Football Kung Fu Player

After a whole day, Wang Xing opened his eyes in a daze, then struggled to tear off the tattered parachute tied to his body, and stood up unsteadily.

Yesterday's air turbulence was so manic that even Wang Xing didn't keep the parachute on his body, watching the parachute blow out cracks in the air.

Then his body dropped sharply, he looked at the sea on his body, desperately moved his body in the storm and fell over the small black spot in the sea.

Moving in the storm was more difficult than he had imagined, so he was exhausted, and with a tattered parachute, he fell all the way from the sky above the forest, smashing an unknown number of branches before falling to the ground.

The power of nature is so great that even Wang Xing can hardly resist this natural catastrophe. Wang Xing, who fell to the ground, glanced at the nearby trees tiredly, and passed out "700" completely.

It rained last night, but fortunately, the tattered parachute gave Wang Xing a not-so-authentic quilt, which helped him avoid being weak and being caught by a cold.

After a while, Wang Xing woke up completely, and looked at the surrounding sea with emotion. The mood of the rest of his life after the catastrophe is not bad, and with this vast and boundless sea, he couldn't help admiring loudly.

"O sea, you are all water!"

After shouting presumptuously, he finally came to his senses, licked his chapped lips, and couldn't help complaining.

Fuck the water, it's all brine!

From coma yesterday to now, Wang Xing has not drank or eaten for almost a day, not only the empty stomach made him suffer for a while, but the chapped mouth showed his problems that day.

The beach here is not far from the forest, at least Wang Xing estimated that it took him no more than four or five minutes. And this is just an inconspicuous island in the Pacific Ocean

There are more than 10,000 such islands in the vast Pacific Ocean!

Wang Xing, who was constantly washed away by the turbulence, had no idea that he had drifted to that corner of the Pacific Ocean, and the crash site was completely invisible after Wang Xing jumped, so it would take a long time before the search and rescue personnel found him.

Therefore, Wang Xing did not have any hope of being rescued by search and rescue personnel. The Pacific Ocean is too big and too deep.

Perhaps if Wang Xing was not found on the surface of tens of nautical miles near Yanhang or on a small island, Wang Xing would most likely be judged dead.

If Wang Xing is judged to be dead, the level of search and rescue will be lowered immediately, and the number of search and rescue personnel will be greatly reduced, and the success rate of finding it will be extremely slim!

And since Wang Xing can't put his hopes on Yanhuang's search and rescue personnel, Wang Xing has to rely on himself.

Of course it's not the kind of systematic protagonist who casually summons a Titanic on the sea. What Wang Xing needs is self-help and creating a striking international distress sign.

But before doing all this, Wang Xing still needs to find drinking water. Calling for help is still too illusory, the body's need for water is the most real existence

A normal person will die without drinking water for three days, but it does not mean that you can be alive and kicking without drinking water for the first two days. After not drinking water for nearly a day, Wang Xing already felt a sense of loss of strength in his body, which made him desperately want to drink water.

Wanting to survive and successfully drink water, Wang Xing knew very well that he had to find everything he could use on this desert island. Resources are not only obtained with hands, and Wang Xing does not live a life of an ascetic monk, so Wang Xing must use all the human objects that can be used nearby.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xing ran back into the grove and carefully searched all the equipment he could use.

Although the parachute is already tattered, it has a waterproof layer and can still be used to prevent rain when necessary.

The heavy custom-made suit on Wang Xing's body was torn during the landing process. Fortunately, the damage to the trousers was not large. So when Wang Xing looked at the suits one by one, he simply tore them off and tied them around the trousers again and again, and finally he had a pair of trousers that were barely passable.

It is now December and winter, although Wang Xing's body is far more resistant to the cold than ordinary people, it doesn't mean that he can ignore the cold. Fortunately, the small island where Wang Xing landed should be at a latitude close to the south. In addition, it was just noon when Wang Xing woke up. Although the temperature is low, at least it will not drop below 10 degrees Celsius for the time being.

But the situation is not too optimistic, the sun did not come out, and it rained all night last night, it seems that the ground is still a bit wet. Moreover, as the turbulent current roared continuously in the sky, the clouds continued to gather, and it seemed that there was a tendency to turn black at any time...

It was already so unlucky that he ran into a plane accident like buying a lottery ticket, Wang Xing did not dare to pin his luck on the fact that the sky would not rain.

Once it's night, if Wang Xing hasn't found a place to shelter from the rain, I'm afraid as long as there is a rain in the sky, his wet body will never be able to keep the temperature. Coupled with the manic sea breeze at night, the cold may make Wang Xing feel cold at any time. My body can't accept it.

Very good, now there is one more task, find water and find a place to shelter from the rain.

As for other equipment, Wang Xing's Yanhuang's latest smartphone has also disappeared, probably washed away by the violent current when it landed.

What also disappeared is the emergency survival kit on the plane, and Wu Xing is a person who only takes one person with him when he travels.

In other words, the only road Wang Xing has now is a tattered parachute and a tattered set of clothes.

Simply, really—survival on a deserted island!

Start with one person, all equipment depends on picking up. This is even more difficult than Wang Xing's memory of the foreign fiery Mr. Pei, at least he can still carry a knife with him.

But it seems that there are not only these things. When Wang Xing inexplicably took out a small camera from his pocket, he couldn't help but sigh that the quality of the things Xu Zhen sent was really good.

But this solar camera worth tens of thousands has a 1.3 fart. Is it possible that I am bored on this island and can’t take selfies?

Instead of doing this, you might as well give me an mp4 with a hard disk of 128g stored in it... or something!

Wang Xing fiddled with the small camera for a while, and he turned it on. When he looked at the video on the camera..., he couldn't help but sigh that Xu Zhen is really a good-tempered person .

That's all, the sky will not stop me!

Fortunately, Wang Xing's mind is tough enough. After just a few minutes, he stopped his pessimistic attitude (of course, maybe the most important thing is that he was too thirsty), and walked towards the depths of the island with a camera with the recording function turned on. past.

Now that I already have a camera, I might as well take pictures of nearby scenes, maybe I can really take pictures of a desert island survival.

"My name is Wang Xing. Since the plane crash, this is my first day living on this small island...".