You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 266

   Chapter 266 Struggle

  The earth is shaking!

  Vill Smith was crawling on the ground, all he could feel was the humming of his eardrums, and his whole body was spinning.

   Fear instantly filled his whole body, his heart was beating wildly, his hands were unconsciously holding his head, and his whole body was shaking.

  Roaring...

   He felt deaf.

After the roar of   , he felt an unprecedented silence, his eyes widened, but he could only feel that the whole body suddenly became extremely dark.

   He couldn't seem to see anything, he even felt suffocated, gasping for breath, but he couldn't catch his breath.

A haze shrouded this small and claustrophobic space. He was numb and didn't know his body and mind. He felt that someone was pushing him and seemed to be talking to him, but he didn't respond at all. He should be awake, but he lost his mind. All perception is the same.

Time passed bit by bit, Will Smith began to feel the pain in his eardrums, but the whole world was no longer silent. He heard the sound of his heart trembling constantly. At the same time, he also vaguely saw a ray of light in the originally dark world. , and then, the light became brighter and brighter, and he labored to widen his eyes.

  's blurry vision began to become clearer, and he finally saw the light clearly.

   That is the warm light of the camera.

   "Mr. Will Smith..."

   "Vill Smith?"

   "Vill Smith! Are you okay, sober up! Mr. Smith..."

   Immediately afterwards, he found that Zhou Yang in front was constantly pushing him, he shook his head violently, his face was very ugly, and he looked at Zhou Yang cautiously.

   "We...what's the matter?" He began to stutter.

   "Mr. Smith, we may really be buried alive..."

  Sands seeped out from the crevices of the coffin. Will Smith choked on the sand and coughed several times. He covered his nose.

   When he heard this sentence, he only felt that his heart was slammed hard, and his body couldn't help shaking: "Mr. Zhou Yang, don't joke, this is not funny at all."

   He looked at Zhou Yang as if begging, even begging.

   How he hoped that Zhou Yang would tell him with a smile soon, this was a joke with him, and he would be able to go out immediately.

However……

   What greeted him was silence.

   Endless silence.

   After an unknown amount of time, Will Smith heard Zhou Yang sigh silently: "Those people on the ground... maybe, they were attacked."

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you want to use this method to show me the limit of escape, right? You can't lie to me, I have seen your "Chainsaw", and I have seen every detail of that movie But... you are very good at creating a desperate situation for the actors, and then let them show what you want... I can continue to shoot, I can continue to shoot!" Will Smith seemed to grab a life-saving straw and stared desperately at Zhou Yang, the unconcealed fear seemed to remind Zhou Yang to tell him the truth.

   He wanted to show that kind of crazy desperate mood in the extreme state, but he didn't want to encounter any danger to his life!

this moment……

   He hoped that Zhou Yang nodded, even if Zhou Yang said a little, but unfortunately, he saw Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed. Although he remained silent, his face was terribly pale.

  Vill Smith was stunned.

  He looked uncontrollably at the heavy coffin board above his head.

   This coffin was custom-made by him. In order to show that kind of heavyness, the coffin board was deliberately thickened. He pushed it violently, but the coffin lid remained motionless.

  The sand was still infiltrating, and some even entered his eyes when he looked up, and he tried his best to get the sand out.

"First block the sand with clothes. The current air can last for more than two hours. If the sand seeps in too much, our space will become smaller and smaller... Don't call for help, three meters below, completely I can't hear the sound..." Although Zhou Yang's face was ugly, he remained calm. After he finished speaking, he tore off his clothes and tried his best to block the gap in the coffin.

  Will Smith, after seeing Zhou Yang doing this, followed suit and plugged the gap with clothes.

"Calm down, don't panic, the air is enough for us to escape, if you take a big breath, I'm afraid our oxygen consumption will be faster..." Zhou Yang looked at Will Smith and was terrified because of his nervousness, and he reminded him when his whole body was trembling. .

"Damn, I can't calm down, is the oxygen really enough? We have two people now, one is enough, but two are not enough..." Will Smith clearly felt the air getting thinner and thinner, and the faint suffocation was blowing towards his face. The feeling made him gasp uncontrollably, and he didn't believe Zhou Yang's words at all.

   Zhou Yang did not speak, but began to check the props he was carrying...

  There is a knife, a lighter, a few mobile phones for temporary filming, a bottle of water and a few bags of bread.

  Vill Smith also forced himself to calm down slowly. He took out his mobile phone subconsciously. He found that the mobile phone had a signal, but when he called other places, he couldn't get it at all.

