Use a lighter to burn the wire and melt holes in the plastic panel.

Then pull the wire out of the panel, go through the hole, tie the shoes, and also tie the calf, making sure it doesn't fall off.

Having participated in many summer camps and field training for the Scouts, Zhang Xiaokai knew some simple skills, but he couldn't find his way in this snowy forest.

Every time he saw the footprints of animals on the ground, only the pistol in the pocket of his clothes could give him courage.

It's the first time in my life that I've touched a gun, and I've seen my father hunt beforehand.

As a salesperson for a biogas plant manufacturer, Zhang Xiaokai's father is inevitably away from the city on weekdays, dealing with the owners of farms and ranches, selling biogas products, so that there are more opportunities for hunting.

At first, I couldn't grasp my balance well, and I fell twice in a row.

The valley in the middle of the mountains, because the forest is dense enough and covered with snow, you can't see anything at all, and you don't know where to go.

After falling at this moment, he stood up, patted the snow off his coat, and looked behind him.

Through the snow curtain, I only vaguely saw a raised thing, and the good driver uncle was now sleeping in it.

Without marking, Zhang Xiaokai was carrying a heavy schoolbag and was climbing up the hillside.

"If you stand on a high place, you can see farther, and if you climb up, you can find the rest of the plane, and you will definitely find ......"

Walking in the snow is too physically exhausting, and his physical strength is not enough, at this moment it is the will of his parents to support him, step by step to the hillside, when he encounters a steep place, he feels that he can't go around, so he uses both hands and feet.

Stimulated by this snowy wilderness and the experience of the previous two days, only by talking to himself can Zhang Xiaokai feel that he is not so lonely.

With hope in his heart, carrying a heavy package, there was a white mist coming out of his face wrapped in cloth, which was his rough breath.

Yesterday he found out that wrapping his face in a cloth makes the air not too cold when he breathes.

It was nearly minus 30 degrees, and the ill-fitting black coat was worn on Zhang Xiaokai's body, and there was frost on the outside.

More than an hour passed, and only about 300 meters were gone.

When I looked back, I couldn't see the nose of the plane, and of course, when I looked into the distance, my vision was blocked by tall trees, and I couldn't see where the remaining half of the plane was.

The physical exertion was too great, and I had to rest in place.

Grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, his originally fair little face had long been frostbitten, and he didn't feel any pain, only when he pressed it, he felt a little sense, and the frost also hung on his eyebrows and eyelashes.

Look up at the sky.

Between the treetops, a dark sky was revealed, and the snow seemed to be starting to lighten, but the wind was stronger, and it blew like a knife on the body.

Finally, I was willing to throw away the game console, my clothes, and the half bottle of frozen mineral water.

The wine was also frozen, and I was going to throw it away, but after thinking about it, I stuffed it back into my bag.

After throwing away a copy of "The Old Man and the Sea", Zhang Xiaokai looked at the cover of the book, and wanted to laugh for the first time.

"This time, the teacher and my mother will definitely not urge me to write my reading notes. ”

He smiled and thought to himself, for a child who was not deeply involved and was in a desperate situation, this was indeed a rare good thing.

In fact, I have already read most of the book.

When I read the book, I thought that the old man was quite pitiful, but now that I think about it, it is nothing compared to my current situation.

After all, if he wanted to let go, the old man could abandon the big fish at any time, and he was in a desperate situation with no one to help, and he could die at any time like an airplane pilot, without giving him a chance to cut the fishing line.

Zhang Xiaokai didn't realize that this is what adults often call growth.

He just suddenly felt that the old man in the book who wanted to take the fish back and sell it seemed to be less pitiful......

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People are more inclined to think when they are alone.

When he cleaned up his backpack and threw away all the things he didn't use, Zhang Xiaokai was shocked to realize that he had forgotten one thing!

I forgot to leave a note at the nose of the plane to tell my parents, who might come to me at any time, which direction I was heading now, and I was anxious about it.

Looking ahead and backwards, I didn't know whether I should continue to go up, my eyebrows were furrowed, and I stood there with my back against the pine tree that was used to keep out the wind, looking up and down.

There are even more painful memories.

Many of the things he had been concerned about before suddenly became less important.

Once, Zhang Xiaokai hated his mother's salad, and eating vegetables alone made him feel like a rabbit.

Now he misses that taste so much, it's sweet and refreshing.

Once, he also hated his father running around, and often stayed away from home to accompany him.

Even if you don't meet now, just know where the other party is, Zhang Xiaokai will be very content.

In the past two days, many details that I didn't care about before have become extremely clear, just like my father will bring gifts to myself every time I go out, just like my mother will always send me on the school bus before going to school, and then smile and wave to the car window.

He didn't care much about it, but it could prick his nerves hard, and he was so flustered that he burst into tears.

"Dad!Mom!I'm Xiaokai!I'm here!Who can hear me!!"

After shouting, he gasped for breath and kept coughing after choking on the cold wind.

He took off his hat and pricked up his ears, hoping to hear a reply, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything but the wind.

Not wanting to walk again, he chose a compromise and built a simple arrow with a game console, a water bottle, a book, and a pair of pants under the roots of a tree with less snow.

Then I was relieved and continued on the road, thinking that it would be good if the rescue team brought the dog over, and the dog could catch up with him.

After thinking about it, I found that when there was a disaster in the movie or TV series, the rescue team would bring the dog, and I felt that this time would be no exception, so I felt more at ease and picked a good route to continue going up the mountain.

Hungry to grunt, finally regretted that he shouldn't have eaten all the biscuits, along the way when he met a pine tower that had not fallen on the ground, he would always take it off and take a look, he really found a few pine nuts, so bitter that his tongue was numb.

He was not hungry enough to eat, so he was busy on the road, and no longer continued to look for pine nuts, and occasionally saw some birds, eager to shoot them down.

But Zhang Xiaokai is not confident in his marksmanship, and in addition, he also thinks that it is too cost-effective to use such a few bullets to hit birds, at least it should be a slightly larger prey.

The snow is still falling, but it's much lighter.

The most annoying thing is the wind, which will blow the snow off the treetops and hit Zhang Xiaokai's head from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, the trees gradually thinned out, and finally he saw the top of the hill with only snow and scattered shrubs, and a small hill more than 300 meters high, which took him nearly five hours, during which he rested six or seven times, and finally had to rest for a while before he had gone far.

It was obviously very cold, but he was so hot that he was covered in sweat, and he felt very cool when he lifted his clothes and let the cold wind pour in......