Chapter Twenty-Five: If You Don't Go Crazy, You Can't Survive

In fact, Feng Jun's thinking can't stand scrutiny, and it will bring a lot of trouble to the generator.

As mentioned above, the sound of diesel power generation is very loud, and it will be heard far away at night, and it will be bad if some beast is summoned.

Worse is to recruit the same kind, and in the wilderness, humans are likely to be much more terrifying than beasts.

After smoking a cigarette, Feng Jun set off in full gear, this time he even put on a helmet, a dog-leg knife in his left hand and a rubber stick in his right hand, a powerful crossbow on his back, an electric baton hanging from his waist, and a dagger tied to the outside of his thigh and calf leggings.

In a blink of an eye, ten days have passed, and Feng Jun at this moment is full of wind and frost, and his body also emits a thick smell of sweat.

The work of searching the mountains was even harder than he imagined.

He didn't need to probe against the ground, just to feel if there was heat on his wrist, so in these ten days, with the warehouse as the center, he had searched a circle with a radius of thirty miles.

And yet, he got nothing!

He had encountered some danger, and had fallen into a cave, but fortunately it was not deep, and he had stepped on a dead branch, which turned out to be an unknown insect that had bitten him hard, but fortunately, the leather boots he wore were lined with steel plates.

The worm only bit through the surface of the hide, leaving two rows of fine imprints on the steel plate.

What was particularly terrifying was that he once encountered a large group of mosquito-like insects next to a bush, a black one.

The insects looked like mosquitoes, but were the size of dragonflies, and their long, pointed beaks suggested that they were blood-suckers—or at least plant sap.

Fortunately, there is tear gas in the materials purchased by Feng Jun - that's right, there is really this kind of private goods in the hands of the shopkeeper of Taotao.com, but what is certain is that it is definitely not a standard, but an imitation.

In fact, it is not unusual for this kind of thing to appear, and when Feng Jun purchased, he asked the shopkeeper for "smoke bombs", saying that his crew would use it for filming, and it was best to add some "tear-jerking effect".

The shopkeeper said that if it has a tear-jerking effect, the price is a bit like that...... Ahem, you get the idea.

Feng Jun bought five cans of this thing and brought two cans with him.

Fortunately, I brought two cans, one of which was opened, and there was no response at all, Taotao.com is worthy of being a distribution center for counterfeit and shoddy goods.

Fortunately, the other can was very angry, and thick white smoke came out in an instant.

This is the first appearance of tear gas canisters in this space, and the effect is extremely obvious, those mosquitoes were originally very rampant, like hornets that have been stabbed into a honeycomb, rushing towards Feng Jun with a decisive momentum.

But with the thick smoke, the black cloud composed of mosquitoes suddenly stagnated.

A few mosquitoes, I don't know if they couldn't stop it, or if they didn't believe in evil, rushed into the white smoke, and then crackled and fell to the ground.

As they fell, their transparent wings made a strange vibration sound, as if to warn them, and then the white smoke began to spread, and some of the mosquitoes that had not reacted also fell to the ground.

Next, the black cloud quickly receded backwards, like Tang Woxue.

When the white smoke was still spreading, the black cloud turned and rolled directly into the distance, retreating without looking back.

And at that time, Feng Jun couldn't stand it anymore, he finally coughed violently, tears streaming down his face, "Ahem...... Hold the grass, forgot to buy a gas mask. ”

Anyway, in the past ten days, Feng Jun's whole person has lost a lot of weight, what he has to consider now is whether to continue to be here, or to continue his exploration in another place?

Seeing that there were less than eighty bottles of mineral water left, he decided to travel far away, and when he came, he brought a full hundred and twenty bottles of 1.25 liters of mineral water, which was worth two hundred and forty catties.

What he thought was that even if I drank two and a half bottles a day, I could drink it for forty or fifty days, but who would have thought that he would have to drink at least three bottles of water a day to climb the mountain under this scorching sun, and that he would have a kettle to boil water at night, and that he could drink some hot tea to keep out the cold.

Water is a problem, and gasoline is a problem, but it's the opposite of water, there is a bit of gasoline left, and if you don't use it at this time, it will be a long time before you use it.

In fact, at this time, Feng Jun was already a little unbearable, he didn't know if his body stinked or not, but he was very sure that his hair was already stuck together one by one, and he couldn't comb it.

How he longed to sleep in a quiet room, without having to shiver in a blanket, without worrying about the tent being blown away by the howling wind, and not worrying about inexplicable critters invading in the middle of the night.

He never realized how precious it was to have a stable and peaceful room.

To tell the truth, being alone in the wild is really uncomfortable, and he really can't hold on.

I knew that this was the case, even if I brought a mobile phone in, at least I could play a small game like Lianliankan.

