Chapter 893:

Moreover, despite their efforts to find a way out, the only possible way led them deeper into the center of the undeveloped quagmire. Finally, Akiko Asaki stopped and decided to retreat. In order to find an island where they can at least watch the coast, it is indeed very attractive.
"We must have water." Tao's voice was hoarse, making a hoarse voice, emitting a cloud of green soil, covered with weeds.
"This reason is rising." Chaomu threw a needle at the surface where he was squatting. "I think maybe there will be a clean land soon."
Jericho walked along the sapling, now bending under his weight. Through visual lenses, he studied the way forward.
"You are right," he said to the chief ranger. "About half a mile on the left shows the green on the right. And," he glanced at the westerly wind, "we have about an hour of light to shine on it. I don't want to try such a run after dark."
The green promise inspired their exhausted spirit and made a final effort for them. They once again faced a series of 58 small island leaps, and now they carried brushes leaped from the larger grass to provide help when needed.
When Dane climbed to the last pull, he staggered and knelt down again, knowing he was done. He didn't even cry so nicely, and was echoed after a while. It wasn't until the latter leaned on his hand and a canteen was on him that he attracted a little attention.
"Drink!" Hartkan urged. "We found a water tree. It's very fresh."
The liquid may be fresh, but it also has a peculiar smell, which is not noticed until the swallow swallows. At that moment, he didn't care about anything, but he did have some drinkable things in his hands.
Here, the growth and development of the swamp is slow and unnatural, and is replaced by more normal vegetation in the lowlands covered by jungle. Li Huai wanted to know if they crossed the swamp, or just stayed in the smelly swamp as a big island?
He drank again, regained enough strength, and climbed to where his shipmate was. Apart from the fact that he can drink as much as he wants, there is still a period of time when he has no interest in him. Then he stood up while looking trembling and turned his head to the east. He also sat up, as if awakened by the queen's alarm buzzer.
People left, maybe back to the water tree. But all three astronauts heard the sound, which was far from the beating rhythm of the vibration. Looking towards.
"drum?"
"Maybe." The military doctor screwed his hat back to his cafeteria. "I want to say that we have a company, only I want to know which one!"
They may have misunderstood the drum, but they may all have misunderstood the bolt, and the bolt is cut into thin slices everywhere through the trunk like a knife. 59 Chop wet clay. Shockwave-a special type of shockwave!
"Patrol question!" Tao Niu lay flat, clinging to the ground tightly, as if he wished he could penetrate the ground.
Twisting towards the bushes in response to the whispered call, the others made progress in the worm's wake. Under cover, they found the chief ranger to prepare his needle.
"Poachers camp here," he said vaguely. "And they know us."
Tauen said nonchalantly: "The perfect day is over." "We may have guessed that this kind of thing is waiting." He tried to wipe off some of the dry clay on his chin. "But do poachers use drums?"
The chief ranger frowned. "That's what I want to find out."
60
Seven
As they waited to return, the darkness gradually disappeared. The bomber made no further attacks; maybe he just wanted to fix them in place. Through the swamp, the phosphorescent weird spots move among the ghostly small clouds, the insect's bright spots and their own built-in lighting system flash in the form of flashes or sail safely in the regular flight plan. At night, the spectacle of this place is far from the sordid reality of the day. They chewed their rations, drank less water, and tried to stay alert to prevent any sight or sound.
This monotonous sound may or may not be the sound of drums. It continues to serve as the basic hum of night noise, and is often overwhelmed by the splashing, muttering or crying of some swamp creatures. When someone wriggled in the brush, he stiffened beside him, moved the blaster, and shivered slightly.
Chao Chao gasped and said: "It is illegal for hypocritical people. The singing of their hunting-tomorrow they will kill."
Chao Mu put his chin on his broad forearm. "only?"
"They didn't show the lord's badge. But everyone I saw wore bracelets with three, five or ten tails. They were indeed trackers and the best hunters!"
"Do they have a cabin?"
"No. There are no residents in the inner courtyard here." Out of habit, he used polite language to women of his race. "I would say they were just staying in the hunting area. On one's boots, I saw salt skin."
"Salt crusts!" Chao Mu gave a half and got up. "So this is the type of lure they use. There must be a salt water bait nearby to attract the game-"
"How many people have passed away?" broke in.
"Three are hunters and one is a different person."
"What's the difference?" questioned Chaomu.
"He is wearing weird body clothes; on his head, there is a circular covering, just like what we see on the illusory people on the boat-"
"astronaut!"
Asagi laughed. "Why not? They must have some way of transporting hides."
"You can't tell me," Jericho replied, "Anyone can put this ship in this mud. It will only be buried forever."
"But, Captain, what type of spaceport do free traders need? In a world where there are no waiting cradles, no fitter shops, no conveniences such as the convenience of keeping the mark on the top, do you want to build your own spaceship?"
"Of course you can. But it does need a fairly smooth area, wide enough so that the tail flame does not cause a forest fire. You should never ride your tail down!"
Asaki said: "This proves that the path from here is pretty good, and there is some kind of available landing space, not far away." "That can definitely serve us."
Tao pointed out: "But they know we are here."
It's turn to laugh. "People from the stars, there is no such secret trail that the rangers in the reserve can't recognize it, nor any hunters-no matter it is a veteran with two or five bracelets-anyone can fix themselves on a firm stand. Among the forest service personnel.!"
At that time, Dane lost interest in the argument. He was on the edge of their row, closest to the swamp, and he had been watching ghostly light spots flying above the water grass. In the past moment, that faint light gradually gathered into more and more anthropomorphic stains, hanging on the mud a few yards away. The foggy outline now assumes a more specific shape. He looked, unable to believe what he saw. Initially, the undefined general outline reminded him of rock apes. But there are no sharp ears on the round skull, and the nose on his face is not inclined to his side.
More and more swamp luminous patches are attracted to the luminous object. Now it is balanced there, as if walking on the sinister surface of a swamp, it is no longer an animal. This is the appearance of a man, or a person, a thin and thin man, he once met on the terrace of the mountain fort.
The thing is almost intact, its head tilted in a listening gesture.
"Lumbrillo!" Li Huai confirmed this, but still knew that the Witch Doctor could not stand there and listen for them. But to shake him further, he turned his head and cried. Only without eyes, there are no features on the white face that should be a face. To some extent, this made the monsters more threatening and persuaded Dany to look at them with a sane perspective.
"Demon!" That was; in the sudden tremor, Chaomu's request was deprived of all the trust he had just a moment ago,
"Stand there, medic? Tell us!"
"Sir, a whip made us hide, sir. As I know, if they watched them, they watched us in turn. And, I think, this answers another question. When Katka is in trouble , Lumbrillo is close to the root cause.
"Nimani!" The captain's voice was a whip. "Will you forget again that you are a man, crying for protection from light? As the military doctor in this different world said, fashions like Lumbrillo have led us into the hands of the enemy!"
The shadow object in the swamp moved, stretched his feet onto a surface that would not bear the weight of the human body, and then deliberately took a step, 63 to the hidden place where the fugitive was.
"Can you get rid of it?" Jericho asked in his usual crisp voice. He may have been asking the queen some questions after boarding the plane.
"I would rather go to the source." There was a serious note in the military doctor's reply. "For this, I want to see their camp."
"Good enough!" Chao Mu crawled back to the brush.
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