What's the matter? The tour bus stopped again and the tourists began to clamor as they got out of the bus. This was not the first time, but the second time something went wrong. The tour guide constantly apologized and explained to the passengers. Lin was sleeping with his head down on the window frame. He was fast asleep, and his mouth was watering. There was a long thin line at the corner of his mouth that soaked his pants. Although it was a little noisy, he still did not wake up.

The tour guide looked at the thread and was a little annoyed, but she still walked over. She shook Lin Zheng and said in a sweet voice, "Hello, Mister Lin, Mister Lin …"

Lin Zheng slowly woke up and stood up. He rubbed his blurry eyes and looked out the window, saying, "We're here, quite fast."

"Nope, there's something wrong with the car and it needs fixing." Do you need to get out of the car to get some fresh air? " The tour guide said as he looked at the "saliva stains" on Lin Zheng's thigh.

"No need, I'm so sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer." Lin Zheng said as he sat back down. His right hand touched his thigh; it was wet and sticky. He looked down and saw a large piece of it. Only then did he notice that the tour guide was looking at him.

Lin Zheng made an embarrassed gesture, scratching his head and smiling awkwardly. "Then I'll go down and get some water." As he spoke, he took off his jacket, placed it on his right arm, and walked towards the door. The shaking clothes covered the "wet spot."

He was in a mountainous area. Among the mountains, there was a cement road that took a left and right turn, disappearing into the mountains. The sun had begun to glow gold. The air outside was still a little hot, but it definitely wouldn't let Lin Zheng perspire profusely at this time. Furthermore, the air here was also fresh, and the cement road was lined with trees on both sides.

Life in the city was too tense and busy, there weren't many long holidays in the whole year, but there were also the May Day holidays, but at that time, something big happened in Lin Zheng's house and he had no time to think about it. July, August and September were also hot, he couldn't leave, and moreover, he didn't have long to live, so the company couldn't take a long vacation for him. Then only this month will have a long vacation - National Day.

Lin Zheng took a deep breath of the fresh air on the side of the road and jumped over the drainage ditches, then walked towards a slope in the forest area. At the same time, Lin Zheng felt that he could still walk there, so he stepped on the grass, pulled out three paper towels and placed them on top of the grass. He then covered his thighs with the corner of his shirt, and smoothly put the remaining two paper towels under his clothes and wiped away the "wet spots".

Seven months ago, after the Spring Festival, Lin Zheng married his wife Li Xi and went through with the divorce formalities. The main reason was because their relationship had broken down and there was no way to repair it. Even though it had already been seven months, Lin Zheng still hadn't recovered from his disappointment. He didn't know what had happened to him, could it be that his feelings were too strong?

For this National Day, the official holiday was seven days, but the company had a lot of things to do, so Lin Zheng was given five days off. In addition, he knew that his mother was very anxious for him, and wanted him to reconnect. His current condition was not suitable for him to remarry, and he needed a longer time to heal his emotional trauma. If he were to return home for a long vacation this year, he would definitely provoke a nagging from his old mother.

Before the eleventh holiday, he made a decision to not go home this year. He signed up for a tour group in Xishuangbanna, Yunnan province. Ever since he started working, he hadn't gone out for a swim. He had always been engrossed in his work, earning money, earning money. This time, it was rare to travel far, and even harder to travel. Thus, he woke up before dawn and began to tidy up. However, after he got on the car, he began to doze off. Plus, the car had a problem, so they had to get off the car to fix it and delay lunch time. As a result, they could only eat lunch at the nearby farmhouse. The rice cooked by the farmhouse was okay, but the food was spicy and salty. But no matter what, Lin Zheng still ate a bowl of rice, just a small amount of food. Even so, the food was really too spicy, and after eating it he kept sucking his lips. Luckily, a team of newlyweds who were on their honeymoon brought over a Sprite, which temporarily relieved Lin Zheng of his spiciness. But even though the spiciness was gone, his heart still felt very uncomfortable. The ruckus lasted for a long time before he finally calmed down. In the end, he was so exhausted that he didn't even have the mood to talk, much less see the scenery along the way. Finally, he sat inside the car and fell into a deep sleep.

The guide wasn't sure where they were, but he felt that they were off course this time. Their usual route didn't have this intersection, but from the big map, it would be much easier to travel this route. It was getting dark again, and they had tried this road, but now they couldn't tell where it was. Not long after he entered the area, the driver noticed that the satellite navigation system seemed to be disturbed and the screen froze. As a result, he made a phone call. His voice was very noisy, so he couldn't hear clearly.