However, despite so many complaints, he still insisted that he wanted to carry out the expedition for only one reason, there was not much energy, and when he went back this time, there were only about twenty energy points, which could only ensure that he smuggled goods once, and twice was a little hanging.

He has a sense of urgency to hurry up, he is in the best days of his life, and he wants to get rich as soon as possible to enjoy life.

Besides, whether the adventure brought by this stone ring can accompany him for the rest of his life is also two words.

That night, he had a delicious meal, and drank a small bottle of Fenjiu rarely, and slept relatively well.

Early the next morning, when it was dawn, he mounted his motorcycle, took most of the remaining water and half of the petrol, and hobbled out on an unknown adventure.

After ten days of observation, he found that on the south side of this mountain, there seemed to be a valley and a flat river, so he chose this direction.

The weight of the motorcycle at the moment is approaching 250 kilograms, even if it is a modified body, it is a little overwhelmed, and the rugged ground makes the journey extremely difficult.

In particular, the weight on the back of the car was too large, and there was an occasional bump, and he often felt a little unable to press the front of the car.

The next time you come in, be sure to bring a modified, super-load-bearing motorcycle, and the front of the car must be welded to the luggage rack.

He secretly made up his mind.

He stumbled along the way, and by noon he had traveled almost two hundred miles.

By this time he had entered the valley, which was so divided that it was once a river, but now it had dried up, and occasionally shells could be seen in the crevices of the pebbles.

Since there is a Gobi in the west, it is not uncommon for the rivers to dry up here.

Feng Jun didn't explore those small river valleys, now he didn't have a map, and even his sense of direction was not very clear, in this case, to explore those river valley forks was no different from looking for death.

As a former amateur traveler, he is still quite clear about this knowledge, although he is very confident in his memory, and recognizing the way is also his specialty, but he has no intention of challenging the experience summed up by his predecessors with blood and tears.

He was a thoughtful man, and every sixty or seventy miles he walked along the way, he would not only stop to look around, but also bury some food and water for his return.

If the motorcycle breaks down on the way, if he wants to come back safely, he has to count on these pre-stored supplies.

Of course, he could quit the space at any time and return to the place he rented, but the cost of doing so was too high for him to use unless he had to.

By evening, Feng Jun estimated that he had walked more than 400 miles, that is, 200 kilometers.

The valley is winding, and if it is a straight line, whether it is a hundred kilometers, it is difficult to say.

With the reduction of supplies on the car, the motorcycle is much more agile and less strengering.

However, Feng Jun still decided to start camping in the evening, he chose a depression on the slope of the river valley and set up a tent, which is also common sense - the wind in the middle of the river valley is too strong.

Sure enough, as soon as the sun set, the wind in the valley suddenly became stronger, especially in the early morning, the howling cold wind seemed to become the only existence between heaven and earth, and it was extremely earth-shattering.

Just by listening to the sound, Feng Jun could judge that the wind strength was at least level seven.

However, he was also very proud, because the place he chose was so good, the river breeze basically did not affect this place, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, that is, two or three levels.

At dawn the next day, the wind had subsided considerably, and he packed his bags and set off.

He had already planned to go two or three days further, and whether he had gained anything or not, he would have to return, otherwise, he would not be able to guarantee the supply of supplies.

This valley is really too winding, who knows how far it will be to go out?

At most, four more days of probing, this is the bottom line he has planned.

Interestingly, he made his decision, and by noon he had made a discovery.

At that time, he paused by a large rock, intending to look around, and then choose a place to bury a small amount of water.

But as he looked around, he found a human skeleton.

Along the way, he had not seen human bones once or twice, this place was extremely desolate, and it was once a river with abundant water, fish bones, tortoise shells and broken shells could be seen, why not human bones?

But the human skeleton was too close to him, and there was something like a chain tied to the skeleton.

Feng Jun knew in his heart that if he had been left before he had an adventure, if he encountered such a human skeleton in the wilderness, he would be half scared to death, and he would definitely not have the courage to step forward and take a closer look.

And now, he stepped forward and kicked the human bones apart with one kick, without the slightest uncomfortable feeling.

It can be seen that people's courage is exercised, and when they see a lot of things, they become accustomed to it.

Heroes are accustomed to seeing people, and so are bones.

The bones of the corpse were very weathered, and they had not fallen apart in the river wind for many years, which was already very good, but now that they had eaten him, they were suddenly torn apart.

But the chains were sturdy, and they didn't spread out.

"Huh?" Feng Jun frowned and looked at the other end of the chain, what seemed to be tied to it?

Actually, it's nothing, it's just an irregular big stone, the size of a human head, relatively flat, just ...... This color?

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