Chapter 283 Night Attack
The pitch-black helicopter roared and flew over the silent forest like a giant bird.
Bifang sat in the cabin, holding a spear in his hand, polishing the hardwood bit by bit with talc, as if he was an old soldier about to fight on the battlefield, quietly grinding away the uneven burrs.
The audience was a little excited. They thought the players had basically rested and the live broadcast had finally ended, but they didn't expect to see Bifang take action again!
This live broadcast is very profitable!
In an instant, the popularity of the live broadcast room increased rapidly, and it seems that this momentum may even exceed today's peak!
Jarrett and Pondy looked at each other and secretly smacked their lips.
Bifang's popularity is simply too high, which also represents his unparalleled status. No matter how fiercely the contestants compete, they will all surrender once the real strong ones appear!
After polishing one end, Bifang did not stop. He turned his wrist, changed the direction of the spear, took out the dagger and cut it again. The wooden spear that was originally sharp at one end gradually became sharp at both ends.
This, this is not a spear, it's a javelin!
Pang Di was slightly surprised, but then he felt relieved.
It was him after all.
The javelin is pointed at both ends and thick in the middle. It is fine if it is just used for throwing, but if it is wielded as a melee weapon, it can easily injure the user.
But this is obviously not a problem for Bifang.
The javelin is more aerodynamic in shape, and its stability and distance far exceed those of a normal wooden spear. After a part of the end is cut off, the overall weight is more balanced and more flexible.
After cutting the other end, Bifang held the middle of the javelin, feeling the equal weight of both ends, flipped it left and right, and made a beautiful shot. Quite satisfied, he came to the staff.
"Are we there yet?"
"Almost there, one kilometer left."
"Okay."
"Uh... huh?"
Bifang turned to the cockpit and made a few gestures. The pilot immediately hovered the helicopter at a height of seven meters. He looked at the other party with a little surprise: "Are you sure you want to open the door like this? No need to land?"
Bifang smiled and said, "Seven meters, is that very high?"
Very high!
Too high!
Not only the driver, but also the audience were shocked. They had not forgotten the contestant who jumped from a three-story building and broke his leg three days ago!
The bloody and cruel scene was re-enacted, stirring the nerves of every audience member.
[The three-story building, the vertical height is not even six meters, right? ]
[I studied architecture. If you jump from a three-story building, the vertical distance should be less than six meters. Generally speaking, the height of a building is 2.8 meters, and the vertical height is about 5.6 meters. Lao Fang jumped 1.4 meters in one go, which is outrageous.]
[Lao Fang had only jumped four or five meters before, right? ]
[Shit, a seven-meter diving platform. I can feel my back getting red when I dive. Although this isn’t a concrete floor, it’s still too ridiculous!]
The audience exclaimed in disbelief, it was seven meters, seven meters in vertical height!
The driver had a serious look on his face. He turned to look at Jarrett , the apparent boss here, and found that he also had a serious look on his face.
Sure enough, seven meters, that’s too much.
"Open it."
Pilot: “……?”
After confirming that everyone was not joking, the pilot operated the cabin door and slowly opened it, mumbling and complaining.
"This world must be crazy, or is it me who is crazy? How could I agree to such a request? This is not murder, it should be suicide. He wanted to jump himself..."
Is Bifang crazy?
Of course not.
If it was seven meters on concrete, he would never try it, but what if it was frozen soft soil, and it was a slope?
The hatch opened and Bifang stood on the deck, his black windbreaker rustling.
Taking a deep breath, feeling the cold night wind and calming his restless blood, Bifang opened the corners of his mouth, revealing his bloody gums, and laughed silently.
He exerted force on his wrist and tightened his knuckles like a python strangling its prey. The javelin was firmly grasped in Bifang's hand. If the camera took a close-up, the audience would be surprised to find that the javelin did not tremble at all, and was terrifyingly stable.
His torch-like eyes swept across the black forest, his lungs expanded violently, a large amount of air poured into his lungs like a hurricane, his arms stretched , his muscles were like noose, his bones were like supports, and with the terrifying power, Bifang threw the javelin fiercely!
In the night vision mode, the audience only saw a flash of black shadow, and then the javelin disappeared, and it was stuck in the mud fifty meters away as if it had moved in an instant, with only about one-third of the javelin exposed!
The sinking depth reached one and a half meters!
If it were inserted into a flesh and blood body, wouldn't it be pierced through?
But before the audience could think about it, another black shadow jumped out like a tiger.
Jumped!
He actually jumped directly!
The eyes of the staff in the cabin popped out!
