Sinmonger Chapter 5: Escape
The gunsmith asked, "Can you run now? Are you anesthetized or have a broken leg?"
John's eyes widened, and he replied somewhat naively, "No...no problem, it's just that I haven't eaten or drank for nearly two days. I don't think I can run very fast, and I can't run very far."
"That's okay, as long as you can run." The gunsmith pointed in a direction: "When I open the cage in a moment, you can go that way."
"Hey man, if you can really get us out of the cage, I suggest running in another direction, like over there." He pointed in the other direction: "I've been locked here for two days, looking for The opportunity to escape, according to my observation, the direction you pointed to is the most common road for these natives, and the side I pointed to is a dead end, and I haven't seen anyone there for two days."
The gunsmith said: "Yes, I know that. There are waist-high pennise grass over there, and the situation of the building also shows that there are hardly any people there." He stretched out a hand and grabbed the wooden fence beside him. : "So if you don't run far in that direction, you are likely to encounter deep swamps or cliffs."
John thought for a while, and then continued: "And the way they often travel is usually the direction they go to fetch water or go hunting. That must be a way to survive!"
The gunsmith said: "That's right."
"What are you doing?" John saw the gunsmith talking while holding the wooden fence with both hands, "Don't you want to use brute force to break such thick wood?"
The gunsmith replied: "It's not impossible, but it's very laborious and the movement is too loud. I have a better way." As he spoke, the wooden fence that was in contact with his palm suddenly turned into sand and scattered to the ground. on the ground.
John exclaimed: "How did you do it? Magic? Magic?"
The gunsmith said: "In a word you can understand immediately, it's superpower."
"There are really superpowers in this world? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it," John said.
"It's not a big deal. Magic still needs to be learned, but superpowers are innate. Of course, the use of both requires the user to study hard." The gunsmith said, and extended his hand to Another wooden fence: "My ability is named 'Alchemy' by EAS, and any object without consciousness can be transformed like this, turning sea water into diamonds."
John felt that this was a bit of a bummer, let's not mention what the EAS is, and no one will easily believe it: "Man, you are exaggerating, put the wood It's one thing to be sand, but to be..."
Before he could finish speaking, the gunsmith had already removed the second wooden fence, and interrupted directly: "It's just carbon... In other words, carbon can be used to burn fire for warmth." He was not arrogant, but It's a different understanding of money.
John said, "Diamonds control women, women control men, and men control the world."
The gunsmith smiled noncommittally, and turned the topic back to his own abilities: "The farther the molecular properties and structures of the converted substances are, the more time and energy I need. It took 40 minutes to turn the shoe into a watch. And I had to know the internal structure of the watch, otherwise I would just turn into a toy that looks exactly like the real watch but doesn't read at all." He Taking a long sigh, it seems that it is quite laborious to turn these two pieces of wood into sand: "In that time, I can make four watches by myself, but the raw materials cannot use shoes."
The two natives guarding them not far away turned around and glanced at the cage. The gunsmith used his body just to block the two wooden fences that had disappeared in the middle.
The two natives chatted for a while, then walked towards the cage, it seemed that they had noticed something strange.
The gunsmith kept his voice as low as possible, and said in a gentle tone, "John, can you get out of this width?"
John knew that the situation at the moment was on the verge of an arrow. Although he was weak, he still vigorously replied; "Any time."
The gunsmith said: "They are obviously preparing a bonfire dinner, and the defense is relatively lax. I will handle the two in front of me. You should get out now and run in the direction I pointed. I'll keep up with you and take care of the rest. I'm still very strong, so don't look back, just run by yourself, even if you hear the sound of me being shot by a poison dart and fall to the ground, don't try to come back and save me."
John saw the two native guards getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and replied: "Man, I don't know how to thank you, my life was gone before I met you, if I can still live Back in civilization, I must write a book or make a movie about your heroic deeds."
The gunsmith said: "Okay, I'm not dead yet..."
When they were talking, the two natives had already walked to the cage. They couldn't see it clearly because of the angle, but at this moment, the gap in the back that could pass people could no longer be covered. Their expressions suddenly changed greatly, and they talked to each other in the native language, the voices getting louder and louder.
