Chapter 62: The Vietcong in the Jungle of Doom
Pinellia ternata is fully armed like a special forces soldier, walking through the lush woods, looking around vigilantly. The tactics for dealing with individual animals and group animals are different. For a single target, you can use traps to kill it, which is clean and neat, once and for all. However, you cannot use traps to deal with a large group of targets. If you kill one of them with a trap, the rest will not be fooled.
So I can only clean it actively.
Drive them out of Plum Blossom Villa and teach them a lesson so that they will remember that there is a monster with thunder and lightning in its hands living in this area, and they will never dare to step out of line again.
The girl planned the route. The layout of the community is like a huge chessboard. The residential buildings are square chess pieces, with red roofs and gray walls. The roads paved with tiles and asphalt are crisscrossed, and the rest of the space is occupied by green plants. If you look down from a high altitude, Meihua Villa is a large green carpet, with red square blocks dotted horizontally and vertically on the carpet, and the hardened asphalt road is a fine grid woven on the carpet.
From north to south, every road was cleaned up and every building was searched.
Because you have to go deep into the building, it is quite dangerous. The teacher once warned us not to enter unfamiliar buildings unless it is absolutely necessary. If you must enter, you must arm yourself to the teeth.
Banxia stepped on waist-high weeds and crawled into the door of the apartment building. The residential buildings in Meihua Villa are all similar, with two households on each floor, doors facing each other, and only one household on the first floor.
The unit door of the residential building is very small. It is a dark green iron door with a combination lock that is commonly used throughout the country. There is a staircase leading to the upper floor right after the entrance, and there is space under the stairs to store miscellaneous items.
The iron door had been smashed and was hanging on one side without its hinges. It was badly rotten and covered with brown-black rust. Banxia stepped in and stepped on the broken floor tiles.
A strong musty smell came towards her and the girl wrinkled her nose.
She took a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her mouth and nose with it.
It is difficult to tell the color of the floor tiles. No one has lived there for 20 years, so the dust has accumulated to as thick as the ankles. Add to that the wind and rain, the rotting grass and leaves, the animal activities, urine and feces, and all the sediment from nature has formed a layer of black sludge on the smooth floor. The academic term for this is humus. It rained a while ago, and the ground is still a little damp. The soles of Banxia's boots were sticky as they stepped on the black mud.
The stairs are on the left, and the single-family home on the first floor is on the right, with the door facing the storage room under the stairs.
After walking a few steps into the corridor, the floor gradually revealed its original color. The traces of animal activities were obvious. There were grains of black or white feces on the floor. Some of them could be recognized and some could not. Animals often came into these buildings to hide from the rain.
There are old light blue mailboxes hanging on the wall, with a small square for each household, which is opened with a key, and each mailbox has a house number on it.
You can vaguely see the peeling numbers, some are 603 and some are 604.
Banxia hummed a song, carrying a heavy shotgun, opened the mailbox doors one by one, and looked inside with her head tilted.
Empty.
The girl shook her head and strode inside.
There was only one household on the first floor. Banxia yelled and kicked the door, then jumped around on the ground holding her knees.
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”
She was furious, loaded the gun with a click, stepped back, pointed the gun at the door and said, "Listen, everyone in there! You are surrounded by me! I give you five minutes! Put your pants on your head! Line up and come out!"
"five--!"
"Four--!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
No movement.
"Standing stubbornly! Refusal to change!"
Banxia yelled and kicked the door, then jumped around on one foot, hugging her knees.
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”
She stared at the door and thought for a few seconds. She reached out her hand and grabbed the door handle. She slowly exerted force and pulled it outwards. There was a "click" sound.
The door is not open.
This door can't be opened.
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A residential building has eight floors and two units. Except for the first floor, there are two households on each floor, so there are a total of thirty households in the building.
Banxia started from the first floor and cleaned upwards floor by floor. Some doors could not be opened, the hinges and door locks were completely rusted, or the doors were stuck and Banxia could do nothing about them.
She would search every house she could enter.
Man-made buildings serve as natural shelters for many animals, and some animals that humans thought could not climb stairs actually learn to do so later.
Banxia could see dried feces of large herbivorous animals, such as cows or elk, in the living rooms of some houses. It was hard to imagine how they got up there. A group of elk lined up to climb the stairs?
Some houses are not well waterproofed, and rainwater has been eroding slowly and over a long period of time, soaking the entire wall and causing large patches of moss and mushrooms to grow on the wall.
When I was tired, I leaned on the balcony to rest, holding the gun in my arms and looking out.
Opposite is an identical building, like a giant wearing a red hat and a tattered green coat.
After searching one building, go downstairs to the second one.
This work was long and tedious. Banxia worked for two days in a row but gained nothing.
Bai Yang said that this matter is so time-consuming?
Banxia, you are talking nonsense. Don’t you see how many people I have? If I had one more helper, the progress would be twice as fast!
Bai Yang said how can I help you?
Banxia said I need a helper, can you send someone over, or BG4MXH can you send yourself over by express delivery? Think of a way!
Bai Yang said, "Don't talk nonsense. How can this be done? How can we send people there?"
Banxia said without hesitation: Refrigerate!
Bai Yang: You are trying to murder me. If you freeze someone to death, how can he survive if he thaws?
Banxia: Then you can make a bigger time capsule, put twenty years’ worth of food and fresh water in it, then you get inside and bury it for twenty years.
Bai Yang: This is a burial alive. I will suffocate to death.
Pinellia: Oxygen put in for twenty years.
Bai Yang: We don’t have this technology. Even if we have it, we will be old in twenty years.
Banxia: I don’t dislike older men! And I’m pretty, my teacher says I’m the prettiest girl in the world!
Bai Yang: You are the only one left in the world, so you are the best in everything you do.
Pinellia: tsk.
On the third day, Banxia finally found some clues.
After searching all the way to the east side of the community, Banxia peeked out from the grass that was more than one meter high and found messy footprints and brown-yellow hair on the ground.
There were also black dried bloodstains. The girl bent down, dipped her fingers in some dirt and sniffed it. It was indeed bloodstains, probably traces left by hunting.
The girl slowly groped forward along the clues. The further she went, the more hairs and footprints she found. The weeds also had signs of being trampled and crushed. It looked like there was more than one beast. Banxia quickened her pace and tightened her grip on the shotgun in her hand.
She finally found these little creatures.
Finally she squeezed into a large grass nest, raised the gun, and then was stunned.
The chill rushed from the soles of her feet all the way up to the top of her head; her entire back was numb. Almost subconsciously, the girl raised her gun, turned around and aimed, her eyes fixed on the lush bushes behind her.
Her idea was half right. It was indeed a jackal. There was a jackal with yellow fur on the ground, lying on its side in the grass. Its two hind legs had been gnawed clean, revealing its white leg bones. The swarms of mosquitoes and flies covering the corpse were startled and scattered like an explosion, lingering in front of Banxia, buzzing.
In such humid and hot weather, a corpse would become highly decomposed within two days of death.
Banxia drove away the annoying flies, slowly squatted down, and looked at the jackal and the huge bite wounds on its fur and back.
Her idea was only half right. There were indeed jackals in the area near Meihua Villa, but they were not hunters.
They are just prey.
(End of this chapter)
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