I Have 48 Hours a Day

Because of the rapid heat storage and heat dissipation of sand and gravel, the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large, and the temperature difference between noon and early morning can reach more than thirty degrees.

Not long ago, it was still in the hot sun, and at night it started to feel cold again.

In order to avoid snake snakes in the desert as much as possible, Zhang Heng chose a relatively high terrain to make a fire. In addition, the fire can also prevent some food predators near the top from approaching.

But danger does not always come from outside.

Zhang Heng, Jia Lei, and Bruno are now sitting around the bonfire. The night should have been the best time to make up for the energy lost during the day, but at this time the three did not dare to close their eyes.

Because this is also the best opportunity to get started.

During the day, some NASA people stared at them a few kilometers away, and it was difficult to make too many moves. At night, it is not necessary to say whether NASA people also need to sleep, and the chief officer of visibility is reduced. It is also difficult to grasp all the conditions here from a distance.

The flames bounced in the night, and the wood crackled in the firelight. There was no other movement around, until a long time later a voice opened and whispered.

"Don't walk into that good night meekly,

Old age should burn and growl at sunset;

Scolding

The disappearance of light.

Although wise men know darkness and reason at the end of life,

Because their words did not shed lightning,

They did not walk meekly into that good night ... "

"Dylan Thomas, this is a poem he wrote to his ill father." Zhang Hengdao.

"I always thought that this poem was from the movie called" Interstellar ". Bruno yawned and rubbed his sleepy eyes. During the day, he spent a lot of energy, especially after eating. He could feel noticeable fatigue after supper, but at this time he did not dare to close his eyes.

"I like that movie very much, and I also like this poem. It is very close to our current situation, isn't it?" Said Jia Lai. "We participate in every round of games, and we face the risk of being eliminated and lose the game. I do n’t need to say more about the results of this, as everyone knows, so whether it is good or bad, we cannot give up until the last moment, after all, we do not want to be forgotten by the entire world. "

"Uh, honestly I don't care if anyone remembers me," Bruno shrugged. "I just thought that I would never be able to party in my Australian mansion in the future. I could n’t drive my Porsche 911 to date in college. Sister, and that part of my property will be inherited by my brother. Of course I don't want to lose ... After all, I may not have such good luck next time.

"So you, what is supporting you going through the rounds and rounds of games?" Jia Lai turned his eyes to Zhang Heng, "Since everyone doesn't plan to rest, it is better to chat together, after all, after all There will not be much time left for us. "

"I don't know. For the moment, I just want to figure out what's behind all this." Zhang Heng adjusted the bonfire in front of him with a tree branch, lightly.

"Yeah, we all want to know who hosted the game, what purpose it will have, when it will stop, and how to get the final victory, but sometimes we don't always get the answer to the question, do we?" His eyes flickered in the night, and no one knew what he was thinking now.

For a moment, Zhang Heng even thought that the other party could not help but prepare to shoot.

But the next moment came around Bruno's nervous voice, "Hey, what do you guys see ?!"

He had just got up and wanted to go to the nearby bushes, but it was not long before he took off his pants and saw something flashing in the darkness in the distance.

It's no wonder that Bruno's rumors are at stake. At this time, life and death are at stake. After feeling the movement, he can't care about emptying the inventory in his stomach, and hurriedly ran back with his pants on.

Zhang Heng and Jia Lai stood up for the first time, looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. In other words, the sudden situation had nothing to do with the three of them.

Zhang Heng picked up a lighted wooden bar from the bonfire on the ground and shone in the direction of Bruno. Sure enough, he saw a few ghostly shadows on the sand dunes not far away.

"What's that?" The fat man squinted.

"It looks like a mountain coyote." Zhang Heng observed carefully for a while. In the novice copy, he learned a lot of ways to identify animals from Bell. At this time, it came in handy. Zhang Heng's mind flashed across the mountain. Information about coyote.

Mountain coyote is one of the subspecies of coyote and the native species of the North American continent. It is widely distributed in the United States, from the Cascade Mountains in Washington State, eastern Oregon, the Great Basin to the south, and the Sierra Nevada Mountains. All the way to northern Mexico.

But most of the time these mountain coyotes live in forests ~ www.readwn.com ~ swamps and grasslands, where there are abundant food and water resources, it is rare to run into the desert like this, and they should look like Hungry, I haven't harvested for several days, otherwise I won't keep an eye on the three who are still leaning against the fire.

Zhang Heng did not know whether the observers at NASA had noticed the situation on their side, but even if they came over, it would take some time, and the mountain coyotes had already charged towards this side.

This creature is not afraid of humans. Coyotes are often reported in suburbs in the United States, but they are generally more accustomed to hunting alone.

Even Zhang Heng doesn't want to deal with four or five coyotes alone. Of course, he can turn around and run away. Although he can't run those two coyotes at his speed, there is no problem passing Jiale and Bruno. However, Zhang Heng Then it seemed to think of something, and instead of leaving the campfire, he kicked the burning wood of the two forearms to Jale and Bruno.

The fat man hesitated, and eventually picked up the wooden bar on the ground. Bruno turned his head and wanted to run, but because he was too anxious, he got tripped and ate a bit of sand. When he raised his head again, a coyote already rushed at him. Rushed over.

Bruno suddenly lost his spirits, but he also knew that at this time, no one could count on him. Zhang Heng and Jia Lai were no better than black hands. Fortunately, Bruno is also an old player who has experienced several rounds of games. The props are gone, but the hand is still there, and the elbow is pressed against the coyote's neck at a critical moment, so that the latter's mouth cannot bite himself, and then a turn over puts the coyote back under him.

On the other side, the fat man showed much calmer in the face of the attack of the wolves. He stood on the sidelines and waited until the coyotes rushed in, his hind legs kicked to the ground, and his body was vacated. Jala's shot with lightning. Speed ​​strangled the coyote's neck.