A drug lord from the Golden Crescent wants to build an ancient city in the desert of northern China into a capital of crime.

This kind of thing is known by a righteous white police officer, it is almost equivalent to people who have been hungry for three days to see a table full of Manchu and Han people, no less than to see the dawn of life.

How can Bai ling'er knock on the head of the porcelain bumping boy, find out all the criminal information, report it to the police, and leave it alone for the moment.

Just talking about Li Nanfang, who is really hungry to his head.

After 48 hours in the virtual training ground, Li Nanfang experienced a series of unimaginable events, such as the attack of poisonous snakes, the company of silly dogs, the sun in the shade of trees, Yang Xiao's life threat, the incarnation of a murderous devil, being awakened by a lamb with a bullet, and finally watching the real world's impossible natural disaster appear.

Finally, at this time, he realized that he should get something to eat to supplement the energy loss of his body.

But since he came here, he has seen two kinds of food.

A dead snake, a pack of compressed biscuits.

But now, these two things have all disappeared with the collapse of the earth.

What can he do?

Only along a direction to go forward, hoping to meet again what birds, animals, insects, snakes and other things, catch back to fill their stomachs.

But the rainforest on the virtual training ground is different from the real world.

That is the tropical rainforest that can be called a biological Museum. It can have any wild animals and plants, but only trees on the virtual training ground.

Unless you're lucky enough to meet a viper.

Otherwise, we should consider whether the leaves, branches and bark of such a large tree can be eaten.

After ten hours of solitude, Li Nanfang didn't know if he was lost.

He has to walk at least 60 kilometers, which is the distance from the green mountains to the city, but the surrounding scene is still monotonous rainforest landscape.

As soon as he entered the training ground, he saw the vast desert in more than three hours.

Li Nanfang suspected that he had been in circles all the time.

However, if you let him know that it took him nearly two days to climb out of the hinterland of the desert, he would not have such doubts.

The monkey can come out, that is his good luck, big life.

I didn't encounter any rivals, I didn't encounter any sandstorm, occasionally I can see some desert plants rich in water, just go on all the way.

But Li Nanfang is not so lucky.

He should guard against the cold guns that may be fired at any time in the surrounding jungle, try to avoid the swamps covered by fallen leaves, and have the power to search for food.

This kind of March consumes a lot of physical strength and energy.

But some people think that he is too relaxed, and set up fatal traps on his way.

A thin metal wire is connected to a grenade fuse buried under the root of a tree. Under the thick leaves, no one can detect it.

If Li Nanfang hadn't made a mark on the next tree trunk every 100 steps, it would have been impossible to find something buried under the tree.

If he hadn't seen the trap and squatted down curiously to study, he wouldn't have ignored the danger around him and almost been shot through the forehead by a bullet.

If you didn't suddenly realize the danger, subconsciously sidestep to avoid the bullet from a tree dozens of meters away, to avoid being killed on the spot. It's impossible for him to step into a noose and be hit by a rather primitive trap, and the whole person will be hanged upside down in an instant.

Fortunately, he's very responsive.

When you feel that your ankle is trapped in the rope, bend your body as fast as you can, and use a spear to cut off the rope.

People are left behind, but the cold gun, which was obviously covered by the muffler, can't stop.

Li Nanfang rolled on the ground for several times before finally avoiding the bullets. After taking the trunk of another big tree as a shelter and hiding his figure, he heard a "click" sound coming from his feet, and then he didn't dare move any more.

When you first came in, no one told me that there were still mines here.

At17 anti infantry mine, after the weight of more than 40 kg is compressed, the detonator is activated. Once the pressure is lost, it will explode immediately, emitting hundreds of shrapnel within a radius of 10 meters.

This thing is quite violent and has been listed as a military prohibited weapon by international human rights organizations.

Nowadays, only a few countries such as China, the United States and Russia have not signed the ban on such weapons.

The Black Ghost, once invincible in Europe, has even "visited" the military restricted zones of a few European countries, that is, it has never really been attacked by land mines.

If I had known that one day I would encounter this kind of trouble, Li Nanfang would surely be there in the golden triangle and make a good trip in the minefield around Kokang.

That way, at least it can provide him with an effective reference to find a way out now.

"Well, my ability to survive in the wild has really degenerated."

Li Nanfang shook his head helplessly, turned to lean on the tree trunk, habitually extended his hand to his trouser pocket, and scolded: "Damn it, there's not even a cigarette!"

A cigarette after death and a cigarette before death should have the same effect.

Unfortunately, after entering the virtual training ground for two days, Li Nanfang didn't see such a thing as smoke. He even scolded in his heart that the researchers who designed the training ground lacked a brain.

