My mind became clearer, and I quickly got up, limped out of the dangerous "light zone", and hid behind a large tree in the dark.

Luckily, I still have my first aid kit with me and it's very well protected. I hurriedly fumbled to open it, took out the hemostatic powder and bandages, and bandaged them in the dark, although it hurt, I knew that it was just a skin trauma, and it was not a big problem.

I knew that the surviving Japanese soldier must have been scouting my situation. In this dark jungle, we will have to fight one-on-one to the death.

I knew I had to kill him before dawn, or I'd be in a passive position. Because in the dark jungle, when neither side can see, I can rely on my keen sense of smell to easily track his location. But if it is dawn and he can see it, my advantage will be weakened by Yan zhòng.

Whether it's long-range sniper techniques, or all kinds of combat elements, I'm not sure it's stronger than this Japanese scout. So, while it's dark, I'm going to hurry up.

I touched the bullets on my body, there weren't too many, and I didn't know when this sensitive sense of smell would disappear, although the grass was very effective, but after a while, the power of the medicine would slowly wane.

All this qiē does not allow me to hesitate.

I tried to twitch my nose, carefully identifying the smell in which direction there was blood besides the strong smell of blood on the battlefield just now? Because the Japanese soldier who escaped was already covered in blood, he also had a strong smell of blood on his body.

I kept changing directions, sniffing hard, and suddenly, I felt a smell of blood wafting from behind me, and I immediately became nervous and excited. Because I knew that the Japanese scout had moved behind me very quickly, and without knowing it, if I hadn't had such a keen sense of smell, I am afraid that he would have been lightly captured by him from behind. I know that these Japanese soldiers have received strict training in jungle warfare, and their survival and combat skills in the jungle are very high.

Based on the intensity of the smell, I could tell that he was probably more than ten meters away from me, but because it was in the jungle, the distance of more than ten meters could be separated by countless trees, so I must not turn around and shoot at him. I kept telling myself to hold my breath and be careful to conserve bullets, because there weren't many.

Luckily, I was hiding under a boulder, and it was a great place to hide. Even if he shoots indiscriminately, or throws a grenade, I won't get any damage. By the smell, I could feel him approaching quickly, and I held the Thomson submachine gun tightly in my hand, and I knew that the moment of a life-and-death duel was imminent.

Why was he able to judge my location so accurately? Oh no, I suddenly realized that the problem was with this boulder.

What is the most sensitive of a well-trained professional soldier to wherever he goes? Generally speaking, it should be the terrain. He will pay special attention to the surrounding terrain and landforms, and he can't help but think about how to arrange fire points, how to retreat, how to build fortifications, how to use the terrain to avoid enemy artillery fire, etc.

And this boulder is one of the most characteristic terrain in this area, and anyone who has been on the battlefield can see that this boulder is the best natural fortification. The Japanese soldier, who was not killed by me, must have noticed this stone, and according to the sensitivity of his soldiers, he felt that it was very likely that the enemy would hide under this boulder.

But perhaps what he didn't expect was that the man hiding under the stone was a person with a keen sense of smell like a dog. I knew that if I continued to stay under the boulder, I would be waiting to die, so I quickly crawled out quietly, hid near the mouth of the boulder, held the muzzle of the gun, and was ready to fire at any time.

The Japanese soldier was getting closer and closer, and when he reached five or six meters, even if he didn't have to sniff his nose, he could hear him slowly approaching the boulder.

The moment I felt him turn to the mouth of the boulder, I was less than five meters behind him, and at this distance, even if I couldn't see, I could accurately judge the position of the other party just by hearing. I no longer hesitated, pulled the trigger, and a shuttle bullet shot out of the muzzle, I obviously felt hit, and quickly stopped shooting. But after learning the lesson of the last time, I didn't go up immediately, but immediately changed my position after shooting, and after waiting for a full twenty minutes, seeing that there was no movement or abnormality, I slowly walked over, kicked the corpse with my foot, and then made up two more shots.

At that time, I felt a strong sense of accomplishment in my heart, I actually killed eight Japanese soldiers! And a scout of the Japanese army! I calmly returned to the corpses, took their flashlights, and accidentally found a compass from them, and I was ecstatic. For soldiers who have been separated from their troops, the role of the compass is too important.

But I didn't dare to stay long, and moved quickly overnight, because I was afraid that the dense gunfire would attract a large number of Japanese troops, and it would be bad. When I left, I didn't forget to take off the numbers and name tags of these Japanese soldiers, which can be regarded as a kind of vanity! Later, I was awarded a first-class meritorious service and was awarded the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun by Chiang Kai-shek.

