Jungle Stirrup

What a fucking back!

Chen Cong is in a terrible mood now, and only this sentence comes to mind.

After experiencing a huge fright, the uneasiness and panic that surged in his heart briefly occupied his brain for a while.

As things stand now, his parachute is hanging from a tree and it's raining.

He moved, trying to relieve the pain in his shoulder. His clothes were sticking to his body and it was very uncomfortable. Chen Cong took a deep breath and swung towards the tree trunk. After successfully hugging a thicker branch, he untied it. The parachute on his body climbed along some fragile branches to the middle of the branch of the main trunk. He needed to rest on it for a while, and the thick branches and leaves on the canopy could just block part of the rain.

The current situation is really bad. It couldn't be worse. First, the plane he was flying in encountered a thunderstorm. After being hit on the left wing, the plane began to lose its balance, and then quickly fell downward. Chen Cong felt the moment of weightlessness until now. I have lingering fears.

The plane stabilized after a while of turbulence. The crew began to show their professionalism in this emergency situation and organized the passengers to put on parachutes. Many people cried in panic. They were afraid of parachute accidents and planes. After the crash, Chen Cong put on the device, and was even more flustered by the crying, so he could only wait for the crew to appease the passengers.

At this time, a small fighter jet suddenly flew over in front of them. At this time, the plane they were riding on began to lose control of the fuselage, and gradually tended to lose its balance again. At this time, only a small part of the passengers put on parachutes. The rest of the crew was still reassuring passengers and persuading them to put on parachutes, seeing the situation getting worse.The captain suddenly yelled that it was too late, and then the plane cabin was opened suddenly, a gust of wind hit, Chen Cong closed his eyes, he felt that his nose and eyes could not be opened, and he could not even stand firmly, he quickly suppressed the emotion in his heart In a panic, he cursed in a low voice, then jumped up and opened the parachute on his body.

The extremely fast landing made Chen Cong's heart feel like it was being held tightly by one hand, and then, a loud bang came from behind.

The plane crashed.

He didn't need to open his eyes, Chen Cong knew what happened when he heard the loud noise. Of course, he couldn't open his eyes. There should be many people who fell down at that time, but can they all be as lucky (?) Hanging on a tree is unknown.

Chen Cong scratched his back irritably, feeling itchy. After scratching for a while, he suddenly realized, how could a back be itchy when it is good!

When he looked down, his face turned black. There were so many ants on the tree. Chen Cong was very upset. He quickly stood up and patted his clothes. After patting, he remembered his current situation and his face. Injured by the friction of the branches, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help holding onto the trunk and kicking the giant tree under him to vent his anger.

Holding his breath, Chen Cong tried his best to look around, and then dexterously followed the tree to the ground.

He took out his mobile phone and shook it, but there was no signal, Chen Cong sighed again, put the mobile phone back into his trousers pocket and walked forward, he wanted to see if he could meet other people before it was completely dark , here, the odds of a person surviving are too low.

He walked cautiously, and the soles of his shoes creaked when they touched the decayed dead branches and leaves. The jungle was very humid, and many unknown plants were almost as tall as a person.

Ten minutes later, Chen Cong heard a strange sound coming from the front. It was a harsh neighing sound, a bit like killing a pig...?

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Cong decided to take a look.

Then, Chen Cong saw a person...

But this did not bring joy to Chen Cong, because the man was too embarrassed, Chen Cong looked at the man, and felt the bruises on his body and face hurting...

Chen Cong immediately dodged and hid behind a cluster of weeds as tall as a person.

In front, the one who kept hissing and howling, chasing a man to death, nearly two meters in size...is it a wild boar?

Thinking that he was not a good person, Chen Cong hesitated for a while, did not go out, stared at the situation over there for a while, Chen Cong found that the man was very skilled, he should not be in danger of his life, and he I don't have a knife or gun in my hand, so I really can't help much, it's too troublesome, so it's better not to have this teammate.

Chen Cong stared at the man for a while, then turned and left.

In a few minutes...

There was a bang from the place just now, Chen Cong stood there thinking for a while, he has a gun...

He must have been forced to a certain level by that wild boar before he shot. After all, the bullets used up became less and less.

I have a gun...

Chen Cong looked back, then turned around shamelessly and ran back.

