PS: PS: It's the eleventh, the number of monthly tickets is very sad, ask for a monthly pass, don't be as good as last month.

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As soon as I heard what he said, I really wanted to spray him again. What kind of people are these two, reincarnated with revenge, and brought the grievances of the previous life to this life.

Anyway, I put this matter down temporarily, and when I go back, they really want to pinch me to death, and I really don't plan to care about it, so I will be sent directly to the hospital after being disabled. It's not good here, these two are angry, not to mention which one is disabled, even if they make too serious injuries, they can kill them. The problem is that it may well have killed me, and I couldn't have left either of them behind.

There was a burst of gunfire in the water, and Jack cursed and climbed ashore. His freshly dried clothes were soaking wet again.

This fish wasn't as big as the one I caught the first time, but it was enough for us to do our job. There is a difference of nearly two meters between the river bank and the water surface, and when we get it up, not only will we be covered in slimy blood, but the little heat left on our bodies will also be consumed.

The fat and meat of the big fish immediately solved our problem of food and clothing. The fire started by fish oil is very hot, but the flame is very soft and there is no smoke. When grilling fish, I remembered Cao Zijian's seven-step poem. It's very much in line with our current scene.

Although the bonfire lit by fish oil gave us warmth, it was not appropriate to be half-naked after all, it is estimated that Tang Yumo did not have this experience, his expression was always very embarrassed, and his eyes did not dare to look at me at all. Luckily, her clothes dried quickly and I could put back on my own clothes, and I didn't have to face her shirtless.

Yes, she and I sat across the campfire. In order to reduce the chance of Jack and the fat man having a conflict, I separated them and let them sit next to me one by one. So. Tang Yumo and I faced each other with some embarrassment.

Especially when I found out that she was baking a silk bra, I thought that she was wearing my top naked, and I had a feeling of beauty in my heart. I immediately blamed myself, explaining myself as surprised that such a civilized thing appeared in the Hakka village.

In any case, it is not okay not to drink water, but there are irritating substances in the river water. Although we can no longer feel the irritants in the air, it is difficult to say whether there are any in the water. After boiling a little water, the fat man volunteered to be a guinea pig, and after blowing it, he poured it into his stomach.

Generally speaking, using fat people as a reference, the data of many experiments are inaccurate. We have a coastal area here, and the small seafood is very rich, but the seafood has a defect, that is, the shelf life is too short at room temperature. Especially in the summer. Seafood smells immediately after it dies, and many people dare not care about this kind of seafood. For example, I have a stomach problem after eating eighty percent.

But the fat man's stomach is fine, beer and seafood are poured and eaten, and he has never felt unwell.

The fat man touched his stomach and said, "It's okay." You can drink it. ”

I said, "No hurry, wait." You're not dead in a few hours, we'll drink again. ”

"Virtue!" The fat man said disdainfully.

After eating something, I put everything in front of me. Take stock of our families.

Jack's backpack was the most intact and the heaviest one didn't lose a single thing. The fat man threw it the most thoroughly. He had a wound on his back, and he was given only a little food, and as a result, he lost it all.

I'm better, I didn't lose my medicine, batteries, rope. Lost our only folding sapper shovel, though. I was hanging it on the outside of my backpack, and I don't know when I lost it. I also have a few Hakka oil bombs in my backpack. Also in perfect condition.

Tang Yumo's bow and arrows were all lost in the river, and her backpack was small, with only two torches and a few oil bombs. But Tang Yumo didn't lose the straight knife.

I put everything on the ground, and the more I looked at it, the more bottomless I became.

Now we have more bullets in our pistols than in automatic rifles, and Jack's M16 will soon be used as a burning stick. But the pistol's role here is too limited. It's hard to deal with big bats and long-tailed monsters, and it's not as powerful as a torch when it comes to Black Manroe.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at the fat man. It's good to bring two torches back with this cargo, but it's all gone.

When the fat man saw me looking at him, he smiled without the slightest guilt, and gestured with his chin to the straight knife. "I'm handy with this knife. Hey, the blade is blunt, I'll sharpen it. ”

After saying that, the fat man picked up the knife, sat on the edge of the campfire, spat on a raised stone, and sharpened the knife.

My biggest concern was that the fat man was snatching that rifle from Jack, and this gun was a fat man. Of course, all our current automatic weapons are from the fat guys, from the Burmese, from the Vietnamese. At present, the contradiction between him and Jack is clear again, and if he insists on getting the rifle back, it is estimated that new contradictions and disputes will occur. Jack's penchant for automatic weapons is stronger than mine.

Therefore, I saw that the fat man clearly intended to possess this straight knife, and did not stop him. It's just that on the other side of the bonfire, Tang Yumo's dissatisfied eyes were thrown at me. It's as if I was the one who took her knife.

I ignored Tang Yumo's eyes. Fortunately, her dissatisfaction was only expressed at the level of expression, and it was only aimed at me. She won't grab things from fat people, she knows, it's useless, she can't grab them.

To avoid the same mistake from happening again, I decided to shuffle everything up and divide it into four parts, with a little for each person, rather than just one for each person. It's like the fat man loses food, and we have nothing to eat, so we have to fish and eat. In this way, even if one person loses their backpack, they will only lose some of their belongings, and they will not leave everyone in trouble.

Of course, some exclusive substances must be given to specific people. For example, bullets.

I cut things into quarters and shoved them in front of everyone. The fat man was dumbfounded in the first place. He lost his stuff so thoroughly that he lost his backpack.

Watching us stuff our things into our backpacks, the fat man angrily took the things that had been given to him into his arms. Some things can be hung on the body, such as incendiary bombs, flares, and some things can be barely fastened to the belt, like glow sticks, but more things can only be carried in the arms, such as our freshly processed food, dried fish. and the bundle of rope with which he fished, which was draped diagonally around his neck.

Even eating with rest, grilling clothes, and grilling fish jerky, we shared less than two hours. The rumbling in the distance of the underground river had stopped, and it was certain that the frenzied group of man-eating pomfret had been exterminated or dispersed. And it is very likely that Black Manroe will go back to his lair. But it's also possible that it will still be cruising around, and that body of water is so much that it may attract its attention for a long time.

It should not be far from here to the end of the underground river, I made a judgment based on the temperature, the accuracy is not guaranteed, and it is best to consult a professional for this matter. I threw a good-natured and embarrassed smile at Tang Yumo.

After the fat man took away the straight knife, Tang Yumo and I didn't make eye contact. I couldn't communicate, and those eyes were full of resentment. I didn't even look at her when I distributed supplies.

"How far is it from here to the end of the underground river."

Tang Yumo looked at me deeply with the eyes that you were finally willing to look at me, and then said, "If you are fast"

"Fastest speed!" Jack said categorically.

"It will be there in half a day."

"From this side of the river, can you get to the place where the Black Man Compass is entrenched?"

That's one of my biggest concerns. The last time we entered Black Manroe's lair, we didn't walk from this side of the underground river, and I'm not sure if there was the same flood dam to wade through.

"Yes"

"Let's go. I hope the big black guy is still out shopping. (To be continued......)