C231 Mysterious Flag Language

It's a tree king!

No matter how thick or tall it was, or whether it was the handsome appearance of a mountain god, it could be called the king of the trees in Silverfox Town.

This was a black mahogany tree that was hundreds of years old. It took Adolf a lot of effort to climb it at the beginning. Fortunately, Monkey Wukong helped him drive things like flying snakes and climbed up in a while.

Adolf took out an old telescope and looked in a few directions. After looking for a while, he found that there were birds flying in a few places, and there were also eagles circling in the air. Someone must have disturbed their nest.

They were circling above for a while.

Anyone with some common sense would know that within a few kilometers of this place, it was impossible for any villagers to appear. This was a crossfire between both parties. Bullets were blind, and no one could cause trouble.

"Commander, what are they doing?"

Lance looked at it for a long time, but he still could not figure it out.

Adolf looked towards the northeast and southeast a few times, then took out a small self-made red flag and pointed it a few times.

Lance couldn't understand, and Delson couldn't understand either. After looking at it for a long time, he kept guessing. He said hesitantly:

"Flag language? I've never seen such flags before. Flags are usually used on warships on the sea. "

They stepped on it. Xiao Qiangbing sat on a stone and looked into the distance. He nodded his head in satisfaction and said:

"Don't guess. They are playing. The sky is hot, and it's cool up there. How interesting. "

He said it intentionally or unintentionally. Lance took it seriously. He turned his head and looked down at him disdainfully and said snappily:

"Chinaman, you guys are really good. You don't have any professionalism at all. The situation is urgent right now, you guys are still playing hide-and-seek. "

"Right, both of you look down on them. Sooner or later, you will have to settle scores with them. They can do whatever they want. We'll talk about it when the time comes. "

As they were talking, they saw someone climbing a tree in the distance.

These two trees were located in the northeast and southwest direction. One of them was at the place where the first lieutenant and the bandit were lost.

This time, it was two strong police officers who went up the tree. They sat on the two trees and observed their surroundings. First, they waved the yellow flag at Adolf, then waved it at the ground.

On top of the mountain, Xiao Qiangbing and Delson inevitably had a verbal fight. In any case, they could not say more than two words. Xiao Qiangbing was tired. He narrowed his eyes and was about to say something. The two of them were even more excited and made random deductions. They had said all the unpleasant things.

They were confronting each other coldly. In the forest in the southeast, a unique game of capturing bandits was playing.

A skinny guy. He was wearing a worn Major General uniform (of course, a bandit uniform). Surrounded by a group of fifty bandits, he walked forward while observing his surroundings.

They walked around aimlessly, and there was a rugged path under their feet. It seemed like it was a place where the old hunters often walked. There were even shallow footprints. They could see it from afar. Someone was starting a fire on an open space.

Just now, it was said that two groups of people were exchanging fire in the distance. There should not be any villagers around looking for a fight, but nothing was absolute.

There were many bold people nowadays. In addition, the villagers often had to starve if they didn't enter the mountains to find food. Thus, they saw It wasn't strange to see someone.

A small bandit raised his gun and was about to shoot when he suddenly remembered the situation he was in and immediately stopped. With a swoosh, he pulled out a military knife from his waist and quickly chased after them along the small path.

The hunter suddenly saw a group of fierce-looking bandits in the distance and rolled into the grass like a leopard. He crawled down the grass and begged for mercy as he crawled.

This guy seemed to be familiar with the terrain here. He ran quickly on the ground like a python. Soon, he could no longer be seen.

A group of people surrounded a pile of flames that shot out in all directions. Someone saw something burning inside at a glance.

The bandit raised his stick and said in surprise:

"Commander, commander, it's melons, they've been roasted for quite a while. "

He found something on his side, A guy beside him was kicking a plastic bag with his leg, and suddenly kicked it down, a dozen pieces of bread rolled out.

John looked at the potatoes rolling out of the ground. It seemed that the hunter's skills were not bad. A bunch of baked melons was salivating. He instinctively swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

A bandit picked up one of them attentively. The roasted melons were quite hot. He moved his hands back and forth a few times before he took the leaf handed over by another bandit. He wrapped it up and handed it to John.

John was just as hungry as the bandits. After fighting for a few hours, no one had the time to eat. Seeing such delicious food, his craving was immediately aroused. He first took a small bite and then started to eat.

He did not care about burning his mouth. He ate half of it in a few bites.

John began to gobble down his food. His expression was pretty good, so the other bandits were relieved. They started to fight over the melons in the fire.

After eating the melons and bread, they started to eat and fill their empty stomachs.

They only ate for five to six minutes during their escape before continuing their escape.

They had just run a few dozen meters when John felt that something was wrong. They were thirsty!

He had been having a good time eating just now. No one had noticed this problem!

When they continued walking down the stairs, they found a strange phenomenon appearing all of a sudden:

Wherever there was water, Whether it is the hot water or the dry water bubbles, there is a problem. . . Someone had placed something strange inside.

What was it?

It was either a wild beast that had been exposing its internal organs all this while, or it was gurgling with water vapor. It looked like it had put some raw stone ash in it.

When they saw a river flowing beside a stone bridge, a bandit lay on the bridge and looked at it for a long time. He found that the spring water was clear, and there were fishes swimming in the water. Just as he was about to go down and drink some water, he heard John shout in a stern voice.

"Don't go down. Don't you find it strange that you didn't notice it? Aren't you afraid of death? "

They continued to walk down. John's thirsty throat was smoking. The melons and bread that he ate in his stomach were originally not easy to digest food. As he walked, the food's swelling intensified, and he immediately felt even more uncomfortable.

It was not just him. The other bandit soldiers were even more thirsty.

They were different from John. When John was eating, he didn't say that he would allow them to eat. They were in a hurry to eat. The more they ate, the more they choked. A few of them were like ducks, stretching their necks continuously, looking extremely ugly.

Taking advantage of the time when they were more than ten meters away, the bandit slipped out and fell beside the water. He looked at them and then lowered his head to whip the clear and transparent stream. He was really drinking to death.

When he saw the clear water, an illusion appeared in his eyes. He smacked his lips and his mind was still rejecting it. He could not help but pick up a handful of water and throw it into his mouth.

This fellow drank a round stomach and drank a full two liters of water. He touched his bulging stomach. Although he was still full, it was still much more comfortable.

He looked to the south and found that the river was winding. The small road was following the river, and he could vaguely see his companions walking downstream.

Realizing that no one was paying attention to him, he quietly went up the small road and rubbed his comfortable stomach. As he walked, he could hear the gurgling sound of the river in his stomach.