The big fish blocked the way for the motorboat to enter the gate. The pilot had no choice but to go around with the big fish on the water. The sailor was worried, and the sailor was frightened. Every small boat often rowed by the big fish's mouth. If it wasn't for the speed and flexibility of the boat, I'm afraid the three would have died several times.
Motorboat depends on speed. It can compete with big fish on the lake, that is, it can run. Big fish is in the way, and the boat can't enter. There is no other way except to make a circle. Big fish makes waves in the lake. People on the shore and on the boat are eager to jump.
"Be careful... Grenades..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was bored. He could see and couldn't get into the lake. He was always circling with big fish on the lake. No one could stand it. He took out a grenade and threw it into the lake. Whether it was useful or not, he would blow it up first.
The power of the grenade in the water is not big. A water column and several waves are gone. Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang can't imagine, the big fish suddenly jumps out of the lake and falls across the water, throwing up layers of water curtain.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was on the wrong side. The big fish's underwater hearing was shocked by the explosion. For a moment, he couldn't stand it. He was shocked out of the water. The big fish stirred up countless waves on the lake. The pilot saw that it was cheap and turned the bow to rush towards the big fish struggling on the water.
"Over... Over... Over... Ha ha ha ha..." the driver yelled. In dealing with the big fish, he was under the greatest pressure. The operation was him. Several times of danger made him feel desperate. To him, it was victory.
Behind the gate is a big water swing. It used to be the place where the boat was parked. At this time, the boat has been emptied. At the corner of the water swing, there are all kinds of hydrophytes. Hydrophytes dye all the corners green. The shore is built with cement walls, and layers of moss stick on the walls to make the walls green.
On the mossy concrete berm, a lot of moss was scraped off. On the exposed cement coating, the arrows painted in bright red paint are pointing to the boat. All the arrows are pointing in the same direction. It's the place where the big fish will be buried.
"Wu ······" the bright red motorboat is like a high-speed flame, whistling over the water. When the water waves, it turns into a corner. At the corner is a long and narrow waterway, which is not narrow. The six meter wide cross section is wider than most of the canals.
There are many small bridges above the waterway for tourists to walk through. On the path connecting the two sides of the bridge, rows of weeping willows hang their heads shyly, making thousands of hair swaying with the wind. In the distance, there are many old trees with luxuriant branches and lush leaves, which form a strong contrast with the scattered branches of other plants. "Water is the source of life, ”This sentence will be remembered by everyone who sees these trees.
The speed of the motorboat in this waterway is inevitably reduced. The waterway is complex, and there are countless turning corners. Big fish are chasing behind. Huge waves are rolled onto the bank by big fish passing through the waterway, and waves of water are lifted up to the bank, wetting countless weeping willows.
Big fish is not used to this small waterway. With its length and width, it should be free to swim in the wide water area. This is also a wide road for other big fish. It is a small path. It only feels a kind of suffocation, a kind of suffocation that can't be extended. Let alone turn its head, it is difficult to change its direction.
The motorboat couldn't get up fast, and the big fish that hit the wall everywhere in the water couldn't get up fast either. The sheep and the wolf returned to the same starting line. Sitting on the motorboat with greatly reduced speed, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have any confidence in the arrangement of the camp people. In the final analysis, he took the idea of gambling as the bait. He couldn't kill the big black fish this time, Next time, you may not be able to kill the big black fish.
No way, who let Zhang Xiaoqiang's luck is not as good as before, one after another's calculation was broken, one after another's blow, let his psychological ability decline greatly, he almost to the point of no confidence in anything, he finally realized that it was Zhuge Liang, not Zhang Xiaoqiang who had no idea.
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