All of a sudden.

Donne was sweating from behind.

This is not the case.

The more you think about it, the more likely it is, but you have a comprehensive plan. How can you let it out? Is there a secret agent under him, or is there something wrong with any link?

Right now.

His brain suddenly hurt a little.

"What shall we do?"

The man's tone is dignified, and Dorn has recovered. Up to now, the right way is to retreat, but he is a little unwilling, which is too irritating.

When the operation is still in the preparation stage, give up.

That's it.

For the first time in his career. And if we don't find out the reason for this accident, it may happen next time.

All in all.

There is a dilemma.

Finally.

Reason conquers madness.

"Withdraw!"

"Yes."

。。。

The scene.

The man took a deep breath.

"Go on."

At this point.

He has backed out, but Donne told him to go on, so go on. Although he was afraid, he chose to carry out Donne's order, which should be right.

However.

We have to change routes.

"Go."

"Keep up."

“。。。”

A group of people continued on the road.

This time.

went on alternate routes, but no more thunder. This made them loose and confident, but make complaints about them.

I'm walking.

I'm walking.

"Ah

"Again?"

“。。。”

Everyone trembled at the exclamation.

"No, a snake just bit me. Give me a serum injection." The man was so scared that many people changed their shoes into cloth.

Naturally.

Anti bite ability is poor, although the wound is not deep, can rub skin, enough danger. When they heard that it was a snake, the others were relieved, not thunder.

"Where's the snake?"

"Run away."

“。。。”

All right.

There are also experienced people here. They don't necessarily need to see snakes to determine the species. They look at the wounds and ask about their feelings.

One shot down.

"Well, it should be OK."

Words fall.

"Ah

There's another sound.

"I was bitten by a snake, too."

Then.

Only one more shot.

"Ah

"This damn snake."

“。。。”

One after another, someone was bitten by the mysterious snake, and soon the number of the wounded increased to ten. They were speechless. The snake was so fierce.

It's very fast.

It's a success.

To escape into the grass.

Angry people have to bite teeth, too angry, "hurry through here, we don't have much antivenom serum, we have to hurry up."

Finish.

He quickened his pace.

Go from here.

It turned into a trot. This time, no one was bitten again. Everyone felt that it was out of the snake's range of activities and was relieved.

It's a pity.

It wasn't long.

"Ah

Again?

Looking along, the fifth man squatted on the ground, covered his feet and wailed, "who is the special nail here? Is there any public morality?"

It hurts!

Deep pain, a big man, tears, flowers are out, this word, everyone's heart pumping, came forward to see, really is a nail.

Accidents.

It should be an accident.

"I'll carry you." One person came forward, at this time, obviously not suitable for pulling.

Go on.

On the road.

"Ah

“。。。”

"Ah

“。。。”

"Damn, so many nails have been thrown."

“。。。”

Less than 15 minutes.

Almost half of the people are carried by the other half. At the moment, they are like well-trained and experienced bandits. They are completely on the run.

The heart is congested.

Depressed.

Want to curse and dare not shout out, hold too hard. Looking at a group of people behind him, the man is confused. What else can such a team do?

It's just healing.

It's going to take a week.

Now.

It would be nice not to get caught.

Thinking.He heard a voice that made him jump.

"Ah

"Poop

"There are pitfalls."

It turns out.

The first one fell into a deep pit. Fortunately, there was no sharp thorn in it, but it was a little deep. It was more than 3.5 meters, because the rain could not be discharged.

It's one meter five deep inside.

Now.

I took a shower.

Cool.

It's very cool.

I don't have to say.

Swing rope, with strong arm strength, he climbed up, breathing atmosphere, a look of shock, "nothing, it should be an accident."

"Be careful."

As a leader, the man comforted.

"Change to the front."

Well!

He suddenly found that, in addition to himself, there seems to be no idle, others are carrying the wounded, helpless, he had to become the first again.

Bypass the pit.

Go ahead.

This time.

He has a stick in his hand and pestles as he walks.

Ten minutes later.

“。。。”

Looking at the mud half submerged, looking up at the starry sky, he was homesick. He wanted to say hello to the Pathfinder himself. There is a swamp here. Why not mark it?

Ah!!!

There's a killing heart.

Fark.

Is this meant to kill them?

Look back.

Many of the men were also struggling and panicking. They were about to sink. The man looked desperate, although he had rich experience in survival in the wild.

But.

In the swamp.

If there is no external force, it's very difficult to get out of here. It's only hard to get out of here. Once the dilution exceeds a certain limit.

One person.

It's impossible to struggle out.

Four weeks.

There's no leverage.

Ha ha!

It's over.

This time is really over, waiting for a little bit to be swallowed by the swamp, and then disappear in the world, no bones, such a death is too hard.

Now.

There is only one way.

"Quick."

"Open grab, and signal bombs, all fired out, attract people to come." At this time, who is in charge of the task? It's important to live first.

Listen.

It's like grabbing at a straw.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

“。。。”

A signal bomb, hit like the sky, very conspicuous.

"Asshole."

"One by one, don't finish it all at once." The man roars and scolds, now which also can take care of the hiss, finally can speak loudly.

After that.

Calm down a little.

It's just that.

The sinking speed has not slowed down. We can only hope that Myanmar will find the signal bomb and send a helicopter to rescue them before sinking.

Otherwise.

They walk on their legs.

When the Burmese people come, they will be cool.

"That's right."

"And grab, fight to the sky."

All in all.

In order to survive, no matter whether anyone around can hear it or not, he immediately took out his weapon from his bag and started to make a sound every three seconds in front of the sky.

One minute.

...

five minutes.

...

ten minutes.

There was still no sound, and people were really desperate, because the mud had almost covered their shoulders. In a few minutes, there would be no help.

But.

Dare not stop, still open grab, signal bomb.

"Ah

All of a sudden, let everyone is a nervous, is there a snake? If you take a breath on your face, even if you die, you will find it unacceptable.

However.

There was a surprise in the voice.

"I stepped on the rock."

"Ah?"

"Rock?"

"How could it be?"

“。。。”

They were confused for a moment. Under the swamp, the probability of stepping on the rock was the same as winning the lottery. In a flash, people around immediately reached out and pulled left and right.

Finally.

It's a group.

Sobbing!

Finally, I don't need to sink.