"I have cigarettes here."

A voice came from afar, followed by a complete unopened soft box of Zhonghua, flying over a beautiful parabola in the air.

Li Nanfang laughed, and without looking back, he reached for it and said, "it seems that I shouldn't have scolded you just now."

Li Nanfang really shouldn't curse people.

There are cigarettes here, but he didn't find them himself.

In fact, not to mention cigarettes, as long as those designers feel something, it is possible to put a golden mountain in front of you.

At the time of designing the virtual training ground, the old smokers among the designers had not considered what weapons and equipment to add, but had already used what brand of cigarettes to highlight the Chinese style of the virtual training ground.

Thinking about it, only "Greater China" can be regarded as the top thing in the minds of the majority of smokers.

Don't think that adding a box of cigarettes to a virtual training ground is just a matter of moving your fingers.

Since we want to design this program, we need to simulate the feeling of cigarettes perfectly in the form of data.

Without decades of cigarette age and without hundreds of cigarettes, how can soft China copy the feeling of this kind of cigarette.

A group of designers keep improving and do research at the cost of their own health. Li Nanfang still says that they are irresponsible. It's a bit too much.

So, to apologize.

Li Nanfang tore open the cigarette package, took out a cigarette and took a deep breath. Then he exclaimed to the sky: "good!"

How about cigarettes?

Or is the design level of those researchers good?

Part of it.

Li NanFang's praise is more about the good design of a series of jungle traps, viper.

From the grenade fuse buried in the leaves of the ground, to the primitive rope trap, to the position of the mine at the moment, as well as the pressure of the series of cold guns just now, all show that the person who designed these is a jungle combat expert.

Until the man threw a box of cigarettes, Li Nanfang also judged the identity of the other party.

viper.

Before the beginning of the whole initial training, the cold faced young man who was put in the same cell with Li Nanfang had to compete with him in everything during the follow-up training. He was a recruit from the third district of Longteng training camp, code named "poisonous snake".

The special abilities of poisonous snakes, like lambs, are shown in the initial training.

Lamb's marksmanship is superb, known as the "sharpshooter.".

Viper's rich knowledge and experience in bomb blasting also earned him a nickname, "bomb expert".

At that time, in the training of explosive devices and traps, other people just detonated the grenade directly. Only the poisonous snake could play tricks on anything that could explode.

If someone throws a grenade, it can break a leg.

Snake set up a bomb trap, can definitely get rid of a platoon.

Li Nanfang is now forced to the point where he may be killed at any time. It's not that his level is limited, it's entirely because the opponent he meets is very capable.

After all, it is a person who has been selected into Longteng combat team and has a great chance to compete with Longteng in December.

It's no shame for Li Nanfang to fall into the hands of such people.

With the cheering of boss Li just now, the snake with no camouflage paint on his face, carrying a sniper gun, went around the tree trunk and came to Li Nanfang.

Then moonlight see each other's dress, Li Nanfang then puffed a smile.

This poisonous snake is also a handsome young man with a well proportioned figure. He usually pays great attention to his appearance, and is not allowed to have a fold on his military uniform.

But now.

His body is still the same as the training clothes, but the outside of the training clothes is covered with a layer of half dry soil, and the outside of the soil is the branches and vines tied to his body.

At first glance, it feels like the Bush has become the essence.

"Ha ha, you shouldn't be called poisonous snake like this. You should have a code name called Shujing."

Li Nanfang laughs.

Under the cover of leaves and paint, the snake's face could not be seen.

However, when you think about it, he is not likely to have more expression changes.

This guy seems to be born with a zombie face. Even if he smiles, it looks like his face muscles are cramped.

"If I am a tree spirit, you should be a blood gourd."

The Viper talks.

It's rare to laugh back at Li Nanfang just now.

What he said is right. Boss Li's whole body is covered with blood clots after coagulation. He has his own blood clots, but most of them belong to others.

It's a bit of a bloody gourd.

However, viper is not the kind of person who is good at fighting with others. The reason why he ridicules Li Nanfang is to hide his shock.

Poisonous snakes are also proud people.

He firmly believes that no matter who touches the jungle trap he set, he will be killed.

Just now, Li Nanfang triggered three traps and forced him to fire several shots. At this moment, he was still alive to smoke.

This is definitely not what ordinary people can do.

Fortunately, there was no direct contact between them.

Once in direct contact, the Viper does not dare to guarantee that he will become a dead man who adds color to Li NanFang's clothes.

Fortunately, Li Nanfang stepped on the mine he had planted.

No matter how capable he is, he is unlikely to survive.

"Is there a fire?"

Li NanFang's question interrupted the viper's thinking.

He shook his head very seriously: "No."