The three of them were sitting in the hut talking nonsense.
The fat man held the engineer shovel high and said proudly: "When we find the Inca monk temple, we will divide the gold in it and transport it out with tractors.
All this is labor."
The fruits of victory created by the people cannot be left in vain to be buried with those evil rulers.
When the time comes, the Peruvian people will have a share, the Chinese people will have a share, and you, the American citizens, will not be short of this small amount of money."
The little bastard disagreed.
He said, "Why don't Americans lack money to spend?
I am both Chinese and have an American passport.
Why do I think I should get double copies."
The fat man said: "You kid, your brain has been burned out by decadent capitalism.
Let me tell you, this is how the accounts are calculated."
The fat man was at a loss for words.
When he saw me coming in, he quickly called me for support, "Hey, Lao Hu, come and tell this little brat something.
Marxist economics, he now naively believes that he has the right to seize the fruits of victory from the hands of the Inca people.
Who is this little red-skinned man, aren’t you?
The big Kung Fu doll has fallen to the ground, and it’s fast enough. , to catch up with the Great Leap Forward.”
I said: "Stop talking nonsense.
This is the son of the indigenous guide.
His name is Cadilon.
He has some important information to tell us.
Fatty, please move your butt away quickly and block the door. ” In public-owned communities, it is taboo to have too close contact with foreigners.
This kind of behavior can easily arouse suspicion among fellow tribesmen, and sometimes even lead to bloodshed.
As soon as little Cadilon entered our hut, he hurriedly closed the door curtain for fear of being seen by the natives outside.
In order to reduce his worries, I did not rush to ask him about the specific situation.
Instead, I opened my backpack and gave him some chocolates that I brought with me.
Little Cadilon squatted on the ground, scanned us one by one with his big brown eyes, and finally took out a small sign from his waist and handed it over.
I took it and looked at it.
It was a military badge often worn by American soldiers.
It had the name and serial number written in English, but the handwriting was scrawled and carved like ghost drawings.
Qin Si took it and took a look at it and said, "Tom, it's a very common name.
The code name is Python, but there is no specific number or designation on it."
Bald Lao chatted with little Cadilon for a while, but his dialect was not good enough.
The two of them competed with each other while talking, and after a long time, they finally understood each other's meaning.
Tu Lao translated for us while holding the military tag: "He picked up this tag from the reporter's camp.
At that time, his father, Hunter Yadong, was chatting with an Asian woman, and the conversation involved the Devil's Bridge deep in the jungle. .
She promised to equip the village with water purifiers and provide free medical assistance to the villagers on a regular basis.
The order prohibited everyone from going to the other side of the Devil's Bridge, but the conditions she offered were too tempting, especially the medical assistance.
For a semi-primitive tribe with an average life expectancy of less than forty years and who might die from a cold at any time, It was a blessing from heaven, so Yadong immediately expressed his willingness to be their guide, but he was only responsible for taking them to the devil.
On the other side of the bridge, they ignored everything else.
The two parties reached an agreement, and Yadong also helped them deceive the chief, saying that the reporter was going to the edge of the rainforest to take some photography materials.
Before leaving, Yadong repeatedly told his son not to tell the villagers about this.
Anyone.
It only takes two days at most from the village to Devil's Bridge, but it takes five days to walk to Yadong, and there is no news.
None.
He was worried that something might happen to his father, so he asked Chief Kamaya to perform a divination for him.
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The divination was very ominous.
He clamored to find his father, but he later heard that the direction we were going was ruthlessly rejected.
Near the Devil's Bridge, he simply decided to act as our guide and go to the depths of the Rainforest God to find his long-lost father."
We suddenly became suspicious of the identity of the group of reporters.
Qin Si looked at the military cards in his hand and said: "Our trip may not only cause trouble along the way.
This group of Americans has a mysterious whereabouts and clear purpose.
I'm afraid they have a lot of background. " "No matter who the other party is, we must be careful.
