The three of them ran desperately up the hill, each with their own complex psychology.
Xiao Ming is the most willing for the three of them to act in unison, and can exert a subtle influence on Wang Kun and Fatty, and finally bring them into his own steps.
Wang Kun originally preferred to work alone, but because of a sprained ankle and injury, he had to rely on teamwork.
As for the fat man, he was in awe of Xiao Ming.
He also suffered from a strange illness that caused him to faint suddenly, and he didn't dare to leave his side at all.
At this moment, Xiao Ming just wants to get rid of the shackles of fate as soon as possible and have a blast.
But the prerequisite is that he must be more cautious, suppress the agitation in his heart, and prevent himself from falling on the edge of success.
A piece of withered yellow bamboo forest appeared in front of them.
The three of them slowed down and thought in unison that such a large bamboo forest would be a good position if used.
Xiao Ming shook his head: "It's a pity that the nuclear zombies are chasing too closely.
If there is time, these bamboos can be used to make jungle traps, which are enough for them to drink a pot."
"If we can set a fire in the garden to stop the nuclear zombies, we will have time."
Fatty also expressed his opinion.
Xiao Ming looked at the dried grass and dried flowers beside him and sighed: "It's a good idea, but it also takes time to drill wood to make fire."
"You guys grab some hay and I'll start the fire."
Wang Kun took out a magazine and pulled out a bullet.
"Okay" Xiao Ming and Fatty both looked happy and took action quickly.
After a while, a pile of grass was piled up in front of Wang Kun.
He was holding two stones in his hand and kneading the gunpowder on a dead leaf.
Sparks burst out and with a "chi" sound, the gunpowder caught fire and ignited.
The dead leaves and haystacks were removed, and the three young faces turned red.
The whistling sound of the nuclear zombies gradually approached, and the three of them each held fires and started setting fires everywhere like playful children.
Those withered flowers and plants ignited when exposed to fire, forming a sea of fire defense line.
The crackling sound of burning covered up the roar of the nuclear zombies.
Some guys who were not afraid of death continued to rush forward, and immediately turned into fireballs, rolling around and igniting other places.
The three people laughed loudly at the sight, washing away the embarrassment they felt when they fled just now.
Xiao Ming suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted: "Brothers, run up quickly."
It turned out that the large garden was located on a hill.
The terrain was high and the wind was strong.
The wind helped the fire, and the thick smoke billowed.
It burned more and more, and soon spread uncontrollably.
When the three of them ran to the bamboo forest, they saw a terrifying scene.
A frighteningly high flame appeared not far away and rushed straight towards the mountain.
A villa was already on fire.
This fire was equivalent to Set the mountain on fire.
The faces of the three of them all changed, and they couldn't run upwards.
The heat was rolling around them, and there were no streams, depressions or other places where they could hide from the fire.
Now, just after escaping from the skating rink, they were caught in a sea of fire.
The experience of the three people was like a world of ice and fire.
"We should run down towards the fire to have a chance of survival."
Wang Kun then remembered that there is this piece of wilderness survival knowledge.
When encountering a fire in the forest, you cannot escape with the wind, because the wind speed drives the fire speed, which is far faster than a human's.
Speed, speed, and going against the wind is the best choice.
"There are nuclear corpses waiting for us down there."
The fat man was sweating profusely.
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He didn't know whether he was roasted by the fire or frightened.
Xiao Ming knew that he had made a mistake and put the three of them in a desperate situation.
He kept reminding himself in his heart to be calm and calm.
His eyes fell on the unburned bamboo beside him, and an idea flashed: "Brothers, chop the bamboo quickly and create an open space."
"Oh" Wang Kun and Fatty responded in unison, and they were no longer unfamiliar with the word "brothers".
When surrounded by fire in the wild, another way to save yourself is to clear an open area where the fire cannot burn.
Thanks to the fact that the three of them had short knives, which were sharp enough, the three of them formed a circle and chopped off the bamboo from the inside out, as if they were chopping off the heads of a corpse.
This kind of bamboo is a local specialty, called Polygonatum japonicus.
It is tough but not thick.
As long as you cut it at the bamboo joints and pull it hard, it will break easily.
Time is life.
The three of them raced against time.
They moved quickly, cut off a piece of bamboo and threw it in the middle.
After a while, a pile of bamboo was piled up behind them.
Finally, when the fire spread to the bamboo forest, the three of them cut out an open space half the size of a basketball court.
The bamboos that had not had time to be cut all burned, making a series of explosions, like firecrackers.
The remaining bamboo joints on the ground also burned, but the flames were far lower than the flames outside.
The three of them hurriedly threw the chopped bamboo into the fire to prevent the backyard from catching fire and causing trouble both internally and externally.
After only throwing away more than half of it, the three of them couldn't stand it anymore.
Their skin was almost scorched by the heat wave, their heads were about to burn, and they had difficulty breathing, which was a sign of hypoxia.
The three of them lay down.
The air on the ground was a little better.
Xiao Ming still had half a bottle of water, and Wang Kun had a bottle.
The three of them took turns to drink a few sips, then poured some water on their clothes, covered their mouths and noses, and resigned themselves to fate. .
"You said, if we all die, who will be the championship?"
The fat man on the left is still thinking about this.
Xiao Ming, who was in the middle, was too lazy to continue.
