Verse 1202 - There is a Bao Qingtian

Even the so-called archaeological team scholars have taken up arms, and they are sophisticated American firearms equipped with holographic diffraction sights, and it is clear that they have no intention of continuing to hide them, and they have completely exposed their fangs.

Thinking about it not long ago, the other party was still playing tricks, but I didn't expect to break the gong so quickly.

It's kind of funny.

However, it is clear that one's own security is more important than the mission, which is very much in line with the people-oriented thinking of the United States.

In response to the Americans' warnings, the Chinese reacted somewhat carelessly.

There are only two kinds of beasts: those that can be eaten and those that cannot be eaten.

As for the rest, what else?

Can't think of it!

For Luan Zheng Wei and others, no matter how ferocious the beast is, it is often no match for the threat of man.

The hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes are sinister, and who can know what danger is hidden around them.

Instead of being wary of wild beasts, we should be more careful about how the Americans of unknown origin are loaded with ammunition, and even the blind can see that something is wrong.

After shouting, the white man was a little anxious when he saw that the Chinese man did not react, but he still shrank back and put on a vigilant appearance with the other companions as if he were facing a great enemy.

"These people are also well-fed, so they are nervous!"

Li Bai yawned lazily, stretched his waist, and returned to the tent with his big sword.

It's not dawn yet, hurry up and make up for it, and after dawn, there is still a lot of work to prepare.

As for the beast that is not a beast, he is not worried at all.

There are so many tribal leaders on the mountain, and there are still 100 AK-47s plus heavy machine guns and rockets, such a firepower configuration is nearby, and there is a lot of ammunition, not to mention that there are countless cold weapons such as machetes, spears, and bows and arrows, all of which are not decorations, where can only be resisted by wild beasts.

Just a few 7.62 mm caliber bullets passed, not to mention a rhinoceros, even an elephant, it would have to fall on the spot.

With such an armed lineup, the Durunu people who attacked the Papagana tribe at night may also have to weigh it.

So it's hard to imagine what kind of beast can break through the obstacles and run to the top of the mountain to spread wild.

What's more, Luan Zhengwei still has infrared thermal imaging reconnaissance equipment in their hands, and the thick night can't cause any obstacles at all.

Not only Li Bai, but others also relaxed one after another.

A few beasts really don't pose any threat, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame those dirt blacks for being paralyzed and careless, and they were actually close to the beasts.

All but two more people remained on guard, and the others returned to their tents.

It is in stark contrast to the archaeological team camp on the side, which is like a great enemy.

In the early hours of the second half of the night, after a while of commotion up and down the mountain, calm was restored again, and only the indigenous blacks who had lost their loved ones were still crying in grief.

In the past, people were dragged away and eaten by wild beasts every year, more than one or two, often limited to children who were separated from the supervision of adults, but this time the beasts were so bold that even adults were not spared, and some even armed with machetes and spears could not stop the attack of the ferocious beasts.

Although the shot was fired in time, whether it hit the beast or not, I'm afraid only God knows.

The sky is gradually brightening, the mountains are full of green smoke, and the women are gathering for breakfast.

Bite!

In the tent of the Chinese people, the prompt sound of the rice cooker reservation for the scheduled completion of the rice cooker was remembered.

Not only did I cook two large pots of white porridge, but I also steamed the buns and flower rolls together.

When camping in the wilderness, power supply is particularly important.

Li Bai brought four large-capacity portable portable power banks, half of which are used to automatically make breakfast at regular intervals, and the other half are used for lighting and charging digital and communication equipment in the tent, which is enough to maintain daily consumption for two or three days.

With the exception of those who kept vigil, most of them had slept well and woke up refreshed.

In contrast, most of the American neighbors next door do have dark circles under their eyes, languishing, and rely on coffee to keep their spirits up.

Holding a pot of fragrant white porridge, Li Bai, who was eating meat buns, said hello to the archaeological team members who were in a trance not far away.

"Good morning, gentlemen, well, and ladies!"

The seven members of the American archaeological team, including the guides, had five men and two women.

The blonde woman Alyssa stared at Li Bai with a resentful expression.

In such a humble environment, there are still steamed buns!!

Last night was hot pot, and this morning it was white porridge and steamed buns, how frustrated are these Chinese people Nima?

Wherever you go, you still have a cook with you!

This can make Americans envious and jealous.

There is no damage without contrast, and this damage is tantamount to a critical hit.

"Humph!"

The blonde woman turned her head arrogantly and ignored it.

has hit a wall here with Li Bai twice in a row, so it's no wonder that he still has a good attitude.

What's wrong with this man!

Li Bai frowned.

You hum me too!

He also turned around, and the smell of the big meat buns wafted in the wind, and the smell was ...... A group of Americans collectively is not good.

