Ye Jian has all the equipment that should be used for night marching, not only night travel equipment, but also equipment for individual combat.

Personal protection, survival support, weapons and equipment, and night vision equipment can all be found on Ye Jian's body, even more complete than the equipment on the border anti-drug armed police he encountered at about four o'clock.

Ye Jian, who had fixed the night vision goggles, carried a domestic QBU ******** (infantry) gun with a caliber of 5.8 millimeters and an effective firing range of 1,000 meters on his back, and was expected to arrive at the shelter from the wind and rain tonight at 9 o'clock in the evening.

The "road" she is taking now is Xia Jinyuan's way to strengthen their survival in the wild, and the training she has experienced during this winter vacation is all the training that Xia Jinyuan has experienced, without a trace of change!

The place where he rested tonight was also the same place where he had rested, a side hole that I don't know when I had dug artificially, not wide, but enough to ensure her sleep tonight.

The four-hour walk was extremely difficult, and at about seven o'clock in the evening it began to rain heavily, but fortunately there was no thunder and lightning at this time, otherwise she would have to beware of being struck by lightning.

After walking for about an hour, she saw a strip of cloth hooked by thorns in the green world, and Ye Jian, who was like a slingshot, instantly swept behind a tree, and then slowly approached the bushes.

Taking off the rag strip and looking at it, Ye Jian narrowed his gaze slightly, the strip of cloth washed by the rain still had a faint smell of blood, and then looked at the situation in this area, the shrubs were trampled down in large areas, judging from the range of the trampling, there were no less than five people staying here.

Turning his gaze to an unknown tree again, Ye Jian saw the traces of the newly cut branches.

Look at the strip of cloth with a faint smell of blood, with sewn seams on both sides, not like torn from clothes, but like fabric torn from the corners of trousers.

Pick up a few more sharded twigs and a small pile of freshly cut bark chips,...... There was blood, cloth at the corners of the trousers, marks of freshly cut branches, and freshly cut bark shavings, and some people had to walk with their legs wounded.

The traces left behind have not been erased, either in a hurry, or there is no awareness of erasing the traces.

It can be ruled out that the border guards encountered before will not leave such obvious traces, and even if there is a break in the middle, they will be wiped out when leaving.

Injured, probably not, at least no one was injured when she saw that squad.

"Wouldn't it be, so lucky to run into some of the people they're hunting?" Ye Jian muttered softly, put the rag strip back in its original position, and made a slight change...... Tie a slipknot.

Then, he found some gravel from elsewhere and put out a hint that the armed police could understand, and after everything was done, Ye Jian erased the traces he left behind and marched again in a raincoat.

After about ten minutes, the sound of a dog barking came from the mountain, and after a while, a group of border anti-drug armed policemen who were also wearing camouflage raincoats appeared where Ye Jian stayed.

"Team Liu, here!" An armed policeman in charge of reconnaissance pointed to the strip of cloth tied to the bushes, and then to the gravel laid under the strip of cloth, "Slipknot, how many people,...... We've had people here before. ”

A man who was not burly, or even thin, walked over, his body was not good, but his whole body was thin and cold, and his finger bones were a little thick, and he took off the slipknot, and then looked at the gravel spread on a few wide leaves, and muttered for a few seconds: "It's not our people, someone found it, left a mark, and guided our mark." ”