Throwing away the tent and other things, Mo Rufeng's steps were more brisk, and at noon he reached the end of the shoreline of the lake.

Further, he was free to choose his route again. Although the river on the right is turbulent and wide, preventing him from choosing to the right, to the left is not limited by the lake, and he can travel in a wide area.

Just then, he heard a group of helicopters flying overhead, then circling over the jungle.

Mo Rufeng raised his vigilance and crawled in the grass to observe, it turned out that there were two groups of people sitting on a dead tree in front of him, apparently, they were waiting for rescue. He roughly estimated that there were about twenty people in total.

He was secretly curious, how could there be so many people waiting for rescue at the same time?

After observing for a while, he finally guessed an approximation.

Led by the representative of the United States, a group of people, including representatives of France, Great Britain, New Zealand, Australia and other countries, etc., ambushed another group of people, led by the representative of Russia, here.

As a result, the "Polar Bear" was quite tough, leading the participants from Belarus, Ukraine and other countries to fight back strongly, and actually defeated the "Uncle Sam" team. Of course, with a thousand killed and eight hundred self-inflicted, the Russian wing also paid a heavy price, and all the allies were "annihilated" except for the Russian representatives who survived.

There are victories and, of course, sacrifices.

What's more, there is only one winner in this game.

There is no one ahead of us anymore.

This also means that as long as nothing else, the Russian representative will win the race as long as he maintains the lead for the 30 kilometres ahead.

However, accidents can often happen, especially when overjoyed.

There was nothing technical about this accident: the American wing dug a trap in the jungle in order to ambush the Russian wing, and the two sides engaged in a fierce battle, but the trap was not used. Having become the sole survivor in the fierce battle, the Russian representative, overjoyed, ignored the danger in front of him and set off like a trap.

The trap was deep, so he broke his leg.

As a result, he could only call a helicopter and wait for rescue together with his allies who had been "killed" earlier, the "enemies" he had eliminated.

Bero snorted and chirped behind under the bridge, his steps getting slower and slower.

I also felt uncomfortable under the bridge. The wound on the face that was stung by a wasp was rubbed with medicine, but it was still very painful. The place under the crotch where he was bitten by bullet ants was hot, and the key was that the bite was very embarrassing, and even the half-dead and half-dead man of Bero couldn't help laughing when he rubbed the medicine.

They also came to the end of the shoreline. Under the bridge, he looked at the surrounding traces, and the worry on his face grew heavier.

"Hashimoto-kun, I really don't want to go. Even if you go down, the winner is you, why should I fight hard? Bero sat down as he spoke, "You go ahead, I'm going to wait here for help!" ”

The bridge sank for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Judging from the current situation, it is impossible to win without using extraordinary means!" ”

"What extraordinary means?"

He stood up under the bridge and walked slowly, and when he got behind Bello, he suddenly swung the butt of his rifle and slammed it into the back of the head. Bero was caught off guard and was knocked unconscious.

"Extraordinary means are to ask you to make sacrifices!" Under the bridge, he said to Bero, who fell to the ground.

After knocking Bero unconscious under the bridge, he carefully tore off the number plate on Bello's coat and pasted it on his own number plate. Then drag him into a deep patch of grass and press the distress button on him.

It's a trick that doesn't mean much else, but it's extremely vicious in this jungle. You must know that fierce beasts are infested in the tropical jungle, poisonous snakes and poisonous insects appear at any time, and Belo is knocked unconscious and thrown in the grass, and he may die at any time!

In order to win the championship, Hashimoto has done whatever it takes.

Half an hour later, the sound of a helicopter was heard overhead. Then, through the foliage of the jungle, a camouflage-painted helicopter can be seen hovering above the jungle, and a crew member in a white rescue suit slowly descends from the helicopter door - he has a long rope tied to his body.

Seeing that the rescuers had arrived, he took out a metal lunch box from his backpack and covered the rescue radio wave generator on Bello's abdomen. Once the rescue button is activated, the individual cannot stop it, but the transmitter is covered with a metal lunch box under the bridge to play a shielding role, and the electromagnetic signal emitted will be very weak.

Then he climbed out from under the bridge, leaned against the trunk of a tree, and pretended to be dying.

He thought that his actions were unaware, but he didn't know that his every move was in the eyes of one person.

This person is Mo Rufeng!

Mo Rufeng saw that there was no opponent in front of him, and thought to himself, instead of being pursued under the bridge, it was better to temporarily let the bridge take the lead, let him go to the unknown danger in the jungle ahead, and wait for the time to move. So, he climbed up the tree and condescendedly to see what was being done under the bridge.

"This kid doesn't play by the rules! At the expense of Bero, he wants to reach his destination by helicopter! Mo Rufeng said to himself secretly.

As expected, the rescuers did not suspect it, and helped under the bridge to the helicopter and tied the halyard around his waist. It slowly rose under the bridge, and was finally picked up by the rescuers in the plane.

The halyard was lowered again, waiting for rescuers who had descended earlier to board the plane.

The helicopter was just above the side of Mo Rufeng.

Mo Rufeng's heart turned sharply. This kid under the bridge is cheating, if he goes forward honestly, it is impossible to defeat him.

Well, he can only take a chance!

He took a deep breath and crept up.

He spent his youth in the mountains of Sichuan, where tree climbing was commonplace. Although the trees in his hometown in Sichuan are nowhere near as tall as those in the tropical jungle, he still climbs very quickly.

When he climbed thirty meters or so, the rescuer had already entered the helicopter. The helicopter is adjusting its posture and preparing to leave.

"Give me a ride, too!" Mo Rufeng whispered, and he took out the crossbow from his waist and shot it at the middle of the sled-like landing gear under the helicopter.

The arrows fired from the crossbow flew away with a slender rope, piercing precisely through the gap above the landing gear and getting stuck inside. After that, Mo Rufeng took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on.

At this time, the helicopter began to slowly ascend.

Mo Rufeng wrapped the silk thread around the iron crossbow twice, firmly grasped the iron crossbow with both hands, and jumped lightly into the air.

The helicopter rose higher and higher, like the wind being hung by a thin rope, only to feel the green sea under his feet getting farther and farther, and white clouds floating under his feet.

Even though I have jumped from the air countless times with a parachute bag on my back, I still can't help but be terrified when I am only hanging in the air with a thin line.