Will Smith was lying on the ground. He felt his eardrums buzzing and his whole body was spinning.
A sense of fear instantly filled his whole body, his heart was beating wildly, his hands were unconsciously holding his head, and his whole body was shaking.
roar……
He felt like he was going deaf.
After the roar, he felt an unprecedented silence. His eyes widened, but he could only feel that his surroundings suddenly became extremely dark.
He seemed to be unable to see anything, and he even felt suffocated. He gasped for air, but he couldn't breathe.
The haze shrouded this small and claustrophobic space, and he was so numb that he didn't even know there was a body or a mind. He felt like someone was pushing him and seemed to be talking to him, but he had no reaction at all. He should be awake, but he lost it.
All perceptions are the same.
Time passed bit by bit, and Will Smith began to feel pain in his eardrums. However, the whole world was no longer silent. He heard the sound of his heart constantly trembling. At the same time, he also saw a faint light in the originally dark world.
, then, the light became brighter and brighter, and he opened his eyes hard.
Mohu's vision began to become clearer and clearer, and he finally saw the light clearly.
That's the warm light of the camera.
"Mr. Will Smith..."
"Will Smith?"
"Will Smith! Are you okay? Wake up! Mr. Smith..."
"..."
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that Zhou Yang in front of him was constantly pushing him. He shook his head violently, his face was very ugly, and he looked at Zhou Yang cautiously.
"What's wrong with us?" He began to stutter.
"Mr. Smith, we may really have been buried alive..."
Pieces of sand seeped out from the cracks in the coffin. Will Smith choked on the sand and coughed several times. He covered his nose.
When he heard these words, he felt his heart being hammered hard, and his body couldn't help but tremble: "Mr. Zhou Yang, don't joke, this is not funny at all."
He looked at Zhou Yang as if pleading, even begging.
How he hoped that Zhou Yang would tell him with a smile right away that this was a joke on him, and he would be able to go out right away.
However……
He was greeted only by silence.
Endless silence.
I don't know how long it took before Will Smith heard Zhou Yang sigh silently: "Those people on the ground...may have been attacked."
"Mr. Zhou Yang, you want to use this method to show me the limit of escape, right? You can't fool me. I have watched your "Saw" and I have watched every detail of that movie.
But... you are very good at creating desperate situations for the actors, and then letting them present what you want... I can continue to shoot, I can continue to shoot!" Will Smith seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw and looked at Zhou desperately.
Zhou Yang's unconcealed fear seemed to remind Zhou Yang to tell him the truth.
He wanted to perform that kind of crazy desperate emotion in the extreme state, but he didn't want to encounter any real danger to his life!
this moment……
He hoped that Zhou Yang would nod, or even say a few words, but unfortunately, he saw Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed. Although he remained silent, his face was horribly pale.
Will Smith was stunned.
He looked uncontrollably at the heavy coffin boards above his head.
This coffin was custom-made by him. In order to show the sense of heaviness, the coffin boards were deliberately thickened. He pushed hard, but the coffin lid didn't move at all.
Grains of sand were still seeping through, and some even entered his eyes when he raised his head. He tried his best to get the sand out.
"First block the sand with clothes. The current air can last for more than two hours. If too much sand seeps in, our space will become smaller and smaller... Don't shout for help. The place three meters below is completely
I can't hear the sound..." Although Zhou Yang looked ugly, he remained calm. After he finished speaking, he tore off his clothes and tried to block any gaps in the coffin.
After Will Smith saw Zhou Yang doing this, he followed suit and plugged the gap with his clothes.
"Calm down, don't panic, there is enough air for us to escape. If you gasp for breath, I'm afraid our oxygen consumption will be faster..." Zhou Yang reminded when he saw Will Smith shaking because of nervousness and fear.
.
"Damn it, I can't calm down. Is the oxygen really enough? We have two people now. One person is enough, but two people are not enough..." Will Smith clearly felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and there was a vague suffocation coming towards his face.
The feeling made him gasp uncontrollably, and he didn't believe Zhou Yang's words at all.
Zhou Yang did not speak, but began to check the props he was carrying...
There was a knife, a lighter, and several cell phones for temporary shooting. In addition, there was a bottle of water and several bags of bread.
Will Smith also forced himself to calm down slowly. He subconsciously took out his mobile phone. He found that the mobile phone had a signal, but when calling other places, he could not make calls at all.
He suddenly realized that because the entire filming process was confidential, the military had erected several shielding systems near the live burial site. Everyone in the shielding system could make calls, but outside the shielding system, outsiders could not call in.
, the people inside can't be beaten out, let alone monitored.
Zhou Yang tried to call the staff...
But unfortunately, like the walkie-talkie, no one answered the phone.
The last hope was finally dashed.
