It was not until the campfire in the camp was full that a simple camp was built, except for the heavy machine gun points with log defenses, and the camp was not surrounded by a lot of people to set up wild boar diversion obstacles again.

The explosives were planted very diligently, and the density of explosives near the camp was only higher than in the past.

The outlaws were exhausted, and ate all kinds of wild boar dishes with hatred, and there was no noise in the camp except for the sound of gobbling up.

At nightfall, the whole camp seems to be a wind-up machine, waiting for the great horror to come.

As the night wore on, there was silence outside the camp, and the warm light of the campfire did not penetrate the thick darkness, and it was sparse and sparse, as if something was shuttling around the perimeter, and occasionally stepping on a few brittle branches, startled the night watchman's scalp tingling.

It seems that there are scattered wild boars hanging around the camp again, and it doesn't feel too good to be watched, and the outlaws in charge of the vigil have a feeling of wanting to go crazy.

Either they will come again with a bang, and the repeated pressure will only break down the outlaws who are used to going straight.

Fortunately, there were enough people in the shift, and after holding on for more than an hour, they could return to the camp and fall asleep.

The outlaws in charge of the vigil could only comfort themselves in this way.

Christmas Eve.

The first night after going deep into the jungle turned out to be a rare Christmas Eve.

The camp was not greeted by a wild boar herd, as if the attack of a few days earlier had exhausted all the reserves of the wild boar herd.

Many of the outlaws who had slept well were very happy, and they woke up refreshed and refreshed after a night of stew, and a few glasses of wine were in their stomachs, and it was another fulfilling day.

The team quickly set off, and Aaron, who was in charge of surveying the surrounding area of the camp, quickly followed.

"How's it going, have you found any signs of giant wild boars?"

Seeing that Ah Long's expression was as usual, Jiang Yingxue also had a general understanding of the result, and the reason why she asked unhurriedly was just to show the strength of the power in her hands.

"Nope.

There are only a few tracks of ordinary wild boars, which look like they have passed by unintentionally. ”

Ah Long also responded lightly, and cooperated with Jiang Yingxue very tacitly.

Gogol is extremely indifferent to Jiang Yingxue's actions, an arrogant and redundant stupid woman, this stereotype Gogol does not seem to change easily.

Since no one answered, the team fell into a long and strange silence, even if they were unhappy with Jiang Yingxue, they would not continue to be embarrassed.

The team was silent and boring, and no one showed any desire to talk until the lunch break.

Just as what Gogol said before has been accepted by everyone, excessive thinking is of no use except for exhaustion.

The risk-free journey forced the whole team to walk alone in the depths of this boundless dense forest like a boring traveling merchant.

I don't know the way forward, I don't ask about the return date, the eternal circle, and finally the silence.

After a day of intense travel, the outlaws had already begun to set up camp before evening fell, and they were becoming more and more proficient in moving fast, the afterglow of the sun was still sufficient, and the snoring of the outlaws was already heard in the camp.

"I don't think you're worried about the night attack of wild boars.

What's more, the danger in the depths of this dense forest should be far more than a pack of brainless wild boars, and the calmer it is now, the more dangerous it will be in the future. ”

Taking advantage of Bai Ning's coming over to eat, Jiang Yingxue opened the conversation with a solemn tone.

Gogol's strong intervention made the atmosphere in the field weird, and the communication between the leaders became no longer close, more like a group of silly white sweets who went with the flow.

"Why, do you care what he thinks of you?

Sneaking up on small moves, resisting more than enterprising, you seem to be very jealous of him. ”

Bai Ning took a sip of flower tea, and was very satisfied with Jiang Yingxue's tea reserves, and in a light tone, he was ready to wake up Jiang Yingxue, who was still a fan of the authorities.

After Bai Ning said this, Jiang Yingxue was also stunned, feeling that she seemed to have really lost a normal heart.

Is it precisely because he wants to better use and control Gogol that he accommodates him everywhere, so that he is bound and loses his due measure?

"In the face of a strong partner, it is certain that you feel constrained.

What's more, he is also the guide of the second half of the trip, and it is really not wise to offend a person with psychological problems at will. ”

Under Bai Ning's suggestion, Jiang Yingxue quickly recovered her indifferent aura, and her tone returned to relaxed, like an indifferent evaluation.

"What he said before is true and false, and the degree to which it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood is terrifying, in order to prevent too many words from being lost, he will be unfathomable to put an end to follow-up investigations.