The gunsmith's bone gun slid into his hand instantly, but he didn't shoot. Instead, he took two tooth-shaped sharp bones from the gun body of the bone gun with one hand, and sandwiched the two bones between his middle fingers. On both sides, before the two natives could react, the gunsmith made a lightning strike.
The two guards fell to the ground and covered their throats in pain. Their throats were already hit by bone teeth. Even though they could toss a few times on the ground, they couldn't make a sound.
John was stunned and forgot to run away. The gunsmith turned around and said, "Hey, don't be stunned, you'll be discovered soon."
John stopped dazed at this moment, got out of the cage, cat on his waist, and under the cover of a few thatched huts, he scurried towards the planned escape direction.
The gunsmith also followed out of the cage. When passing by, he lowered his head and glanced at the two cannibal natives who were not completely exhausted: "Don't look at me like this, you also put two darts in my neck. , which is fair."
Just as John and the gunsmith ran out of 100 meters, the abnormality on the side of the cage was discovered, and then their figures fell into the sight of the cannibals.
So, in this tribe whose communication basically relies on roaring, the roaring sounded, dozens of adult men picked up spears and blow darts, quickly assembled, and began to hunt down the fleeing dinner.
As the so-called panic, although John escaped from the village in the direction pointed by the gunsmith, after entering the jungle, he immediately became confused. Come in, it doesn't take long to slow down.
The poor explorer was obviously frightened by the cannibals. He couldn't run, so he used both hands and feet, rolling and crawling. Fear and survival instinct told him that if he couldn't stop, he would be skinned. Demolition of bones, dead without a whole body.
The gunsmith is completely different from him. For example, when we are playing Wushuang, we can often see that a general with a public face kills him halfway, opening his mouth and saying, "Let me learn from the art of war." The basics begin to teach you." It takes you five seconds to pick it up, and he immediately says "Retreat is also a kind of art of war".
Although it is a bit funny, this line of dialogue is essentially correct. Retreat and rout are two concepts. The former is to fight and retreat in an orderly manner, while the latter is to throw away armor and disarm and flee.
The gunsmith knew that if he was like John, it would be impossible to get out of the hunt. Although he still has a final plan, that is, he can consider killing all the people he pursues, but that is also a risk. Even if he is prepared this time, the cannibals are numerous, and only one blow arrow is needed, which is a doomed situation for this side.
Therefore, the gunsmith was not in a hurry to chase after John. He deliberately slowed down and used hard objects such as stones he picked up to smash the cannibals who were closest to the front. Blood flow, thus playing a psychological deterrent effect, making the other party afraid and slowing down the pace of the entire group.
In addition, the gunsmith is also responsible for erasing the tracks left by John ~IndoMTL.com~ and creating some fake trails to make the trackers go in the wrong direction. When the pursuers were blocked by the gunsmith and gradually pulled away, the gunsmith started to do this. John's footprints are unique and easy to forge. His footprints are heavy and scattered, and there are handprints or traces of elbows on the ground mixed in...
About an hour later, the sky was getting dark, and the cannibal tribe had basically been fooled by the gunsmith and almost lost their way in their own field. At this time, John finally stopped and lay on the ground. He couldn't move for half a minute.
His breathing was intermittent, his face was pale, and there was a sudden churning in his stomach, causing him to vomit, but he didn't even have the strength to support his upper body, so he could only let his face stick to the vomit On the muddy ground of things, but it was just some gastric juice, his belly was already empty, and there was no food at all.
The gunsmith caught up after only a few minutes. He walked over and said, "Don't worry, they've been thrown away, and they won't be able to catch up in a short time. You look terrible, you need to rest for a while. "
John heard the words, although he was not completely relieved, but he relaxed a little bit, and when his breathing gradually stabilized, he had the strength to turn over and sit up: "Huh... buddy... I didn't expect that I would be able to leave that place alive. Village."
The gunsmith took out a homemade ignition device from his pocket and handed it to John: "This can be ignited, you have to get up and walk a few more steps, there is a cave over there, go to the cave and make a fire, I will give it to you. Get some food and clean water, or you'll die before the cannibals catch up."
"Thank you...Charles, I couldn't have escaped without you."
"I also saved myself. It was a big effort to bring you. You don't have to take it too seriously." The gunsmith didn't take it seriously. He waved his hand and went into the woods alone, looking for food.