When physical exertion is high, people also get hungry quickly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Fortunately, there are a lot of canned food here, and they can be eaten because of the good sealing. It's just that these are canned squid, although the taste is not bad, but Zhao Teng and Wang Xiaoqiang have long been tired of eating them.

Now, if they didn't have something else to fill their stomachs, the two of them would never touch a can of squid again. But to their surprise, the usually unpalatable canned food is so delicious at this moment. Maybe it's because I'm hungry, as long as I can eat it, anything unpalatable is a delicious food.

So the two of them devoured it, and within a while, they had eaten all the nine boxes of canned food they had found. smashed their mouths, and the two of them were still a little unsatisfied. The fish and shrimp left in the sludge are collected, a wire or wooden stick is found, and skewers are eaten.

When the hunger pangs are gone, the night gets hazy. A feeling of exhaustion hit, and the two of them put on some clothes haphazardly, leaned against the fire, and fell asleep.

At this time, the flood water level continued to drop without rainfall, and it fell straight back to about one meter. More submerged buildings are exposed to the water, and the broken walls are ruined, making people look so desolate and desolate.

The sound of the water splash is also much quieter, and it is difficult to break the silence of the night.

About three or four hours later, Zhao Teng, who was sleeping, seemed to hear people's voices. Just as he was about to respond, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew over, and the chill immediately hit his body, making him sneeze loudly.

When I opened my sleepy eyes, I found that the burning fire had been extinguished. Reaching out to probe the ashes, it was cold and cold, without a trace of residual warmth, and it had been extinguished for some time. Looking up at the sky again, the stars in the sky have quietly receded, leaving only the morning star in the east, exuding the last afterglow.

And the voice that woke him up was quietly gone.

Zhao Teng sighed, knowing that it might be a dream. After all, there are thoughts and dreams every day! After I was trapped here, I always wanted to be rescued, and this is how I reacted in my sleep.

Thinking like this, most of the sleepiness disappeared. When I saw Wang Xiaoqiang leaning against the plank, his whole body curled up together. Zhao Teng put his coat on Wang Xiaoqiang. Wang Xiaoqiang, who was still frowning, immediately relaxed and fell asleep peacefully.

He touched Zhang Xiaojun's forehead again and found that although Zhang Xiaojun's body was still feverish, it was not as hot as before. That's a good thing! Otherwise, if it burns like this, people will die.

And now the temperature is the lowest time of the day. The sea breeze is getting stronger and stronger. I am afraid that Zhang Xiaojun will be cold and aggravate his condition. Zhao Teng put the last shirt on his body and covered Zhang Xiaojun. In this way, he was shirtless, facing the cold sea breeze, and got goosebumps all over his body.

As a result, he had to rub his body desperately and circle in circles to keep his body warm enough.

It was at this moment that he suddenly saw a few sparks flashing in the east. Between the buildings, there are hidden and sometimes visible. His expression immediately tightened, and his breathing became rapid. Because he has waited for so long and looked forward to it for so long, he has always wanted to see the figure of others and wait for the help of others.

So after seeing those sparks, I couldn't help but get excited in my heart.

But for ordinary people, this feeling of escaping from life and grasping at a life-saving straw. If you are not in a difficult situation, you will never be able to understand it.

The sound of a gong also rang in my ears. It's just that the distance is a little far, and when the sound comes, the mosquitoes and flies are already weak.

Zhao Teng immediately woke up Wang Xiaoqiang, who was asleep, and asked him to follow him, shouting, and trying to attract the sparks in the distance.

Unfortunately, their voices were too hoarse, they were relatively far away, and the light was dim. Even if they shouted out their throats, those sparks were still moving away from the southwest, and they were more and more contrary to where they were.

The Martian seed, which was already as thin as floating dust, was also getting smaller and smaller in sight.

Seeing this, Zhao Teng immediately became anxious. Scratching your ears and cheeks, what method do you want to use, to attract attention. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoqiang was clever, and in a panic, he remembered the shotgun that ignited the fire. He quickly loaded his ammunition, headed into the sky, and pulled the trigger.

Afraid that there would be no movement, he fired several shots in a row. Don't give up until you run out of ammunition in the magazine.

Seeing this, Zhao Teng asked him not to stop. And himself took a musket and filled it with ammunition. Without the slightest hesitation, the shots were fired into the sky. Even though it's just a shotgun, the recoil is still quite significant. After only one cartridge of ammunition, his arm became faintly sore.

But they didn't stop moving, bang, bang, gunfire.

The silence of the night was immediately broken by the sound of gunfire, so crisp, so loud. Even if it is three or four streets away, it can still be heard clearly.

The Martian seed, which was originally so small that it was almost invisible, has gradually enlarged. When Zhao Teng saw this situation, he shot again and again quickly and decisively. When the last ammunition was left, Zhao Teng took off the pants on the lower half of his body. Enduring the slightly cool sea breeze, he poured half of the unused bottle of burnt knife wine on his cotton and linen pants. It is then encircled in the muzzle of the gun so that it is ignited by the sparks that spark.

The orange bonfire instantly lit up the misty night, and the bursts of warmth began to pass outward. The gentle sea breeze blew, causing the flames to flicker incessantly, as if trying their best to extinguish the bonfire.

This is the spark of life! Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't care about the cold. He took off all his clothes and threw them into the bonfire, and the flames immediately rubbed and became much bigger.

Because of the heat, Zhao Teng and Wang Xiaoqiang, who were naked, didn't feel cold anymore.

And the Martian in the distance has come closer.

I saw that it was a small wooden boat, and on it sat policemen wearing life jackets. The familiar navy blue uniform is so eye-catching and so reassuring.

It turned out that after the typhoon passed, the police of Mingjing City were the first to be stationed in the Hope District. Thinking about whether there are people who have not been evacuated, waiting for rescue.

It was the first half of the night. Zhao Teng and the others fired a shotgun in order to ignite the clothes. The police who searched and rescued were attracted by the gunshot. It's just that the road is a little far, and there are many debris in the middle, so the road is difficult to walk.

So when the police came, Zhao Teng and the others were already asleep. After several fruitless searches in the vicinity, the police left the area.

is also grateful for the cold wind blowing, otherwise Zhao Teng would not have woken up. In that case, you will miss this rescue.

What happened later was a smooth chapter!

Zhao Teng and the others successfully got out of trouble. Zhang Xiaojun was also sent to the hospital for treatment at the first time. According to the doctor, fortunately it was delivered in time, otherwise Zhang Xiaojun's arm would have been scrapped. Because the blood vessels are injured, the blood flow is not smooth, the muscles are deprived of oxygen, and the soft tissues are necrotic and die.

Hearing this news, Yang Chong was also relieved. Although he is an adopted son, he has raised him for so many years, and he also has feelings. Wang Xiaoqiang hugged Yang Chong and cried incessantly. swore that he would never be willful again, would not worry Yang Chong, and opened his mouth to call the first mother of the Vietnamese princess. (To be continued.) )