Zhao Xuan's wound, no longer looking at Zhao Xuan, whose whole face was twisted together in pain.

While pulling Zhao Xuan's wound with a cotton swab, he said: "What kind of pain do you shout, big man, don't be a soldier if you're afraid ......of bleeding."

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth, he really couldn't spare the energy to refute him, but the medical soldier added: "I'm just dealing with it in advance, you have to go to the hospital and do it again." ”

Zhao Xuan rolled his eyes, eager to faint.

The medic was a little rough, but his hands and feet were very fast, and it didn't take long to deal with it.

Zhao Xuan's left hand was bandaged around his neck, he shook his head, and waited for the pain in his arm to slowly weaken, and then he got up and walked out of the tent.

When I got out of the tent, I saw Zhang Yuan leaning on the ground not far away, looking weak.

The medical soldier, before helping Zhao Xuan clean up, also gave Zhang Yuan a check, and then Zhang Yuan was taken out of the tent by the medical soldier.

The medic's exact words were: "You bruise, check your fart, go back and warm it yourself!" ”

Zhang Yuan was indeed not injured, and the reason for his weakness was, of course, the loss of force caused by the release of that powerful palm thunder.

However, this situation naturally could not be explained to an ordinary medical soldier, so he had to leave angrily.

Zhao Xuan naturally knew about Zhang Yuan's situation, but there were not many opportunities to sarcastically ridicule Zhang Yuan, so he naturally had to seize it.

Zhao Xuan took two steps forward and teased: "Yo, your minor injuries are not counted, why are you like this?" ”

"Get out!" Zhang Yuan ate two meals and slept well, his spirit was obviously much better than yesterday, and he was full of energy.

"Tut, looking at the way you speak, you haven't lost much strength." Zhao Xuan pretended to touch his chin, and pretended to be surprised: "Isn't it because you lost your strength?" Men still have to be modest. ”

Zhang Yuan raised his middle finger at Zhao Xuan, turned his body to the other side, and ignored it again.

Zhao Xuan chuckled lightly and said secretly: "I don't even have the heart to fight, and I really hurt a lot." ”

Then he stopped teasing the weak fat man, and turned into the tent next to him.

In the tent, Song Shaofeng, Cao Hui, Lin Ling, and Chen Shuhong were standing in front of a small simple table, on which a map was flat.

The map was densely drawn with contour lines, and Zhao Xuan couldn't understand it anyway, but it didn't prevent him from joining in the fun.

When Song Shaofeng saw Zhao Xuan coming in, he just nodded at him, and did not talk to him, but pointed to the map and continued to explain to Chen Shuhong: "Along these directions, send the soldiers out to investigate." Mainly to find clues, according to the speed of the enemy, four hours, should already be fifty kilometers away. Come back before 6 p.m. and keep the communication open. ”

Song Shaofeng thought about it again and added: "Take the class as a unit, and ensure that we can support each other. ”

After hearing this, Chen Shuhong grinned and subconsciously asked, "Four hours of marching fifty kilometers, is it a person?" ”

Cao Hui glared at him and scolded, "Of course it is!" Also, don't ask what you shouldn't! ”

Generally speaking, when there are no roads in the mountains and forests, a 24-hour day and a night, and a 50-kilometer march on foot, is already an elite army.

And Song Shaofeng actually thought that the enemy could walk 50 kilometers in four hours, which really surprised Chen Shuhong.

After all, a marathon of more than 40 kilometers takes three hours to run lightly on the road.

Chen Shuhong subconsciously stood up and responded to Cao Hui's "Yes!" ”

Song Shaofeng made a round in time: "Where are there any human beings and non-human beings, they are just assisted by special equipment." Xiao Chen, you go and arrange it first, and the rest of the comrades will help extinguish the fire first, and we will clean up the battle scene later. ”

Chen Shuhong saluted Song Shaofeng, then turned around and went out to arrange.

After waiting for more than an hour, the forest fire was considered to have arrived.

Thanks to the previous control, and most of the flammable materials in the area of the fire point have been burned, the soldiers helped the fire fighters and quickly extinguished the fire.

All that's left is to clean up the dark fire, which the soldiers can't get their hands on.

So Song Shaofeng asked Chen Shuhong to take these soldiers and set about cleaning up the scene.

