86_86324 "Uncle Wang, how much gas do you have in that car?" "On the way back to the city, I asked as I passed by the highway service station.

"It's almost halfway there, and I can run two or three hundred kilometers." Uncle Wang said.

"Burn gasoline or diesel?"

"I guess it's gasoline."

"Go to the gas station." I say to Duan Ke.

The sedan drove into the gas station again, and sure enough, the SUV full of gas was still parked there.

"The electricity is gone, come here to refuel?" Uncle Wang looked out the window and asked me.

I didn't answer him, just opened the door and got out of the car and walked towards the buggy. There are quite a few Coke cans left in the trunk full of gasoline, and filling half of the tank is not a problem. Uncle Wang followed, and I pointed to the Coke cans with him, and he immediately understood what they were, and then unscrewed a can and sniffed it.

"This man is so bold, he uses plastic cans to fill oil, and he still holds so much." Uncle Wang said after screwing back the bottle cap.

"Is there anything wrong with that?" I asked him.

"I heard that when the oil is in the can, it can grind out electricity, and finally it can produce sparks, and when the gasoline touches the spark, it will ignite." Uncle Wang replied to me, counting the number of Coke cans as he spoke.

"Sounds a little dangerous," I said, looking at the coke cans, "so we don't want these?" ”

"Yes, why not." Uncle Wang immediately said, "Anyway, it won't be far, let's be careful." ”

"Then do you think these oils can be used, is it 93 or 97?" I asked, I hadn't paid much attention to it when I went to the gas station before, I only knew that there were these two types of oil.

"It's all the same." Uncle Wang said, and then bent down to pick up these can of Coke.

"Come, you go and ask your girlfriend to open the trunk, these things can't be wasted, we want them all."

A few minutes later, the remaining seven or eight cans of gasoline were loaded into the trunk by us. Duan Ke saw us loading dangerous items into the trunk and hurriedly stopped us. I explained to her in Uncle Wang's words, and she reluctantly agreed. After loading the gasoline, Duan Ke slowed down and drove out of the gas station slowly.

Along the way, we all focused on the trunk, and the fear really burned. But fortunately, when we got to the toll booth, nothing happened. Duan Ke breathed a long sigh of relief and turned off the car. We all got out of the car, each picked up a couple of bottles of gasoline, and headed back.

In order to avoid excessive bumps in the gasoline in our hands and increase the likelihood of accidents, we did not take that road full of cars anymore. Because walking on the roof of the car, you can't avoid stepping and jumping. There is a drainage ditch on the side of the road, although it is a little dirty, but it can be walked. The gutter is full of all kinds of garbage, but it looks relatively new, and it should have been left over from the traffic jam.

I had three cans of gasoline in my hand, and it was better for Uncle Wang not to explain to me, but after listening to his explanation, I felt that what I was holding in my hand was not gasoline, but a Coke bomb that could explode at any time. I held them carefully to my chest, for fear of giving them a spark.

It is difficult to walk in the gutter, with all kinds of small insects attached to the household garbage, and rats shuttling in it. However, today Duan Kebiao was not too scared, maybe like me, he focused his attention on the Coke can.

By the time we walked back to the pickup truck, it was forty minutes later. We carefully put the gasoline on the ground, but luckily, there were no accidents along the way. Duan Ke and I were tired of walking, so we sat on the ground in the pickup truck to rest. Uncle Wang opened the gas port of the car, carefully unscrewed a bottle of gasoline, and poured it in.

"If the oil in the car is different from this oil, is it okay to mix it?" Duan Ke asked Uncle Wang.

"It's okay," Uncle Wang said with a smile, "this car is not squeamish." ”

After filling up the gas, we went back to the car. Uncle Wang asked me again for a traffic map, and he looked at it for a while, then started the car. The pickup truck didn't go far, so Uncle Wang stopped next to a grocery store with a wide open door and got out of the car alone.

"I'll go get some cigarettes, and if you're hungry, you can come." Uncle Wang said without looking back.

After listening to the words, Duan Ke gave me a look. I understood what she meant and knew that she was hungry, so I followed Uncle Wang out of the car. Across the street, Uncle Wang and I walked into the grocery store. There was a dead man lying on the cash register in the store, but Uncle Wang was not taboo at all, and walked around the corpse to the glass cabinet where cigarettes were sold. Uncle Wang looked at the cigarettes in the cabinet, perhaps because he thought it was more troublesome to take them one by one, so he squatted down and smoked two Chinese cigarettes under the container.

Big deal, I looked at the bright red packaging of Chinese cigarettes and thought to myself. Since we have lost something, we have to compensate ourselves with the best material life, and Uncle Wang must think the same in his heart.

