Holding the pistol Chen Mo gave him in his hand, Yang Song tried his best to avoid contact with these trees and slowly went deep into the forest.
Firearms are very powerful against living creatures. I don't know if they will be effective against these trees and pine trees, but they are better than nothing and better than being unarmed.
After separating the intertwined branches, when Yang Song turned around, he could no longer see the path that ran through the forest. The front, back, left and right were covered with trees of the same species.
Yang Song didn't know the quality of the trunks of these trees, but the branches were really fragile, which made Yang Song a little less worried. If these trees suddenly got into trouble and used those branches to block his way, he would definitely be able to break through the encirclement, but he
What I'm afraid of are the tree roots hidden underground.
That thick and black tree root left a deep impression on Yang Song. Whether it was its thickness or the strength of its dragging branches, if it really entangled itself, it would be impossible to escape.
The end of the forest in his imagination did not appear. Yang Song knew that if these trees were still moving, he might never be able to get out, but now he had no choice but to take one step at a time.
Maybe Huangtian paid off, or maybe Yang Song was really lucky. After walking for who knows how long, Yang Song actually saw a deer in the forest gnawing on a branch hanging on the ground.
The moment he saw this little deer, Yang Song's eyes lit up. He thought of the paintings he had seen in Hammer's cabin before. There were indeed many paintings by Hammer, too many for Yang Song to handle, but no matter what he took a cursory glance at,
If you look carefully, you will always have unique memories of certain paintings.
The thing that impressed Yang Song the most was naturally that the main character was not Hammer's painting, but there were still many paintings that were not so eye-catching but could be taken a look at, one of which was the painting of a dismembered deer.
Yang Song didn't know whether Hammer actually caught a deer, dismembered it and painted it in that painting, but he was still overjoyed by the living creature he saw in front of him for the first time since he entered the forest.
Even though the appearance of this little deer doesn't mean anything, Yang Song has a feeling that he is much closer to Hammer. What he hopes more now is that if Hammer wants to kill a little deer and then enters.
When he encountered this forest, the gun in his hand would let him know the consequences of killing small animals.
This little deer was chewing leaves, eating them deliciously, without any sense of vigilance, even though the poplar tree was more than ten meters away from it.
At this time, Yang Song's eyes were completely filled with the existence of the deer. He sneaked over carefully, trying to control his steps so as not to make much noise when it landed. This seemed to be very effective. The deer did not notice at all that there was a two-footed deer.
The animal is approaching it, still holding its head high and chewing leaves.
But Yang Song didn't notice that under his feet, two dark snake-like tentacles slowly emerged from the soil, approaching his legs silently and silently like a deer.
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When the distance between Yang Song and the fawn reached seven or eight meters, the mentally retarded fawn finally noticed something was wrong. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Yang Song with his two small eyes.
Seeing the alert look on the fawn, Yang Song quickly ducked down and hid next to a big tree with its roots exposed above the soil. Just when he ducked down, the two tentacles hidden in the darkness seemed to be stimulated and suddenly
It stretched out and wrapped some soil around Yang Song's legs!
"Oh my God!" Yang Song exclaimed. This exclamation immediately made the deer, which was already alert to danger, jump in fright with its limbs and run away in a bound.
"Damn it! Why are these tree roots pestering me now! Isn't this a bad thing for me!" Yang Song watched the little deer run away, and his heart suddenly felt empty, as if the salary he had just received was gone, and he was about to live there just now.
The house was burned down, and it was as if his wife and aunt who were just about to go to bed had arrived. Looking at the black shadows gradually approaching him, Yang Song firmly grabbed the gun and used the handle to hit the dark tree roots entangled with his feet.
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When the branches were snatched away before, Yang Song had not been in contact with the roots and did not know how hard the roots were. Now that he had come into contact with them, he discovered that the roots were not as strong as he thought. They were just shot.
The handle actually made a very obvious dent when it was smashed!
"Go to hell!" Yang Song wanted to hit him again. The tree roots seemed to know what Yang Song was going to do and they straightened them out. Yang Song was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he pulled the pistol tightly.
Yes, he was not lost by this sudden attack, otherwise Yang Song would be really defenseless and unable to resist.
The whole forest began to shake. One after another, thick black tree roots stretched out from all directions, one after another, wrapping around Yang Song's calves and thighs, getting higher and higher, as if they were going to wrap up Yang Song's whole body.
It's like everyone is tied up.
Yang Song knew he couldn't hesitate anymore. The tree roots entangled him and dragged him deep into the woods. Who knew where these monster-like things would take him? Could it be the lair of the old Black Mountain monster?
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The only things that can still move now are his hands and neck. The speed of the tree roots dragging Yang Song is not very fast, so Yang Song does not lose his ability to aim. Of course, in this case, Yang Song does not need to aim. He holds
He pointed the gun at the tree roots that were entangled with him and fired.
