"Where are we going next?"
Jin Shile interrupted Feng Feng from continuing to appreciate the scenery.
He was eager to try, carrying his hiking bag and ready to do a great job at any time.
He had looked everywhere except for the small patch of ground beneath the three men's feet.
There is no place to step, let alone a road, in other places!
I really don’t know how the instructor sent them in.
Feng Feng turned his head and thought seriously:
"Let's find a place to set up camp first. We need to find a place to put down our things."
They can't always carry such heavy backpacks, right?
"A stronghold? That's easy to find..." Mai Xuan replied while observing the surroundings.
At this moment, his ears moved at the right time, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"Wait! I think I hear water!"
"Really?" Jin Shile was delighted.
The instructor only allowed them to bring in two bottles of water.
Water source is an important issue they have to solve in the next ten days.
As a result, I just came in and already this problem has been solved by them?
A better life is beckoning them!
Jin Shile rubbed his hands together and said, "Then let's go quickly and settle down near the water source!"
"Any flat open space will do. I brought a tent and sleeping bag!"
"Tents and sleeping bags?!"
Feng Feng's surprised eyes swept over his back and hands, "Do you really think you're here camping?"
No wonder the other party seemed to carry more things than them, even their backpack was a size bigger than theirs.
You can tell at first glance that it was specially customized.
He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you tired of carrying so many things?"
"It's not bad. It's much easier than the instructor's weighted cross-country training."
Jin Shile even took the time to free one hand to prove that it was no big deal for him to bear all these expenses.
After the first five days of devilish training, he felt that his ability to endure had increased a lot.
However, this may not be the case if you memorize it for a long time.
So they need to determine their location as soon as possible.
He was about to leave following the sound of water in his ears, and turned back to urge:
"Let's go, and try to have our lunch at our new base!"
…
The three planned well.
But when it came to implementation, it got stuck at the first step.
Before we knew it, the sun was already directly overhead.
They are still struggling in the lush jungle.
"brush!"
Feng Feng took a sickle in his hand and cut off a thorn neatly, barely clearing the way forward.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his mood did not improve because of the new road he had opened up.
They have been repeating this process for who knows how long.
There was always the sound of flowing water, but they could not find the source.
If you didn’t know, you would think they were coming to clear a path through the woods!
Feng Feng hesitated, not knowing whether he should do something to help them escape from their current predicament.
But due to the hidden recording device nearby, he really didn't dare to act rashly.
After much hesitation, he finally chose to give up.
Well, just think of it as going through Sister Wan'er's trial again.
"What the hell is going on!" Jin Shile's panicked voice came from behind.
Feng Feng turned around immediately: "What's wrong?"
He only had time to see a gray shadow rushing towards Feng Feng!
Without any hesitation, he swung the sickle in his hand!
“Puff!”
The sickle pierced the flesh, and the gray shadow was nailed to the ground. After struggling for a few times, it stopped moving.
Blood slowly oozed from beneath its body.
Only then did Feng Feng see clearly what had attacked him.
It was a large grey rat, and its species was unknown.
"Ahhhhh! Fourth Brother, what did you do?!" Jin Shile screamed from behind.
The noise was so loud that Feng Feng began to hallucinate. He rubbed his ears:
"It's just a mouse I killed. Otherwise I would have been the one to suffer."
He pulled the sickle off the mouse.
I don’t know what the gray mouse eats to grow up, it’s quite heavy.
He was surrounded by cut thorns, and if he bumped into them, he would fall into them.
This is called self-defense.
Feng Feng looked at Jin Shile with disdain: "Stop shouting, or you might attract other people here."
Jin Shile stared at the still bleeding corpse on the ground, unable to accept it, but still replied:
"We are all struggling right now, and I don't believe others are in a better condition than us!"
"Who knows?"
Feng Feng thought that this was not necessarily the case.
He wanted to say yes, but was a little surprised to see Jin Shile dawdling there.
"Why don't you come over?" Feng Feng remembered the scream just now and suddenly realized, "Are you afraid of mice?"
"fart!"
Jin Shile was like a mouse whose tail was stepped on. He was eager to explain, but he didn't dare to look at the dead mouse on the ground.
"Who's afraid of these things? I just think they're disgusting!"
He is not afraid of insects or animals, but cockroaches, bats, rats and the like are full of bacteria, so he just wants to stay away from them.
Feng Feng doesn't care.
He was not interested in the reasons why others hated animals, but instead stared at the mouse's corpse and fell into thought.
"This, uh... a flying squirrel? It's pretty plump anyway. How about we have it for lunch?"
After all, they didn't bring any food with them and had to find rations for the next few days.
"Are you talking like a human being?" Jin Shile almost jumped up. "I absolutely won't eat this!!"
Feng Feng is a ruthless man. He kills mice without blinking an eye and can even discuss a hundred ways to eat them.
But he can't.
Rats are so dirty, they are full of germs!
He suspected that if they ate it, they would withdraw from the competition early the next day due to food poisoning!
Feng Feng was seen pulling out the sickle and wiping it, as if he was ready to use it.
Jin Shile was even more impressed!
They had no shortage of knives, and if his knife killed a rat, he definitely didn't want to use it again!
If Feng Feng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer.
If these mice that grow in nature are considered dirty.
Wasn't it the same as being showered with biological weapons when he rolled around among the corpses?
That kind of ghost is really rotten flesh and blood that has been dead for hundreds of years.
The kind that makes you not need to eat for two weeks after smelling it!
Didn’t he make it through?
Now these are trivial matters!
"You're just acting like a spoiled brat." Feng Feng didn't care. "If you're really hungry, I guarantee you'll eat more deliciously than anyone else!"
Anyway, after he finished speaking, he took out a disposable plastic bag from his pocket and put the mouse's body in it.
After weighing it, I prepared to take it with me.
Jin Shile smelled the blood and just wanted to stay a hundred or eighty meters away from Feng Feng!
It was just shift change time, and he used every cell in his body to frantically reject the sickle handed to him by Feng Feng.
He then searched his bag for a spare knife and quickly ran to the front to chop the thorns.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he could no longer smell the blood, and couldn't help complaining:
"Old Four, I'm not saying you're adapting too quickly, are you?"
He swore that any normal modern person would not accept eating rats on the first day!
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