The Secret Art of Refining the Dead: The Walking Corpse File

Chapter 140
I didn't expect Tan Ren to be joking at this moment, and it took a while to relax the tense atmosphere.Song Qiaoming checked the fat man's injuries. Although Tan Ren had treated them beforehand, they still looked serious.

At this moment, Fatty fell into a semi-comatose state, and the smell of blood attracted more insects, flying around, disturbing the viewers.

I said: "This injury is so serious, if we stay in this tropical jungle, it will definitely get worse."

Song Qiaoming sighed, and said: "It's really a fucking bad start. We are equipped with modern equipment anyway, so it's so easy to suffer." After a pause, he said: "It seems that we can only let him withdraw first. Yes. Xiao Su, continue to blow the signal whistle, we will talk when we meet up."

So I continued to blow the whistle until my mouth was salivating. After more than 20 minutes, the talents gradually gathered, and everyone was not too far apart. If it was too far away, the signal whistle might not be able to pass.As soon as we got together, I realized that quite a few people were injured.

A total of three people in the team suffered serious injuries. In addition to Fatty, the one named Xia in the team also had a large gash on his leg, and the one named Sun also had two big wounds on his back.When Song Qiaoming saw this situation, he knew that it was impossible for the three of them to go further into the jungle, and if they were allowed to go any further, it would be tantamount to sending them to their deaths.

After thinking for a while, Song Qiaoming made arrangements: "Er Mao and Di Rong, you escort the three of them back."

The man surnamed Sun felt guilty for dragging down the team, and said stubbornly: "Brother Song, we can go back by ourselves, we don't need to send it off, let Lao Di and Er Mao follow you, and try to get the bones back!"

Song Qiaoming took out a cigarette, smoked it and said, "Nonsense, the three of you have suffered such serious injuries, so someone has to keep watch at night, right? Besides, after going out, I'm afraid those traffickers will trip you up. Make a call first and ask Xiao Liu and the others to take care of them." Xiao Liu is the four of us who stayed in Pianma to meet us before.

This time, five out of a team of more than ten people went.

Since the wound was new, too much strenuous exercise was not allowed, so the five people stayed where they were, preparing to rest for half a day, tidy up the wound and start returning.Naturally, the rest of us couldn't stay any longer, so we started on the road again after distributing the equipment.

The 12-member team now has seven members left, namely Tan Ren, Zhou Xuanye, me, Song Qiaoming, Shunzi, Yang Ge, and Ruoji.That nicknamed Weak Chicken is actually not weak at all. The origin of this nickname is similar to that of Fatty, because he was relatively thin when he joined the army. His parents let him serve in the army just to exercise his physique. He has a good figure, but he is also used to being called by nicknames.

The seven of us and the five of Di Rong broke up on the spot, and started to continue to the northwest. The original mighty team, now there are only seven people left. In this wild jungle, it seems a bit weak. Fortunately, The gun hanging on the body can also give people some courage.

After encountering this centipede sneak attack, we all knew the power of the Burma jungle, so we hung our guns on our bodies.I was equipped with an assault rifle with short range but high power. Song Qiaoming said it was because it was the first time I touched a gun and it was not accurate. This is more practical for me.

With the previous experience, everyone cheered up to 12 points. Zhou Xuanye led the team at the front. He and Tan Ren are very skilled. This time, they didn’t suffer any injuries. For the next few days, we kept going back and forth in the original in the jungle.

In this environment, you can travel for one day, and survive for two days, but staying in it for five or six days is definitely a maddening thing.

When I finally entered the Savage Mountain area, my legs were swollen.

In the past few days, the changeable climate of the subtropical jungle has made us suffer from wind and rain for a while, and a swamp pops up from time to time, and we accidentally fall into it, and when we pull it out, we are covered in stinky mud.As soon as he entered the Savage Mountain area, Song Qiaoming's spirits lifted, and he said as he walked, "Everyone, be careful, the Savages here are very powerful."

I was so tired that I was out of breath, and said, "Is there really a savage?"

If there were savages, those explorers, biological researchers and so on would have crowded this place by now, right?
Song Qiaoming said: "How can I lie to you? My grandfather saw it with his own eyes. Don't you believe my old man?"

Revolutionary pioneer, of course I have to believe it. I shook my head and said: "It's not that I don't believe Mr. Song, but I just find it unbelievable. You said, if there are really savages in this place, why don't people come in to do research? Look... Shennongjia It is said that there are savages, how many biologists drill into it every year."

Song Qiaoming curled his lips and said, "Silly boy, you don't understand this, you weakling, tell him!"

