In this archaeological team composed of Americans, there is not even a single real archaeological team, but half of the paleontological and modern biological researchers.

Coming to Africa in the name of archaeology is actually a very purposeful investigation and research of special organisms.

Who would have thought that stepping on iron shoes would have nowhere to be found, and it would take no effort to get them.

The assembly of more than a dozen tribes finally attracted the peeps of those mysterious creatures.

After turning around for more than a month without any results, several large paw prints with a diameter of nearly 20 inches are clearly embedded in the ground, allowing the so-called archaeological team to find evidence of real hammers.

Extrapolating the body shape from footprints, even if you are not a biology expert, you can know that such a creature does not exist in your common sense.

Or should it be called...... Monster!

"Professor, the rumors are true!"

Alyssa looked at Professor Lance, though her job was to lead the team safely across the continent.

"It's very likely, but it's impossible to say for sure until you actually see it. ”

Professor Lance said as he began to take a sample of footprints.

After pouring white plaster, after solidifying, the footprints embedded in the ground can be completely cut out, without worrying about natural erosion or other damage to the site, and finally disappear, and there is no residual evidence.

"We should be more careful, it's better to get two more dogs!"

Alyssa looked around vigilantly, she always felt that the vigilance power was far from enough, especially in the face of such a monster in the dark, the human strength would always be more than enough, and often needed the help of animal friends.

There have been more than a dozen rumors of man-eating monsters on the continent, and at least a thousand people have disappeared or may have been preyed on.

This death toll is at best a strange or rumor that is not worth mentioning on the African continent, which kills people every day.

War, disease, hunger and all kinds of accidents cause thousands of people to die every day, and the more than 1,000 people who are eaten by monsters are simply insignificant, and there are even more absurd rumors.

But the man-eating monsters that infested Africa aroused the interest of Americans.

Occasionally, some "good things" will appear in this chaotic place, such as the Marburg virus and the Ebola virus, which are all natural biological and chemical weapons, and the United States has not collected and secretly collected them in the past, and I don't know what to do in the shadows.

For example, infiltration and robbery under the guise of overt robbery are just commonplace for Americans.

The white man who had warned the Huaxia people to be careful before said: "I'm afraid it's too late now, there are no dogs here at all." ”

When the archaeological team first came to Africa, they brought two well-trained dogs, one was Doberman and the other was black-backed, who were good at vigilant search and deterrence attacks, but they didn't expect that they couldn't stand the climate, water and soil here, and they didn't even survive for a week, and they died of illness one after another.

Unless they are wealthy people who are more Westernized, native Africans rarely have dogs, and even if they do, they will quickly eat them.

In the eyes of these earthy people, the so-called friends of mankind are pieces of delicious meat that can be roasted, boiled, or eaten raw.

Even monkeys, orangutans, and even fellow humans are not spared, and these guys can be expected to spare dogs?

Do those so-called animal protectionists, who clamo all day long that they are not allowed to eat this, not to eat that, and who are not even allowed to eat rice, wheat, potatoes, and corn, dare to go to the African continent to stop the black uncles from eating indiscriminately?!

Not a single one, in fact!

There will be no past, not now, and not in the future.

If they go, there will only be one result, turning into meat in the pot of the Tuhei, the world's largest cannibal group is in Africa, and cannibalism happens from time to time.

As long as they can fill their stomachs, the black uncles will not let go of anything.

"Think about it again! The Chinese people may have dogs there, you can ask them if they sell them, if you can buy military dogs, it would be great. ”

Alyssa was frustrated by the black indigenous people's eating habits of everything, but she quickly thought of the Chinese peacekeepers, most likely with their military dogs, and must have adapted to being in Mogadishu for so long.

"Well, you can ask the Huaxia people, we will give more money!"

Professor Lance was also more in favor of Elisa's proposal.

If you can get a military dog, you can not only smell the residual scent of these paw prints and track it all the way, even if you can't find the target, you can also rely on the dog's sensitive perception to add an extra early warning guarantee to everyone.

lest what happened to the blacks happen to them.

What was found at the scene was not only huge paw print footprints, but also terrible scratches capable of tearing apart large trees.

In everyone's mind, neither a lion, nor a tiger, nor a brown bear can cause such a terrifying attack effect.

Maybe only prehistoric creatures like carnivorous dinosaurs could do it?!

Many blades of grass were littered with dried dark red blood, as well as mutilated human tissues, attracting a large number of flies and other blood-loving flying insects.

It is very likely that last night's missing person has already met with an accident.

Every time there is a new discovery, it will cause a burst of exclamations, and the mysterious and unknown monster makes people feel cold.

