Lost and Spy

Chapter 2020 Survival in the Jungle
"What kind of singing is the happiest. The winding river comes from the sky, and your young master Meng is lost!"

In such a harsh environment, without knowing where the road is, he is probably the only one who can continue to maintain this stupid mentality, right?

How do you say something?

Now that life has raped you and you are powerless to resist, enjoy it!

The issue is:
How the hell are you going to get out?

Method?

There are always ways.

If there is no trace of anyone passing by here, then I will not leave.

As long as someone walks by, there will be some traces left.

For example, here, there are many footprints on the ground, just walk along here.

The damn rain started falling again.

It's sticky and uncomfortable.

It was tolerable.

The problem is, the rain has washed away many of the traces.

There is still a way.

The grass here has been trampled on.

Someone here has taken a break.

Cigarette butts!
I rely on!

Who the hell is so rich and still has cigarettes on him?
Young Master Meng quickly picked up the cigarette butt.

It's a pity that it was already wet by the rain, so it couldn't light at all.

Young Master Meng sighed, and threw away the cigarette butt sullenly and reluctantly.

Hungry, very hungry.

He found a place to shelter from the rain, took out the cake, looked at it for a long time, and then carefully took a bite.

Then, he hid carefully like a miser.

I saw on TV before that those who get lost in the big forest seem to be able to find food anytime and anywhere.

Not to mention anything else, just the wild fruit, it must be full.

But when I was there in person, I realized that it was all a fucking lie.

In the forest, there are almost no edible things, but there are quite a few things that can eat people.

The most terrible thing is the leech.

There are thousands of leeches lurking on the leaves and in the puddles. The leeches are black and thin, long and slender like matchstick roots. After sucking blood, their bodies are round like silkworm babies.

The leech sticks to the body and it is difficult to get out. It pinches one end and pulls it out, while the other head remains in the human body and continues to suck blood.

The rain finally stopped.

Meng Shaoyuan quickly lit a fire and leaned his feet on the fire to roast.

After a while, dozens of leeches rolled down to the ground.

"Damn, I can't find anything to eat, but you are full?"

Meng Shaoyuan cursed bitterly.

Then, the damn mosquitoes came again.

Mosquitoes in the jungle are very big, more than an inch long, and when they bite a person, they immediately swell a red envelope, which is burning and painful.

The pain is secondary, the key is, God knows what terrible diseases these mosquitoes will bring.

There are poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, etc. are all threats.

At night, jackals, tigers, leopards and other ferocious beasts also ran out, and the stern roars of the beasts echoed in the valley, making one's hair stand on end.

The miasma in the jungle is particularly severe. All kinds of mosquito bites spread germs, edema, relapsing fever, malaria, tetanus, and strange diseases that cannot be named.

Every moment will fall.

Not bad luck.

At least until now, Meng Shaoyuan has not contracted any disease.

The Japanese were gone.

Damn, the Japanese don't want to come in this ghost place.

After resting all night, fortunately, it did not become the food in the belly of the beast.

The further you go, the more hopeless you feel.

Because, along the way, Meng Shaoyuan saw the remains of countless expeditionary soldiers.

They did not die at the hands of the Japanese army, they were swallowed by this terrible forest.

Tiredness and hunger, compared with beasts, are the greatest enemies of the expeditionary force.

Some people fell to the ground while walking, and never got up again.

Meng Shaoyuan knew what happened to the soldiers of the expeditionary army in the Savage Mountain, but only when he saw it with his own eyes, could he deeply understand that the real scene was far more cruel than any description.

He really wanted to collect the remains of every soldier and bring them back to the country where they were born and raised.

But he couldn't do it.

At this time, he was already hungry, and even if he ate sparingly, there was only a small half of the cake in his pocket.

Sometimes, he wished he had to ignore it and eat the whole piece of cake.

But he forced himself not to do so.

As long as you survive for 1 more minute, you will have one more possibility to survive!
Meng Shaoyuan couldn't move anymore.

My feet are weak, and my head is "buzzing".

Last night, probably because I caught a cold, or drank unclean water, I started to have diarrhea when I got up in the morning.

His stomach was obviously empty, but he encountered diarrhea again. This situation was destroying his physical strength to a greater extent.

Diarrhea, usually looks like a minor illness, but in this Savage Mountain, it is enough to kill a person.

Meng Shaoyuan was almost resigned to his fate.

After resting there for a while, his physical strength recovered a little, he took a branch that was used as a crutch, and forced himself to stand up.

He was very tired, very tired, very sleepy, he wanted to sleep, so he fell asleep desperately.

But he couldn't, he was worried that if he fell asleep here, he would fall asleep and never get up again.

He forced himself to go forward.

Finally, he really couldn't walk anymore.

He could fully understand the feeling of despair.

With a hoarse voice, he yelled helplessly, "Come here, is there anyone alive?"

In such a place, it was impossible for anyone to respond to his.

"Have……"

Ok?
hallucinations.

Damn, I really hallucinated.

"Your mother, damn it!" Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help cursing.

"Someone..."

That weak voice, this time, clearly reached Meng Shaoyuan's ears.

left!

That's right!

And the voice sounded familiar.

that is……

Once in a completely desperate situation, one suddenly finds that there is still a companion, and the physical energy aroused in the body is terrifying.

Meng Shaoyuan stumbled towards the place where the sound came from.

Peel back the bushes and he sees it!

People, people!

A man lying on a pile of damp leaves!

Li Zhifeng!
"Damn it, Li Zhifeng, you are still fucking alive!"

For a moment, tears filled Meng Shaoyuan's eyes.

After walking alone in the forest for so long, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly found his closest companion. Meng Shaoyuan really felt that he was going to cry.

Li Zhifeng's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, he tried his best to say: "Sir...sir."

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you injured?" Meng Shaoyuan hurried to him.

Li Zhifeng was injured, his left arm, and the wound began to rot.

Worst of all, his face was flushed.

Wipe the forehead, it's amazingly hot.

He has a high fever.

Here, that was enough to kill him.

"Sir, it's great to be able to see you." Li Zhifeng gasped and said weakly: "Sir, let's go, let's go, go out, leave me alone, I will be satisfied if I can see you again."

"Put your stinky shit on, who will allow you to die?" Meng Shaoyuan opened his mouth and scolded, "I haven't put enough shoes on you yet!"

(End of this chapter)