Daming Crazy Emperor

Chapter 680 Terrorist Jungle

In the dense primeval jungle, Wang Chong was walking cautiously behind a young Indian with only two leaves on his body.

Behind them, more than a hundred well-equipped young North American Indians scattered in a semicircle and followed closely.

This time what they are looking for is likely to be miasma poison that can overwhelm people, so they are very careful, not only everyone's face is covered with a wet cloth soaked in medicine, they are even carrying the scorching heat, wearing Long sleeves.

At this moment, everyone's clothes were almost soaked, but they still looked cautious, and searched forward carefully, not daring to be careless.

There are also jungles in North America, and most of the Indian tribes used to be mainly hunting. The young and strong of these North American Indian tribes naturally entered the jungle.

They are also very clear about what to pay attention to in this jungle. Every few steps they take, they will use their spears to stab the grass in front of them carefully to prevent poisonous substances from hiding in it.

And the branches above, wherever they need to pass, they will carefully check whether there is any poison hidden in the branches and leaves above.

Wang Chong was also very careful. He was holding a gun in one hand and a binoculars in the other. While cleaning up the poison, he was still paying attention to the situation ahead.

He poked in the grass in front of him carefully, and habitually raised his binoculars to sweep forward, his eyes froze.

My God, there is a python thicker than an arm less than a mile ahead!
The boa constrictor's flowery skin is similar to the wild flowers and weeds on the ground, you can't really find it unless you look carefully.

Pythons are supposed to be non-toxic.

However, with such a big one, it is still dangerous to jump up suddenly and strangle a person's neck.

He thought for a while, then pointed at the python and whispered: "Be careful, there are pythons, prepare to shoot."

Hearing the words, all the young and strong members of the North American Indian tribe lowered their backs and slowly raised their spears.

Hearing this, the bare-bottomed young man in front looked back curiously, and then carefully looked in the direction where their guns were pointing, his eyes couldn't help showing ecstasy.

Big boa constrictor!

This stuff is one of the tastiest foods in the jungle.

To be honest, everyone didn't feel that the python was a big threat. If they didn't see it, it might be a little dangerous. Now that they found it, it was their meal.

Everyone held their spears in their hands and surrounded them lightly.

The boa constrictor seemed to be too full to move, or maybe it was not afraid of people with two legs at all. Anyway, when everyone surrounded it, it was still entangled in a fallen tree trunk, and had no intention of running away at all. .

After a while, everyone was within fifty paces of the boa constrictor. It shouldn't be a big problem to throw spears at this distance.

Wang Chong raised the long spear in his hand and said easily, "Aim at the head, prepare to throw the spear quickly, go!"

After that, he rushed forward quickly, and threw the spear in his hand at the python's head with a "swish".

"Whoosh, whoosh," there was a sound of breaking wind, and the python's head was instantly submerged by hundreds of spears up to the seven-inch position.

With such intensive throwing of spears, I am afraid that the head as big as the washbasin will be smashed into a sieve, not to mention the python's head is not as big as a fist.

The boa constrictor struggled violently, and became silent after a while.

The young and strong Indian tribe with bare buttocks looked at the wooden spear in his hand, and then at the throwing gun in front of him like a bundle of firewood, and couldn't help being stunned.

These warriors from the northern tribes were also too fierce, before he had time to throw the wooden spear in his hand, in the blink of an eye, the head of the python was submerged by the spear.

Wang Chong stepped forward and pulled out a long spear that was inserted into the ground next to him, picked at the python's body, and seeing that the python hadn't moved at all, he waved his hand and ordered, "Take the gun."

"Wow", a group of warriors from the North American Indian tribe immediately surrounded them, and each of them drew a long gun.

This boa constrictor is probably nearly two feet long. It might be a bit difficult for one person to carry it, and it is difficult for two or three people to carry it in the jungle. What should I do?

Wang Chong was considering whether to cut the python into several pieces, when a scream came from not far away.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of panic.

What's going on here?

Wang Chong waved his hand and ordered: "Quickly cut it into three pieces and bring it on."

After all, he raised his binoculars and swept in the direction of the screams.

Soon, a young and strong man from a North American Indian tribe ran over panting along the team scattered nearby, bowed his hands anxiously and said, "Report, General, our team was bitten by a poisonous snake, and, what about that?" It stinks."

