Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Chapter 733

Squatting on the branch of the tree where the bloodstains left by the Predator, Du Weiguo put on tactical gloves, wiped them carefully, and observed carefully before his eyes.

Under the sunlight, the fluorescent green blood refracted a strange light. Du Weiguo slowly withdrew his gaze, curled his lips helplessly, and sighed secretly.

Got nothing.

Except for the fluorescent blood left on this big tree, there are no other traces left in the jungle, neither footprints nor blood. As for the smell~
Paralyzed, Du Weiguo is not a police dog, his sense of smell is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, and he has no ability to rely on smell to track.

Most of Du Weiguo's fierce combat power was due to his super vision, but when he met the invisible iron blood, he was naturally restrained, his ability was greatly reduced, and he could only passively defend and counterattack.

Du Weiguo misses the big fox very much at this moment. If she is still there, with her super strong sense of smell, these iron and blood must be invisible.

Moreover, the big fox is also proficient in mind control, and the predators are all muscular militants with brains full of muscles.

They are all physical output fighters who wield knives and guns. It is estimated that when they meet a mind control mage like Big Fox, they only need a look to calm them down, right?

This is called brine point tofu, one thing down one thing.

The sense of crisis that has always been entrenched in his heart has not been relieved, but the sense of peeping has disappeared, and the injured Sangvis should have temporarily escaped from the treatment.

Du Weiguo jumped off the branch, recovered the Shashen Shuttle that was knocked into the air, and then climbed back to the position where he was just attacked.

It turned out that the branch where he stayed was completely shredded by the self-tightening iron net at this moment.

Not only that, even the trunk was hooped by the iron net to create a huge gap, as if it had been gnawed off by some prehistoric monster.

There are a total of eight sharp corners at the end of this dark iron net, each of which is connected to a small mechanism bracket. After shooting, the sharp corners will automatically approach and retract the net automatically. The design is very delicate.

At this moment, the iron net has turned into a shape similar to a folding umbrella, spotless, quietly lying across the big hole in the tree trunk.

In less than a minute, Du Weiguo couldn't help clicking his tongue:

"My mother, this thing is cowhide! Once it is caught by the net, it will be strangled into minced meat in no time. Take it away, and have a chance to study it carefully."

Immediately afterwards, Du Weiguo carefully removed the scimitar frisbee that was deeply embedded in the tree trunk, found another branch, sat cross-legged, and examined it carefully.

The four scimitars on this gadget are shaped like crab claws and are extremely sharp. They really cut iron like mud. The evil shuttle made of tungsten steel can easily cut deep scratches.

Du Weiguo stroked the frisbee lightly, and there were a few inconspicuous small bumps on the center disc.

He tried to press one of them lightly, only to hear a slap, and the frisbee retracted the two scimitars in an instant, turning into a boomerang.

Continue to test, this little scimitar frisbee actually has four shapes, disc, single blade, double blade, and four blades, it's amazing!
Du Weiguo couldn't put it down, and couldn't help feeling:

"Cowhide, Iron Blood is indeed the most combative hunting race in the universe, and the weapon design is really unambiguous!"

In the evening, the sun that had been raging for a day sank to the west, and the temperature in this rainforest like a steamer finally dropped.

At this moment, Du Weiguo was standing in front of an open space, looking at the wreckage of the crashed Cessna 172 small plane in front of him, with a gloomy expression on his face.

The plane had already been disintegrated, completely destroyed and torn apart. What he saw was the cabin part, stuck between two big trees, hanging in mid-air.

It could be vaguely seen that there were two human figures on the tables and chairs in the cabin, but they could smell a pungent stench from such a distance.

The high temperature and high humidity in this rainforest took less than a day for the corpse to be completely cooked. It has been several days, and the degree of decay can be imagined.

At this time, countless unnamed black scavenging birds were in the cabin, jumping happily, eating frantically, enjoying the rare gluttonous feast.

"Damn! This job is really disgusting, I just hope the information is not eaten by these stupid birds."

Du Weiguo was tired of it, curled his lips in disgust, pulled out a black soldier mask made of special material from the space, covered his mouth and nose, and put on a pair of black tactical gloves.

The black mask was naturally provided by Reina. The black technology produced by MI is similar to the half mask of the Winter Soldier, which can effectively filter poisonous gas. The same is true for the gloves, which can isolate the temperature and resist flames and spikes.

These two pieces of equipment are very practical, but they are not without disadvantages, that is, they are not breathable and extremely hot. In this deadly rainforest, it is very easy to suffocate.

After adjusting the mask, Du Weiguo hesitated for a while, then reluctantly threw out the Jiuyou lock, nailed it to the tree trunk, and swung towards the wreckage of the plane.

"Boom!"

Du Weiguo landed steadily on the front chassis cover of the plane, and these carrion-eating blackbirds were immediately frightened and flew away, revealing the two corpses in the cabin.

