What appeared under the helmet was a pair of giant golden eyes.
These eyes emitted two cold and sharp golden lights, which seemed to be more dazzling than the tactical spotlights on my mountaineering helmet.
Those lightning-like eyes looked at me, and I was horrified in my heart.
These eyes really made three souls fly in the sky and seven souls roll on the ground, but they were definitely not zombies turned into American pilots.
At this moment, time seemed to suddenly slow down, and the lights flickered in the darkness.
Although I did not see the eyes of the creature clearly, I could tell that it was a rare and huge raptor.
It held half of a green tree lizard in its hook-like mouth, and the other half was bloody at its feet.
Maybe it was flying in through the hole at the other end of the cabin, hiding inside to enjoy its meal, but was disturbed by me. .
That strange knocking signal was probably caused by it pecking at the tree lizard.
Before I could come back to my senses and take a closer look, the owner of those giant golden eyes rushed out of the cabin and rushed towards my face.
Although Shiry Yang was nearby and didn't see clearly what was going on, he suddenly saw a black object rushing out of the cabin and hurriedly pushed me hard.
I also reacted at this moment, and jumped back with the force of this push.
Unexpectedly, I didn't see my feet clearly, stepped on the air, and fell straight down from the tree.
I was hung on the waist of the tree by the previously preset safety rope.
A large brown cloth-like object, wrapped in two golden lights, passed over my head like a gust of wind.
The huge raptor flew into the air, spread its wings, and slid silently into the night.
When I saw the big bird fly away, my heart fell to the ground again.
I used a mountaineering pick to hang the vines on the old banyan tree and climbed back to the canopy.
Shiry Yang stretched out his hand and pulled me up, and said to me: "God bless you, luckily you didn't have any accidents.
Did you see clearly what kind of vicious bird it was?
It's so huge, and it's really rare."
I climbed back into the tree canopy to take a breath, and said to Shirey Yang: "I didn't see clearly, but the eyes looked like those of an eagle owl.
This kind of eagle owl is still active at night in this kind of forest, so this kind of eagle owl is very powerful, with its sharp beak and claws."
"Li, I've seen it in the Northeast.
It can take off a big piece of black blind man's skin with one claw.
It would be an honor if I were attacked by it."
Shiry Yang said: "It turns out they are those large owls.
They like to set up their nests on cliffs.
How come they came to this cabin?
Are you sure you are not injured?"
I said to Shiry Yang: "I was really uninjured.
I didn't even touch a hair.
There might be a big hole behind the cabin.
We didn't see it.
The eagle owl might have gone in there to catch the small tree lizards to eat.
Wild rats and rabbits. , hedgehogs, snakes, there’s nothing it won’t eat , it would take dozens of them to eat in one night.
Those knocking signals we heard were the sounds made by eagle owls pecking at tree lizards.
But you are so smart that you complicate a simple problem and say what Moss communication is.
Code, it gave us a lot of fright.”
Shiry Yang said to me: "It really sounded like a secret code signal at that time.
Even if it was my mistake, don't ignore me.
Wait until I come back to the cabin to see if there is anything else."
I know that with Shirey Yang's character, since she saw the wreckage of a US Air Force plane here, she must dig it out, bury the remains of the deceased pilots properly, and then read aloud from her Bible before she would give up.
Nothing could stop her.
I have a positive attitude towards this.
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After all, these old Americans came to help fight Japan during World War II.
Although strategically they certainly had their own interests in the United States, they were sacrificed in China anyway.
They should bury their remains and notify their government after they return.
This is a matter of course.
The fat man was listening to the mess above under the tree.
He couldn't help but raise his voice and asked loudly: "Have you found anything valuable?
Do you want me to come up and help?"
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves without waiting for my answer. , climbed up with a rifle on his back.
I asked the fat man with surprise on his face: "Aren't you fucking afraid of heights?
Why did you suddenly dare to climb a tree again?
Could it be that some of the tendons are wrong?"
The fat man said: "That's bullshit.
