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Chapter 94 Tactics and First Victory
"Desperate? Hehe, I'm sorry, I won this one." The young man laughed triumphantly. Instead of putting the bomb in his pocket, he was going to press the button to kill Tang Zheng, but when the LCD screen When he entered the field of vision, he suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated, and a tremor of death crawled all over his back in an instant.

The numbers on the screen were counting down, and the cruel Arabic number 1 almost hurt the eyes of the young man.

"Nimma, I thought I met a coward, but I didn't expect to kick the iron plate." The young man wanted to throw the bomb, but it was too late. With the last glance before he died, he saw the 'prey' standing up, gracefully. He patted the sand off his clothes and looked at him with a mocking smile.

"I'm like a clown." The moment his body was blown to pieces, the regretful young man had the last thought in his mind, "This kid is so insidious."

BOOM, as the metal cube exploded, the young man's body was blown to pieces, broken arms and pieces of flesh flew everywhere, instantly dyeing the nearby golden beach in blood.

The smell of blood floating in the air was quickly blown away by the sea breeze, but seeing the tragedy in front of him, Tang Zheng still frowned a little. Picking up the broken left arm, he took out his jackknife and stabbed him The totem seal on the back of the hand was cut off, seeing the reflexive twitching of those fingers, coupled with the body temperature that had not yet cooled down, Tang Zheng felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he tried not to vomit it out.

There was a harvest, but Tang Zheng was not happy at all. He was worried about Lin Weiguo, Qin Yan and the others.

"Let's take one step at a time, tsk, it's disgusting." Tang Zheng sighed, stood up, and put the totem seal into his white waist bag. He didn't want to put this piece of metal human skin in his close pocket. It's disgusting to think about.

There is no value in cleaning the battlefield. Except for the standard white pocket, the dead young man was poor and white, and the only half pack of cigarettes that Tang Zheng didn't like.

"There are still twelve bombs left, what the hell, you prodigal son." After removing nineteen of his own, Tang Zheng counted the number of bombs in the opponent's pocket, and cursed angrily, what the hell is all this wasting? In less than five hours on the island of death, eight bombs were consumed, which is really a miracle.

This battle took a total of 5 minutes, mainly spent on the road. Tang Zheng felt that his acting skills were good, and it would be no problem to win the Oscar for Best Actor. Compared with fighting in hand-to-hand combat, he still hoped to use this Tactics, there is no medicine on this small island, once injured, it will be a big trouble.

As for using the Mad Queen's ability to summon the female musketeer, Tang Zheng regarded her more as a trump card. To deal with young men who are obviously arrogant, Tang Zheng is confident that he does not need to summon two heroes to help out, let alone run out of abilities. Afterwards, you will feel tired and weak, and your physical fitness will drop by at least [-]%. On this kind of small island full of crises, you still have to try your best to maintain the best condition. Maybe within an hour, there will be new enemies attacking.

After tidying up, when Tang Zheng continued to search for the habitat, he took a special look at the radar of this unlucky ghost, which was exactly the same as his, so he could only keep his doubts in his heart and look forward to the results of the next test.

As the evening approached, Tang Zheng finally found an excellent camping spot. This is a sunken section of the beach, about 300 meters long, with high rocky cliffs on both sides, just to keep out the wind. Behind it is a bamboo forest dotted with There are some coconut trees, and further back, there is a tropical jungle, where you can see entangled vines, spreading everywhere.

Although he prepared a tent, the cautious Tang Zheng still felt that it was not safe, so he went out and cut some bamboo, built a simple shed, and spread that kind of unknown large leaves on it to prevent wind and rain, and he was satisfied. nod.

"Catch some sea fish." Tang Zheng didn't want to consume emergency food all the time, so he prepared to fish. He picked a bamboo that was as thick as his wrist and three meters long, cut off the branches and leaves on it, and put the jackknife upright. At the bottom of the bamboo pole, he smashed a few times with a stone, and successfully split a one-foot-long gap. Then he did the same operation on the horizontal position. He wanted to split the bottom of the bamboo into eight petals, sharpen them, and find some branches. Clamp it in and fix it with a rope to make a simple harpoon. Compared with a sharpened bamboo spear, this kind of harpoon with many branches is easier to insert swimming fish.

According to the principle of proximity, after collecting enough firewood to burn for one night, Tang Zheng returned to the beach, looked at the sky that was about to darken, prepared the tent blanket first, and then found a fishing spot next to a large reef. A simple triangular support was set up with bamboo, and the support was covered with dry leaves and dead branches, and then lit. With the light on, the fish would swim around the support by themselves.

Standing in the sea water that was more than knee-high and palm-height, Tang Zheng held up the harpoon, adjusted his breathing, and watched the swimming fish quietly. In less than 4 minutes, some fish that he could not name had already swam to his side. He touched his calf lightly, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Pfft, the harpoon entered the water. The strengthened body gave Tang Zheng super strength and agility. This attack was as fast as lightning. When the harpoon was brought to the water, a big fish nearly one foot long was nailed to the water. There was a violent splash on the top, and the water droplets splashed on Tang Zheng's face, which was slightly cool.

"The task of collecting delicious dinners has been accomplished!" Tang Zheng joked, humming a little tune, and continued to work hard. After catching a total of five fish, the school of fish was scared away.

After landing on the shore, Tang Zheng piled up a pile of dry firewood and dead leaves in front of the tent, then took out a magnesium rod, scraped some magnesium powder onto the igniter with a jackknife, and rubbed the magnesium rod vigorously to nourish, Sparks splattered, and for the third time, the sparks finally ignited the kindling, and then the bonfire burned smoothly.

Amidst the crackling sound of burning, there is an illuminated beach, which looks extraordinarily warm on this quiet island night.

Feeling the heat from the flames, Tang Zheng rubbed his hands together and heaved a long sigh of relief. He was actually carrying a windproof lighter, but with this opportunity to experience wild life, he naturally had to use a magnesium rod to light the fire.

"It's a pity, another fresh soup would be perfect." Tang Zheng put the cleaned fish on a branch and roasted it slowly. He saw a lot of mushrooms in the forest, but he didn't dare to eat them without experience. , There is no 120 for you to play if you have a good meal.

The radar on his body did not respond, which made Tang Zheng very relieved. He was a little worried that the bonfire would attract strangers, but he didn't see it. In the dense forest in the distance, a pair of eyes were secretly peeping at him.

Thank you book friend Toe K for your generous reward!

(End of this chapter)