Two relatively slender forelimbs protruded from the huge undulating panting upper body. When it bends its long neck, the claws on its forelimbs can grasp the person like a doll. Its head resembles a tonnage of stone, easily held up in the air. Its mouth was wide open, revealing a row of dagger-like teeth. Its ostrich egg-like eyes rolled, a look of hunger. It closed its mouth and grinned like a grim reaper. It ran, its body overpowering the bushes, its paws grasping at the damp dirt, leaving deep footprints where it landed. It runs in a ballet that seems to be light, balancing its weight of more than ten tons with great smoothness. It walked alertly into a sunny clearing, its sharp claws feeling the breeze.

"Oh my God!" His lips twitched, "It can reach out and grab the moon." ”

"Shh The big guide said angrily, "It hasn't seen us yet." ”

"We can't kill it." He asserted softly, as if there was no doubt about it, that it was his conclusion after weighing it up again and again. The large shotgun looked like a toy gun in his hand. "We're stupid here. We simply can't do it. ”

"Shut up!" The big guide retorted.

"It's a demon, a demon we can't defeat."

"You go back to me!" The big man wizard commanded, "Get back to the machine quietly." We'll refund you half of the price! ”

"I didn't expect it to be so big," he said, "I miscalculated, that's all." Now I'm going to quit. ”

"It sees us!"

"It's the red dot on its chest!"

The Tyrannosaurus rex lifted. Its armored body shone like a thousand green coins. The coin was covered in slime and steaming. Many worms wriggled in the slime, so much so that the beast's entire body seemed to move spasmodically even when it was still. It gasped, the stench of its cold body wafting into the wilderness.

"Get me out of here!" "I've never been like this before, and I always thought I was going to survive." I had good hunting guides, good hunting teams, and safety assurances, but this time I was wrong. I ran into an opponent, I threw in the towel, I couldn't handle this. ”

"Don't run!" The little guide shouted, "Go back!" Hide in the cabin! ”

"Yes." He seemed numb. He stared at his feet, as if trying to make them move. But he didn't move, only moaning helplessly.

"Hey! You give me back! ”

He took a few steps blindly, trembling all over.

"Not that way!"

The behemoth let out a terrible howl and pounced, and within 4 seconds it had crossed 100 yards. The shotguns hurriedly loaded and fired, drowning in the stench of slime and foul blood spewing from the beast's mouth. The behemoth roared, its teeth shining in the sun.

Without looking back, he ran blindly to the edge of the walkway, with a gun in his arm, jumped down the walkway, and ran aimlessly through the jungle. His feet sank into the green moss, and his legs drove him. He felt alone, away from everything that was happening behind him.

The shotgun fired again, and the screech of the gun faded into the roar of the behemoth. The terrible beast's tail flicked from side to side, whipped and whipped the trees. The beast twitched its nimble claws and grabbed at the men below, trying to tear them in half, mash them like berries, and stuff them in their mouths to munch. Its boulderous eyes stared at the crowd. They saw their own shadow reflected in them, and shot at the metal-hard eyelids and the shiny black iris.

The Tyrannosaurus rex fell like a stone statue, a landslide. It roared, grabbing the trees and knocking them to the ground, breaking and tearing the metal walkway. The people hurriedly stepped back. Its body, ten tons of cold, hard flesh slammed into it. The shotgun fired, and the beast flicked its thick tail and twisted its long neck, and lay still. A stream of blood spurted out of its throat. One of the sacs of fluid in its body had burst, and the hunters were drenched in disgusting blood. They stood, covered in blood.

The roar was gone.

The jungle was silent. After the landslide, there was a green tranquility; After the nightmare, came the dawn.

Billings and Kramer sat in the aisle vomiting. The big and small guides stood with smoking shotguns, cursing as if nothing had happened.

In the time machine, he was lying face down and shaking. He had already managed to get back down the aisle and climb into the cabin.

The big guide walked in, glanced at him, removed the gauze from a metal box, and returned to the others sitting in the aisle.

"Wipe it clean."

They wiped the blood off their helmets and began to curse. The behemoth lay like a sturdy mountain of flesh. Inside it, you can hear the sighs and whispers of the dying entrails. Organs fail, blood no longer flows, everything is interrupted and shut down forever. It's like standing next to a broken locomotive or an abandoned steam shovel with all the valves wide open. Its bones were broken, and its multi-ton body lost its balance and became dead. The slender front paws twitched, clutching at the ground. The flesh was heaped on the ground, trembling.

There was another bang, and overhead, a huge branch broke off from the top of the dense tree and smashed into the dead dinosaur with deadly force.

The little guide looked at his watch, "Just in time." It was this big tree that killed the dinosaur first. He glanced at the two hunters, "Don't you want to take a commemorative photo?" ”

"What?"

"We can't bring the prey back to the future, and the corpse has to be left in the place where it died, so that insects, birds, and bacteria can get it as it was. Everything is as it is, the corpse remains, but you can stand next to it and take a picture. ”

The two of them thought about it, but shook their heads and gave up.

They walked back down the metal walkway back to the cabin, slumped in their chairs exhausted. They turned their heads to stare at the dead beast, the immovable mound of flesh. On the steaming carapace, there were already strange birds and golden insects busy.

A voice from the cabin floor stunned them. He sat there trembling.

"I'm sorry." He concluded.

"Stand up!" The big guide shouted.

He stood up.

"Go out and stay in the aisle by yourself." The big man said the guide, pointing with his shotgun, "You didn't come back to the cabin. We're going to leave you here! ”

The little guide grabbed the arm of the big guide: "Wait......"

"You don't care!" The big guide wrenched his arm out, "This fool almost killed us. Not only that, no, look at his shoes! He ran out of the aisle, and it ruined us! ”