1. A night of terror in the primeval forest

It was all dark, and the forest was pitch black. Zhao Xiaochun felt that something was squirming at the base of her thigh, and when she reached out and touched it, a soft thing the size of a child's fist was nailed to her thigh, and she saw clearly that a locust the size of a thumb was sucking her blood. She muttered and threw the locust out more than ten meters away. She shook her robe and put it back on, curled up on it. Although she was already very sleepy, she still couldn't sleep, she looked around vigilantly, the surroundings were hazy, only the sound of "huh", mixed with the calls of several insects, and occasionally a few frog calls, the frog calls echoed even deeper, creepy. She shivered a few times, and the irresistible drowsiness hit, and she slowly fell asleep.

Zhao Xiaochun had a complete dream, she dreamed that she and her brother were catching fish by the stream. There were several large willow trees growing by the stream, and the branches were swaying, like a bride's hair flicking beautifully. The sun is so big, looking up at the sun, my eyes are also a little burning, but fortunately it is very cool under the willow tree, and the fish also go to the willow tree to enjoy the cool, and the baby fish is as cute as a baby. My brother caught baby fish, he only caught fat silver carp, caught it back and stewed it with tender bamboo shoots, which was delicious.

After a while, my brother caught a three-pound silver carp, Zhao Xiaochun pressed the fish head, and the fish tail flicked on her round little face, itchy. She pressed the head of the fish vigorously and said, "Look at how long you throw, and then go home in a while and let you be the companion of the bamboo shoots, hehehehe." My brother's clothes were wet, and he was shirtless drying on the branches, and he was afraid that he would go home later and be spanked by his mother, and he would not go home until his clothes were dry.

An evil young man from a neighboring village said, "Let you catch fish, this stream is our family's", and the elder brother also said: "The stream fell from the sky and fell on the mountain, and was left along the mountain col." The evil young man was unreasonable and said: "The mountain was bought by their family, and the water flowing down from the mountain is of course our family's nag." After saying that, he grabbed the fish with his hands, and pulled the corner of Zhao Xiaochun's clothes to play hooligan, and his brother was indignant and beat the evil young man with a punch until his nose was bleeding.

After a while, I dreamed that his mother wanted her to marry her brother in the church, how could my brother get married, I was very anxious, my brother was bold, and he took off the groom's clothes and slipped away

When I was in a daze, I heard the screaming of a wolf, and for a while I didn't know what was going on in the road. Zhao Xiaochun hadn't slept enough, and walked over dizzily, only to hear a bearded man who looked like a squad leader say: "Tell everyone that there are wolves, and you have to act collectively, but you don't listen." It turned out that the little soldier got up in the middle of the night to pee, only ten meters away from the place where he slew, was bitten by a wolf and cut his throat, took away a hand and a leg, and when others went to the rescue, the little soldier had already died, and there was blood everywhere on the stones next to him, and there were five or six wolves staring at them with green eyes. In fact, the wolf had been squatting beside them for a night, but there were many people in the team, so it was difficult to start, and it was not until dawn that the little warrior came out to pee that he had a chance.

It was almost dawn, and Zhao Xiaochun's five female soldiers all got up, and Qian Huanwan said to Zhao Xiaochun: "I'm a little dizzy, is there any medicine?" "It's a miasma, come to me, my side is relatively empty". Zhao Xiaochun is a veteran with rich experience, she knows that the primeval forest vegetation is dense, hot and humid, and the decay of plants over the years will produce a suffocating miasma, and the air in the open area is slightly fluid, so there is less miasma. Zhao Xiaochun took Qian Huanwan's hand, thinking in his mind that the real ordeal had just begun. What awaits them is one of the most tragic challenges in the history of human warfare.

2. The most precious sunlight