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"Huh," I sneered.

"People want to die, I don't understand why you have to save him"

"No one wants to die, and you can pick one up too," I said.

"I saw you hugging, so I hugged too, if I saw someone who wanted to die, I wouldn't save her, let her die, I really don't understand you"

"You don't understand, it's called compassion," Shiratori interjected.

"Explain nonsense," I said.

I quieted down, and no one knew that my scratched leg on the plane hurt terribly, probably inflamed.

We rested for a while, and no one dared to fall asleep anymore.

We finally decided to set off overnight in order to get out of this damn sand as quickly as possible.

After two days and two nights in a row, none of us could remember how many dried locusts we ate and how many times we drenched ourselves with water.

I saw the green trees from afar, and the people were happy. I don't know if I can go out, but at least I can avoid eating this dry and disgusting water locust.

The old black and white birds ran at the front, desperate to find something to eat or clean water.

We walked through the sand to a forest.

"Follow the crowd and don't fall behind, if you fall behind, you won't be able to get out," I told them.

"There's water to drink," the German said with a laugh.

"Where?" The fat man asked him impatiently, hungry and thirsty.

"That" German pointed to the trees growing in the forest.

"I'm not a, I don't like to joke with you," the fat man thought the Germans were joking.

The German took out a military knife with a green handle from his body, walked towards the nearest tree, and used the path to remove the outer skin of the tree, and then cut the skin a few times, and miraculously clear water flowed out of the branch.

"This guy knows everything," the fat man admired the German's erudition.

"Take a sip man," the German smirked at me.

Since he has grown a lot of beard, he has a mysterious smile.

We all hugged a tree of our own, greedily sucking the water that flowed out of the trunk. It's the sweetest water I've ever drunk.

We don't have to worry about dying of thirst anymore, because it's the kind of tree here, and we don't know what it is, and the Germans don't explain it to us. Not only did we have water to drink, but we also found a lot of wild fruits in the forest. When we saw the water locusts dried again, many people threw up.

After I had eaten, I thought that I should find a small ditch or something, and wash the smell of gasoline and dirt off my body, I didn't want to get any terrible skin disease.

Ten of the remaining thirty were women.

Soon we found a small crystal clear ditch covered with moss. I decided to let them wash up right here.

But men and women did not kiss, so for the sake of respect we had to separate, and a dozen or so women were taken by Sharia to another little ditch.

Lao Hei was the first to throw his pants on the shore, he didn't have a shirt, and it was so hot in the sand that he threw it off, so he was shirtless all the time. He picked up the little coconut and threw it into the ditch.

"Come and teach you how to swim, little one, uncle," he said, jumping into the ditch.

The little coconut has become the pistachio of our big old men. They all jumped down one after another, and in the water they were like a cheerful fish.

"Hey, the hero comes down and washes, don't stand stupidly" Old Black said to me, he was indeed standing stupidly.

Because my wound is painful and I can't get water.

I finally reluctantly took off my wounds and washed my clothes.

It was the happiest period they had after a plane crash.

He got up from the water not long after Xiao Nippon washed it, and I watched his every move all the way, and I felt that his demeanor was a little weird.

"What's going to happen to this little Japan?" Shiratori also saw that his behavior was strange.

"You can take care of it, take your bath," I picked up a clod of dirt and threw it next to Shiratori. The water splashed in his eyes.

"Hero, you villain sneaked up on me," he said, diving into the water.

They had been washing in the water for about thirty minutes, when suddenly I heard shouting in the forest.

"Something's wrong, old black, white bird, get dressed, those girls don't know what they're shouting" I said and put on my clothes. Old Black was the first to run out of the water. He quickly put on his pants and said, "Let's go, let's take a look," and I got dressed, and followed the black along the way to the source of the sound. Others also went ashore one after another.

"Help," I finally heard clearly. The cry is made by spiders. "Here, hurry up hero," there was no road in the dense bushes, but it was a road that was broken out by Lao Hei with his body. He kept using his hands to line up the bushes in front of him.

When we found the "spider", Little Nippon Kuda was pressing the spider with his obscene body, and it was a man who knew what Little Japan wanted to do without saying much.

Lao Hei saw this scene and ran over angrily, and Saai stopped the, but Saai loved the little arms and legs, and was pushed by Lao Hei and fell to the ground, Kuda, who was addicted to women, turned the body that was originally pressing the spider, Lao Hei grabbed his neighbor, and immediately gave him a slap with the other hand. Kuda didn't show weakness, he clenched his fist and hit Lao Hei's face, and the clever Lao Hei used a four-tael thousand pounds to spread his fist, and then hit Kuda in the abdomen with his right knee fiercely. Then he pushed and bumped him a few times, and threw him to the ground, although Kuda did not succeed, but people were very reviled for this kind of behavior.

Soon after, they all arrived, and Shiratori, after figuring out the situation, grabbed Kuda's shoulders fiercely, kicked Kuda's errant tool a few times, and said, "You little Japan, you are still not human, you will do this while your husband is dead." Shiratori had always wanted to beat the Japanese, and when he seized the opportunity, he let out a fierce breath.

A lot of people kicked Kuda, it's not that all people are disgusted with him and he just kicked him, it's a disdain for this kind of behavior, it's a rule.

The gentler girls just spat in his face, also expressing disdain. Kuda was so impressed by us that he was on the ground, seeing his painful look. And I spared him. I don't think he'd dare think that anymore. From this time on, we have a third rule, those who disrespect and intend to violate women, at least cut off one hand, and in the worst case, each person is free to beat the wrongdoer, and also have to cut off one hand. Saai followed Kuda on his back, we still have to move forward, it is impossible to stay in the mountains and wait for someone to save us, that is impossible.