Rao was already prepared in his heart, and he even wore a gas mask. Du Weiguo was still viewed as a giant, his flesh and blood swelled, and his corpse full of white maggots was disgusting enough.

The key is that he still has to touch the corpse, which is what really kills him.

This damn Bourne, his top-secret mineral information is hidden in a microfilm. No one knows where it is hidden, so we have to find it!
Du Weiguo braced himself and jumped into the cockpit. From the remaining clothing, he could vaguely tell that the co-pilot was sitting in a suit and his head had turned into a bloody skull. It should be Bourne.

"Made!"

On the fingers, the slippery feeling coming through the gloves made Du Weiguo extremely disgusted. He searched Bourne's neat clothes and trouser pockets, but found nothing.

Du Weiguo looked around, the front half of the plane was clear at a glance, there was no luggage or anything like that, he couldn't help but frowned, as Lena said, the microfilm was about the size of a thumbnail.

Bourne didn't have it on him. If the plane disintegrated and was left in the rainforest with his luggage, how would he find such a small item?
Entrusted by others, loyal to others.

Du Weiguo knew in his heart that this information was very important to Leina. If it was done, everything would be fine. If it failed, Leina might not be able to bear the blame for killing the green beret.

If you don't die, you have to peel off your skin!
Lei Na is his person, and also Du Weiguo's important reliance on Hong Kong Island. Both prosperity and loss, Du Weiguo can only be patient and disgusted, and search for Bourne's body again.

For the wallet in Bourne’s arms, he used a blade to cut open the leather and inspected it inch by inch. No, for an antique pocket watch, he used a frisbee machete to cut open the case and inspected the parts one by one. There was nothing.

"Whoo~"

Du Weiguo frowned, threw down the broken pocket watch, let out a long breath, or search for this pilot?

Just as Du Weiguo was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a faint green tinge on Bourne's rotten and swollen left hand.

Not caring about the nausea anymore, Du Weiguo quickly raised his left hand. The green color was an emerald ring on his ring finger.

Without further ado, with a flick of the frisbee scimitar, he cut off the finger without hesitation, and swiftly took off the ring.

But before he had time to check, Du Weiguo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his figure disappeared into the cabin in an instant. Almost at the same time, a faint blue light, like lightning, flew into the wreckage of the plane.

There was no explosion. This blue light penetrated the engine room very smoothly, corroding the broken engine room into a circular gap with a diameter of one meter.

Everything in this gap, including the two corpses, the seats, and the cabin wall, was completely annihilated by the destructive heat carried by the blue light.

"Crack, boom~~"

The penetrating power of the blue light is astonishing. After passing through the plane, it continued to move forward. Countless big trees were affected, and the trunks were cut off in the middle. They fell slowly, and the night birds flew in shock.

"My Cao Nima, is this the iron-blooded ion cannon? Isn't this speed and power too great? Besides, doesn't this trial rookie iron-blooded have no ion cannon? What the fuck!"

About 800 meters away from the wreckage of the plane, on the branch of a big tree, Du Weiguo was still in shock, so hanging!
If it weren't for the warning signs in his heart, Du Weiguo would have fled for his life immediately, and he was annihilated by the ion cannon just a hair away. How can this thing be carried?
At this time, Du Weiguo suddenly looked towards a direction in the jungle, which was the direction where the ion cannon was launched just now, his face was gloomy, and his eyes gleamed fiercely.

"The distance is at least 5 kilometers, and the speed of fire is at least 8 times the speed of sound. Fuck you, Iron Blood, you don't talk about martial arts, and you actually use ultra-long-range weapons."

Before the words fell, Du Weiguo's figure disappeared again, and the big tree he had just stayed on had a flash of blue light and instantly turned into nothingness.

Appearing again, Du Weiguo was already one kilometer away, the Jiuyou lock in his hand was thrown out suddenly, his figure was like a spirit ape, floating vigorously in the jungle.

There were blue lights flickering behind him, and countless towering trees that had lived for an unknown number of years were devastated and turned into ashes.

"My motherfucker, this is absolutely impossible to be a shoulder-mounted ion cannon, this must be a spaceship's ship-mounted cannon! Did I dig your family's grave? I actually bombarded me with a spaceship!"

Du Weiguo kept changing directions and flying in the jungle to avoid the ion cannon's lock, while cursing in his heart.

It is impossible for Du Weiguo to use his flashing skills to dodge all the time. The physical consumption of that thing is too great to last for a long time. In desperation, he can only use the Jiuyou lock to escape.

Fortunately, although Iron Blood's shipborne ion cannon is powerful, it can only fire in a straight line, and the rapid fire is limited, about every 2 seconds, which gave Du Weiguo a chance to breathe.