This grocery store is not too big and only offers the basic items you need for life. I endured the rancid smell wafting inside, picked out some bags of food and drink, and took them back.

Uncle Wang returned to the car, couldn't wait to tear open the cigarette package, lit one and smoked it. When I was about to light a cigarette, Duan Ke immediately punched me in the chest, and I looked at her frowning brow, and then I remembered that she was very disgusted with smoking in the car. I had to dispel this idea, but she didn't express her opinion on Uncle Wang, maybe in front of the life-saving benefactor, you always have to suppress some of your thoughts.

The pickup truck turned left and right in the intricate urban arterial roads, and after dozens of minutes, it was almost out of the city. I saw that the quality of the road outside the car window was not as good as that in the urban area, and there were often potholes or cracks, which looked like a national highway, so I asked Uncle Wang: "Uncle Wang, is this National Highway 318?" ”

In recent years, National Highway 318 has become very popular on the Internet and has become a dream place for many people. It is said that this national highway is rated as a scenic avenue in China because it traverses China and crosses many longitudes and allows you to see many different natural landscapes. Another reason is that this national highway runs from Shanghai in the east to Tibet in the west, and Tibet is a place where many young people dream of it.

I wasn't very interested in any of them, but I was a little excited to see the many amazing scenery for a free tour.

"Of course not, you have to drive for hours to get to National Highway 318." Uncle Wang said, "Now this road is National Highway 319. ”

"Oh." I said disappointedly. The thought of driving for a few more hours made my heart burn a lot less enthusiastic. But there was no sign of traffic jams on the road, so I should be thankful.

Long life short said, pickup trucks unimpeded on the 319 National Highway, passing by many villages and towns along the way. After a simple no-calorie lunch in the car, the sunlight shining in the window made people sleepy, and Duan Ke and I fell asleep. By the time we woke up, the sun was setting outside.

I looked at my watch, and it was past four o'clock. I looked out of the car, the road was empty, and there was still no sign of traffic jams. But it seems that we are not far from the city, there are no villages or small towns outside, only high mountains and rushing rivers, and the roads are much narrower than when they left the city.

The pickup truck walked through a tunnel, and it was pitch black. Uncle Wang slowed down the car and turned on the headlights.

Duan Cheng was on my shoulder, still sleeping, I closed my eyes and asked Uncle Wang in a low voice, "Where have we been?" ”

"I haven't reached the halfway point yet," Uncle Wang said after a long time, "I should be able to get up to 318 tomorrow." ”

"Out of this tunnel, we're going to have to find a place to live." He continued.

In a matter of minutes, the pickup truck was passing through the tunnel, and the surroundings were brightly lit. Not far from the tunnel, some villages appeared on the side of the road.

"Can these live?" I asked Uncle Wang.

"As long as it's a house." Uncle Wang looked at the houses and said, "Go a little further ahead and see if there's anything better." ”

Finally, the pickup truck stopped at a roadside restaurant. It looks like a bazaar, with buildings built side by side along the road. At this time, it was already dark, I woke up Duan Ke and followed Uncle Wang out of the car. As soon as I got out of the car, the rancid smell that had disappeared all afternoon wafted into my nose again, but it was much lighter than in the city.

After walking through this small market, the three of them finally fell in love with a humble hotel. I was finally able to sleep in bed once, and I rejoiced in my heart. As soon as Uncle Wang pushed open the glass door, a dog barked suddenly sounded behind us.

A dog barks after a pack of dogs barks. I was startled by the sudden barking and turned around to see five or six dogs coming out of the restaurant across the street, barking at us. I saw that some of the dogs in the group were larger, and it would be a big problem to bite us.

"What should I do?" I asked hurriedly. When I saw these wild dogs with baring fangs, I remembered the picture of dogs eating corpses I saw before, and my tone was a little panicked.

"You shoot a shot, and the gunshots of five or six strokes are a little louder." Uncle Wang said to me calmly.

yes, I forgot that I was carrying a gun. Thinking about this makes me feel a lot more relieved. It doesn't matter if you're a local dog or a Tibetan mastiff, I don't have long eyes on this gun.

I hurriedly grabbed the gun I was carrying, pulled a bolt and loaded it, then raised my hands in five or six strokes and fired a shot into the sky. The sound of the gun immediately drowned out the barking of the dogs, and the dogs that were approaching us were immediately frightened by the sound and ran away with their tails between their legs.

I looked at the fleeing dogs and laughed contemptuously, feeling a sense of conquest in my heart.

"Remember to unload the safe." Uncle Wang admonished me, then pushed open the glass door and walked into the hotel