Through the telescope, Zhang Xiaoqiang observed that the food of bats is a kind of big ants. The smallest of these ants is the size of their thumb. They live in the dry trees. Bats grasp the trunk and touch the dry bark with their small horns. They suddenly stop and feel something. Then they slowly climb to a certain part of the trunk, The claws on their meat wings are very deformed. Only a long claw blade protrudes from the top of their wings. The dark brown claw blade is quite large relative to the size of bats, almost one third of their body length.
The claw blade is long and thin, with a big arc. It looks extremely sharp. The long and sharp claw blade rotates on the tree trunk and cuts tofu. Generally, it digs out a big hole in the tree trunk. In the center of the tree, a small hole with thick thumb is distributed on it. Then the claw blade goes in and hooks the big ants, hanging upside down on the branch to chew.
A bat is full after eating three big ants. Then it releases the tree trunk and flies away in the process of falling. Half an hour later, there is no bat in the sky, leaving only Zhang Xiaoqiang and meow, who are looking at the helicopter.
Quietly calculating the time at this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang estimated that at about 4 p.m., that is to say, these bats came out because they were looking for food. After eating, they went back to sleep. They were just unlucky. When they were disturbed when they were looking for food, they were attacked. Just now, hundreds of bats were stirred into the propeller and died, The living bats didn't think of revenge, they just looked for food. Obviously, the habits of these bats are the same as before, the only difference is that they are more aggressive.
Mutated bats, mutated ants, new images, new hunting methods, new food chains. Obviously, the nature of the last days is no longer what Zhang Xiaoqiang knows. The research achievements of numerous biologists and zoologists before are no longer suitable for today.
"Let's go... Look at the plane and see what we have left."
Zhang Xiaoqiang cheered up and twisted his collar to walk towards the plane. The image of the plane was extremely sad. The slender and beautiful fuselage was broken into two parts. The cabin was generally intact, but a heavy smell of oil rushed into his nose. Under the fuselage, the dry and cracked pond was soaked by the leaking aviation kerosene, and the slender propeller was askew to one side.
"Alas!!! I'll be lucky if I get it, but I'll be lucky if I lose it. "
Looking at the broken plane, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of emotion. After three seconds of silence for his first plane, he climbed on the plane and searched in the cockpit.
After searching for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang found a kettle full of water, a leather jacket, some small jacket, obviously meow's, and a small bag of meow's. He just wanted to open it to see what was in it, but meow snatched it away. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang angrily, as if there were some important secrets in it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang shrugged his shoulders indifferently and continued to search. It was not big in the cockpit. After looking for it for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't see anything else. He picked up the communicator, and Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to call. There was no sound for a long time, so he kicked the fuselage.
I don't know where the kick went. When did the light go out flicker, and then the messenger sent intermittent calls:
"Brother cockroach... Did you hear me, brother cockroach... Did you hear me..."
It's Huang Tingwei who is calling. When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard Huang Tingwei's anxiety in his voice, he was somewhat comforted. Look, There are still people under him who care about him.
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