Sinmonger Chapter 1: Survival

South America, Amazon River Basin.

Here stretches 40,000 square kilometers of tropical rainforest, which is the last few uninhabited places on earth. And the gunsmith's plane crashed here.

As early as the end of the nineteenth century, the colonists came here, and in the century since then, the so-called civilized people have begun to destroy tribes and destroy the ecology. It wasn't until the outbreak of the Empire's Unity War, which affected the human world from the side, that all this stopped.

It has been predicted that the greenhouse effect and the decline in rainfall will lead to the disappearance of this rainforest, but in the middle of the 21st century, many new technologies have enabled human beings to intervene in the bad environment, and the birth of some new energy sources , and the Empire's iron-fisted policy, those who made their fortune by destroying the environment have basically become extinct, please note that I am not talking about extinction, but killing the species.

In the era of multi-country coexistence, black-hearted businessmen colluded with the government to make huge profits by destroying the environment. When people asked them why they didn't care about their descendants, they could answer calmly, and when they had money, they could immigrate to Vancouver Or in a city like Singapore, what happens to other people's descendants has nothing to do with them.

In the era of the unification of the empire, the royal family has not yet found a way to immigrate to other planets. Therefore, their attitude towards the environment is that whoever dares to dig a radish in my home, I will take his whole family. Fill that hole.

2100, November.

The gunsmith recovered five bodies from the wreckage of the plane, and as expected, all of them were killed except himself. Although he didn't even know the names of these people, he still spent a lot of time digging a hole with half a steel plate to bury them.

If this crash was a murder against himself, then these five people are undoubtedly innocent victims, the gunsmith thought so, he is not a superstitious person, but he is not going to let those people People exposed in the wilderness.

"If it were Tianyi, I would throw them into the river to feed the fish..." The gunsmith muttered to himself. When he was in trouble, he often thought of this old friend. There seems to be nothing in this world. Things are difficult for Tianyi, as if you throw him into hell, he will definitely be able to climb out.

The soil of the rainforest is soft, and it takes a lot of time to bury people, but it doesn't take much physical strength to the gunsmith.

The gunsmith sat on the ground and ate the chocolate bar in the first officer's pocket, the only thing he could find to eat. After making a few additions, he entered the fuselage again. After more than ten minutes, he returned to the outside, with a circle of seat belts on the cabin seat wrapped around his right shoulder, at least a dozen of them, and a stack of seats in his right hand. The cloth cover on the chair, carrying many mechanical parts in the left hand, I don't know where it was removed.

Once everything was piled up, the gunsmith went to find a source of water. He heard the sound of running water just now, not far from where the plane crashed, so at this moment he followed the direction of the sound and quickly found a small river.

It is not too difficult to find water sources in the rainforest, but the water is not necessarily clean. In some swamps and depressions, there are ponds that stretch for miles and seem to lead to a certain river. In fact, these are stagnant waters, because the terrain And the reason for the humidity of the air, formed after the rain and has been there, the water is very turbid, and God knows how many animals, plants and parasites are in it.

Although the river the gunsmith found is not wide, it is obviously a tributary of a large river. Several tree trunks lying across the river indicate that the river may swell after the rain. Those tree trunks were washed over at that time. Retreat and get stuck on the river.

The water here can't be said to be clear, but it's still much better than a swamp. The gunsmith went down into the river, and the current was not very fast. He stood on the shore and took off his clothes and washed them. I drank some water from the river, it didn't taste very good, but at least I could add some water. Before leaving, he also observed the surrounding terrain and the traces left by the animals, but he found nothing. Usually large animals such as hippos can be found in open river valleys, but this seems to be the most complex and dense core area of ​​swamps, rivers and jungles.

The gunsmith has a poor sense of direction and can't drive any means of transportation, even horses, but he is an excellent hunter. When he was a child, on the vast white snow field of Siberia, a light snow could kill five minutes The footprints left before are covered, but he can still identify the path, and going back and forth in this jungle is naturally no problem.

Following his footsteps, he quickly returned to the wreckage of the plane. At this moment, he was naked. Although he didn't feel cold, the mosquitoes in this place are not easy to provoke, so it is best to quickly light a fire and dry the clothes. put on.

Residual sparks can be found everywhere on the broken body, and it is not difficult to ignite the fire. After more than ten minutes, the gunsmith has dried the clothes.

He sat by the fire, cut the cloth cover on the plane seat with a knife, pulled it into a long strip, and then turned his trousers up to a more suitable length~IndoMTL.com~ with a finger than his own There are not too many steel needles leading the wiring, and sewing the trouser legs, so that he can move more freely. Fortunately, because he was really uncomfortable before, he did not wear leather shoes, but ordinary boots. In the jungle, leather shoes can wear out quickly and eventually become barefoot.

As Tianyi pointed out, the gunsmith was the most outstanding craftsman of this era, so he spent the next thirty minutes transforming a pile of equipment that seemed to be scrap iron of unknown meaning into a simple one. Radio station, and also made a recording device, began to automatically call for rescue.

However, the only electricity is not expected to last for long, and the gunsmith also understands that this is just a matter of luck. There is a 90% probability that no one will receive a distress signal. In this kind of place, except for Looking forward to another plane flying by in the sky, the distance is just enough to receive the signal, and I can only hope that there is that kind of deeply hidden drug dealer nearby.

After the gunsmith finished the distress radio, he came to a broken tree trunk. Some water had accumulated in the half-empty trunk. He picked a leaf slightly smaller than the palm of his hand. He took out his tie from his pocket, took off the metal pin on the tie, rubbed it repeatedly in the same direction on the silk tie for a while, then put the leaf on the small puddle of smooth water, and the pin on the center of the leaf. on leaf veins.

This is similar to a compass. The leaf carrying the pin floats on the water and will gradually deflect, but the scene that appears in front of the gunsmith at this moment is very strange. I see that the pin is constantly spinning, not pointing steadily in any direction. , until it loses its magnetism after a period of time, and does not stop moving.

The gunsmith looked up at the sky and said to himself, "This plane must have been brought down by a magnetic field..."