Super Special Forces King

Chapter 361

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After traveling through the wasteland for three consecutive days, there are boundless weeds everywhere, even Zhang Feng feels a little lost.

But Johnson once again demonstrated the powerful sense of direction that the primitive tribe gained from practice.

Relying on Johnson's sense of direction and Mike's use of the headset to correct the two people's reverses at any time, Zhang Feng and Johnson are finally approaching the range of the Fire Ant Mercenary Group.

"Brother Feng, travel about two kilometers to the east of your place, and you will walk out of the wasteland and see the primitive jungle. Through the news I got, the fire ant mercenary group is in this primitive jungle."

Hearing Mike's words, Zhang Feng looked far away, and he could see the vague lush shadows in the distance. It should be the primitive jungle in his mouth.

In three days, the wound on Johnson's back had also healed and scabs.

The gauze was taken off one day ago. After all, in such a hot weather, there is no benefit in always wrapping the gauze to make the wound airtight.

Johnson was simply naked to the top, and the hard muscles were sharp and angular, as if they were carved out.

The hideous scars on his muscles made him even more wild.

"I don't believe that I didn't grow up eating fertilizer." Zhang Feng thought secretly in his heart.

Although the muscles on his body are also sharp and angular, but because of his race, his muscles are far less explosive than Johnson's.

"Brother Feng, shall we go over now or take a rest before going over." Johnson asked.

"Early or not late. We will pass now, and it will not be too late to rest when we enter the jungle," Zhang Feng said.

"it is good!"

Three days of continuous exposure to the sun, Zhang Feng's skin became slightly dark, but Johnson was dark and shiny.

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Walking into the primitive jungle, the lush trees finally covered the hot sun overhead, and the body suddenly became cool.

"We take a rest for a period of time to recharge our energy. When we enter this range, we don't know when we will see the fire ant mercenary group, so we must be careful." Zhang Feng said while sitting on the root of the tree.

"Brother Feng, I think I can find where the fire ant mercenary group is?" Johnson said with a simple smile.

These words aroused Zhang Feng's appetite. The abilities he showed these days are not as rough as his appearance, so he immediately asked: "How can I find the fire ant mercenary group?"

"As long as it is where humans appear, there will be corresponding traces."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Feng nodded slightly. He can do this too, but there is nothing new in it. Moreover, the fire ant's mercenary station, the other side will inevitably cover up the traces left behind.

"There is also a place where humans gather, whether they are huge beasts or birds, they will stay away. Humans are afraid of beasts, and beasts are also afraid of humans. So we know that we can find fire ant mercenaries where we can find beasts to avoid. Resident."

Hearing the words behind him, Zhang Feng's eyes were filled with joy. It would be much simpler to look for in this way.

Nodded and cursed with a smile: "Okay, Johnson, if you can find the fire ant mercenary group's resident by this method, then I promise that after bringing back the people from your tribe, all the young children will have meat in every meal. ."

Johnson smiled and said, "Brother Feng, are you sure?"

Hearing this, Zhang Feng suddenly jumped up, and when he was flying, he kicked his big round butt, muttering and cursing: "Your sister, when I lied to you, I'm not only sure, I also What about gnawing?"

Johnson only cared about a silly smile, and was neither angry nor annoyed. With a painless foot on his butt, it was very worthwhile to be able to exchange meat for the growing young children in the tribe.

We must know that the indigenous people in primitive tribes rarely die naturally. The vast majority of people hunt wild beasts all their lives, and they are finally eaten by wild beasts!

The two rested for an hour, without the scorching sun, their mental and physical strength were restored.

After taking out the dried meat and fruit belly from the backpack, he started looking for the fire ant mercenary group's resident.

Johnson continued to grab the soil from the ground and put it under his nose to smell, and then judge the direction.

He also explained that this is judged by the natural fermented feces left by animals in the soil.

The smell of animal feces can tell what kind of animals are nearby, and the richness can be judged by the number.

Zhang Feng tried it too, but he felt the smell of soil and there was no difference.

From the wilderness to the jungle, there are more and more animal traces, and even the ears are full of insects and birds, and the roar of wild animals can be heard from time to time.

Traces of human activities can also be found in the untidy grass on the same ground, indicating that this is not a primitive jungle inaccessible.

It's just that these traces have been obviously destroyed by people, and they can't tell the direction.

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After two days of trekking in the jungle, Zhang Feng's clothes were scraped into holes by messy branches.

Simply Zhang Feng threw his clothes directly on the ground, wearing a tactical vest and following Johnson's back.

And these two days can be described as blowing hair and drinking blood.

Because they don't know when they will meet the fire ant mercenary group, the two have no life and can only eat all their prey raw.

Johnson is very used to not having any discomfort. Although Zhang Feng is not used to it, he has also undergone similar training and is able to withstand the fishy smell of raw meat and the soft texture.

Finally on the night of the second day, Johnson made sure: "Brother Feng, should we be looking for the place not far ahead?"

Johnson nodded and said: "This area has been a long time without beasts passing by, and no beasts have used urine to occupy the territory. There is still a faint smell of blood in the soil. If I judged it correctly, it should be not far ahead. local."

Zhang Feng's eyes were slightly narrowed, and all of his killing intent appeared at first sight.

"Go! Go ahead and explore. If the fire ant mercenary group's station is really here, then a light and dark sentry must be arranged. Let us be careful."

With that said, Zhang Feng removed the holographic infrared sight from the assault rifle, and used it as a single-tube night market infrared telescope. At the same time, the ears listened to all the sounds in the jungle, not letting go even the smallest.

Johnson's body is huge, Zhang Feng did not let him go ahead this time, but carefully explored the way ahead.

After traveling a hundred meters away, the secret whistle did not find it, but found a huge trap in the weeds.

Dry purple-black blood can be seen on the sharp serrations of the clamp.