The power of the pistol is not as powerful as other thermal weapons, but in fact, the effects and results it can produce are similar. It can basically hurt people if it hits them, and it can basically kill them if it hits a vital part. However, this tree root is not a person, even if the gun muzzle
It was fired close to the roots of the trees, but it only broke three or four tree roots. The sparks generated by the muzzle failed to cause any damage to these tree roots.
You must know that these tree roots are buried deep in the ground all year round, and the moisture inside them must be the most among all parts of a tree. If you want to make them burn, you will need at least kerosene.
Yang Song looked desperately at the overwhelming tree roots rushing toward him. Looking at these snarling tree roots, Yang Song only hated himself for not bringing a few bombs. Any bomb would definitely make these things look good!
The root of the tree dragged Yang Song with great force and was very violent. Yang Song could only protect his face with his hands. As for the rest of his body, he was tripped by countless things on the road. There was not only dirt, sand and gravel on the ground.
, and those dark tree roots protruding from the ground. Every time something hits Yang Song, it can cause him to convulse. When these roots finally stop, Yang Song is already in a state of half-death.
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The clothes all over his body were in tatters, and there were few patches of intact skin on his body. He didn’t know how long he had been dragged along. Yang Song felt as if he was being thrown up, and then suddenly fell into a pool of water.
, almost fainted from the impact.
Yang Song, who was half-lying in the water, struggled to get up. He held himself up with one hand and took out the other hand from his arms. This hand was tightly grasped.
with his only weapon.
Half-climbing and half-squirming out of the water pool, Yang Song didn't even breathe a sigh of relief before looking around him in shock. This was an environment similar to a valley. There weren't many trees here. Yang Song didn't know where it was, but this
What shocked him was not the things that shocked him, but the hundreds of cars hanging in mid-air, wrapped around tree roots, and randomly placed on the ground.
"What's going on?" Yang Song ignored the wounds on his body, climbed up and ran towards the cars. He was pulled by the tree roots all the way to here. Although there was no intact part of his body, fortunately he was not injured.
The muscles and bones do not affect Yang Song's movements.
Yang Song remembered that he once passed by a large new car sale. Because the goods were new and of high quality and low price, the seller transferred 500 cars at once and put them on a huge flat ground for Yang Song.
The feeling was shocking, but now it was even more shocking to Yang Song, because this huge valley was actually filled with cars, and many cars were hanging in the air.
Just as he was about to approach a car, he saw a loud noise suddenly coming from above the valley, and then he saw a stone being smashed and scattered, followed closely by a car that was entangled with countless tree roots and was thrown into the valley.
Small SUV coming down.
Even when the car was thrown down, it was still starting, with its four tires spinning crazily. Yang Song didn't have to dodge because the car was very far away from him, but he was soon stunned because the car
The car door was suddenly kicked open by a foot, and then a man jumped out of the car, grabbed a tree root that was about to shrink back, and then swung down the valley, finally landing safely on the ground.
At a height of more than ten meters, he just rolled a few times and stood up without any injuries.
"Hu Fei! Brother Hu!" Yang Song shouted ecstatically.
Hu Fei ignored Yang Song, but turned around and ran towards Yang Song. As he ran, it turned out that when the off-road vehicle fell down, it hit many cars hanging in the air by tree roots.
The four cars fell down together under heavy load and hit the ground hard. Fortunately, Hu Fei reacted quickly, otherwise the place where he fell was exactly the center area where the cars fell, and he would have been disabled either dead or disabled.
"Are you okay?" Hu Fei ran to Yang Song and asked worriedly when he saw Yang Song's miserable appearance.
Yang Song shook his head quickly. If he could see a person, how could the wounds on his body count? He was so happy now that he just wanted to give his dear brother Hu Fei a hug.
Hu Fei saw that Yang Song looked a little weird and subconsciously said: "Why are you here?"
"I was dragged here by those tree roots." Yang Song said with a bitter smile.
Hu Fei looked back at the still wriggling tree roots in the valley and said, "I didn't expect this. Have you entered the forest?"
"Yes." Yang Song nodded.
Hu Fei looked around and said in surprise: "There are so many cars here. Are they all dragged here by these tree roots?"
Yang Song said in confusion: "I don't know either. Anyway, I saw these cars when I came here."
Hu Fei thought of something and said, "Have you three separated? I found the car and have been waiting for you in the middle of the road for a long time."
"The two of them went back to look for you. I walked forward alone." Yang Song knew that Chen Mo and Tina would never find Hu Fei, so he told Hu Fei some of his conjectures.
After listening to Yang Song's words, Hu Fei secretly gasped and said: "Tsk, tsk, this dream is really not simple, anything can happen."
"What should we do now?" Yang Song asked. With an elite from the special forces here, Yang Song finally had someone to help with ideas.
Hu Fei said: "I don't know. It's not easy to get out of this valley. Even if you climb up, what if you slow down and let the tree roots roll down?"
There were a few black lines on Yang Song's forehead. This special soldier was unreliable. Why did he ask himself this question instead? He said, "Please come up with an idea!"
"I have some suggestions. Let's go see what's inside these cars first!" Hu Fei tentatively said.
Yang Song nodded quickly, that was exactly what he meant.