Every time, he avoided the bombardment of the ion cannon every now and then, hovering on the verge of life and death, but before Du Weiguo could heave a sigh of relief, an ion cannon stuck to his shoulder and narrowly missed it. an inch.

Although he was not hit directly, Du Weiguo's left shoulder was in unbearable pain, his clothes instantly vaporized, and a large area of ​​his skin was scorched black.

The beam of this ion cannon has become significantly smaller. It used to be about one meter in diameter, but now it is only 20 centimeters at most, and the rate of fire and flight speed have both increased significantly.

Iron Blood's combat intelligence is very high, and he immediately thought of a new strategy. This ion cannon has just flown by, and the next one is already in sight.

The attack radius has become smaller, but the rate of fire has increased, from 2 shot in 1 seconds to 1 shots in 2 second, and the flight speed has also doubled. It used to be 8 times the speed of sound, but now it is at least 16 times.

In mid-air, Du Weiguo's figure disappeared instantly, and only then did he narrowly escape the attack of the second ion cannon.

This time, Du Weiguo didn't dare to rely on his strength, let alone spare no effort. He flickered continuously without hesitation, and plunged into a river 3 kilometers away.

"thump!"

Du Weiguo, a fierce man, dived down for more than ten meters, passing an unknown big fish with a full length of 5 meters, and slashed it without hesitation.

Blood splattered, the big fish was in pain, and swam desperately away, countless piranhas followed the blood and swarmed towards the big fish.

Du Weiguo dived into the water, and after swimming along the current for less than ten meters, he felt a pain in his leg, which was bitten by a piranha.

Du Weiguo frowned, raised his hand and swung a knife to cut off the damned piranha, and then disappeared. There was nothing to do, there were too many piranhas in this watershed, and there was nowhere to hide, so he had to go back to the shore.

The first time Du Weiguo returned to the shore, he lay down in a quagmire similar to a swamp, and in the blink of an eye, he had already figured it out.

This iron-blooded spacecraft must have locked itself through infrared body temperature recognition. The body temperature of humans and animals is completely different, so it is very easy to distinguish.

No wonder the Sangvis didn't attack themselves throughout the afternoon. The air temperature in the entire jungle in the afternoon was much higher than body temperature, so it was difficult for them to lock themselves.

Sure enough, Du Weiguo lay in the quagmire for a long time, the sky was already as dark as thick ink, and he did not encounter a new round of ion cannon attacks.

After crushing a blood-sucking leech casually, Du Weiguo slowly turned over and lay sprawled in the dirty quagmire.

With some difficulty, he took off the gas mask on his face, turned his head to check the injury on his shoulder, and took out the Hundred Animal Pill from the space, and then let out a long breath.

Damn!Since his debut, Du Weiguo was beaten up so badly that he had no power to fight back, so he could only run away crazily. This was the first time.

No way, this is pure technological crushing, dimensionality reduction strike, Mach 16 annihilation ion cannon, 2 rounds per second, and it is very likely that this is not the limit, it is really unbeatable!

At this time, a huge anaconda with a length of more than 8 meters swam slowly past Du Weiguo.

Fortunately, its stomach is bulging, it should have just finished eating, and it has no intention of actively attacking Du Weiguo.

The anaconda hovered lazily around Du Weiguo, just spat at him, and carefully sensed it with the scales on the top of its head.

It seems that it is a little curious about this kind of food that has never been eaten before. After this thing grows up, it will be the overlord of the Amazon jungle, and it has no natural enemies at all.

Whether it is a jaguar or a caiman, it is its belly, that is, the hungry piranhas in the water, that pose a slight threat to it, but most of the time, it is safe and sound .

Du Weiguo frowned, and resisted the urge to cut it into two pieces. The blood would easily attract other carnivorous beasts, so one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Moreover, with this big snake entrenched in this quagmire, no other beasts approached, and Du Weiguo was able to stay in peace for a night.

The next day, early in the morning, when the sun had just risen, the jungle became hot almost instantly, like an electric kettle that had been switched on.

Du Weiguo turned over and sat up, put away the Hundred Animal Pills, glanced at the big snake that was still lazily coiled in the mud, twitched the corner of his mouth, and walked to the river alone.

After simply cleaning the dirt on his head, face, neck, and the injury on his shoulders healed up, Du Weiguo stretched his waist, twisted his neck, and rattled.

He took out a film wrapped in tin foil from the space, glanced at the sun, and rubbed it lightly with his fingers.

This thing was found from the base of the emerald ring owned by the dead ghost Bourne, and it should be Lena's target, the top-secret information on the distribution of minerals.

Putting away the film, Du Weiguo stood by the river and lit a cigarette, exhaling the smoke leisurely, his eyes like knives, staring at a direction in the jungle.

Damn, you guys were crazy last night, it was fun to shoot me, didn't you?It is not a gentleman not to avenge a grudge, now, I see how crazy you are?
(End of this chapter)