"The Elephant Road? Really?" Lin Rui said strangely.

"Who knows, I listened to some local black people. These local people and African elephants have lived together in this land for countless years. I think their legend should be reasonable." Crazy Horse whispered.

"Almost. In theory, if there are trees growing, then the ground below should have a certain degree of hardness, at least not a quagmire. Don't be afraid of anything in the swamp, just afraid of getting stuck in the quagmire." Jiangan nodded, his appearance Very embarrassed, there was a lot of mud on his face, which almost became another heavy camouflage paint.

"Then go to that position and try, I hope that elephant road can bring us some good luck." Lin Rui whispered.

They continued to walk along the low trees in the swamp. Perhaps the local natives’ legends were correct. The location where these branches have been torn down is indeed very gentle, and there is no quagmire of sinking.

"It works." Lin Rui whispered, "Good job, crazy horse."

"I said, it's just a local legend." Crazy Horse whispered as he walked, "I didn't expect it to work. The elephant's road sign is really **** hell."

"This is a kind of animal group behavior, like a long-term inherited instinct. Many animal groups have similar behaviors." He walked along and whispered, "But what should I do before? Tree."

"Damn, be careful. We have walked for almost a kilometer, and we are almost close to the center of the swamp. There may be deep places here, so be careful not to fall behind. Don't go too aggressively, use your hands well. The rod inside." Lin Rui said as he moved on.

After walking for about five or six minutes, the muddy water almost overflowed their shoulders, and the swamp was getting deeper and deeper.

Some of the team members seemed to slip and fall into the muddy water, causing a panic.

"What's the matter?" Lin Rui turned around.

"It's a Korean guy, he slipped and got stuck." Guns said nervously.

"Korean, don't panic!" Lin Rui shouted in a deep voice.

"Boss, I'm sinking, my **** sinking..." Pu Dongxiang said in a panic. His face was bloodless and he didn't dare to move, because the more he struggled, the faster he fell.

"Don't be panic, first drop the stick, lie back flat, try to expand the contact surface between your body and the swamp, and control the speed of the sinking." Lin Rui said as he reached out and took the stick in the gunner's hand, Two probe rods are tied together to increase the length. Trying to get the Korean guy to grab the stick and pull him out of the mire. "

How is it, are you under control? "Lin Rui said nervously.

"Okay, it seems better." Pu Dongxiang's voice trembled a little.

"After the sinking is controlled, you can use your body to roll to get yourself out of the swamp. You can also use your body to lean forward to extend this distance. If you find your feet are sinking, you should lean back and gently fall. under.

When you fall, spread your arms as much as possible to spread your weight so that your body can float on the surface. Or climbing or close to dry ground or other attachments. For example, there are tree roots and grass beside you, you can pull it to move your body. You must be careful when moving your body. Every time you do a movement, you should allow time for the mud to flow under your limbs. Take your time, I can get you out soon. "Lin Rui gritted his teeth.

"I'm afraid I can't get out. I feel like I'm sinking again, **** it, it's a deep mud puddle." Pu Dongxiang's face became very ugly, and the muddy water was about to reach his chin, his voice was obvious Trembling.

"Don't rush, moving quickly will only create a gap between the mud or sand, sucking your body into the depths. In fact, going through a swamp is similar to swimming, and the buoyancy of mud is actually greater than water. Just master the way. Even at the deepest. You can also swim in the quagmire. It’s just that the resistance is too great to move a few meters and it takes about an hour. Trust me, you can try to float, if you feel tired, stretch your limbs and lie still. This posture will Keep your body from sinking." Lin Rui turned around and shouted in a low voice, "Whoever gives me another probe stick and another one! I will be able to reach him soon."

"I'm here." Jiang An threw the stick that was in his hand to Lin Rui. Lin Rui took it in his hand and tied this branch to the two probe sticks in front. Then he reached out to Park Dongxiang. "Grab it Korean! Just grab the probe stick and don't move!"

Lin Rui approached Park Dongxiang with the lightest possible movements to prevent damage to the strength and buoyancy of the floating grass layer near Park Dongxiang, making him lose hope of being rescued, and also plunged himself into the mud that was difficult to extricate himself from.

He gently climbed to the position of Piao Dongxiang more than three meters away, and gave him a three-piece tied and elongated wooden stick to increase his buoyancy, and enable Piao Dongxiang to see hope and strengthen his confidence.

"Catch it, good boy, you can do it. Well done, Korean, you are our O2 team member. We are omnipotent, we are the best fighters. People like us are never We will drown in the smelly pool. Even if we are going to die, we have to die of bullets." Lin Rui held Piao Dongxiang while constantly encouraging and stimulating him with similar words.

Then the other team members used probe sticks, wooden sticks and other objects to spread on the floating layer beside Park Dongxiang to increase the force-bearing area, and finally drag Park Dongxiang to a relatively solid area.

Pu Dongxiang was almost out of his power. The ten minutes just now were on the verge of life and death, and he was simply longer than a few years. "Thank you, boss, you saved my life again. I can't tell, you gave me this life." Pu Dongxiang smiled so much that it was uglier than crying, and he gasped for breath.

"Okay, you're okay, all of us are okay. Don't pretend to be pitiful, man. You're not the **** idol boy in a Korean TV series. You are a blasting expert sitting on tons of explosives. A character who doesn't change his color. Besides, I'm still waiting for the day you invite me to eat horse meat on Jeju Island." Lin Rui also gasped.

"It's black pork." Pu Dongxiang's face was sweat except mud.

"Well, it doesn't matter what the meat is, as long as it's not kimchi." Lin Rui laughed and turned around and said, "Are the others all right?"

"It's okay." Crazy Horse nodded, and Pu Dongxiang was relieved to be able to escape. He spent more time on the African battlefield than everyone else in the team. He also knew that the scene just now was actually extremely dangerous.

If you change to another mercenary team, it is very likely that Park Dongxiang will only be able to destroy himself. Because as mercenaries, they all know the risks. It is difficult to drag Pu Dongxiang up like Lin Rui desperately. People are indifferent these days, no one will fight for a team member.

But o2, under Lin Rui's leadership, they became a little different. The individual and the team seem to be completely integrated into one. It’s hard to explain whether such a change is good or bad, but Crazy Horse knows that it is this change that makes o2 more and more powerful, and also makes them live like a bloodthirsty mercenary career. Is a person.