There is no fear. In the dark hellish cave, in the apocalyptic environment where the earth shook and the mountains shook like an apocalypse, I heard the cheers of Platoon Leader Zhao and Team Leader Liu. I shouted excitedly, pulled out the torch from behind my back, and "clicked" to turn on the lighter. Although the torch was soaked in water, not a drop of water penetrated into the hemp soaked in grease, and as soon as it approached the flame of the lighter, the torch burst into flames.

In front of me were two big boys posing in all sorts of poses, and they really knocked out their teeth, and the unexpected gain made them both excited. Now for us, death is really not terrible, we can all face it calmly.

I was about to join in the revelry when I suddenly found the hole empty in the light of the torches, with no wrists or feet to see the body or head of the giant aquatic creature. A hope suddenly ignited in my heart: we have a chance to get out!

I kicked Platoon Commander Zhao, who was posing for Statue of Liberty, and shouted, "Run with me." Without looking back, he rushed to the entrance of the cave.

The ground was full of water and slippery, so I ran to the entrance of the cave and made a quick stop, and my body fell and slid out on my side. The surface of the embankment was not smooth, and the rough stone floor had two and a half finger-deep ruts, and I slid out of a piece of meat on a washboard. The robe remodeled from the sleeping bag was lifted off my head in an instant, and my naked body was immediately stripped off a layer of skin when it rubbed against the rough stone floor, and when I forgot the cold in pain, I finally stopped on the edge of the embankment. If you have more strength, you will fall into the water.

There is a loud sound in the water, like a river falling over the sea. I was on the edge of the embankment, and I couldn't see the source of the sound with my torch held high, I only knew that it would not be far away, because the waves of water could crash against the embankment. I didn't stand here and wait for the next person to knock me into the water, get up and run. Behind him, there were the voices of Platoon Leader Zhao and Team Leader Liu scolding their mothers, but they didn't fall when they heard the voice. Then, the footsteps of the two men followed.

The excitement of escaping death made us not feel the slightest tiredness, and we ran desperately, and the footsteps became denser and more determined after leaving this slippery embankment. I think everyone burst out to their maximum potential, and I don't even think about whether such a big footstep will attract the brachiopod monster. The cold to my bones was dispelled by the hot blood in my body, and I felt steaming water coming out of my head and body, as if I was a stove, evaporating the water from my hair and robe.

After running desperately for a long time, I fell to the ground exhausted, and I had no strength but to gasp. Torches burst out of their hands and burned lonely on the ground in front of them. At the same time as I fell to the ground, I heard the sound of two other falling to the ground, the sound of my body slamming on the stone floor, without buffer, as if I didn't know the pain, and it seemed like I was about to slap myself to death. Yes, that's pretty much how I fell to the ground, and now even if the brachiopod came at me, I didn't have the strength to run, or even to scold it.

My neck can be twisted softly 90 degrees, and my face is naturally facing the water side, and there is no pain or discomfort at all. I think not only the muscles in my neck, but also the muscles in my whole body have relaxed at this moment, but it feels strange that my neck twists so easily at 90 degrees, and I think that if I still have the strength, I can continue to twist my neck at a greater angle. In the light of the fire, I could see the heat and mucus coming out of my mouth.

It was as if there was a fire in my throat that wanted to burn me all the time, but I didn't have the strength to extinguish it, and I didn't have the strength to swallow my saliva.

At this time, I suddenly smelled a strong aroma of coffee.

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Not hallucinations, I opened my half-squinted eyes and came out of the near-obsessive past to see the fat man making coffee.

I have a can of Brazilian coffee beans, which was given to me by the U.S. funders at the beginning of the year when they came to review the use of the funds. I also have a habit of drinking coffee, and people who stay up late at work probably have this habit. Although I don't disdain instant coffee, I can't really say that it is of any taste, and generally just buy some ground coffee and come back and brew it myself. Sometimes working in the field, instant coffee can also be used.

But this can of coffee beans, according to the bearded American, is an old variety of coffee in Brazil, called bourbon, which is very small and cherished, and is rare in Brazil. In order to drink the true taste of this good can of coffee, I specially bought a roaster and grinder, and the coffee brewed after making it did not make me feel amazing. Maybe I'm too rough.

In this way, I am not interested in wasting time and painstaking roasting and grinding for a cup of coffee that does not make much difference, and still drinking the mellow coffee ground. Rough people drink something rough.

The fat man and I have now moved the story meeting to the living room, I don't know how he found this jar of bourbon coffee beans, I put it on the top layer of the cabinet, or the innermost. How could he understand that his English, which he didn't pass in high school, was the packaging of coffee beans. The coffee powder box with Chinese packaging is in the most conspicuous position. I shook my head, shaking off the doubt, and the weight that weighed on my heart. The memories just now made me almost suffocated.

The fat man saw that I had stopped telling the story, and said, "I see that you are about to fall asleep, make some coffee to refresh you." ”

The coffee beans made a "salad salad" sound in the roaster's drum, and the slightly mushy aroma filled the whole living room, and I looked at it for a while and said, "It's all mushy, what do you want to do?" Black coffee or paste coffee? ”

The fat man raised his chin in disdain. "I'll make you a pot of real Brazilian coffee, we'll call it Black Sweetheart. The taste that you will never forget for a lifetime can make you forget about women or say that they can replace the taste of women. ”

"You guys?" I was puzzled and asked, "Where have you ever brewed this coffee?" ”

This sentence made the fat man depressed for a moment. "Africa. It was as if everything was black there, people, coffee and the oil we fought for. Even the memories are black. ”

"Don't fool me, it's Brazilian coffee. bourbansantos。 "I followed the logo on the package and spelled out a broken sentence in English. But this was not a problem in front of the fat man, and I even doubted that he remembered twenty-six letters of the English alphabet.

"In Africa, as long as you have money, there's nothing you can't buy." The fat man was silent for a moment and then said, "Except for the lives of comrades-in-arms." ”

The fat man grinds the coffee beans very finely, and the bitter flavor is even stronger. I didn't say anything more, just watched the fat man skillfully make coffee, and I even thought it was easy for him to be a barista and open a coffee shop, at least on the surface.

Finally, a cup of fragrant black coffee was placed in front of me.

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