They traveled for another thirty minutes before they found the first crash site where the airplane split in half. Marx rummaged through the wreckage. He found two more emergency kits which he stuffed in another backpack. He also salvaged four blankets and two rolls of toilet paper without cores. Marx was never been too happy to find such lowly objects as toilet paper becoming his most luxurious item.
He checked the drawer where he found the gun and sure enough there were extra bullets encased in an aluminum container. He stuffed it inside his backpack.
"These are the useful items we can carry." He said briefly. Aryana took the big backpack from him and passed it to Kong.
"You look cool, old man." Amaya made a sound similar to an ape and Kong jumped and down and clapped his hands.
Marx looked at Amaya strangely. "Can you communicate with them?" He finally asked.
"Of course! They are my friends and I grew up with them." She replied.