You can't tell the difference between high and low in the dark at night.
Besides, how can you do this business without me?
Then where is the plane?"
I said to the fat man: "You better be careful.
You are as clumsy as a bear.
It is no joke to be in such a high tree.
Secure it with a safety belt first.
Also, stay away from me.
You It's so heavy that it can break the branch.
I almost fell down just now."
After I told the fat man, I looked back and saw that Shirey Yang had already climbed above the hole in the cabin and was about to get down.
I hurried over to take her place, but found that the hole had limited space and only she could barely get in.
In order to get into the cabin, Shiry Yang took off all her carrying bags and extra things, including the diamond umbrella that was inseparable from her, and handed them to me.
Then she used a wolf-eye flashlight to carefully look into the depths of the cabin.
After confirming that there were no more animals, he held the gap with both hands and descended into the wreckage of the cabin.
Fatty and I were watching outside, and I asked her: "Are there any American bones in there?
If so, tie them with a rope and we can pull them up."
Only Shiry Yang replied from inside: "No, the nose of the plane was flattened.
There were no bodies in the cab, only two flight helmets.
Maybe they all parachuted out before the plane crashed."
I said to Shirey Yang: "If I don't have you, come up quickly.
I feel that these two old trees are shaking.
I'm afraid they can't bear the weight and may break at any time."
Shiry Yang did not answer immediately.
She was seen rummaging through a bunch of things in the cabin.
After a while, she said: "I think there are a few boxes here containing weapons and ammunition.
Let's see if there are any we can use."
I'm very lucky that a small part is still intact.
I didn't expect it to be more than 40 years ago."
Fatty and I were very excited when we heard that there were weapons inside.
We met so many ferocious beasts before entering the Worm Valley.
We just regretted that we didn't get sharper weapons before entering the mountains.
Air guns that shoot steel balls are really nothing in the woods.
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It is very useful.
Firearms that cannot form sustained firepower can kill people to death when used.
Although the American equipment in the cabin of the transport plane is all old-fashioned, it is still hundreds of times better than carrying a shotgun into the mountains.
I was about to ask what kind of guns they had, but suddenly I felt something was wrong behind me.
From top to bottom in this forest, I had never felt any wind, but at this time, there was a hint of dark wind passing by.
Although the wind was silent, after all, I was still noticed.
Out of instinct, I immediately pressed the spring on the handle of the Vajra Umbrella and stretched the Vajra Umbrella backward to cover the space behind me.
This diamond umbrella is an antique from hundreds of years ago.
It is made of hundreds of refined steel mixed with rare metals.
Even if it is cut with an electric saw, it will only have a slight white mark.
In the hands of the golden captains of the past, it has been unable to withstand it.
There are many hidden weapons in ancient tombs.
It can be said that this is the most practical thing passed down by the captains who touched the gold.
I just heard a few chirping sounds, like a few steel knives scratching the umbrella.
The fat man opposite pointed at my back and shouted: "Fuck, such a big night owl" raised his air gun and was about to aim and shoot. .
Only then did I realize that the eagle owl's claws had caught the Vajra Umbrella just now, and it had come back to attack again.
I didn't expect this beast to be so vengeful.
If I hadn't reacted quickly and had a diamond umbrella to protect me, I would have been scratched by it, and my skin and flesh would have been torn.
Fatty's gunfire rang out at the same time.
Although the Eagle Owl was big, its movements in the air were as erratic as a ghost.
In addition, it was dark, so Fatty's shot actually missed it.
The fat man rarely missed his shot, so he couldn't help but get anxious.
He scratched his body with his hands and yelled, "Oh no, I forgot to bring the steel balls.
I didn't bring the Sixty-Four Style with me either, so I had to turn the "Sword Power" upside down and use it as a fire stick.
He raised it up to prevent the eagle owl that had temporarily flown into the night from attacking again.
The two of us could only shine randomly with the tactical spotlights on our mountaineering helmets.