The wind whistled in his ears, blurring out all the screams. His torch-like eyes seemed to set the entire forest on fire. Bifang stretched his body to his heart's content, and his long-lost state returned in an instant.
He was like a black bird, destined to fly across the sky, to the end of the sea, to the edge of the continent, when no one was paying attention.
When I turned around, I couldn't see his black feathers anymore.
The wind ruffled his hair, and Bifang turned his body in midair, like a leopard on all fours, moving forward. In just a moment, an unimaginable force vibrated from his toes along his bones and muscles to his entire body.
The memory in my muscles awakens like lightning.
Relax, bend, roll, and release the force, all in one go!
With the help of the hillside, Bifang poured all his strength into the earth. Broken grass flew all over his body, dust rose up, and he rolled down the hillside, which made everyone tremble with fear.
But it was not over yet. Taking advantage of inertia, Bifang suddenly pushed his hands against the ground and leaped up from the earth like a tiger pouncing on its prey. His whole body was at a 45-degree angle to the ground. When he was about to fall again, Bifang pushed the ground hard with his feet, and the power poured into the earth. A large amount of dust was raised, and his agile figure flew out like an arrow.
So fast!
No, continuity is even scarier!
Pondi's eyelids twitched in the helicopter. It was hard to imagine that a human could have such a reaction and action. It was clearly more like a cat.
Fierce, strong and tough!
And the speed was so fast that without a timer, it was difficult for Pang Di to calculate how fast Bifang had burst out at that moment, but he felt that it was not much slower than a professional sprinter. However, this was not a plastic track, but a mud track!
The Achilles tendon that is far superior to that of ordinary people gives Bifang unparalleled explosive power. He dives like a bird and runs like a leopard, and the distance of 50 meters is covered in a flash.
Bifang slightly lowered his body, and locked onto the javelin with his excellent dynamic vision. The moment he passed by the javelin, he reached out and grabbed it, and the javelin that was deep in the soil was instantly brought out. After getting the javelin, Bifang continued to run forward, as if even his speed was not affected. Pulling out a javelin that was one and a half meters buried in the soil seemed as easy as eating and drinking water.
etc!
Why is he still running?
Are you trying to run to the reindeer herd?
That’s a full kilometer. You just jumped from a height of seven meters. Don’t you need to rest?
Pondy and Jarrett's eyes were already wide open, and now they felt as if their eyes were about to burst. They only hated their parents for not giving them bigger eyes.
Is it necessary to be so fierce?
You alone have overshadowed the entire show!
Jarrett roared in his heart that he shouldn't have agreed to the other party's request.
In comparison, the audience's thoughts are much simpler.
In one word, awesome!
Two words: awesome!
Three words: awesome!
Four words: absolutely awesome!
Although Bifang was very powerful before, this time it was still an eye-opener for them, from throwing the javelin, to landing at seven meters, and then using the inertia of rolling to directly start running and grab the javelin.
Even Dove is not as smooth as you!
After the whole set of movements, the audience can only feel the smoothness, as if there is a master standing on the top of a mountain. Even the simple movements contain unique charm.
A large amount of air poured into the lungs, the blood oxygen content rose sharply, and every cell breathed wildly, as if there was endless power transmitted along the bones and muscles.
The unique breathing method allowed Bifang to consume his energy and then recover quickly, and he felt that he had endless energy.
Nothing could stop him, not boulders, not trees, not grass.
He is just like a cheetah running on the grassland!
Three hundred meters, five hundred meters, eight hundred meters.
Make a concerted effort and sprint all the way through without any pause.
Just as the herd of reindeer appeared in sight, Bifang slammed on the brakes, gravel flew under his feet, and a footprint one centimeter deep was clearly imprinted on the ground.
From extreme movement to extreme stillness, it was as if the pause button was pressed, without the slightest stagnation.
Bifang swung his arms downward, straightened his chest suddenly, and took in big gulps of oxygen.
Three minutes and fifteen seconds!
It took him only three minutes and fifteen seconds to run one kilometer in a straight line in the forest . Following the guidance of the staff in the headphones, he saw a herd of reindeer!
In a road full of soft soil and trees blocking the road everywhere, this speed is simply outrageous!
Hiding behind a rock, Bifang breathed in and out like a hurricane. In less than half a minute, the violent panting gradually subsided, and the lost strength was quickly recovered.
After a few minutes, it was no longer possible to tell that it had just run a thousand meters, as if Bifang had been sent directly here, refreshed and ready to go.
[Fuck, I can't even run that fast on a rubber track! ]
[This figure, this stamina, these abdominal muscles, these shark muscles, I envy them. 】
[Damn, this stamina is really strong. ]
Bifang leaned against a rock. This was his first hunt after the long spring break. He was quite excited to return to the wilderness.