"Mr. Zhou Yang, where is the oxygen system? I remember that there is an oxygen system in the coffin. There is an oxygen system for filming. You put him down..." Will Smith seemed to have thought of something and looked at Zhou Yang for the first time.
.
"..." Zhou Yang looked at Will Smith.
"Yes, it was cut off?" Will Smith opened his mouth. He remembered what he had just said during the filming, and his face instantly became extremely ugly. He lowered his head, and a huge amount of sweat oozed from his forehead. He wanted to be cruel
Give yourself a hard slap on the face, what on earth is he going to do?
"The emergency oxygen supply system should not have been cut off, but... I don't know if it's because the supply system from above also exploded, but the system can't be turned on at all..." Zhou Yang picked up his phone and looked at the other side of his coffin.
, there was a button on the other side, but he pressed it several times in succession, but there was still no response to the button.
Naturally, he felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner. The so-called air was enough to comfort Will Smith.
When the oxygen content drops to 12%, the human body will have difficulty breathing. When it drops to 10%, the human body's intellectual activities begin to decay: when it drops to 7%-8%, it can be life-threatening...
Half an hour!
Probably, they only had half an hour to escape.
When he thought of this, he stopped talking nonsense to Will Smith. He adjusted his body and relied on the pictures that had appeared in his mind. He began to cover his nose and eyes with part of his clothes, and then used a knife to desperately hit the coffin lid.
I dug in and dug over and over again, only to find that the quality of the coffin lid was very good. After digging for a long time, except for the consumption of air and physical strength, there was no sign of the coffin board being broken!
For realism!
Yes, for realism!
The coffin lid was deliberately reinforced and was three or four times thicker than usual. Even if a small opening was cut, it would not allow people to climb out. It would only allow more yellow sand to seep in...
Chisel from the coffin walls on both sides!
"Give me!"
At this time, Will Smith looked at Zhou Yang.
He began to chisel at the coffin wall. At first, he remained calm and chiseled and cut slowly with a certain pattern.
The coffin wall was indeed easier to cut than the coffin lid. He increased his speed in excitement and cut out a hole the size of a fist, but then his eyes widened.
There is a big stone stuck to the wall of the coffin!
Because this shooting area is a desert area with heavy winds and sand making it difficult to dig a pit, they reinforced several large stone slabs on the edge of the pit wall to separate the yellow sand and support the lifting and landing of the entire escape system.
The explosion seemed to have caused several surrounding mines to collapse, completely destroying the entire escape system. At the same time, the surrounding stones were squeezed tightly against the coffin wall due to the explosion, forming a harder rock wall!
When Will Smith thought of this, he grabbed his hair hard.
His heart is trembling!
The glimmer of hope that was finally generated was instantly shattered...
The feeling of suffocation made him cover his heart, his lips turned slightly white, and then his emotions collapsed instantly.
He started yelling and cursing like crazy, completely losing his mind...
Immediately afterwards, he felt more and more suffocated!
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but the air was consumed faster and faster, and he even felt like he couldn't breathe.
Under the camera, he shed tears and his expression was as ferocious as ever.
Zhou Yang's face was also very ugly, but he reminded himself over and over again to calm down. He must be calm.
He looked at the escape system and oxygen supply system, and the circuit diagram of the entire system emerged in his mind.
The external power supply may have been destroyed, but there should be a backup battery for the internal oxygen supply system. It should be due to the circuit that some of the supply batteries were damaged. As long as the backup circuit system can be repaired, there is a chance...
Calm down, calm down, I need to calm down!
I need a hand's distance!
He moved the camera to his side, allowing the light to shine on him, and then...
"Will Smith, give me the knife!"
Will Smith lay at the mouth of the coffin and kept breathing. He didn't hear it for the first time. Only after Zhou Yang shouted again did he hear the sound.
However, he had no hope, so he just handed the knife to Zhou Yang, while he lay on the ground, staring at the darkness helplessly.
He once thought about what would happen to him after the desperate situation.
But after truly experiencing a desperate situation...
He found himself only in silent despair.
Just when Zhou Yang took the knife and was about to try it, there was another vibration above his head...
It seems like something is driving past...
"Kacha"
The stone slab beside the coffin seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and cracked on one side.
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The night of March 7, 2007.
"We successfully destroyed three terrorist organization bases today..."
"In this battle, Sergeant Bales performed bravely, but unfortunately, he died in the intensive artillery fire of the terrorist organization..."
"We will mourn this great hero with the highest respect!"
"May God be with him!"
"..."
An officer looked sad in front of the camera and let out a long sigh.
Under the interview camera.
When the handsome Chinese reporter with a ponytail heard the news, his face showed an expression of silence, and then he looked at the flying yellow sand not far away.
Under night.
A group of American soldiers drove away from the scene in a mechanical vehicle.