The driver had no choice but to stop the car by the side of the road. He went to check what was wrong with the car, and the tour guide kept apologizing, saying that he missed everyone's time or else he would have arrived at his destination. Even so, some tourists still complained. After all, it was getting dark. Actually, the driver couldn't be blamed for everything. Their company's car had never experienced today's situation, and it was always bad. He had no choice but to stop and repair it, resulting in a long period of time. As the car entered the mountainous area, it was getting dark and the driver was getting anxious. When he noticed that there was something wrong with the navigation device, he was also afraid that he would turn around and return to the old road. There was no choice but to apologize and pull over to the side of the road. The guide began to tell jokes to the passengers, trying to break the silence, but one of the rangers was still dissatisfied and occasionally had a few apologies mixed in.

The car was still not fixed. The tour guide was trying to find a way to contact the local hotel and get the hotel to send the car over, but the signal was still very weak. There were also some passengers who used their cell phones to signal the arrival of the car, but today, even if the call was connected, the other party's voice was intermittent and unclear.

At this moment, a whistle sounded from the mountain range, and many people's voices could be heard from the forest at the foot of the mountain. It was very noisy. The tour guide was shocked and quickly looked over. Everyone was nervously staring at the forest. Sure enough, after a while, a group of fifteen or sixteen people arrived. They were too far away to see clearly, and the passengers began to stir, thinking that they were local farmers. However, Lin Zheng felt a headache coming on. The lunch at noon was too uncomfortable for him. If he had another meal like that at night, he would probably not be able to get up tomorrow. "Soldiers!" Lin Zheng wiped his glasses with the corner of his shirt, and took a closer look. That group of people were all wearing shabby military uniforms, could it be that they entered some military important area or some secret base? No, as that group of people got closer, Lin Zheng could tell that something was wrong. That group of people's clothes were very shabby, not the clothes of a soldier like now. " "That's definitely not the Chinese army." Lin Zheng, who was not a novel, blurted out the results of his conjecture. Everyone was shocked. That group of people had obviously noticed them long ago, or perhaps they had already set their sights on them.

They first stopped and whispered to each other for a moment. Then, as if they had already arranged something, they walked over. The tour guide hurriedly walked forward and asked in his unfamiliar southern native language. That group of people did not respond, but directly raised the gun in his hand. The tour guide was a bit confused, but he quickly shouted in Mandarin, but also did not reply. However, the soldiers were getting closer. The tour guide walked closer, gesturing with his hands to welcome him. By the time he walked up to him, he should be able to see him clearly. At this moment, the tour guide screamed, "Mother!" Then, he turned around and ran. However, it was too late. The moment the tour guide turned around, a gunshot rang out. The tour guide was shot in the head. The back of his head burst open and his brain and blood splattered all over the ground. The tourists fell into a mess. The driver, hearing a gunshot, came out from under the car, and before he could say anything, he was shot in the head. Half of his head was blown off, and he died.

The tourists panicked, then scattered like a swarm of bees. Soon, the sound of gunshots was like the rain as miserable screams echoed out from time to time. There were more than 30 tourists on this train. It was unknown how many would remain after this battle. Lin Zheng did not follow the tour guide, but instead turned around and ran towards the forest. He knew that if the bandits we might encounter ran into the forest, they might be able to escape death if they tried to hide. Lin was running towards the nearest part of the forest, using the method of turning a corner, when he noticed that several tourists were also running towards that part of the forest. The gun was still ringing behind him, and the screams continued. He looked behind him and saw that there were also six or seven figures who had followed him into the forest. Although the forest was dark, Lin Lin knew that they were tourists, so he did not stop. He ran for a bit, but the gunfire gradually stopped and so did he.

The few of them gathered together to look back. Outside the forest, the battle had already ended. Only the soldiers were moving, and there were no longer any tourists or screams. The group of soldiers stood by the edge of the forest and looked over. Then, they raised their guns and placed a few shots on the ground. The few of them were frightened. They turned around and ran back inside, occasionally looking back. The soldiers chased after the forest, fast enough that they must have been familiar with the place. Then the gunfire started again, and one of the tourists was shot in the back, and the bullet went through the left rib, and the tourist fell. The other tourists scattered. At the same time, someone shouted, "Scatter! Scatter!" They all knew that if they scattered and had hope of survival, they would only be killed if the target was too big. Lin was losing his sense of direction when he heard the person behind him shout, "Help me, help me, I don't want to die …" Then, along with a loud screeching sound, the cry for help came to an abrupt halt.