When I woke up, the surroundings were quiet, and the roaring sound of water could no longer be heard. I was wrapped in a blanket and felt warm. When I opened my eyes, I found that Wang Sichuan and the others were sleeping next to me. A few people were crowded together, which was indeed more comfortable than sleeping alone.

I sat up carefully, and under the hazy light, I found myself lying on a cobblestone shoal with moisture-proof blankets on the ground, with a small bonfire beside them, and a few black shadows were sitting there, obviously vigil.

A man saw me sitting up and ran over. When I saw that it was one of the engineer soldiers brought by Lao Mao. He asked me how I felt?

I moved for a while and found that my hands and feet were inconvenient. After touching, I found that I was tied with bandages. It seemed that I was seriously injured when I was in chaos just now, but there was no other discomfort except this, so I said to him that it was okay.

The engineer helped me stand up, and I walked to the bonfire and asked him where it was.

The engineer told me that this was a protrusion of the cave wall at the edge of the river. After I fell into a coma, they had been drifting for four hours. He didn't know where it was. Everyone was so tired that they finally saw a dry place, so they came up to rest. He said that, he handed me the cooked food.

While eating, I looked and found that there were folds on the ground similar to the skirt. I shone the distance with a flashlight. It turned out that the angle of the hole wall here was very gentle. After thousands of years of washing, a huge group of stone terraces formed, layer by layer, and there were many below, extending all the way to the water.

The raft was stranded aside, everyone was stumbled, snoring one after another, and there were no pebbles under their feet, but the ground was full of raised stone tumors. How did we fall asleep?

We were in the middle of the stone terraces, and after several huge terraces upwards, the cave wall was there. It was the driest place, and our backpacks were piled there. The terraces were not big in width, but very long.

I took the flashlight and shone it around, but I couldn't see the cave wall opposite the river. Obviously, the river here is much wider than the one we first came in. Apart from our voice, it was quiet here, and even the sound of the river flowing can't be heard.

It is rare to have such a quiet environment. It is a waste not to have a good rest. I gradually relaxed. After eating, I found a place to urinate, and then lay back to Wang Sichuan. Soon, I fell asleep again.

When I woke up this time, everyone else woke up. Three bonfires were burning vigorously, with tea and boiling water. Several people were wiping the wounds and their clothes were almost dry.

The old cat was sitting there, talking to Pei Qing and Wang Sichuan. I rubbed my eyes and walked over and sat between them.

When Wang Sichuan saw me, he patted me and said that you are so fucking good-looking and dizzy that he was so dizzy. He gave your close comrade-in-arms a major meritorious performance. Do you know who was holding you all the way yesterday? That's me. Remember to go back and report to me for the third-class merit.

I nodded embarrassedly and thought to myself that I don’t want to do it either. This is innate, what can I do?

To be honest, my physique is indeed not suitable for this profession. When I joined the army, I drank three bottles of water to barely meet the weight standard. Otherwise, my body and chest are the same as a piano keyboard, the recruiters would think I had a big belly disease. But who told me that I was passionate and wanted to devote myself to this career at that time? The so-called lack of physical strength and mental replenishment, I think my spirit is still very strong. Fortunately, I have become much stronger in recent years.

It was a shame to be tired and dizzy when he was a soldier in those days. I didn’t let Wang Sichuan continue to ridicule me and asked them what they were talking about?

Pei Qing told me that the old cat drew a terrain profile picture. They were studying the trend of the underground river behind to see how to go down.

I was puzzled when I heard this and asked, "Why do you still have to go down? Aren't you rescue team?"

Several people stopped talking. The old cat smoked a cigarette, and his head was so hot that it flashed and he sighed.
Chapter completed!