In the security team's base, members of a team were checking their equipment.
In the courtyard outside the door, a bearded captain was holding a satellite phone and saying something with a forced smile on his face. Judging from his tone and attitude, he must be a leader within WAP. The team members would occasionally sneak a glance at him, all with a look of gloating on their faces.
After a few relatively loud assurances, someone hung up the phone and walked back cursing, his face between his thick eyebrows and beard full of indignation.
"Captain, has Interpol warned you of a bad behavior?" a team member joked with a smile.
“Fuck~” The bearded man rolled his eyes. It was unclear who he was scolding, but he did not explain. Instead, he urged the others, “Be quick and bring more tear gas. I think we’re going to have to fight today.”
"Fight? I think they are going to get beaten!" Someone complained unhappily. He didn't bring tear gas but was busy putting on protective gear.
Just southeast of Ngorongoro Volcano, where the jungle meets the outskirts of Karatu, there is a nearly 100-kilometer dividing line. To the north of the dividing line is the protected area jungle, and to the south is the vast farmland and villages.
Because it is adjacent to the protected area, animals often run into the farmland and destroy it. Local farmers have little awareness of protection. Besides, even those who have a sense of protection cannot tolerate such property infringement. Therefore, the farmland near the forest is often set with various animal traps and snares.
Later, someone thought, why do we have to defend at our doorstep? Wouldn't it be better to take the initiative? So the range of traps and snares became wider and wider, and even began to go deep into the jungle.
The first team set out this time to clear the animal traps in the south. Originally, this work was done by the forest rangers here, but because the demarcation line is too long, it is difficult for the forest rangers to do it alone, so the security team sometimes gets involved.
Every time these traps are removed, it is no less than fighting a war. In order to protect their own interests, farmers will always try every means to obstruct them, and sometimes they will even take action. After all, they are not facing poachers. Even if such a matter is reported to the police station, the police uncle will have a headache.
So some team members complained that they were going there to get beaten, which was quite accurate. Although the bearded guy was yelling fiercely, when a dozen black old ladies surrounded him and beat him, he still gave in. This was one of the few times that the perverts in the team missed home during the mission.
After the team members changed into protective gear and left the courtyard and disappeared into the forest, two figures quietly pushed aside the bushes and walked out from the woods on the west side near the river beach.
Wang Ping was furious when he saw the innocent hyena following him. He had asked it to follow Xiaohua's scent, but it carried him from north to south through the entire forest, and he didn't even see a leopard's hair.
Before noon, the bag of beef jerky they brought for food was finished. So the badger pinned the hyena down in the forest and beat it up again, then dragged it to this area, intending to "borrow" some food from a group.
At this moment, a hyena glanced quietly at a badger with eyes full of sadness and grievance.
God knows, the smell of the leopard is clearly along this route, and we didn't go wrong at all! How can you just beat a dog? Is that unreasonable? You ate the dried meat yourself, and I've been hungry for a whole day, what did I say
Wang Ping didn't care what kind of psychological activities the hyena would have. He had no psychological burden at all to bully this guy who was not on the red protection list. It didn't matter who was right or wrong. What mattered was that the thoughts should be clear.
After bypassing the cement house on the south side and prying the lock of the tightly closed iron door on the north side, the badger led the hyena with a lot on his mind into the house. In a corner of the outer hall, the team members' backpacks were piled up, and the food was all stacked on one side. In the outermost open small wooden box, tin cans were neatly stacked.
Wang Ping looked around and emptied out a small velvet bag that a captain used to hold cigars. He didn't even look at the compressed biscuits and fast food, and frantically stuffed canned meat into his pocket.
The half box of canned food was almost empty. The badger withdrew his claws reluctantly, picked up the heavy cloth bag, and sighed suddenly.
"Alas, my life is full of hard work!"
The hyena behind him looked at him with contempt, but he didn't dare to be seen by him, so he could only twist his neck in a weird way. It seemed to be saying, "Fuck, do you have any shame? No matter how heavy the bag is, I still have to carry it in the end. Who is destined to work hard?"
After tying the bag tightly and about to tell the hyena to leave, Wang Ping's eyes moved and he saw familiar bottles and jars on the table by the door. Most of them were broken and thrown into a garbage bag. The documents and other items were placed separately, and it seemed that someone had sorted them out.
Wang Ping jumped onto the table, looked around, rummaged through a small backpack that looked a little dirty, and saw a familiar set of underwear... ahem, clothes.
After thinking for a while, Wang Ping stretched out his claws to take out one of the items. Just as he was about to jump off the table, he suddenly heard a crisp sound. Looking down, he saw a small red metal badge falling out and rolling on the table.
"Emm..."
The badger scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the small badge and put it into the pocket of his vest.
Wang Ping jumped off the table, grabbed a hyena and smelled the smell on his clothes, his eyes were threatening.
"If you can't find it this time, I'll send you to see Jesus!"
"Huh?" A hyena was suddenly stunned, and looked up at a badger with a complaining look, "So this is the smell you are looking for? Why didn't you tell me earlier! I already had it when we first entered the forest, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
“Awooooo ...
After shouting towards the door, the hyena lowered its head and lay down submissively, asking the badger to "get on the dog" and set off.
Throwing the clothes back into the backpack, Wang Ping picked up the bag of canned food first, and then rode on the dog's back. But just as the hyena stood up and was about to run, it suddenly grabbed it and stopped.
I saw a badger jump down again, but it went straight to the captain's cigar box.
"I keep hearing these perverts brag about how great this cigar is, I want to try it and see what it tastes like."
Ten minutes later, a small hyena came through the jungle, carrying a smoking badger and an oversized backpack, and staggered northwest.
The sun gradually climbed to mid-air and the temperature began to rise.
To the north of Lake Natron, Sanger and his teammates sat on the top of the mountain, took off their hats and used them as fans. At the same time, they opened their mouths and looked at two people who were climbing up another pile of rocks more than ten meters behind them, with admiration written all over their faces.
As expected of a master, his physical strength is really great.
Han Daxia had bruises on the corners of his mouth and one of his eyes was swollen. He crawled while explaining to the people below him. However, his tone, which had changed from gentle persuasion at the beginning to cursing, had become almost like a street scold.
"You're a badger-obsessed pervert! I've told you multiple times that it was your boss who insisted on going, and I followed him because I was worried that he would mess around! It's not what you think at all!"
"Make it up, keep making it up!" The panting person underneath sneered, "If it's not your fault, then why are you running?"
"You're just like a bitch, you came up and started fighting me, how can I not run?" Old Han was furious: "Don't think I can't beat you, I'm just afraid of hurting you! If I fought back, you would have been lying on the ground!"
“Yoho!”
Gu Laosan simply stopped, hugged his shoulders, and looked sneer and disdainful.
"You don't have much martial arts skills, but you're really tough! Either you come down and let me beat you up, then go with me to find the boss, and this matter will be over. Otherwise, Han, you can't escape!"