After breakfast, the whole hill is getting more and more lively.

The "flower branches" decorated with a one-meter-high earthen platform that the indigenous tribes have spent a lot of effort to build, surrounded by tall wooden poles, hanging strings of colorful flags from each other, and brightly colored ribbons swaying in the wind.

Special spices burned in the staggered iron basins, and the air was filled with a strange fragrance, and even the mosquitoes and flies flying around were gone, probably all smoked away.

The messy drums began to ping-pong.

Each tribe has its own drummer, clapping with their hands or with a drum hammer, and they compete with each other to beat the earth loudly.

"Oops, we don't have drums!"

When the drum sounded, Li Feng, the head of the medical team, was a little annoyed, they were not fully prepared, and they didn't bring the drum.

So much so that those local blacks knocked happily, and there was no movement at all on the side of the Huaxia people.

"On the speaker, what kind of drum music is not?"

Li Bai had a bad idea.

He didn't believe that a 500W sound system couldn't compare to those African drums.

"Is that okay?"

Li Feng looked skeptical.

Others are knocking hard.,What's the matter with the lazy speaker here?

"This is called Chinese characteristics!"

Li Bai's subtext is pragmatism, and the 5,000-year-old traditional culture is a history of pragmatism.

Half of the treatise on ruling the world, I know how practical this is, and I will never spend more effort if I can be lazy.

As soon as Li Feng wanted to teach Li Bai a bad attitude, he heard Luan Zhengwei say: "Otherwise, this barren mountain and wild mountains, where to buy drums, the conditions are not allowed, just get it, anyway, we are going through the motions." ”

Hearing Zheng Wei's words, Li Feng glared at Li Bai, and had no choice but to give the leader a face: "Okay!

He's really ready to take it seriously and do a good job.

However, in Luan Zhengwei's view, such an event does not need to be good or perfect in engraving, but more importantly, it is about participation.

In case people pull you to help support the field every time in the future, go or not?

From morning to night, the big and small tribes have no leisure all day, are they bothered?

Soldier Xiao Chen took out the four huge speakers stored in the tent, connected the power amplifier and audio console, and then connected the portable outdoor mobile power supply, and turned on the scene directly.

"Wow,...... There is one in Kaifeng, Bao Qingtian ......"

Burst!~~~~

Li Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at Li Bai in disbelief, this is the drum song you picked.

Is this going to do something?

Li Bai said with a smile: "Uh!

Bao Qingtian is also called Bao Heizi, with a big black face, singing his songs in Africa, but he is not following the local customs, there is nothing wrong with it at all!

I have to say that Xiao Chen, who is a guest sound engineer, has a complete music library in his notebook, and he can find out even such old songs.

The audio system with a total power of 500W broke out in full force, and the rhythm was instantly high, and the strong style of killing Matt at the junction of urban and rural areas in China emerged spontaneously.

Black people have a strong sense of rhythm by nature, even in Africa.

With such a wave of rock and roll, the drummers of nearby tribes were involuntarily led astray.

...... There is a Bao Qingtian in Africa......

The single loops endlessly, and the demons dance wildly on the mountain, and it's just impossible to see.

"Are these Chinese people, those indigenous people, all crazy?"

Hearing the music and lyrics from the mountain, the blonde woman of the archaeological team, Elisa, looked at the mountain in disbelief.

"I found it, come here, it's a paw print!"

Then I heard someone shouting in the woods.

The members of the archaeological team did not stay at the top of the mountain, but all came to the foot of the mountain, to be precise, it should be the place where wild beasts ate people last night.

There were still clearly visible bullet holes left in some nearby trees, and the 7.62mm bullet of the AK-47 rifle had penetrated the trees that were hugged by one person, leaving very obvious penetrating marks on both sides, and the bark of the trees was bursting out, revealing a white wooden layer, and the back shot was more like a pit, and there were a lot of wood chips and bark scattered nearby.

At a distance of 50 meters, the power of the AK is considerable.

Relying on trees to resist bullets like in film and television dramas, in reality, it is purely overthinking, because bullets will easily penetrate trees.

This is where the gunshots rang out last night.

But now it seems that nothing has been hit, and a dozen bullets have been wasted.

Alyssa rushed over when she heard the news.

Professor Reims had arrived at the scene, measuring with a tape measure, with a flash on the side, and someone using a camera to shoot from multiple angles.

On the ground, there was a huge paw print, the longest width of which was 20 inches.

"What the hell is this?"

Alyssa gasped deeply.

She had never seen such a huge paw print, almost comparable to an elephant's footprint.

Professor Lance gestured to the tape measure in his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's what we've been looking for, and we've finally met it." ”

His true identity is not that of an archaeologist, but of paleontology.

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