Dark clouds cover the moon, and our two beams of light sweep around.
However, the eagle owl can fly freely in the dark jungle and may appear from any angle.
At this time, I saw two golden lights suddenly appearing behind the fat man, and a pair of huge golden eyes opened.
I hurriedly shouted to the fat man: "Get down quickly, it is behind you."
The fat man jumped forward in panic, but forgot that he was in a tree.
He screamed and fell from the old banyan tree.
Thanks to the fact that I had him hang up the safety rope before, he didn't fall onto the rocks under the tree.
He was hanging in the air just like I was just now.
However, given his weight, it was hard to say how long the tree trunk and rope could hold him.
The fat man was so frightened that he kicked his feet wildly.
The more he moved, the more the tree shook.
Leaves and some plants with shallow roots fell to the ground one after another.
The whole old banyan tree made a sound and might break at any time. .
Before I could think of a way to pull the fat man up, my vision suddenly went dark, the light on the helmet was blocked by something, and the ghostly eagle owl swooped down from above my head like a ghost.
This time I had no time to open the diamond umbrella to block it, nor could I free my hand to shoot, so I had to use the combined diamond umbrella to block the sharp claws of the Eagle Owl coming down from mid-air.
Unexpectedly, the eagle owl was so fierce and vicious that it actually grabbed the diamond umbrella in my hand with its claws and tried to snatch it away.
It was so powerful that I couldn't hold it with one hand, and I was about to be pulled up from the tree by the eagle owl.
Just as the situation was stalemate, suddenly there was a burst of submachine gun shooting, and a string of bullet tracers appeared in the darkness.
The eagle owl was beaten into a ball of rags by the bullet, fell directly from the air to the tree, and never moved again.
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The vicious hunters roaming the forest in the dark night have now become the prey of others.
It turned out that Shiry Yang emerged from the wreckage of the cabin with a gun and shot the eagle owl.
I couldn't see what kind of weapon she was holding in the darkness.
The fat man and I couldn't help but exclaimed in unison: "What a powerful firepower, what kind of gun is this?"
Shiry Yang patted the submachine gun in his hand and replied: "It's a Thompson submachine gun.
The American Mafia prefers to call it the Chicago typewriter.
This gun is just too heavy."
Since this transport plane is transporting arms to the troops, the materials inside are strictly sealed.
In addition, this kind of gun is afraid of water, so it is wrapped in a plastic bag together with the bullet bag.
There is still lubricating oil on the new gun.
After the plane crashed, a very small part of it survived in such a harsh environment.
I didn't care about looking at the American equipment at this time, and quickly asked Shirey Yang to help lower the fat man hanging on the waist of the tree from the tree.
After all this tossing, a whole night has passed, and it will be dawn in a while, but the darkness before dawn is the darkest, which is very appropriate here.
The forest at this time is so dark that you can't see your fingers.
In this boundless darkness, a series of clear ticking sounds suddenly came from the old banyan tree where we were.
Shiry Yang and I were unprepared.
The flat-haired beast that made trouble just now has been dealt with.
Why did this suddenly happen?
The signal sounded again No, this is the sound we first heard under the tree.
Now when we compare it, it is obviously different from the sound made by the eagle owl pecking at food.
It's just that we didn't notice it just now and mistakenly thought it was the same sound.
I not only cursed: "It's his grandma's, but what's causing this?
This voice is really evil."
Shiry Yang asked me to calm down and listen carefully.
While listening, I coded in my heart.
A shadow of fear was inadvertently revealed in his expression: "You heard it clearly this time, over and over again.
There was only a repeated Morse code signal, but The content of the signal has changed this time.”
I listened for a long time, but this time it was no longer three short and three long.
It was a bit more complicated than the previous signal, but I could tell it was repeated.
I don't understand Morse code.
Seeing Shiry Yang being so solemn at this time, I knew that this situation was not trivial.
I didn't know what the content of this signal was that made her so panicked.
SHIREY Yang Ning slowly repeated the direction of the sound: ""