Chapter 922 Take off! Falling.
Heta held a small list in his hand and carefully compared and checked the equipment, items and props on his body.
The clothes she wears are travel clothes made of fierce jackal leather and strong and wear-resistant fabrics. They are uniformly distributed by the investigation team and can be modified at will according to personal preferences and needs.
Herta, for example, dyed her outfit a dark green that makes it easy to hide in the forest, and it goes well with her calm temperament.
The carefully tanned ferocious jackal skin is pliable and elastic, flexible and light. It does not affect movement and can also provide the most basic defense capabilities.
At least, walking among the sharp-edged grass leaves and shrubs will prevent you from being cut, and you can also resist the minions of small monsters to a certain extent.
Of course, it cannot be compared with the hunter's armor, but its advantages in various aspects make this kind of clothing very popular among the investigation team, and it has become the standard casual clothing of the investigation team.
Fortunately, there are so many ferocious jackal dragons in the ancient tree forest that you can't catch them all, otherwise there won't be enough leather.
"The projector inspection is completed, first aid kit, telescope, water bag, dry food, flares. And the most important notebook and pen and ink, very good."
Herta said to herself, After finally confirming that the buckle of the huge notebook hanging behind her waist was strong enough, she nodded with satisfaction.
Gale hugged her shoulder carelessly, "Have you checked this several times, are you so confused? Don't worry! My sister promises to bring you back safely, and not a single hair will be missing!"
Herta ignored her and straightened the strap of her notebook.
Xuanxuan said seriously: "It is very important to be well prepared for field operations, Teacher Gale."
Gail's eyes twitched, and he pulled Xuanxu over and kneaded her. "Old teacher, don't you know the importance of preparation? We are just telling Herta not to be nervous!
You little guy, you actually educated me? My sister was crawling around in the wild When you
Okay, I admit that you have more experience in the wild. Nima, I almost forgot that you are a native of Shuhai. I am afraid that you can hold on to the rattan and swing on the swing at the age of two. "
Xuanxu shook her head, "That kind of thing requires at least a six or seven-year-old to say that it is too small to grasp. "
"No need to answer so seriously! Gale flicked Xue Xue's forehead angrily, "By the way, what was I doing when I was six or seven years old?" Fighting with other street kids for food? "
Hertha: "."
Gale will occasionally say very serious words in this indifferent tone.
Listening to the chirping of the three young girls, Mecca, the dragon-human hunter who is twice as old as the three of them combined, sighed.
"If you are ready, let's go. The other groups have been leaving for a while."
"Okay!" Gale twisted his waist, "Let's walk!"
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The three of Gale were just about to take a step forward and set foot on the road leading outside the stronghold, when they saw Mecca blowing a whistle.
A winged dragon flew out of the dragon nest in the stronghold, fluttering its wings and passing over the heads of the dragon-human hunters.
Mecca raised his hand and launched the hook lock, hanging himself on one of the pterosaur's claws and flying into the air.
"**! Are you going to fly when you come up?!" Gale cursed, but he didn't show any fear. He also blew the whistle and summoned the pterodactyl.
Xuanxuan was even more excited. She had always wanted to fly, and she didn't know if it was affected by the parasitic butterfly beetle.
Herta, who rarely participated in outdoor activities in the past, was a little nervous. Looking at her companions taking off one after another, she took a deep breath and said, "You have to take the first step."
Tighten your shot. The trainee editor also blew the whistle to call the pterosaur.
A strong gust of wind hit, and the Winged Dragon, which was already flying crookedly, screamed strangely and fell.
“*!” Gordon yelled, “Hold on tight to the pork chop! The plane is about to crash!”
“Meow——!” The pork chop was tightly grasped on Gordon’s back. Scream.
It regrets it very much. In short, it regrets it very much.
Why pick on Gordon
The pterosaur above them is already one of the strongest individuals they have selected in the dragon shed at Star Stronghold, and its strength is indeed worthy of its size.
Drawing the heavily armed Gordon and the equally well-armed one, it can still take off with a load of two to three hundred kilograms. It can only be said that this pterosaur has worked very hard.
Unfortunately, it cannot last.
It was fine at first, but not long after, the pterodactyl's breathing became heavier and heavier, its posture became more and more unstable, and it would fall down from time to time.
The strong wind just now destroyed its already messy flying posture, and it inevitably fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the Winged Dragon also knew that if this continued, they would all fall to death, so they flapped their wings as hard as they could, and finally managed not to fall to the ground.
Gordon and Pork Chop were not injured after suffering a soft landing.
Before the one man and one cat who escaped could breathe a sigh of relief, the pterosaur struggled to get rid of the rope and flew away with a "quacking" cry.
It decided that even if it starved to death, it would never answer the whistle call of this unlucky hunter again!
Gordon and Pork Chop looked at each other.
"Ah this." Looking at the giant trees surrounding him that blocked the sky and the sun, Gordon felt a little numb.
Zhupa looked at him sideways, "We were flying a little far away just now. Hayata and the others probably didn't notice our crash immediately. The vegetation here is too lush, so they couldn't find us in the air.
Gordon, should you lose weight? "I'm so fat."
Gordon patted his rock-solid belly and pouted, "I don't have much fat to lose. Now is not the time to talk about this.
Find a way to let them know we’re okay.”
Imagine that Hayata and the others were flying, and when they looked back and saw that someone was missing, they must have felt quite frightened.
“Send a flare, meow.”
Gordon sighed, “That’s the only way it can be.”
Pork Chop took out a flare from his bag and crawled quickly He climbed up a big tree next to him and fired the flare from the treetop.
“Whoops——!”
A green light bloomed in the sky, which was a "safe" signal.
Soon, there was a response in the air in the distance. It was a yellow signal flare used to mark the position.
Pigpa looked over there for a while, checked his position, and then slid down the branches and trunk.
"They already know about meow. I also saw the giant tree meow that the commander-in-chief mentioned. It's really super, super, super big meow!" Pig Chop waved his paws and gestured.
“The map shows that the camp is right over the giant tree, and their flares also light up in that direction, which should mean the camp is converging.”
Gordon nodded. This method of gathering at the same place is obviously more efficient than running around like headless flies in an ancient forest with extremely poor visibility.
"How far is the ancient giant tree from here?" Gordon asked.
"The straight-line distance is about five or six kilometers."
Gordon said "hmm" and moved his limbs, "Fortunately, it's not too far. Let's go and try to get two Arrive within the hour.”
“Gordon, meow.” Zhupa stopped Gordon with complicated eyes.
"What?"
"You'd better not fly on a pterosaur in the future, meow, or let's find a way to find out if there are any flying creatures that are larger than a pterosaur and have a stronger load capacity, meow. .
Otherwise we may not know which day it will be. I fell to death."
".Okay."
Ps. From the perspective of the game plot, the stars feel like they are right next to the giant tree, so I would make the distance farther away. It has to be like the park at the entrance (end of chapter)