Buck did not continue to stay in the cave to watch the gold. When several of the hostages stood up, they were so weak that they were shaking. Buck had to take out a pack of caffeine gum and a bottle of vitamin pills from the medical bag, give two pills one by one, and hand over his bottle of kettle with electrolyte effervescent tablets. Each person took a sip and took the pills.

The biggest consequence of long-term detention is that the nutrition is unbalanced and the physical functions are greatly damaged. This is also the secret of the detainees. Only those who hostage prisoners can barely eat them to maintain their lives, but they cannot have any nutrition. After problems such as night blindness appear, the human body is so weak that it cannot escape at all, and it is much easier to guard.

However, the tropical area is at least rich in resources, and these people don’t snatch kettles and drink them all the time, but they slowly took a few more steps. The nourishing nutritional supplements used for long-distance marches or when they are tired still play a role. The things that have not been eaten for a long time have also been psychologically relieved. The hostages can barely walk down the hillside by themselves. Although they slipped and fell several times along the way, Buck just reached out to support them, and did not pull them back. These people are physically recovering. The difficulty is the psychology, and that is not his scope.

As this large group of people walked down, some Sulu warriors also came. Buck waved his hand and didn't stop them from bowing respectfully. Buck didn't allow the hammer with a particularly prominent appearance and body to come over. He asked the hyena to take on this matter, and whispered in his ear: "These people were sent to the beach, and then sent back to your ship, ready to withdraw. This time he would definitely make money and not lose money!"

The hyena nodded happily and asked someone to come and help.

The soldiers who packed the corpse came to Buck in a bit disappointed and reported to him that they had only found a few gold and silver jewelry on the corpse, but dozens of guns were collected. Buck smiled and explained that extreme sects do not allow men to wear jewelry, so they should get the gun bullets away first, and these things will be brought back to their ship.

In the headphones, the local language of Sulu warriors, searching for islands and guarding against the situation on the island, they were very busy. Buck looked like a master, and he swayed towards the Tuwu. Several hostages wanted to follow him from afar. They probably kept their eyes on him. At this moment, they were simply relying on them as big birds that were seen from the shell, and were pulled back by hyena and others.

Occasionally, a few women and children, and even babies can be found in the dirt house. The Sulu warriors have to emphasize this. Just throw people out of the door and squeeze them into a bunch, and they don’t threaten them. Anyway, they just look for anything that may be valuable in each dirt house. According to Buck’s previous idea, since he has come to do something, he has to make some money back. Now it seems that he doesn’t have to worry about this problem at all.

The Sulu warriors were obviously also informing the master of his movements. As soon as Buck came over, Magron jumped out to report: "I didn't find anything valuable. Several mobile phones are very old models. Should I throw them away?" While saying that, he held the phone in his hand, Buck noticed that he had a knife in his hand and reached out to take it over: "Where did this? Where did you find it?"

Magron was very surprised: "Ah? This one? It's so dirty... I ask, some of them just came out of the mountains and picked up everything they saw!" He thought Buck was blaming him for picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.

But Buck slowly shook his head: "This is an important thing..." He reached out and opened the light on the left side of the helmet, which was probably a little longer than a slap. The curved scabbard is a combination of wood and leather, which is very old. Then there is a little silver jewelry on the hilt of the knife. Maybe the only thing that looks valuable is this. It seems that Magron was holding it before and was about to ask someone to pry off this silver jewelry!

A few people were gathered around Magron, and after a few words, he pointed to Buck a dirt house: "Then, it should be the largest house...it has been checked."

Buck nodded: "You guys go ahead, Magron and go and have a look with me."

He didn't need to explain to Magron. He had seen this kind of knife. This kind of knife style should never be a knife style that appeared in a village next to Borneo Island in Southeast Asia. The ethnic-style knife in this area would not be so short. This is a standard Arabic style knife style. Although the silver carvings on it are rough, they clearly show the banner of "IS"!

In the Kurdish area, Buck helped Gulisa's tribesmen to defeat the IS army. He collected a lot of souvenirs as if he was greedy. Among them, the most authentic IS army tough members had such a knife on them. Daisy said that those brutal IS army members used this thing to cut their heads, so Buck was very impressed!

Since it is impossible for those hostages to be left behind, it can only show that the Free Elders Group, which is thousands of miles away, has something to do with the IS army. Buck is more interested than seeing the pile of gold.

The two dirt houses in the front and back are wider than most of the rooms here, and they are relatively clean. They are covered with bamboo boards and wooden frames to prevent the ground from getting damp directly on the ground. There are a few blankets outside against the wall, which can be obviously used for many people to sit and discuss matters. Perhaps it is a place where elders and leaders gather. The slightly higher steps inside should be a bedroom with two beds, but the most obvious feeling of Buck is the messy paper!

He picked up a piece of it, which was full of Arabic and ordinary English. But Barkdo looked at it and found that those English were familiar, but in fact they were somewhat plausible. He knew that it was Malay and had some headaches. Magron was careful: "I can only speak some English and can't understand the words. The other soldiers didn't even know much about it, so... so we didn't care about these pieces of paper."

Buck was helpless, but he didn't scold him: "Sometimes the documents are more important than money..., so you can ask a few more people to help me collect all the papers in this room, and then arrange to send the hostages onto the boat immediately, and we must also evacuate the island as soon as possible..." Seeing Magron who was about to rush out, Buck called him again: "In addition... to go to a few of the most loyal people, Gru and the others went to the cave on the top of the mountain to help those people deliver the bags onto the boat, so that they could wrap the gold inside, and never expose it."

Magron ran out like a flying flew. Buck began to squat on the ground and slowly picked up the scattered pieces of paper. He could still see that some were scriptures and some were letters. In this case, Buck began to quickly sort them out. Most of the scriptures written in bilingual languages ​​were received, handwriting, computer prints or notepads, and when a few more soldiers came in to help, the efficiency was much faster.

Buck had no choice but to take these things back for Xiang Wan to see. He was not the one who really treated him as a master and stood there to watch the soldiers clean up, and he also bowed and tidied up.

But it was like this that half-squatting and half-kneeling on the ground to look for things that Buck finally saw something in the gap between the higher hanging floor in this bedroom!

The two soldiers came over immediately and raised the higher steps together. The light on Buck's helmet clearly illuminated the document that looked like a parchment roll, and there was a strap tied in the middle.

Of course, Buck opened it carefully, and it was densely packed with Arabic...

Even Xiang Wan, a student of the Three Goods, can’t understand such a heavenly book?
Chapter completed!