When Wang Chong heard this, he immediately waved his hand and led the crowd to that side without hesitation.

This time, more than [-] people were divided into more than [-] teams and scattered in the jungle for [-] to [-] miles to search southeast. The distance between each team was less than half a mile.

Moreover, they all moved forward at about the same speed, faintly forming a horizontal line.

Therefore, every hundred or so steps, you can see a search team, and you must run in the right direction along the search teams.

Not long after, Wang Chong brought more than a hundred of his men to the place where the screams were made.

Sure enough, there was a stench here, and even a damp cloth soaked in medicine could not stop it.

Obviously, there must be some dead animal nearby, and it must have been dead for more than a day.

At this time, the surrounding weeds and shrubs have been cut down, and an open space about ten feet in radius has been exposed in the middle.

The young man of the North American Indian tribe who was obviously bitten by a poisonous snake was being supported by two people at the moment, leaning against a big tree in the middle.

Jin Yiwei, who is leading the team here, is lying on this young man's feet, sucking poisonous blood vigorously.

They are all elite scouts who have experienced many battles, and they naturally understand how to deal with being bitten by a poisonous snake.

The calf of the young man who was bitten by the poisonous snake has been tightly bound by the rope. Logically speaking, the poisonous blood should not flow backwards to attack the heart.

But at this moment, the strong young man had already clenched his teeth and passed out.

What kind of snake is this, it is so poisonous!

After the Jin Yiwei lying on the ground sucked a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood, he stood up and wiped his mouth vigorously with a wet towel, and then said anxiously: "Wangtou, this method will not work, this snake is too poisonous, he is probably It won't last long."

Wang Chongji asked: "What's going on, what kind of snake, do you know it?"

The Jin Yiwei hurriedly pulled him to the edge of the open area, pointed to the half snake corpse on the ground and said: "This snake is too small, maybe they didn't find it because they were hiding under the rocks, and my subordinates don't know what it is. Ordered to be buried, it is triangular."

Wang Chong took a closer look at the snake's body, which was less than two fingers thick, and couldn't help showing a bit of seriousness.

He also couldn't recognize what kind of snake it was, but he could tell that it must be very poisonous.

The triangular snake head itself is a highly venomous snake, coupled with the rings of gorgeous snake body, the poison is fierce, one can imagine.

Alas, the jungle is too scary. They are already careful enough, but someone was bitten by a poisonous snake.

Wang Chong thought for a while, and then said decisively: "You quickly lead the team to carry him back, and ask Master Li to find a way to treat him."

The Jin Yiwei didn't bother anymore, he directly recruited a few shorter girls to confess a few words, and then ordered three taller men under him to lift the unconscious young man from the ground from three directions, and asked a girl to be careful Lifting the foot that had been bitten by the poisonous snake, he waved his hand and led his men back quickly.

Wang Chong watched the group of people gradually disappear into the jungle, and then flew up to a tree branch, and then raised his binoculars to sweep forward.

Soon, he discovered the source of the stench.

There was a pool of stagnant water about two miles ahead, and several dead animals were dumped beside the pool.

The animals in this jungle are different from those in Daming, and he can't tell what kind of animals they are. In short, those animals must have been dead for more than a day. There are flies around the corpses, and the water is densely covered with flies. Mosquito.

This should be the land of poisonous miasma.

Most people would probably be shocked when they saw such a terrifying scene, but Wang Chong's face was calm, and there was no fluctuation in the expression on his face.

He has seen many mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so naturally he won't be frightened by such a small scene.

He put down the binoculars and thought about it carefully, and then said decisively: "The order is that all teams stop searching and rush back."

Soon, his orders spread to both sides. After receiving the order, each team turned around without hesitation and rushed back.

Immediately afterwards, he flew down the tree, pulled out his saber, and cut off a tree that was about ten feet high. He kicked the cut point roughly in the direction of the water pool, and then waved: "Let's go, let's go back too. Make markers along the way, every hundred steps or so."

They all have dark iron knives, so it is natural to make this simple mark very quickly. Moreover, they did not lift people, and their speed was faster than the team that had just withdrawn.

It didn't take long before they caught up with the team carrying the people.

Seeing that they were struggling a bit in the weeds and bushes, Wang Chong simply waved his men and horses to open the way ahead, slashing back with his saber.

(End of this chapter)