As soon as the equipment arrives tomorrow, we will set off immediately."
I thought about it, took out the map and said to Tu Lao, "This child is too young.
It is not safe to follow us, and it will affect Marching speed, you ask him to mark the road conditions and conspicuous geological features as much as possible, and tell him that we will bring his father back safely."
Unexpectedly, little Cadilon is very stubborn.
He said that even if we didn't take him, he would secretly run to find his father.
He also proudly took out a small dagger and danced it in the air, trying to tell us that he was a brave little warrior.
I tried to persuade him, but he refused to let it go.
The little bastard made a "cut" sound, picked up Cadilon with one hand, spanked him hard several times, and then said to Bald Lao: "Liu Meng, tell him, if he dares to run away, we will tell the chief now."
That damn old man's affair with a foreign enemy will be dealt with according to our American laws.
Both father and son will be skinned and thrown into the river to feed the crocodiles."
When the child heard this, he was so frightened that he cried on the spot.
He knelt on the ground and kept begging the little bastard for mercy.
I asked you why you are such a bad person that you can even bully such a young child.
With a proud look on his face, he shook his arms and said with a sense of accomplishment: "Master, I refused to eat when I was a child.
My grandfather would scare me with these words every day.
Try it every time.
Do you see, excellent education has no borders?"
, The little bastard is not very honest now.
Liu Meng, tell him that we will definitely find his father and let him finish drawing the map and go home to wash up and sleep."
Under the threat of Wang Qingzheng, Kadilong cried and marked the map for us.
The fat man couldn't bear it and said, "Old Hu, are we suspected of abusing Indian children?
Why am I so uneasy?"
I said: "There is nothing we can do about it.
Evil people need to be punished by evil people.
This child is not bad in nature, but his personality is too impulsive and he refuses to listen to others.
Boys in the rebellious period like to engage in personal heroism.
We This is also for his own good.
Think about it, if he really rushes into the rainforest regardless of the consequences, how will we explain to the villagers in the future?
What a joke."
After drawing the map, little Cadilon was secretly sent out by Bald Lao.
We adults felt a little panicked when he made such a fuss.
I said to everyone: "It's too late to think about anything now.
Let's each draw a copy of the map and set a meeting point to facilitate finding each other if we get separated.
What we have to face on this trip is not only the challenges of nature, but also All kinds of uncertainties are brewing in the dark.”
Although I pretended to be sure of victory, I actually didn't know for sure, especially since there was no news about Shiry Yang at all.
My whole heart was on fire.
But the more I faced this situation, the more I had to resist.
The five people here, except me and the fat man, had no experience in surviving in the wild, let alone going deep into the harsh rainforest to find the treasures from centuries ago. temple.
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Before going to bed, I couldn't help but pray that the sun would rise soon so that we could enter the mysterious Amazon rainforest in front of us as soon as possible.
I was woken up from my sleep by the loud sound of machinery.
When I opened my eyes, it was already bright outside the hut.
I experienced too many things yesterday, and I was tired and tired.
I slept very soundly, and it was dawn without even dreaming.
Bald Lao pulled on his coat and shouted to us: "Hurry, our equipment has arrived."
I then remembered that the huge roar outside was none other than Wang Puyuan's helicopter airdropping supplies for us.
I randomly grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on my body, picked up my backpack and rushed out without saying a word.
The local indigenous people got up very early.
Many people covered their heads and gathered in the open space.
They looked up at the giant steel bird in the sky and showed fearful expressions.
I lit the flare while pressing my hair.
The yellow S51 was spinning in the sky, and Bald Lao and the others also walked out, evacuating the crowd everywhere.
The helicopter descended slowly, and the fat man and I walked up against the huge wind and unloaded the two boxes of supplies hanging from the bottom of the plane.
The driver gave us a thumbs up, then circled a few times before quickly disappearing from our sight
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