Chapter 344: Finally found someone

More than thirty hours after the plane made an emergency landing nearby.

Two helicopters hovered at low altitude.

The downdraft from the helicopter blades blew the surrounding treetops every which way.

In the forest, a sniper rifle took aim at the pilot of one of the helicopters.

"Bang~"

The gunshot rang out.

The armor-piercing bullet fired from the sniper rifle shattered the bulletproof glass and blew the pilot's head apart.

At the moment of his death, the pilot still gripped the control stick.

The helicopter arced through the air and collided with the other helicopter.

Then came a loud "boom", and after the two helicopters collided, a massive rupture explosion ensued.

Because during the collision, the ammunition on board was detonated.

Lin Feng hurriedly climbed down from the tree and turned to run.

It was only a few hundred meters away; if a stray bullet fell nearby and exploded, it would be an unjust death.

The two armed helicopters were obviously coming to search for Bai Ying's trail.

The Americans would not give up easily after failing to obtain that important research data.

It's also bad luck for these people; Lin Feng had just arrived here when he ran into them.

Without thinking, he decided to take them out first.

Otherwise, having a tail following behind would hinder Lin Feng's rescue operation.

Anyway, in this area, anyone with a gun is basically an enemy, whoever they are.

After running a distance, explosion sounds continued to come from behind.

Lin Feng stopped and took off the black mask he was wearing.

Then he put on a new one.

The jungle emitted a large amount of miasma; staying too long would cause dizziness and numbness.

Breathing with this specialized mask prevents that.

After putting on the new mask, he balled up the old one and tossed it into a thicket of brambles.

He had been wandering around this area for a long time, yet he still hadn't found the scent emanating from Bai Ying.

He guessed it was because it had just rained.

Here there is essentially no distinction of four seasons; only dry and rainy seasons.

The rainy season runs from December to April each year, and the dry season from May to November.

Fortunately, it's the end of the rainy season, so there isn't much rain.

A brief rain like that couldn't possibly erase all the scent Bai Ying left behind.

Suddenly he stopped.

A foul, rotting odor came from ahead.

Lin Feng was all too familiar with that smell.

When he first met Qi Yao on the bus, the corpse pieces in her box gave off exactly that smell.

After confirming the direction of the odor, Lin Feng pulled up his mask and quickly walked toward it.

A poisonous snake lay by the roadside; upon seeing Lin Feng approach, it did not flee but slightly raised its head.

Then a large foot came down and crushed its skull flat.

Lin Feng found the first male corpse.

The corpse was covered with ants, already gnawed beyond recognition.

But one could see a hole in the person's throat that had been made by a dagger.

Further ahead, he discovered another corpse.

Because of the heat, it had only been dead for thirty-some hours and already begun to rot.

Another corpse lay by the stream, covered with leeches, almost sucked dry into a desiccated corpse.

As he pressed on, corpses appeared before him—some killed by daggers, others by gunshots.

Finally, Lin Feng arrived at the place where Bai Ying had changed clothes.

There was a black long dress.

Lin Feng picked it up and smelled it—sure enough, it was Bai Ying's.

Suddenly he furrowed his brow.

At the chest of the long dress, there was a tear.

At a glance, one could tell it was made by shrapnel.

On it was a large blotch of blood.

It was obvious Bai Ying had been wounded……

He had finally found something Bai Ying left behind.

After searching the vicinity, he finally found the clue Bai Ying had left.

He no longer needed to rely on scent to find her.

Because Bai Ying had carved a mark on a tree—a rice‑character‑shaped symbol.

It indicates direction.

It is equivalent to an eight‑digit password.

Don't let its simplicity fool you; only our own people understand the direction it signifies.

To crack this positional password, there is also a mnemonic for the password.

Lin Feng raised his wrist, aligning the compass on his wrist with an arrow in the rice character symbol.

Southeast……

Is this woman courting death, heading straight into the depths of the jungle?

But Lin Feng also understands that this is Bai Ying's only choice.

Now the outside is sealed off; as soon as she steps out, she dies.

The only way to survive is to first reach the jungle's depths, find a river, follow its direction, and move away from the plane's crash site.

The farther, the safer.

With the markers left by Bai Ying.

Either a rice‑character‑shaped symbol or a cross‑shaped symbol.

Or perhaps three stones on the ground form a triangle.

Plus the scent Bai Ying left in the jungle.

Lin Feng doesn't need to search at all; he just keeps moving forward.

He feels that he is getting closer and closer to Bai Ying.

Even a professionally trained wilderness survival expert, moving through the Amazon rainforest, is like dancing on the tip of a knife.

Bullet ants, poison dart frogs, water tiger fish, pythons, electric eels, toothpick fish, self‑exploding trees (sound boxes), jaguars……

These are nothing.

The worst part is the miasma that is everywhere.

It is a toxic gas formed from the decay of plants and animals, harmful to humans.

Elsewhere, forest mist is water vapor, but in this jungle, most of it is thick miasma.

Moreover, much of the miasma is colorless and odorless; by the time one feels dizzy, it's already too late.

Bai Ying is smart; her route rarely passes through those densely shaded areas where no light penetrates.

Most of her route is on high ground or near streams.

In these places the air flows quickly, so miasma does not accumulate.

After Lin Feng had tracked Bai Ying for six hours.

A small river several meters wide appeared before Lin Feng.

The river surface was calm, but the water was somewhat turbid.

On a big tree by the river hung a hand‑woven vine.

Lin Feng set down his backpack, took out a loop of rope, cut a segment, and hung it on the tree.

Then, using a swing‑like motion, he flung himself across the river.

By then the sky was almost dark.

If he could no longer catch up to Bai Ying, he would have to find a spot by the river to spend the night.

But after crossing the river, Lin Feng smelled a strong scent emanating from Bai Ying.

He then looked at the footprints left on the ground not long ago……

Lin Feng glanced around.

Then he walked along the riverbank for about a kilometer.

Behind a big tree, the pale‑faced Bai Ying lowered her gun.

Although Lin Feng's face was covered, seeing his eyebrows and eyes, she recognized him.

Lin Feng walked up to the big tree, looked at Bai Ying leaning against it, and let out a breath.

At last he had caught up to that woman.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Bai Ying, with her eyes closed, murmured.

"Of course it's not a hallucination."

Lin Feng frowned and said.

Lin Feng said, raising his hand to touch Bai Ying's forehead; it was very hot.

"My wound has become infected and suppurated……"

Bai Ying said this with her last strength, then her head lolled to the side and she lost consciousness.