: Gunsmith

When I opened my eyes, I saw a dense jungle, not heaven or somewhere else. Well, it seems that I am still alive, which should be considered good news.
Twenty minutes ago, I was still sitting on a comfortable plane, watching a bad movie made entirely of special effects, and eating a delicious high-level lunch. But now, half of my body has been sunk in the swamp, and the plane has become a piece of scrap iron about a kilometer or two away from me, and there is a billowing smoke, I hope this crash Does not cause a forest fire or inadvertently destroy an indigenous tribe in a jungle.
It is estimated that the chances of the pilot and several other accompanying staff members surviving are small, because all this happens too quickly, I can only barely break the fuselage and jump out a short time before the fall, and the average person's reaction at this time Basically, she screamed and grabbed the thing closest to her, then she died and whine.
Anyway ... first consider the situation in front of me. I'm about to sink. The muddy water has spread to my neck. The whole body hurts, but there should be no fractures. Something seems to have penetrated into my clothes, maybe spiders, nematodes. Or, it ’s just water leeches, but that ’s not a big deal. Nothing is worse than the feeling of suffocation.
Let me try and struggle a few times, um ... well, sinking a bit, there are no rattan branches around, it seems that at this moment I can only pray for a crocodile with human wisdom to drag me out Now, I am willing to pay it a pound of meat.
After ten seconds, all my nose and nose were not in the mud. At that moment, I thought a lot. Life passed by my eyes. The two seconds that I couldn't breathe seemed to be as long as twenty years, but soon , I noticed one thing, that is ... In fact, the water in this place is not deep. I can stand inside after straightening my feet, and my head can protrude out of the water ...
So I tried to get out of this mud, the more I went to the edge, the shallower the mud, and soon it was not so laborious. Before long, I fell on the soft soil and panted upwards for a while. The smell in the air is really bad, and it is humid and sultry. I don't like the tropics very much. I really want to leave this ghost place as soon as possible.
In retrospect, the meeting in Southern Cross County was probably a conspiracy. They asked me to put on this uncomfortable suit, tie, and present myself in a decent manner. As a result, the old guys spoke at the meeting. There is no substance at all. And after the meeting, the returning plane suddenly lost control over this inaccessible rain forest, and there were too many strange places ... But then again, HL really wanted to get rid of me, and directly found a few masters to assassinate me. It's more convenient. I'm not a public figure. I don't need to pretend to be an accident to cover people's eyes. Is this crash a ghost of steel precepts?
Forget it, if you don't understand it for a while, take a step and count, and try to return to a civilized society first.
I turned out what I was wearing and wanted to see what could help. Bone guns should not be very useful, unless there is a giant monster in the movie that requires me to use a gun; a universal can opener, my favorite gizmo, cut, pull, file, chop, cut, dig everything This one will definitely work; the leather wallet contains some change, various magnetic cards and my unlimited credit cards, which should be completely useless.
Well, the situation is not too bad, first go to the plane wreckage and see if you can find anything.