Weak Chicken was the only one in the team wearing glasses. He subconsciously wanted to push the glasses, but he only touched the gas mask, so he walked quite depressed and said, "How do you know that no one is doing surveys? There were before, but they came in." People either couldn't find the wildlings, or they just disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

Weak Chicken nodded and said, "It must have been captured by the savages."

I said, "Those savages can eat people?"

The weak chicken shook his head and told me something about the Savage Mountain Savage.These things, those old expeditionary soldiers who survived by chance, almost all have impressions, and they all claim that there are indeed savages in Savage Mountain.It's not easy to get so many people, especially so many down-to-earth old soldiers, to say the same thing, so it means that there is a lot of truth in what they say.

Some people say that the savages in Savage Mountain are actually an uncivilized local people. To put it bluntly, they are the aborigines of the Burmese jungle. But if you look at the aborigines in America, you don’t see any hair on their bodies, right?But the savages in Savage Mountain have long hair, so some people say that they are primitive people, not aboriginals.

Many expeditionary forces have described such a scene, that is, savages sneak attack and arrest people.

Those savages live in the jungle at a very fast speed, often you can only see a black shadow, and in the next second, a companion around you may disappear.

These savages are not cannibals, and they don't eat people, so what are they doing?

It is said that the savages here are still in a very primitive stage, and even their ethnic group structure is still in a matrilineal society.

One of the characteristics of matriarchal society is group mating. Females mate with many strong males, thus giving birth to high-quality offspring. In order to increase their reproductive rate, males will sow seeds everywhere.The savages in the savage mountain seem to be very interested in us hairless people, probably because they think we are pretty, so whether they are men or women, they will be plundered by the savages.

Relatively speaking, the female soldiers who were taken captive by the savages would be very miserable, and many female soldiers were raped to death by the savages.Male soldiers are better. Since the savages in Savage Mountain are still in a matriarchal society, the female savages who plunder male soldiers have separate ownership of the "prey" they plundered. Therefore, male soldiers are often kept in captivity by a female savage.

The female savages who are more powerful will command the male savages to plunder a large number of male soldiers and compare each other. After pregnancy, the female savages will immediately abandon the male soldiers in captivity and let them fend for themselves.But at this time, even if the male soldiers escaped, they would have already been separated from the main force.With no food, no weapons, no clothes, after being abandoned by the wild women, these male soldiers will basically become the belly of other wild beasts.

And those who came here to explore the truth of the wildlings and disappeared, what will happen to them is unknown.

Although according to the current situation, it is not difficult to eliminate those savages, but it is not necessary at all.For one thing, the Savage Mountain is located in Myitkyina, and it is impossible for the Chinese army to fly fighter planes to Myitkyina to kill the Savages.Secondly, with the development of the times, these savages have become precious research objects. Since they cannot be destroyed violently, they can only be developed artificially.

But Myanmar is a small country that is not rich, and it has too much time to take care of itself. It has no time to develop virgin forests, let alone study savages that are meaningless to them.

Maybe in the future, someone will come to deal with these savages head-on, but definitely not now.

The high mountains and valleys around Yeren Mountain are surrounded by natural dangers. The expeditionary force lost more than 5000 troops here, and it can be said that loyal bones are buried everywhere.After listening to the weak chicken talking about the savages, I couldn't help but feel hairy: "Tell me, will those savages still kidnap people now?"

Weak chicken said: "Then I don't know, it's best to hope not to encounter it."

I said, "What if it happens?"

The weak chicken thought for a while and said: "If you meet a wild man, then you are hopeless, and they will kill you directly. If you meet a wild woman, do it well, and she will naturally let you go if she becomes pregnant." Now, my brothers will wait for you." I was dumbfounded by what he said, kicked him, and said: "Fuck you, that female savage is hairy all over, if they want to be caught by them, I might as well die gone."

The weak chicken was kicked by me, rubbed its thigh, and said: "There are so many captured by savages, how many of them want to die? Better to die than to live. Think about it now, and feel that you can die generously. But when you really get to that point, whether you dare to die, whether you are willing to die, then you will not know."

Weak chicken was walking beside him, he was busy talking to me, he didn't pay attention to his feet, tripped, and immediately fell to the ground with his buttocks in the sky. The shape was very funny, and everyone couldn't help laughing out loud.The weak chicken got up cursing, and said, "What the hell!" As he said, he pawed under his feet, and with this pawing, he pulled a piece of black thing out from the rotten leaves.

At first I thought it was a rotten root of a plant, but when I looked carefully, I couldn't help exclaiming: "Head!" I saw that it was half a human skull!Its surface and interior were so full of dirt that we couldn't recognize it for a while.

The weak chicken was taken aback, and quickly threw the man's skull away. After throwing away, he probably remembered that the bone was probably the bones of a revolutionary martyr, so he muttered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Under the leaf, there should be a corpse.

(End of this chapter)