Due to lack of oxygen, his head had no energy to think.
"No matter who you are, it won't be your turn, fat guy," Wang Kun on the right said angrily.
"Why?"
Fatty said unconvinced.
"It's up to you to die first."
Wang Kun said the cruel fact.
Fat people are larger, less resistant to heat, and consume more energy.
In a fire scene, they have the highest probability of dying first.
"Even if I die first, you won't live long," the fat man retorted.
It seems that among the three, Fatty is the one who is most afraid of death.
Xiao Ming and Wang Kun both compete for the love in their hearts, but they are not afraid of death.
No matter in the past, present or future, the heart of a young man in every era who will go to the sword, go to the sea of fire, and die without regrets for his lover will never change.
Surrounded by smoke and fire, Xiao Ming unconsciously listened to the meaningless bickering between Wang Kun and Fatty.
As he listened, the two of them gradually lost their voice.
His eyes also darkened for a while, and a thought passed through his mind: Who will go first?
Dead Xiao Ming was the first person to come back alive.
He sat up in a daze, surrounded by darkness.
The cold wind was howling above his head, but it was hot under his buttocks.
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The air was filled with the strange smell of something burning.
For a second or two, he almost thought he was in hell, but a familiar scream came down the wind, and he was startled and realized that he was back in the human world.
That was the sound of giant rats.
They were quite far away.
Xiao Ming wondered why they didn’t come over to eat him.
He put his hands on the hot ground and understood a little.
Maybe this hot land saved him.
Then he felt his mouth was dry.
When he felt that his backpack was still there, he took out the bottle of water and drank it all in one gulp.
It felt like a cooling feeling in his heart. , made him sigh, it’s so good to be alive.
Xiao Ming then remembered his two companions.
They were both there when he touched them, but they were motionless.
He didn't know whether they were dead or alive.
He took out another bottle of water from Wang Kun's backpack and poured it on their faces.
Wang Kun and Fatty each groaned, woke up one after another, sat up, and asked at the same time: "Who died?"
Xiao Ming was a little funny: "No one died."
The two of them said "Oh" in unison again, with disappointment in their tone.
Xiao Ming suddenly thought that these two guys must be wishing for him to die, because he is their biggest competitor.
He has no patience to develop a relationship with these two guys.
Tomorrow is the last day of the finals, and he will have a decisive battle at the top of his destiny.
There is no problem with the fat man.
No matter how unwilling he is in his heart, Xiao Ming is sure to make him obedient.
The difficult thing is Wang Kun.
He has no shortcomings in Xiao Ming's hands.
Although Xiao Ming has helped him a few times, it is far from being able to make him listen to him.
However, Xiao Ming has made up his mind to use various means to pull Wang Kun onto his pirate ship.
"You two, we can have a good rest tonight.
Even if there is any mechanism on this hill, it has been burned down by this fire."
Xiao Ming showed a smirk in the darkness.
At least until tomorrow morning, the three of them will not have to use it.
After being separated, he had enough time to find Wang Kun's weaknesses.
"Is it really possible?
What should we do with those giant rats?"
The fat man held both hope and doubt.
Wang Kun mocked: "Pig brain, there are hidden fires everywhere on this mountain.
If we light a bunch of them randomly, we won't be afraid of the giant rats."
"Big guy, who are you calling a pig?"
The fat man couldn't hear this the most, and he looked like he was going to fall out.
"Why do you still want to fight after scolding you?"
Wang Kun is not someone to be trifled with either.
The reason why the two of them became so impulsive was because they thought that tomorrow would be the last day.
If three people go in and one person goes out, only one person can survive.
Xiao Ming sat on the mountain and watched the fight between tigers, and he intuitively felt that the deeper the conflict between the two people, the more beneficial it would be to him.
"Forget it, let's save some energy and light the fire first."
The fat man suddenly became discouraged and picked up an unburned broken bamboo to pick out the tinder.
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I saw the fat man picking at random, and the ground was covered with sparks, like fireflies.
The remaining pile of bamboo came in handy, and the three of them started building a bonfire together.
The fire was blazing, and the three of them sat together.
Wang Kun and Fatty sat across from Xiao Ming, and no one paid any attention to the other.
"Will it rain again?"
Xiao Ming thought of another section.
The rain last night came and stopped at any time.
Needless to say, it was the fault of the organizing committee.
Wang Kun said: "No, I observed last night that the rain was caused by the sprinkler heads used for greening.
Today's fire had already burned those plastic water pipes."
The fat man also muttered: "I hope it rains, my throat is on fire."
Xiao Ming knew that the fat man was thirsty and was embarrassed to ask, so he asked Wang Kun for water, took a sip himself, and then handed it to the fat man.
The cool water calmed the fire in the fat man's heart.
He drank a few sips wisely, handed it back, and said thank you to Xiao Ming.
In fact, he meant it to Wang Kun.
Wang Kun seemed not to hear it, and stared blankly at the bonfire with straight eyes.
Seeing Wang Kun's dejected look, Xiao Ming guessed that he was thinking about that girl, and his heart moved.
Isn't this Wang Kun's weakness?
It depends on how he uses it.
"Xiao Ming, what should I do if you tell me when we break out today?"
the fat man asked flatteringly.
He was also thinking about his own weakness
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