When I got a heavy basketball for the first time in my hand, and when I stood at the free throw line and shot, didn't the ball pass through the basket beautifully and score?

"Letter History."

Hearing Yutaka Seto shout to himself, Nobushi Mimura raised his head.

"Are you ready?"

"The ......"

Seto Yutaka was embarrassed, and then, he took out a small notebook and wrote in a panic.

Nobushi Mimura looked at what he wrote in the bright moonlight by the window: "The pulley is gone."

He looked at Yutaka Seto sharply. The expression on Nobushi Mimura's face was probably terrifying, and Yutaka Seto's body shrank back.

Half of the ropes and pulleys are supposed to be carried by Yutaka Seto. Basically, after the slide was picked up from the well near the hotel, it was always kept by Yutaka Seto. I must have gotten here and I don't know where to put it.

Nobushi Mimura lowered the rope and backpack on his shoulders again.

Kneeling on the ground, he looked around carefully and looked around. Yutaka Seto did the same.

The two groped in the shadows around them, but they couldn't find them. Nobushi Mimura stood up and looked at his watch, the hands were already past ten thirty o'clock, and they were almost there.

So, Nobushi Mimura took out the flashlight issued by the political axe from his backpack. Wrap your hand around the bulb and turn on the switch.

Even though he had tried his best to keep the light from leaking out, this one was still full of dim light in this field. Yutaka Seto's embarrassed expression was right in front of him. Then, Nobushi Mimura's gaze crossed his shoulder, and he immediately found the pulley. It was placed on the other side under a tree, on the ground near the corner of the wall, where there was nothing. The moonlight, which happened to be outside the window, could not reach the shade. It's not even a meter away from where Seto kept his backpack.

Nobushi Mimura glanced at Yutaka Seto and immediately turned off the flashlight. Yutaka Seto hurriedly picked up the pulley.

"I'm sorry, Nobushi."

Yutaka Seto said apologetically. Nobushi Mimura smiled bitterly.

"Hey! Please, Afon. ”

Next, carry the backpack and rope over your shoulders and pick up the gasoline canister.

Although Nobushi Mimura is confident in his physical strength, these two things are still a bit heavy.

The rope gradually loses weight halfway through, but the 20-meter gasoline drum has to be carried all the way up the mountain. And it has to be fast.

Toyoya Seto picked up the rope and the two of them walked towards the east, where the pale moonlight streamed into a thin ribbon of light.

"I'm sorry, Nobushi."

Yutaka Seto said it again.

"It's okay, don't care. But then you'll have to refuel. ”

Looking to the left, a little higher up, you can see the inn surrounded by hills. There were several trees growing near the grassy field in front of me, one of which was particularly tall, the one that was intended to be used to tie the ropes. The kite string that Nobushi Mimura and Yutaka Seto pulled down from the mountain was fixed to the left side of the tree. In other words, the kite line runs through the side of the hotel and connects to the rocks on the mountainside. In fact, the total length is more than 300 meters.

I really admire that I came up with this solution. Is that kite line really able to pull the rope up the mountain safely?

Nobushi Mimura sighed, thought for a while, and then spoke. It doesn't matter if it's eavesdropped on now.

"Ah Fung."

Yutaka Seto, who was on the left-hand side, looked up at Nobushi Mimura. "What's the matter?"

"We're probably going to die here. Are you ready? ”

Yutaka Seto was silent for a moment, then immediately replied, "Well, I'm ready. ”

“ok。”

Nobushi Mimura gripped the detonator again, smiling.

However, when the corner of his gaze swept over something, the smile on his face froze.

On the east side of the parking lot, a human head appeared in a field with a low terrain.

"Ah Feng!"

As soon as Nobushi Mimura said this, he took Yutaka Seto's arm and ran towards the back of the sliding door of the power plant that he had just walked out. Yutaka Seto shook his body a little because he was holding the heavy earth bomb, but he still followed from behind.

While hiding in the shadow of the sliding door, Nobushi Mimura had already pulled out his gun and aimed at the figure.

The figure shouted, "Don't, don't shoot!" Three villages! Don't shoot me! It's me! Iijima! ”

So Mimura Nobushi found out that the figure turned out to be Keita Iijima.

Keita Iijima is a classmate who has a good relationship with Mimura Nobushi and Seto Yutaka in the class, but the emotions that occupy Mimura Nobushi's heart at this time are not the increased sense of security of his companions, but a feeling that something is wrong.

Nobushi Mimura found that now, he is really not happy to see others join as companions. Damn, why do you choose at this juncture?

"It's Iijima, Nobushi. It's Iijima Ya! ”

Hearing Yutaka Seto shouting excitedly from behind, Mimura Nobushi felt that he was really out of the picture.

Keita Iijima got up lightly and climbed up to the building site around the peasant association. He holds a backpack in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right hand. Trembling, he said, "I see the light......"

Nobushi Mimura gritted his teeth, it was supposed to be looking for the pulley, and the light emitted when he turned off the flashlight immediately after lighting it. Mimura Nobushi regretted it very much, just because he was in a hurry, he actually created a bright light, which was not like his own style at all.

Keita Iijima continued, "Then, when I got here, I realized that it was you. What are you doing? What's on your shoulders? Is it a rope? Let me join you, too. ”

Someone is eavesdropping, Yutaka Seto frowned and looked at Mimura Nobushi. His eyes seemed to widen slightly. Because he found out that Nobushi Mimura did not put the muzzle of the gun down.

"History of Letters...... Xinshi, what's wrong with you? ”

Nobushi Mimura made a gesture with his empty right hand to stop Yutaka Seto from coming forward. "Ah Feng, don't move."

"Hey." Keita Iijima said. The voice trembled a little.

"Why are you using that thing at me? Three villages? ”

Nobushi Mimura took a breath and said to Keita Iijima, "Don't move." At the same time, I felt that Yutaka Seto beside me was nervous.

Keita Iijima took a step forward, and the expression of mourning on his face could be seen quite clearly even in the moonlight.

"Why? Why, exactly? Have you forgotten my face? Three villages? Let me join you. ”

Nobushi Mimura clicked and picked up the hammer of Beretta's pistol.

Keita Iijima stopped.

It's still seven or eight meters away.

"Don't come here." Nobushi Mimura slowly repeated it again.

"I can't be with you."

Yutaka Seto made a grief-stricken voice on the sidelines. "Why? True history. Iijima: He can be trusted! ”

"It seems that these two people don't trust them very much, right?" Lin Hua, who was hiding on the side, wearing a silver-white hockey mask, looked at the people facing each other.

But it seems that the boy with the gun seems to have some plan, so let's wait and see, maybe he will find something.

Lin Hua also walked near the power plant at the beginning, saw the lights, and rushed over, who knows, as soon as he came over, he saw such a wonderful plot.