From the place where there is a tombstone to the pond, it is rushing out of the pond, and after running for a while, it is back in place. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The mood almost collapsed, and the shouts of the hundred became smaller and smaller, until now, slowly disappearing.

I think it's very likely that 100 heard the gunshots, the shouts, and the sound of the sound, but 100 and I probably made another turn around each other and lost our bearings again in the dense jungle.

At this time, sitting on the grass covered with dead leaves, there was no way, originally after noon, to explore the terrain, and hunting.

But now things are extremely unexpected.

Encounter millions of fire ants, and accidentally Harley-Davidson accidents flying over the canyon and falling into the pond, then into the stump jungle, and now getting separated from the hundred, lost.

There were so many accidents in just one afternoon, and I was extremely surprised by the blue-skinned humans I saw in the pond just now.

What worries me most now is that the sky is getting darker, and after it is completely dark, the probability of contacting the 100 is even more slim.

Although I had washed in the pond, the muddy water next to the wetland had been made even more muddy by me and Baihao, and I had been thinking about returning to the camp as soon as possible, and then taking a pleasant bath with the spring water.

But now these seemingly ordinary and easy requirements are now a luxury.

Now trapped in the woods, even his own life and death are uncertain, and he doesn't know if he can get out of the woods.

Maybe it's just one failure, but I have strengthened myself again, boosted my confidence, and believed that I would definitely be able to go out and find the hundred.

Standing up again, I wanted to wipe away my tears, but the tears dried themselves.

Trapped here, starved here, then everything is gone, if you have firm faith and believe in hope, maybe there is still a way and life.

At this time, although I am a little afraid that I will still be stuck here, how do I know if I don't try again? And there was not much time left for me, and I could only hear the sound of the hundred trumpets indicating that the distance was still relatively close, so I cheered up, took the spear off my shoulder, and walked on the road just now.

Following the arrow marks carved on the dagger just now, I found the path I had just taken, and followed these markers to the place where a rattan shield had blocked a few tree branches just now.

But then I was startled and my scalp was numb.

How is it that this rattan oval shield is still blocked between several wooden stakes? Didn't you just take it off?

At this time, there was a fear in my heart, could it be that someone was ambushed here and stuffed the vine shield again?

No way, I followed the markings, and there can be no mistake on the way.

At this moment, a cool wind blew behind him.

I turned my face slowly, and there was a dead silence behind me, without any silence.

Maybe I'm thinking too much, did I put the vine shield on again just now, and my memory is not good?

At this time, I swallowed my saliva, kept comforting myself, and then kicked the vine shield away with my foot, cut the gap with a dagger, and after a while, the vine shield was finally removed, and I put it aside.

In front of you, there are even denser tree stumps, almost a dead end.

At this time, my scalp is fried, numb, what about the pond? Isn't it because I'm misremembering, but because I lost my way by taking the wrong walk after marking the last stump?

Now that I think about this stump forest, it's terrifying, and the entire array of countless stumps almost looks like a strange array or a labyrinth.

I closed my eyes at this point, and I could hardly imagine what I was seeing.

I got lost again, and maybe I couldn't even find the pond and tombstone just now.

What I just noticed is that there is no light passing through the gap in this vine shield, and it is no wonder that there is no pond behind it, but a more closed row around the stump, a closed dead end.

At this time, I opened my eyes and forced me to calm down, calm my frantic heartbeat, and tell myself that I must stay calm and calm when I encounter unexpected and dangerous dangers, so that I can make more effective, safe and correct actions.

The situation is worse now than before, and the location of the pond and the tombstone was still known, but now it is completely disoriented.

But then I also resolutely stepped back, going backwards, back to the tree I had just marked and the tree I had marked before.

But the further back I went, the more I realized that something was wrong, and I suddenly realized that this wood, and kept moving forward, in fact, slowly and constantly to the left or right, slowly starting to turn in circles, falling into a death loop.

After retreating for a while, there were some tree stumps around me, ordinary stumps, but still surrounded by dead leaves on the ground, and twisted trunks grown from glue ribbons on the stumps.

At this time, I thought about it, could it be these things on this stump, chemicals, that made me feel disoriented?

But even if so, what can I do? I was still trapped in the woods, and I couldn't find the hundred, and soon after I heard the sound, I was separated again.

And now there is not even a sense of direction.

There are dense tree stumps around, and there is no reference at all.

Then I thought of a way to engrave arrows everywhere I went, and to engrave them more frequently, and although the march was slow, it was not completely directionless.

Thinking so, that's what it takes, although it will be more troublesome and tiring, but being trapped in the woods, especially in dense woods where people can lose their direction and go in circles, and there is no reference, even more so.

One.

At this time, I heard the shout of the hundred again, but the sound was extremely small, but only one was heard, and I hurriedly shouted, but from noon to now, my physical strength has been very depleted, and I have not replenished my physical strength, just a relatively short period of rest.

When I heard a shout from the hundred, I picked up my heart again, but instead of running around in the open pond just now, I judged the location of the sound and walked slowly and leaning down while marking the arrow on the stump.

But after walking for a short time, my legs were sore, and my hand was so sore that I carved the mark, but I still had to endure it.

It's too hard to find the Hundred in the woods, I thought to myself, and I was extremely anxious.

It's like a person who is not far away and can't be found like a smear.

After walking for a while, my back was so sore that I sat on the ground for a while.

I'm so tired, I thought to myself.

But in less than a dozen seconds, the dead leaves around the ground churned.

I began to stare intently, thinking to myself, what was it?

The dead leaves kept turning outward, and more and more leaves were lined aside.

And the place that trembles is like a spring water column that keeps rising.

I started to panic, I didn't know what to do, and then I deliberately got up.

But then the dead leaves all around it lined up, and a large bag of bigger and bigger bulged out from the ground.

It wasn't until I hurriedly got up that the swollen bag finally emerged from under the dead leaves of the ground like a column of water gushing from a spring.

Then, in a short period of time, it spread out in large groups around the area, and more and more waves of fire ants erupted.

Seeing the familiar scene, I had already run wildly regardless of the direction, and at one time broke the branches of many tree stumps.

Because if you stay a little longer, you may soon be covered by a wave of fire ants, biting through the skin of your body, eating away at pieces of meat, and even gnawing at your bones.