Chapter 16： Desert Island Survival (10) (2/2)

The thought just passed away in his mind, and Zhang Heng then focused his attention on what was to be done now.

After a one-night rest, the fatigue of both of them was almost restored, and their physical conditions were at their peak.

Finally, it's time for the main event.

Zhang Heng carried his longbow and arrow basket on his back and divided the dry food and fresh water prepared before going to bed last night into two. He and Bell each took one. If they are saved, they will be enough to survive in the forest It's a week.

Coupled with the humanoid hunting machine Bell, there is no need to worry about supply.

Zhang Heng then took out the two spears he had prepared as melee weapons, but Bell shook his head, and he took out the small knife around his waist, ”I have this enough.”

Zhang Heng was a little envious. When he saw the small knife, he thought of his Swiss army knife in heaven ... After exile on this desert island, he never saw the ironware again. He thought that when he was with Ed, he had Completed the feat of sawing a tree with a clam shell, even if the spear in the hand is just carbonized at the front end, it is polished and sharpened.

The effect is pretty good, but after all, it is still not as good as the equipment of Zhengerbajing.

Not to mention that the workmanship of the knife looks rather delicate, with Bell's name engraved on it.

”If you like, I will give you this knife when we are safe. In addition, you can also be a guest at my house. At that time, I will introduce you to my wife and son.”

Although knowing that this day will not come, Zhang Heng politely thanked the explorers.

After all preparations were made, the two officially went into this virgin forest.

I only realized Zhang Heng's luck in the first night with Zhang Heng.

He did the best preparation, but apparently still underestimated the danger here.

It is impossible for a person to stay alert 24 hours a day, especially the night in the forest is not quiet, UU readingThere is always something in the bush rustling from the back.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Heng kept vigilant and clenched the spear in his hands whenever there was any wind and wind. However, he found that if he didn't go on like this, the consequence of not sleeping all night would be that his spirit would become weak and the reaction would be slow.

Zhang Heng forced himself to close his eyes.

He finally managed to ignore those sneaky sounds and entered a state of half awake, but at this moment he felt something rubbing his belly.

However, at this moment Zhang Heng was the most drowsy of the day. He couldn't wake up in the first moment, until something entangled his body, and it became tighter and tighter. Zhang Heng felt a little sullen and opened. My eyes saw the stuff coiled on my body.

This is a python, estimated to be more than 3 meters in length. Its body is thicker than Zhang Heng's forearm, his belly is white, and his back is covered with brown cloud-like spots.

Zhang Heng tried to break free from the entanglement, but found that his arm could not be lifted at all. The closer and closer the thing was, he felt that his bones would be crushed.

But fortunately, his struggle also woke Bell aside.

”Myanmar rock python, a subspecies of Indian python, one of the six largest snake species in the world, is very common in tropical rain forests. They have great strength and few natural enemies, but they are not without weakness.” I only touched the tail of the python with a hand, and I didn't know where to slap it lightly. The body of the Burmese rock python gradually weakened miraculously.

”Anal, where pythons are usually the most vulnerable, attacking this position can earn you time to escape.”

After waiting for Zhang Heng to break free, Bell explained as he inserted a knife into the head of Burmese rock python.

”Good luck, we have breakfast tomorrow morning.”