Chapter 90: Another joint hunt in the wetlands (3)

We took a short break at noon and continued to hunt giant frogs in groups in the afternoon.

Ye Na didn't play games like she did in the morning. She took out an off-road vehicle from the space and replaced it with a tracked vehicle. A logistics team member taught her how to drive.

It must be said that she had some talent in mechanical operation. After practicing for an afternoon, she could drive in a straight line normally. When someone on the intercom called her to collect a giant frog near evening, she drove there by herself. The person who taught her how to drive sat in the passenger seat and watched her stop the car steadily without running over anyone.

The remains of the giant frog were still stored in the space, and the internal organs were put into multiple cages and sunk underwater.

When everyone got in the car and prepared to return to the camp, the walkie-talkie rang again, calling Ye Na to collect the bird.

A carload of people rushed to the place where the bird net was set up and saw a battlefield where a man and a bird were fighting.

The purpose of setting up a bird net is to catch live birds. Catching live animals is a difficult task, but for scientific research, as long as a new animal is discovered, some specimens must be captured.

In fact, we should have brought back a few alive those water snakes, but snakes are much more dangerous than water birds. What if all the researchers were killed?

But none of these wild water birds were docile. Each one was full of wildness. After being caught in the net, they struggled desperately, leaving their bodies covered in blood.

The soldiers wore protective gear to catch the birds, and they were pecked so hard even through their thick protective gloves. Their long legs, which were suitable for walking in wetlands, could kick people quite hard, and their large wings could slap people in the face like slapping them, making loud slapping sounds.

Fortunately, the soldiers' protection was strong this time, so their bodies were not torn apart, but their faces were a little swollen.

As soon as Ye Na arrived, he took out several large iron cages.

First, the birds were classified according to their feathers, and the birds of the same kind were put into one cage without being crammed in so tightly that they left some space for movement.

Then I saw the birds in the cages fighting with each other, their feathers flying and their voices squeaking.

Sometimes there is only one bird, and it is put in a cage. As a result, it keeps hitting the cage to commit suicide, and finally dies.

The entire process was specially filmed.

"These videos explain why so many animals die when they are caught alive." The team members patted the cameras fixed on their shoulders and said, "We have to take this mission to capture living animals."

Ye Na nodded repeatedly, with an expression of humility and willingness to learn, and decided to buy it when she got back.

Even if you are not on a mission to capture living creatures, it is never a bad idea to always have a camera with you.

Humans did not intervene in the various fighting and suicidal behaviors of water birds. The large cage was fixed on the roof of the car, the bird net was re-baited, and Ye Na took out an off-road vehicle and returned to the camp together.

Back at the camp, the bird cages were unloaded in a corner of the camp. Yenne sprinkled a wave of spores on them to stabilize their vitality and prevent them from dying on the way.

Don’t feed or water them that day, wait until tomorrow to prevent them from fighting after they are full.

After having dinner before dark, when those who were not on guard were preparing to rest, there was a sudden noisy sound of birds chirping from the sky, followed by waves of foul odors spreading over people's heads.

"Bird shit attack!" Ye Nai, who is experienced, shouted, "Go back to the tent!"

Everyone ran into their tents as fast as they could, took out gas masks from their personal luggage and put them on, just in case there were any unknown ingredients in the pervasive disgusting stench that might cause allergies or other discomfort.

Everyone's intercom was buzzing and everyone was talking.

"What is this? Revenge of the birds? Are the water birds here so united?" "Fortunately, we pulled up the net in advance."

Bright lights like searchlights shone from several tents, sweeping across the grounds of the camp.

"I just swept the ground and there's no bird droppings. I hope they all fell into the net."

"We have three layers of nets, which should be able to catch most of them."

"I can't see clearly at night, let's wait until tomorrow morning."

"Do you know how it feels to have my tractor covered in bird shit? I spent a whole day washing the car, and all the money I earned was for the water." Ye Nai couldn't help but complain.

There was laughter on the intercom.

The bird droppings attack lasted only five or six minutes before it ended, but the stench lingered for a long time, so everyone had to zip up the tent and sleep with masks on.

There was no way to keep watch all night, and finally the Earth Team members built a solid earth wall around the camp and were able to get through the night.

The only one who slept well was Yenna.

She took off her gas mask, the energy in her body began to circulate rapidly, and her nasal cavity was filled with mycelium, filtering the foul-smelling air for her. Every breath she breathed was clean.

After daybreak, everyone checked the damage and were pleasantly surprised to find that there was very little bird droppings on the ground and on the tents. Most of them were blocked by the three-layer protective net above the camp.

Of course, these three layers of nets are no longer needed.

Everyone quickly dismantled the nets, rolled them into a large ball, and the logistics team collected them in a space, took them to a downwind location, and set them on fire.

Ye Na took out three more worn-out nets from the space and laid out three layers of protective nets again.

It's a waste recycling, there are plenty of broken nets.

After cleaning up the scattered drops of bird droppings in the camp, the air finally became better. The only place where there was still a bad smell was in the corner where the bird cage was placed yesterday. However, that place was downwind of the camp and you wouldn't smell it unless you went to feed and water the bird.

The water birds that had been locked up for a night were now drooping. The soldiers carefully took out the dead birds from the cages, put down the food and water bowls, and covered them with a piece of torn net stacked in several layers. There was a little light but not much, mainly for ventilation. The rainproof cloth was thick and heavy, and once the cage was covered, all the air was lost.

After breakfast, everyone divided into groups and went to the waterside to pull up the shrimp cages that had been set yesterday and handed them to Ye Nai, and then went hunting and took out the internal organs for bait.

Ye Na continued to practice driving. In this unobstructed and boundless place, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and started racing his tracked car.

The logistics team member who taught her to drive firmly believed that Ye Nai was addicted to speeding, but this spirit of not fearing death while driving is also an advantage. For example, when there is a need to escape, save lives, or pursue, a driver who can speed can save a lot of time.

The days passed slowly, and more and more prey were caught.

The giant frog has always been our main target. After catching it for a few days, we can basically confirm that this kind of frog is indeed not the type that hibernates and does not move. Although it sleeps, it will come out to find food when it is hungry.

It's easy to kill it as long as you don't let it jump. Two quadruple multi-barreled cannons can kill one. But once it moves, its speed is very fast and the jumping distance can reach hundreds of meters. It can escape the range of the multi-barreled cannon in just two or three jumps.

The anti-aircraft guns used to defend against birds of prey ultimately had to fire flat on the giant frogs. As long as they hit the target, one shot would be enough.

They stayed there for nearly ten days, and more than half of the shells were used up. The giant frogs in this area suffered a devastating disaster. They found all the ones they could find and killed them with one shot. They killed more than ninety of them. If they wanted to kill more, they would have to change camp.