The archaeological team members in charge of guarding the site involuntarily clenched their guns, a little worried about whether their weapons could pose a threat to that kind of monster.

When the archaeological team extracted various traces and clues at the scene of the incident last night as important evidence, the rain prayer ceremony on the mountain had officially begun.

As for whether the Americans were there or not, the Tokuhei didn't care at all.

Anyway, the money has already been given, it doesn't matter if you come or not, it's better not to come.

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The sorcerers who participated in the rain prayer came to the field one after another, and the earthen platform was so big that if they came together, I am afraid that it would immediately become a real group of demons dancing.

More than a dozen pots of burning charcoal were poured onto the earthen platform, sparks splashed out, and the wizard from a small tribe took the lead in the field, stepping on the ground with a very high frequency under his feet, even the red charcoal was stepping away, never staying for a moment, and the upper body seemed to be separated from the lower body, very stable.

"It's a fire dance!"

In Li Feng's eyes, he didn't seem to be a wizard, but a very skilled dancer.

Fire Dancing is not only very famous in Africa, but also has a high reputation all over the world.

"I give it a 9!"

Li Bai is completely regarded as a variety show, it can rain if you jump like this, and the aunts who dance square dances all day long can't rain every day? !

Of course, the visuals are not bad, but they are a little noisy, and the drumming on my side and those tribes has never stopped.

Hey! The small drama team that killed Matt in the countryside, just take a look, don't expect to be able to make a CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

"Applause, applause! good!~"

Luan Zhengwei involuntarily raised his head, and the others reflexively clapped their hands together.

Such a reaction is too Chinese characteristics.

The surrounding indigenous black people saw the movement of the Chinese people and followed the imitation with curiosity.

In the past, they were all pious, and everyone quietly watched the wizard preside over the ceremony.

But now...... There was a lot of applause for a while, coupled with the rock drum beat of "There is a Bao Qingtian in Africa", and it was so lively inside and outside the venue.

The wizard who was dancing on the field with the African Fire Dancer heard the movement around him, and danced more energetically, and was shouting and screaming, not knowing whether he was excited or chanting a mantra to pray for rain.

This rhythm is all crooked all of a sudden, full of variety show visual sense.

The wizard dancing on the earthen platform seemed to have endless energy, and after jumping for more than half an hour, the blazing charcoal fire gradually cooled and turned into light-colored ashes, and was trampled into the surface of the earthen platform by the bare feet of high-frequency madness, a black one, a gray one, and a yellow one, like a large piece of camouflage cloth spread on the earthen platform.

In the end, the physical strength was exhausted, the panting finally stopped, the cheers all over the mountain shook the sky, and the spiritual entertainment activities of the indigenous people were also scarce, even if they were full of food and hanging, it was boring, right?!

The shamans of each tribe are basically multi-skilled, and they have to act as Yuan Fang, teacher, doctor, diviner, fortune teller, craftsman, painter, clerk, judge, entertainment star, veterinarian, host, ritual, diplomat, psychologist, and property keeper...... and so on, and sometimes I have to pick up an AK and fight the enemy with the tribesmen.

This kind of work is really not something that ordinary people can do, not only must they have strong learning ability, they must have a good memory, and their IQ must also be online.

It can be said that shamans represent the wisdom and soul of indigenous tribes, and it is quite difficult to pass them on.

If it weren't for the fact that the duty was so important and irreplaceable, the Papagana tribe would not have fought with the murderer Dunuru at all costs after losing its great wizard, and pulled in more than a dozen tribes, large and small, and the two sides fought bloody, corpses all over the field, and the lives were devastated.

The exhausted wizard was helped down the platform by the people of the Lotterium tribe, and only then did he still drift as if he were on the ground, and only the legs of the afterimage could be seen, but at this moment they were as soft as noodles, and he no longer had the strength to move half a step.

Such a crazy dance is extremely exhausting, and it is not easy to persist until now, and this wizard has done everything he can to achieve this.

But the sky was still scattered with some sparse clouds, and the sun was blazing, and the sun was as hot as a fire, and there was no sign of rain.

As for the weather forecast in Somalia, it is almost every day that it is shouting that it will rain, and the rainy season is coming, but not a drop of rain has fallen from the sky from the beginning to the end, so it is not reliable at all.

Many people looked up at the sky and waited for a long time, but still did not see the meaning of the clouds trying to gather together to form rain clouds, which were far away from each other, and some were even drifting away, ignoring the movement on the ground.

Obviously, the shamans of the Lotstrem tribe have failed to pray for rain!

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