Trek as fast as the wind can in the jungle.

The freshness of entering the jungle has been lost, and the butterflies in the bushes, the funny and quirky otters on the branches, and the crisp and gentle birdsong in the treetops are no longer joyful.

Advance! Advance! It was the only thought in his mind.

There are constantly contestants who are left behind by him.

After six hours of marching through the jungle, he could occasionally hear the helicopter flying behind him.

He knew that as time went on, more and more people would be disqualified because they were "killed", and more and more people would be discouraged by the jungle to withdraw from the competition, so the helicopter would fly over his head more frequently.

The route he had chosen was parallel to that of the large army, but after half an hour of walking, he found that his path had been cut off by a large lake, and he had to change direction and turn to the path that others had taken.

"Once you've gotten around the lake, let's take a new route. From now on, the focus of prevention is no longer on beasts, but on people! He said to himself silently in his heart.

Mo Rufeng cautiously walked along the edge of the lake, and when he reached the bend in the shoreline, he saw that the blades of grass on the ground were different from those elsewhere, the pages that had originally faced the sun were turned downward, and the branches of the trees were broken. This suggests that someone walked through here.

He tried not to make a sound, and walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, he heard the crisp sound of the trigger striking, and he rolled on the ground, hiding behind a tree.

Almost at the same time, several electronic bullets passed by his ears.

A group of people came out of the grass in front of him, about seven or eight, and the leader was none other than Japan's Jiro Hashimoshita.

They fanned out, outflanking Mo Rufeng's location.

"After waiting for a long time, the prey finally appeared, or Chinese prey, not bad, right?" One person said. He spoke English, and Mo Rufeng only went through short training in spoken English and understood a rough idea.

"Zhina, Mo Rufeng, surrender!" Under the bridge shouted Chinese, speaking stiff Chinese.

"Ge Laozi!" Mo Rufeng cursed secretly and quietly stepped back.

It's like the wind receding to the lake.

There is a large tree by the lake, about twenty meters high, which is only a small tree in this lush tropical jungle, but it is still flourishing.

It's like the wind standing still under a tree.

The decisive battle is only here!

Under the bridge commanded several other people, slowly approaching the lake. When he found Mo Rufeng standing under the tree, he neither ran away nor prepared for battle, but held a rifle, pointing diagonally upward, and what was even more strange was that he was holding a thin reed pipe in his mouth. Hashimoto couldn't help but laugh.

"Zhina, are you going to surrender?" He straightened up and pointed his electron gun at Mo Rufeng while waving his hand for the others to come around.

"I thought I had failed, only until I found my comrades!" Mo Rufeng said lightly, "I just knew that the winner was me!" ”

"There isn't even a savage here, is your comrade-in-arms monkeys?" Mocking road under the bridge.

Mo Rufeng took a breath and said calmly, "No! They are a thousand times more powerful than monkeys, and they are in front of my muzzle! ”

Under the bridge, I looked at the muzzle of Mo Rufeng's gun, and saw a huge gray-white beehive on the branches in the midst of the branches and leaves!

"Killer bees!" Under the bridge, I felt a cold air rise from the soles of my feet to my head. Several other people also followed the direction of Mo Rufeng's gun to find the huge beehive, and they were all terrified.

There is a kind of wasp called "killer bee" in the Amazon jungle, they are extremely poisonous and aggressive, even the huge beasts are afraid of them, and the reports of killer bees sting to death and hurting people and animals have never stopped. Before entering the jungle, the instructor repeatedly stressed the need to guard against killer bees. Staying away is a good idea, but if you're unlucky enough to be attacked by a killer bee, jumping into the water is the best thing to do. Killer bees are said to be pervasive, so it's best if you have a tube that sticks to the surface to get oxygen, which will keep your nose out of the water.

Here, the "killer bee" is not a bee, it is synonymous with the devil.

Under the bridge exhaled deeply: "They are not your comrades, they will attack you too!" So, if you shoot, there is no winner! ”

"You are wrong, when the enemy is outnumbered, I will be the victor if I can die with the enemy!" Mo Rufeng said lightly.

"Don't shoot, let's talk! It's just a game, not a real war! The Filipino Belo said eagerly, "Why cause unnecessary harm?" ”

Under the bridge sneered: "I don't believe you're really not afraid of death!"

Mo Rufeng's gun silk did not move, he slowly turned his head to the bridge: "The ** people are never afraid of death." In Kunlun Pass, are we afraid? In Taierzhuang, are we afraid? In Pingxingguan, are we afraid? ”

"The descendants of the Yamato nation are even more fearless of death," the face twitched under the bridge, and he jerked his rifle and pulled the bolt, the muzzle of which was also pointed at the hive of the killer bee!

Bello and the others were shocked and looked at the lake in unison.

Mo Rufeng turned his head to aim at the beehive, and said lightly: "You are the descendant of the Yamato nation, and I am the descendant of the Chinese nation, so I count to three, and we will shoot together, how about it?" ”