We're not the only team here, and the fact that he's able to escape alone means that he must have the means to protect himself.

The trip seemed dangerous to us, but it was a ramp and a rarity for him.

Even so, we don't have to worry too much.

As long as he can be controlled at the critical moment, all the risks in the future will be much smaller.

Therefore, the importance of Aaron is reflected. ”

Bai Ning directly stated that he wanted to spy on Gogol, which was very likely to cause the relationship to deteriorate, which made Jiang Yingxue deeply convinced.

Dangerous, but necessary.

After all, Gogol is only a pawn in their hands, and the pawn can run rampant, but it is never allowed to jump out of the established chessboard.

This kind of zero-sum game is a result of the current complex environment, and if you don't want to go, you have to go hard.

"According to you, our journey may be simpler than expected, and the threat from the wild boar herd is still there, but it is not fatal.

Even the Soviets' outpost research base was a forbidden place for giant wild boars, and the closer we got, the lower the threat from the wild boar herd. ”

"It's just wishful thinking on your part."

Bai Ning's follow-up negation inexplicably poked Jiang Yingxue's laughter, making her sneer, and her overall spirit was more relaxed.

The reason for this kind of joke is mainly that she really doesn't understand what Bai Ning is thinking in her head.

This ignorance doesn't bring frustration, just a bit of plausible hilariousness.

Anyway, they all go with the flow, Bai Ning is not afraid, what is there to be afraid of Jiang Yingxue?

It's good to eat and sleep, and it's more comfortable than anything else.

The night was as cool as water, the huge campfire in the middle of the camp did not warm the cold air of the high latitudes, the long peace no longer aroused the adrenaline of the outlaws, and the chill began to pierce the bones like a plague.

Another night without words, five consecutive days of good sleep made the outlaws wake up early, and the relaxed state of mind made them noisy, scrambling to drink the stewed broth, like a group of lively travelers who came to relax.

The marching ranks grew noisier and louder, and the energy was so great that the outlaws chatted to the fullest, and the rough laughter pierced through the dense forest, but did not arouse any of the hiding birds.

It's so weird!

The woods are eerily quiet!

The relaxation of the outlaws is not a good thing, but rather the calm before the storm, where the dull pressure is enveloping a noisy group of ignorant children, unaware of the imminent danger and the imminent horror.

The lunch break was still lively, and some of the exuberant outlaws even wanted to hunt some other game for a change of taste, not to mention the elk roe deer, not even a rabbit fur.

The depressed outlaw fired a few shots into the sky, but there was still no sound of birds fluttering their wings and startling.

The dense forest is deep, but it reveals an eerie emptiness and dead silence.

The outlaws who returned home did not feel the slightest discomfort, but only teased each other about the bad luck between eating and drinking.

Bai Ning, who was observing the atmosphere of the camp at any time, looked at Gogol, who was alone and silent, and his brows furrowed.

Gogol's strangeness, which seems to be completely peeled off, makes him feel like a passer-by who temporarily lives here, less like a follower, more like an inducement.

It induces the whole team to go to the unspeakable great fear, to the indescribable final silence.

Only people who have never fit in will behave like this, and only people who are ready to give up at any time will be so indifferent to fit.

This kind of deliberate coldness is completely different from the previous active accosting, revealing an inexplicable, but sudden thriller.

Or is it too underestimated to look down on Gogol's city and scheming?

Bai Ning is deliberately taming and driving Gogol, why isn't Gogol using them along the water?

Strictly speaking, Gogol is the master here, how could he, who is strong and selfish, be easily used as a gun and become a pawn in Bai Ning's hands?

With this uneasy mood, he waited until the night camp was over, and Bai Ning was ready to deliberately approach the silent Gogol.

"Gogol, this forest is obviously a little too quiet, what do you mean by danger?"

Bai Ning sat next to Gogol who was eating with the translator, with a little bit of casual chatting, but he couldn't surprise Gogol at any waves.

"Danger is only called danger when it comes, and the black clouds that don't rain are just a useless backdrop."

Gogol's response was rather simple, with a slight smile, like a real idle chatter.

His attitude is still the same, and he is implying that it is useless to say more.

What used to be understood as deliberate concealment is now more like a kind of cut-off that seems to be nothing.

Could it be that some appearances, some imperceptible actions in the past few days, have made Gogol have the idea of betraying the team?

Is this misanthropic man, this patient with an extremely twisted mentality, this eccentric who has a knack for blaming all the blame on everyone else, really decisively severing the ties with the whole team?