“Crack~!”
The sound of stones being stacked in the water was heard and disappeared into the densely vegetated woods before it went far away.
“Huh~”
With a gasp, Yi Jiuyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped back a few steps, and sat on a rock by the river to rest.
This was a shallow river beach that was only three meters wide, and the treetops on the riverbank were even connected, with only a gap letting in some sunlight. He walked along the riverbank for a long time until he found a gravel-paved shallow beach at the corner where the riverbed turned, and temporarily chose it as his campsite for the night.
After resting for a while, he stood up and looked at his masterpiece.
At the angle where the river bends, a simple dam in the shape of a semicircle is built with stones, with the surface exposed less than ten centimeters above the water.
"If I'm lucky, I might be able to catch a few fish and make some fish soup to satisfy my craving at night! Now, I'm going to go collect some firewood to make a fire!"
It was like he was explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room, but it was more like he was talking to himself. The most difficult thing about surviving in the wild is not the harsh environment, but the maddening loneliness. If he didn't say something at any time, he was worried that he would go crazy.
It was already the late night in China, and the popularity of the live broadcast room was less than one-tenth of that during the day, but there were still many comments.
Currently, as the only anchor on the DouYu Outdoor Channel, he is heading to the tropical rainforest to look for the missing Ding Yi and the rescue team. The gimmick alone is enough to make many people stay up late to watch.
"Come on, Jiuyang! You are the best."
"Duzuitianya gave the anchor airplane × 3..."
"The third generation of online literature gave the anchor rockets × 3..."
"I suddenly discovered that Jiuyang's knowledge of wilderness survival is the most solid. He takes steady steps and does not rush into anything."
"Fatty Lao Liang gave the anchor a yacht ×5..."
“Is there anything special about choosing a campsite by the river?”
“Aren’t you afraid of crocodiles?”
"It's funny. How can we make a fire if we're not near the river? What if we set the forest on fire?"
At this time, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the camera had already shaken away from the river beach and returned to the forest. If you look at the computer screen of the Douyu Technology Department, Yi Jiuyang's coordinate light spot is searching in a semicircle around the river bank.
"When I came here just now, I walked along the river bank. I didn't see any special traces along the way. The water is clear and full of pebbles. I don't think it's a habitat for crocodiles."
Yi Jiuyang talked about his thoughts as he walked, and he inadvertently answered some people's doubts.
The camera suddenly looked down, and saw an arm wearing a blue jacket and leather gloves reaching out to pick up a dead branch on the ground.
The voice continued to come, and Jiuyang seemed to suddenly open up and gradually get into the state.
"I'll first search the woods near the camp to see if there are any potential dangers, and pick up all the dead branches. If the woods are clean enough, it can also avoid the risk of falling sparks causing fire. Of course, this is difficult, I will try my best... Phew... If the river is not deep, I will go to the other side later..."
At this time, there was a faint sound of a helicopter passing overhead. Yi Jiuyang looked up and saw layers of branches and leaves, dense vines, with only a few gaps where some sunlight came through, and scattered in spots. Not to mention the helicopter, even the sky was invisible.
"Oh…"
Someone grinned. It was a habit he developed when he was a kid, that he would always look up when he saw an airplane. Even when he grew up, he would still look up subconsciously whenever he heard the sound of an airplane. He remembered that there was a time when his dream was to become a pilot.
The sound gradually faded away. Based on past experience, it was probably at least ten kilometers away from here. Even if it was seen, it would only be a small and delicate dot. Putting the thought behind him, Yi Jiuyang shrugged and ignored it.
At this moment, on the helicopter flying over the rainforest, Han Daxia, with a miserable look on his face, was looking through the cabin door at the vast rainforest below, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Hello!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao's voice came from the earphones on the edge of the helmet: "Can you turn off the microphone when you sigh? It's so noisy!"
Han Daxia turned his head helplessly and glanced at Yuan Xiaoxiao who was sitting on the other side, wearing a black training uniform and chewing gum. He said with a dark face: "I am worried about them! You said that Gu Lang is the same. He left without even saying goodbye! What does he mean by this!"
"cut… "
Yuan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him with a mocking expression, and pouted her lips and said, "You know the reason best! I've let go of all the fish that have been caught to help you find someone. If Luke is not caught in the end, I won't take the blame!"
"He can't run away!"
Han Daxia said with a confident look on his face: "The Brazilian police and Interpol are both hunting him down. I heard that two teams have also come to clean up the mess. He is dead this time!"
"oh?"
After hearing a few words, Yuan Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and she stood up and came over, asking curiously, "Are they here too? Is the third team here?"
"Team Three?"
Han Daxia raised his eyebrows, looked at Yuan Xiaoxiao's "strange" face and said sarcastically: "You want to ask if your little lover has come? Take a rest! Luke stabbed her in the back of her stomach and she is still recovering in the hospital!"
"Tsk, if you don't know, just say you don't know. You're talking too much bullshit!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and leaned back, but in her heart she was thinking that she would ask Sama later where she was.
At the same time, a chase is going on in the rain forest of northwestern Bolivia.
"Bang!"
A moss-covered tree trunk suddenly exploded, leaving a conical bullet hole emitting blue smoke.
A dozen meters away, a white young man wearing a camouflage marine cap cursed and continued chasing with a gun.
In the tropical rain forest, the maximum range of a gun is only a few dozen meters, and there are many obstacles, so it is easy to dodge. In this environment, all long guns become decorations, and pistols and sabers become the most useful weapons.
Looking down from the air, a five-man team was chasing a dozen militants in a triangle formation in the dense forest. Judging from the tacit coordination and the number of people, it was neither the Security Team 3 nor Interpol.
"Pooh!"
In the woods, a big bearded man spat and couldn't help cursing, "That bastard looks ordinary, but I didn't expect him to be so slippery!"
"team leader!"
A team member complained through the headset: "Can you stop talking? Save your energy to chase people!"
"Fuck! I know!"
The bearded man rolled his eyes, still cursing, but his pace was not slow. His tactical boots kept stepping over tree roots and vines, his eyes always fixed on the front.
At this time, there was a sound of someone falling down in front of him. The bearded man ran a few steps and dodged a large-leafed banyan tree covered with vines. He saw someone standing up in the bushes not far away.
"Bang!"
After the gunshot, the figure fell to the ground. Before he could go forward to check, he could faintly hear the sound of an iron pin being pulled out.
The bearded man subconsciously stopped and looked up to see a spherical object flying out of the forest and heading straight towards him.
"Shit! Grenade!"
He loudly warned his teammates nearby, turned around and hid behind the big-leaf banyan tree, when a violent explosion sounded in the forest.