He stuck his head out and looked at the reindeer herd. He was not in a hurry to hunt, but carefully looked for his target. Not far away, the reindeer were huddled together. After the fright during the day, they seemed very cautious.
Looking at the blurred shadow lines, Bifang could feel that they were looking up more frequently than before.
I looked up at the sky. The moon was bright today and the trees in the forest were relatively sparse, so I could barely see things.
"The physiological rhythm of reindeer living in the polar regions is not regular, and they may be active during both day and night. The sleeping time is very random, mainly determined by the time they digest food, rather than the alternation of day and moon. Because in polar regions, when polar night and polar day last for a long time, animals may not need to adjust their biological clocks, thus destroying the biological clock regulation function. However, the Rocky Mountains are not polar regions, and the reindeer here should still maintain the habit of being active during the day and hiding at night. It is not long now, and they were frightened during the day, so they may relax their vigilance later. We can wait for a while."
The poor reindeer had just experienced the frenzy of running and being frightened during the day, and now was being targeted again at night.
The audience felt a little sorry for the reindeers.
Bifang sat on the ground holding the javelin, adjusting his spirit. After more than ten minutes, he finally found his hunting target.
A male deer with a deer head stuck on his head.
Fortunately, the deer was at the very edge of the herd, not in the center.
Although it was dark, the target was easy to find. After all, it was the only deer with such a strange head shape. Moreover, the deer's head had not fallen off after running for so long during the day, which showed how firmly it was stuck. No wonder it could stay there for several months. Once the prey was caught, it would probably be a problem how to take it down.
After complaining a few words, Bifang sneaked towards the stag's location and soon approached the edge of the deer herd, only fifty meters away from the stag.
It took about half an hour from finding the reindeer herd to approaching the target. Many reindeer were already ready to rest, with only a few left alert to the surrounding environment.
Compared with wild beasts, Bifang was much more patient and not in a hurry at all. He just approached slowly.
It took me fifteen minutes to walk within thirty meters of the fifty-meter mark.
On average, it goes one meter per minute, slower than an 80-year-old woman walking on the road. However, the audience is not impatient because they understand that this is Bifang's style. He is bold and radical in some choices, but extremely calm when hunting.
Watching him move closer to the target little by little, there is a sense of tension.
Thirty meters.
Bifang estimated the distance and felt it was almost enough. If he got any closer he would be easily discovered.
Now he even had time to explain in a low voice to the audience that he had thought about this when he first acquired the archery skill, but he did not tell the audience at that time. Now was the perfect opportunity to tell them.
"Of all existing animals, only humans can use their limbs to accurately throw objects over long distances and use long-range attacks. This is because we have a more flexible waist to increase torque, a lower humerus to increase the range of motion, and a flatter shoulder joint, which helps to align the force direction of the pectoralis major with the direction of rotation of the throw. This is something other animals cannot do. Even chimpanzees can only throw small stones at random with almost no accuracy, so when hunting in the wild, we must make good use of this advantage."
Bifang stared at the reindeer lying on the ground to rest, and slowly stood up, with almost no movement.
He gripped the javelin tightly, and the muscles in his arms tightened again, like hinges wrapped around a mechanism before it was activated.
The muscle groups surge under the skin like waves, accumulating incomparable power within them.
With a breath of foul air inhaled and exhaled, Bifang suddenly kicked the ground!
Almost at the same time he kicked the ground, the alert reindeer discovered him and neighed in warning.
The genetic instinct of the herbivores awakened instantly, and they stood up and ran away almost at the same time, but it was only almost. From the neighing to the reaction, and then to the escape, even though it was at the extreme speed, it was still a beat slow!
Bifang shortened the distance of thirty meters to fifteen meters in just two seconds, which was enough!
The power extended from the upper arm to the forearm, and then to the wrist. Under the black night was a black spear, and the black spear turned into black lightning, just like Zeus punishing the gods, turning into an unstoppable blow and piercing into the body of the stag that was about to escape.
The earth trembled, and the reindeer herd fled again, making a deafening noise, raising a cloud of dust and breaking the silence of the forest, mixed with an almost imperceptible miserable cry.
Bifang did not come closer. He could feel that his spear had almost pierced the target through and must have injured its internal organs. He could not run away even if he wanted to. He just had to wait for the deer to finish running so that he could go up and harvest his prey.
But just as the deer were about to run away, Bifang, who was about to step forward to make the final harvest, felt a sudden shock in his heart. He felt an indescribable sense of crisis like a thorn in his back.
Then a beast roared and his face changed drastically.
“Ouch!”
Another wolf pack! ?
