Chapter 25: The Oasis

I rolled all the way to the bottom of the sand dunes to the valley of the sand, but I had no strength to get up, the heavens and the earth were spinning, and I told myself that if no one came to save me, I would definitely die.

I closed my eyes and thought in my heart as I learned from some of the once brilliant bigwigs: "I didn't expect that I would be starved to death of thirst in the end." ”

Just when I was crooked, I suddenly noticed that something was pricking me, and it hurt a lot, not much worse than a pinprick.

"Oops~" I moved a little, and it hurt even more, and I subconsciously glanced at it, and I saw a bush of green low bushes.

"Got bushes? That's the equivalent of having something to eat! "My heart suddenly became excited, and all I wanted to eat was bushes.

Shrubs in the desert rarely have leaves, and the thorns are their leaves, and it was their thorns that pierced me just now.

And what I am referring to is a way of survival that Victoria taught me, eating bushes, some tender strips of shrubs, in desperate situations, you can eat to support yourself, which is similar to the ancient people in the famine year, eating book covers, eating grass roots, eating Guanyin soil.

With food to eat and hope to live, I was suddenly full of strength.

I couldn't stand up, but I had the strength to climb with both hands.

As I lay on my stomach, I realized that the soil on the ground was so wet, so wet, that the sand came out of the water when I pressed it.

"Oasis!" These two words popped into my head out of nowhere.

Sure enough, I looked up and saw a trickle of water flowing through the bushes.

It's crystal clear, like pure crystal, it's tiny and weak, as if you can strangle it with two fingers.

But it is such a stream, not even as thick as a wrist, but it moistens out the bushes on both sides, hundreds of meters.

I couldn't control it, so I just lay on the small stream, swallowing desperately with my mouth open, and at this time I was like a father who cut off the small stream.

I don't know how much water I drank, but when I looked back, the stream was broken, so I could see how small the stream was.

After a full drink of water, I started to have belching and nausea.

When you're full, there's nothing in your stomach, and you're hungry, and just now I was thinking about eating bushes, and that's what I plan to eat to survive.

Now, I don't want to eat it, not because I'm not hungry, but because I take a bite, it's really hard to swallow, it's so unpalatable, the heart of the branch, a smell of paint, I want to vomit when I smell it, and I eat it.

There's water to drink, but there's nothing to eat. I lay down and thought slowly, and then got up to see if there was anything to eat in the stream, such as small fish.

As a result, my eyes were all flowered, and I didn't even have a tadpole.

Also small fish.

Such a big creek can have a fart fish.

"Alas!" I sighed, and walked around the bushes for a long time, but I didn't see any fruit, no fruit, you can grow a few pests, and I can supplement protein.

But these shrubs seem to have been sprayed with pesticides, and not even a pest grows.

I lay on the ground again and looked everywhere to see if there were any ants, learn from Master Bei, and catch two big ants to eat, but there were none.

Just as I was dizzy from hunger, lying there with my eyes closed, I suddenly heard movement.

Rustling, as if some animal was approaching again.

By this time I was going crazy with hunger, and I thought that even if a snake came, I would catch it and eat it.

When I woke up, I saw an animal, with its butt facing me, gnawing on a bush, and from the short tail of the other party, I could tell that it seemed to be a sheep, but its color was a little wrong.

The sheep I have seen are either black or white, and this sheep is yellow, and its fur is very similar to sand, and it is also very similar to bushes, and if you hide in it, you will not be able to find it if you don't pay attention.

But at this time I can't take care of it so much, and when I see this sheep, I feel like I see a whole roasted sheep, and I'm going to kill it and eat meat.

Although at this moment, I had a thought, this thing should not be a national protected animal.

But the next second I was left behind, even if it is a national protected animal, it is useless, Lao Tzu is now starving to death, if you don't eat this sheep, you will die.

Don't say you're a sheep I don't know, even if you're a giant panda, I'm so hungry that I should eat it.

"Hey! Baa baa! Come here, let's discuss, I want you to have a thigh, you save a life, do you think it's okay? I beckoned to the yellow-furred sheep.

As if she understood, she ran away with a handful of his hooves, and before I could make a move, I pulled out my pistol, and I slammed it twice.

If I hadn't been able to hit it before, but after being trained by Victoria and the others, let alone hitting a sheep that doesn't run fast, it's just a matter of two shots.

"Don't let you run, don't run, you still run, I said I wanted you to have a thigh, but you didn't agree, now it's okay, your life is gone!" Looking at this yellow-furred sheep, lying on the sand, blood spilling all over the ground, and tears coming out, I had no choice but to say helplessly.

To tell you the truth, I'm not usually a person who kills.

For example, if you have a live chicken, you tell me that you go and kill the chicken, and we will stew it and eat it at noon.

I can tell you with certainty, I don't eat, I won't kill, when I have something to eat, I will never kill, I don't see what I don't see, I can see, I will never let kill.

It doesn't matter if I'm hypocritical, or if I'm sentimental, that's my character anyway.

But now it's different, it's true now, if I don't eat this sheep, I'll have to die.

I've never been to peel the skin before, but I can use a knife, and it's not a big problem to be able to peel the skin with a knife.

So I sat down by the brook and began to skin the sheep.

I peeled the sheepskin as completely as I could, because I was going to use it as a cover for the evening.

I can only say that I have the potential to be a cook, I have no teacher, and I can solve it in ten minutes by peeling the skin, and it is a very complete skin.

The sheep's head, along with some inedible intestinal entrails, was buried under the bushes downstream to use as fertilizer.

I brought the rest, which I thought I could eat.

I picked up a lot of dry bushes and lit a fire with a pistol and a little wool.

Then I started to roast the mutton, there were no stones, and there was no rack to support enough, so I put it directly on the hot sand that was burned by the fire, and before it was cooked, as soon as the aroma of the meat came out, I couldn't help it, and kept swallowing my saliva, and finally I couldn't help it, so I cut a small piece of it.

No seasoning was added, and there was no seasoning, but this mutton has a slightly salty taste and a sweet aftertaste, but the so-called mutton flavor is not at all.

Mingren doesn't say secret words, it's so delicious.

Actually, it's understandable that it's delicious, after all, I'm so hungry.

With something in my stomach, I started to think back to what I had been going through, why now? Because I was hungry and thirsty before, thinking that I was dying, who would have the time to think about other things.

It's like you're about to be shot and you're still thinking about linear functions, which only people who are sick think.

I don't know if the scene I had with the team was true or not.

It stands to reason that it was false, because when I woke up, there was nothing.

No military cards, no cans, no kettles, no flashlights, everything is gone.

There's not a shred of evidence that those things ever existed, so I think it's fake.

But that kind of experience and feeling doesn't seem to be fake, whether it's a dream or a fantasy, it's not quite like it.

In fact, the most important thing I want to know is how long I have been lost in the desert, and judging by hunger and thirst, I have been lost for at least two days, otherwise I would not be so hungry.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, it's still important to eat, fill my stomach first.

A sheep is 100 pounds, I will definitely not be able to eat it alone, I don't dare to finish it, I don't know how many roads to go, after eating, it is not necessary to go back to the pre-liberation period.

So I decided to continue to add heat to the lamb and roast it thoroughly and dry it into jerky, and when it was time to leave, take it with me as dry food.