It was only by passing the compass that I realized that the direction I was traveling was the direction away from the troops, so I went farther and farther. I quickly corrected my direction and walked in the direction of the troops, and at noon the next day, I returned to the troops, and my experience was widely spread in the troops and became legendary. Of course, my sense of smell is slowly returning to the state of a normal person. As for the wound on my leg, I haven't figured out what the Japanese army used to shoot it for a long time. It was only later that I gradually learned that it was an "iron brush" used by the Japanese army to climb trees. If you look at my leg, it's this honeycomb scar. ”

Wang Zhengkui's narration made his cousin very emotionally In such a battlefield, although the blind man did not directly save Wang Zhengkui, Wang Zhengkui's ability to survive did depend on the manuscripts left by the blind man, which is more magical than directly saving people, a bit like the clever plan left by Zhuge Liang.

Before we knew it, my cousin had been chatting with us for a long time, and when we looked at the sun, it was already in the west, and by the time we went down, it was already a little dark. The cool mountain breeze blows gently, and the body sweats slightly, as if I have just finished a workout. In order to facilitate the pick-up and drop-off of her cousin, Sister Li deliberately drove her father's car, but her cousin's body was really tough enough, and at the end of this day, she was not tired at all, but even more energetic.

After sending my cousin home, there were just the two of us in the car, and I joked: "Your cousin's body is awesome, I am a little tired after a day of tossing and being so energetic." ”

Sister Li listened, and nodded approvingly while driving: "Yes, look at his old man's spiritual head, it's no problem to live a hundred years old."

I sat in the passenger seat, and suddenly approached Sister Li, who was driving, smelling her good body fragrance and hair fragrance, and said badly: "You said that your cousin's body is so good, should he be quite active in bed?"

Sister Li gave me a blank look and said coquettishly: "You are really a hooligan."

When I arrived at the hotel where I usually stayed, after Sister Li parked the car, we went upstairs together. For the first time, I found that when going up the stairs, if a woman with a hot body walks in front of you, it is very visually striking! Sister Li's bulging buttocks and thin bee waist are very irritating under the wrapping of denim shorts and a close-fitting T-shirt on the upper body. Especially when I went upstairs, the slight swing of my waist and the natural writhing of my ass made my blood gush.

Since this hotel is only six floors, there is no elevator, but this has become a visual benefit for me. When I walked to the fifth floor, I saw that there was no one, I gently pinched Sister Li's ass from behind, Sister Li was not angry at all, just turned her head and looked at me teasingly, smiled charmingly and said: "You little pervert, I want to complain again, I will bite you to death when I get to the house in a while."

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I rushed up, hugged Sister Li tightly, and kissed passionately in the corridor.

In this hotel, there are usually very few people, and the rooms on the fifth floor are basically empty, and there are no people at all, so I really want to do it with Sister Li in this empty corridor, change the environment, and try different stimulation, but when I was about to take off Sister Li's shorts, she grabbed my hand, panted and whispered: "No, there is a camera, let's go back to the room and do it again."

Camera!

It was as if the wiring in my brain had suddenly been connected, yes, there was a camera! It was Sister Li's words that made me pause.

To know if the blind man will appear on that mountain during a thunderstorm, let's just put a camera and take a picture! How could I not have thought of such a simple method?

Back in the room, after a stormy and happy lingering, when the two of us hugged each other naked, I told Sister Li about this idea. Sister Li hugged me, kissed me with sweetness and love, and praised me for being smart. The firm and full ** just pressed against my bare chest, which made me both excited and feel a kind of maternal tenderness and warmth.

Once the plan was set, we started to choose a camera to shoot on the Internet.

For this kind of camera, Sister Li and I have some discussions about what it should do. We both felt that to secretly shoot blind people's cameras, it was better to have waterproof, wide-angle shooting, infrared shooting in the dark, and power to it.

Because, if you shoot a blind man, it must be in a thunderstorm, so waterproof is very necessary; Also, we don't know for sure where the blind man will appear, so it's better to be wide-angled and be able to shoot a large area, so that we can shoot the blind man as much as possible, if he really goes up the mountain during a thunderstorm; And with its own electricity, it is even more necessary, because there is no power supply in the mountains at all. Of course, if it's at night, of course, the infrared shooting function is necessary.

After defining these features, Sister Li and I started shopping online. But I searched and searched, but I didn't find a suitable one, and those candid cameras on the Internet were too rudimentary and too rough, which was difficult to meet our requirements. What to do? After thinking about it, I could only turn to Yang Hui for help. So we hurriedly sent an email to Yang Hui in the United States, telling us what we needed and what we were doing.