He didn't have a knife or a gun in his hand. After a while, he didn't know what would be attracted by the gunshots!Can following someone who can hold a gun in his hand increase the chance of survival?

After returning to the place just now, the man was unloading pork legs, Chen Cong took two steps forward, and just about to speak, he heard the man say, "Why are you back?"

Chen Cong: "..." Did this person find out before?

Being made like that by a pig still has the heart to notice him peeping, it's really...

No matter what, Chen Cong felt a little guilty...

The man turned his head to look at Chen Cong, looked at it for a moment, and said, "I'm Gu Cheng, I only have three bullets in my hand now, you can follow if you want, but it won't be very safe."

The guilt in Chen Cong's heart disappeared immediately.

"My name is Chen Cong. It was my fault to see you being bullied by a pig just now. If you are a teammate in the future, if you are being bullied by a pig, I will save you." Chen Cong said sincerely.

Gu Cheng: "..."

He took a deep breath to calm himself, and with a force on the saber in his hand, he removed the other pig leg, stood up and said with blood in his hand: "First, I didn't say you were my teammate, and second, I was not raped by a pig." , and thirdly, even... you don’t need you to save me, I just landed right next to this stupid pig after landing.”

Chen Cong: "..." This kind of tone...Damn it, I'm in a bad mood again!

Seeing the man build a fire and plan to roast pork legs, Chen Cong really didn't want to talk to him, but after a while, Chen Cong finally couldn't help reminding: "Aren't you going to shave your hair?"

Gu Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "..."

Chen Cong saw that his face was a bit unnatural, and continued to mock him: "This thing will attract wild animals if it smells roasted!"

Then he saw Gu Cheng casually pointing to another pork leg: "You can also choose to eat raw."

Chen Cong: "..."

Knowing that now is not the time to attack, he walked over to pick up another pork leg, thought for a while, and said to Gu Cheng, "Borrow me a knife."

Gu Cheng turned his head to look over, as if he was thinking about whether to give him a knife.

Chen Cong felt that his little patience was about to run out, so he took a deep breath and said softly, "Lend me the knife."

A knife flew over and stuck it on the ground.

"..."

Originally slightly obsessed with cleanliness, now I have to sit on the ground and roast pork legs by myself, shave the pig hair with a dirty knife, and get ants crawling over his back, and Chen Cong, who has been drenched in the rain and is still wet, feels that his sanity is facing collapse at any time ...

After being silent for a few seconds, Chen Cong lowered his head and pulled the knife out of the soil, just in time to see the palm of his own hand. As he climbed the tree earlier, the cleanliness can be imagined...

Chen Cong was in a very bad mood, and the wild boar's skin was scraped with a knife.

Over there, Gu Cheng was so busy shaving the pig hair that he couldn't help but look up at him, wondering why he suddenly became irritable.

They were speechless for a while, and both of them sat on the ground to shave the pig hair. One of them seemed to have a grudge against the pig leg in his hand, and the atmosphere was very secretive.

After the two finished copying the pig's leg, Gu Cheng got up and planned to leave.

Chen Cong followed with the roasted pork leg, and didn't ask why. The place smelled like barbecued meat, and when the wind blew, he didn't know what to come downwind.

So after the two left, the other two people who heard the gunshots rushed over the next day looked at the pile of ashes and the wolves that were biting the dead pig, very speechless.

Of course, that's something for later, so I won't show it for the time being.

Because after the two of them walked for a while, they came across a very clear stream, so Chen Cong was in a very good mood at the moment, and after washing his hands, he planned to take a bath after eating.

Reluctantly swallowing the tasteless meat, he was thinking a lot, and he didn't know whether he could go out. He swallowed a breath, and glanced casually. Since there were only two people here, he naturally saw Gu Cheng, and also naturally saw Gu Cheng. Chen Cong was unprepared for the obviously not roasted pork leg in his hand. After thinking about it, he handed over his own pork leg.

"Eat this, I can't eat that much."

Gu Cheng turned his head to look at him, then smiled, stretched out his hand and tore off a large piece of meat, and said, "Thank you."

Chen Cong watched him unceremoniously eating the meat he roasted, and remembered that he didn't even give himself a knife, and added: "What are you laughing at, I'm just afraid that you will eat raw pork and eat yourself to death, here I'm the only one left who can't get out."

"En." Gu Cheng replied with meat stuffed in his mouth.