After "Li Zhuaner" was caught in the fire, there was actually nothing that involved secrecy that needed to be cleaned up.

Song Shaofeng arranged this mainly to find out some clues related to the enemy, and after fighting for a long time, he didn't know who the enemy was, and it was indeed a bit embarrassing to say it.

There were indeed not many clues found at the scene, except for a pool of blood, there were a lot of bullet casings.

The enemy's shells were slightly larger than those used by Zhao Xuan, and they were easily recognized as AK-47 bullets.

This gun and its various imitation models, as well as large and small facelifts, can not be counted, at least hundreds of millions of units have been produced in dozens of countries.

The bullets are even more astronomical, and there is no possibility of tracing the source at all, which can basically be regarded as useless clues.

The only thing that worked was the pool of blood.

As a wounded person, Zhao Xuan could only stand aside and watch Song Shaofeng shovel all the bloody soil into the bag, ready to take it back for further testing.

Looking at these reddish-brown clods, Zhao Xuan always felt a feeling of disgust, but Zhao Xuan attributed it to his knee-jerk reaction to seeing blood, and didn't think much about it.

After making sure that there were not too many clues around, Song Shaofeng decided to leave first, and the rest of the finishing work was handed over to Chen Shuhong and his troops.

After eating an authentic "battlefield meal", Song Shaofeng and the others began to sort out various equipment, but Zhao Xuan couldn't get his hands on it.

Zhang Yuan was groggy and had no strength, and he was not very willing to chat with Zhao Xuan. The bored Zhao Xuan walked around aimlessly.

After turning for a while, Zhao Xuan stepped on the gray-black carbon ash all over the ground, and gradually walked to the side of "Li Zhuaner", intending to look at this "tree" that amazed him again.

According to the rules of the Bureau, this type of anomaly requires a one-year observation period, and if there is no recurrence of the anomaly after one year, the record of the anomaly will be cancelled from the file or the number will be removed.

Zhao Xuan stood not far away, looking at "Li Zhuaner".

The blackened, dry trunks of the trees, the bare canopy of the trees did not have a single leaf left, and the thinner branches were all burned out.

Not far from the trunk of the tree, a large black ball stood on a small dirt bag.

The aerial roots that hung down before "Li Zhuaner" had burned out, leaving only the thick rhizome wrapped in it, like an enlarged vine ball.

In fact, from a botanical point of view, after being burned by forest fires, most plants can survive and sprout again.

The so-called "wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows", this is a law that the ancients have discovered a long time ago.

But I can't say why, Zhao Xuan vaguely has a feeling that this "Li Zhuaner" is really dead.

Zhao Xuan's ghost was like a god, took a few steps forward, raised his uninjured right hand, curled his index finger, and gently knocked a few times on the half-human-high black ball with his knuckles.

The charcoal-black wood balls make a dry and crunchy "click" sound instead of the usual dull "click" sound when knocked on the wood.

It turns out that these rhizomes have been burned to a crisp by the fire, and there is almost no water.

This is not a normal phenomenon, and this kind of arm-thick rhizome, even if it is dried with modern technology, cannot reach this level overnight, let alone ordinary wildfires.

But before Zhao Xuan could think of this, the wooden ball made a series of "click" sounds, as if something was broken.

Immediately afterwards, the whole wooden ball was broken into fine wooden strips along the wood grain, and then these wooden strips spread out like a blooming chrysanthemum.

At the same time, a lot of pale green juice flowed out of the crevices, exuding a faint woody fragrance.

The chrysanthemum bloomed for less than a second, and the scattered sticks of wood fell one after another and scattered around the small dirt bag along with the sap that flowed.

Zhao Xuan stayed there with a surprised face, he didn't even forget to withdraw his outstretched hand, and he didn't even care if there was a lot of juice splashed on his body.

His hunch became clearer:

This "Li Zhuaner" is definitely dead! And it's definitely because of this wooden ball!

The reason why a tree that had just flourished suddenly became so dry and fragile was that it secreted all the remaining sap in its body into the wooden ball, in order to protect the contents of the wooden ball.

Zhao Xuan's eyes widened, staring at the top of the small dirt bag.

There was no trace of Zhao Xuan's blood on the small dirt bag, and only moist juice was left between the soil.

A verdant, crystal-like, beautiful sapling stood there quietly.