Sinmonger: Gunsmith

When I opened my eyes, I saw a thick jungle, not heaven or something, well, it seems I'm still alive, which should be considered good news.

Twenty minutes ago, I was sitting in the comfort of a special plane, watching a terrible movie made entirely with special effects, and eating a delicious high-class lunch. But now I'm half sunk in the swamp and the plane is about a kilometer or two away from me as a piece of scrap iron and billowing smoke, hopefully this crash Will not start a forest fire, or inadvertently destroy a native tribe in the jungle.

It is estimated that the chances of the pilot and several other accompanying staff members surviving are not very high, because all this happened so fast, I can only barely break the fuselage and jump out a little before the fall, and ordinary people in this kind of The reaction at the time was basically screaming and grabbing the closest thing to him, and then dying, dying.

Anyway... think about the situation in front of me first, I'm about to sink, the muddy water has reached my neck, and my whole body hurts, but there should be no fractures. It seems that something got into my clothes, maybe it is Spiders, nematodes, or leeches, but that's okay, nothing worse than suffocating.

Let me try to struggle a few times, um... well, I sank a little bit, and there are no rattan branches around, it seems that at this moment I can only pray that there is a crocodile with human wisdom. I dragged it out, and I'd pay it a pound of meat for it.

After more than ten seconds, my mouth and nose were all buried in the mud. At that moment, I thought a lot, and my life flew by in front of my eyes. Those two seconds of being unable to breathe seemed to be as long as more than 20 years. But soon, I noticed one thing, that is... In fact, the water in this place is not deep, I can stand in it after I straighten my feet, and my head can stick out of the water...

So I tried to get out of the quagmire. The more I walked to the edge, the shallower the muddy water became, and soon it became less laborious. After a while, I fell on the soft soil and gasped for a while on my back. It smells bad in the air, and it's humid and stuffy, I don't like the tropics very much, and I really hope I can get out of this **** as soon as possible.

Looking back now, this meeting in Southern Cross County was probably a conspiracy, they asked me to put on this uncomfortable suit and tie, and be present in person, and the old guys were there. The speeches above have no substance at all. After the meeting, the returning plane suddenly lost control over this inaccessible rainforest. There are too many strange places... But then again, if HL really wants to get rid of me, it seems that they will directly find a few masters to assassinate me. It's more convenient, I'm not a public figure, and I don't need to pretend to be an accident to hide people's eyes and ears. Could this crash be caused by the steel commandment?

Forget it, if I can't figure it out for a while, let's take one step at a time and try to return to a civilized society first.

I dug out my belongings to see if I could help. Bone gun, it shouldn't be very useful, unless there is a huge monster in the movie that needs me to use a gun; universal can opener, my favorite gizmo, cuts, pulls, files, chops, cuts, and digs everything. , this one will definitely work; a leather wallet with some change, various magnetic cards and my unlimited credit cards, which should be completely useless.

Well, it's not too bad, let's go to the wreckage and see if you can find anything.