He suddenly realized that because the whole process of filming was confidential, the military erected several shielding systems on the edge of the live burial site. Everyone in the shielding system could make calls, but outside the shielding system, people outside could not call in. , the people inside can't get out, let alone monitor it.

   Zhou Yang tried to call the staff...

   But unfortunately, the phone is still unanswered, just like the walkie-talkie.

   The last hope was finally dashed.

"Mr. Zhou Yang, what about the oxygen system, I remember, there is an oxygen system in the coffin, there is an oxygen system for filming, you put him down..." Will Smith looked at Zhou Yang for the first time as if he had thought of something .

   "..." Zhou Yang looked at Will Smith.

"Yes, it was cut off?" Will Smith opened his mouth. He remembered what he had said when he was filming, and his face instantly became extremely ugly. He lowered his head, and the sweat was seeping from his forehead. He slapped himself hard in the face, what the **** was he going to do?

"The emergency oxygen supply system should not have been cut off, but... I don't know if it was because the supply system was also blown up. The system couldn't be turned on at all..." Zhou Yang picked up his mobile phone and looked at the other side of his coffin. , there is a button on the other side, however, he pressed it several times in a row, but the button still did not respond.

   He naturally felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner. The so-called enough air was completely comforting Will Smith.

  When the oxygen content drops to 12%, the human body will have difficulty breathing, and when it drops to 10%, the human body's intellectual activity begins to decline: when it drops to 7%-8%, it can be life-threatening...

   Half an hour!

  Probably, they only had about half an hour to escape.

When he thought of this, he stopped talking nonsense with Will Smith. He adjusted his body and began to cover his nose and eyes with a part of the clothes, relying on the images that had popped up in his mind. Chiseled in and chiseled over and over again, but found that the quality of the coffin lid was very good. After chiseling for a long time, except for the consumption of air and physical strength, the coffin board did not show any signs of breaking!

   For realism!

  Yes, for realism!

  The lid of the coffin was deliberately reinforced, and it was three or four times as thick as usual. Even if a small opening was opened, it was impossible for people to climb out, and it would only allow the sand to seep more...

   Chiseled from both sides of the coffin wall!

"give me!"

   At this moment, Will Smith looked at Zhou Yang.

   He began to chisel the wall of the coffin. At first, he was able to remain calm, chiseling and cutting slowly with a certain regularity.

   The wall of the coffin is indeed better than the lid of the coffin. He accelerated his speed excitedly and cut out a hole the size of a fist, but then his eyes widened.

   There is a large stone against the wall of the coffin!

  Because this shooting area is a desert area, there is a lot of wind and sand, and it is difficult to dig a pit, so they reinforced several large stone slabs on the edge of the pit wall to separate the yellow sand and support the entire escape system.

The    explosion seemed to collapse several surrounding mines, completely blowing up the entire escape system. At the same time, the surrounding stones were squeezed tightly against the coffin wall after the explosion, forming a harder rock wall!

  Will Smith grabbed his hair hard when he thought of this.

   His heart was shaking!

   The glimmer of hope that finally came about was instantly shattered...

   The feeling of suffocation made him cover his heart, his lips turned slightly white, and then his emotions collapsed instantly.

   He started screaming like crazy, cursing, completely losing his mind...

   followed, and he felt more and more suffocated!

   I don't know if it's a psychological effect, the air is consumed faster and faster, and he even feels that he can't breathe.

  Under the camera, he shed tears, and his expression was unprecedented.

   Zhou Yang's face was also very ugly, but he reminded himself over and over again to be calm, he must be calm.

   He looked at the escape system and oxygen supply system, and the circuit diagram of the entire system appeared in his mind.

   The external power supply may have been destroyed, but the internal oxygen supply system should have a backup battery. It should be due to the circuit, so some of the supply batteries were damaged. As long as the backup circuit system can be repaired, there is a chance...

   Calm, Calm, I need Calm!

   I need a hand distance!

   He moved the camera to his side so that the light could shine on him, and then...

   "Vill Smith, give me the knife!"

  Will Smith was lying at the mouth of the coffin and gasping for breath. He didn't hear it for the first time. When Zhou Yang shouted again, he heard the sound.

   However, he had no hope, and just handed the knife to Zhou Yang, while he lay on the ground, staring at the darkness.

   He once thought about what would happen to himself after a desperate situation.

   But after really experiencing a desperate situation...

   He found himself only in silent despair.

   Just when Zhou Yang took the knife and was about to try it, there was a sudden vibration above his head...

  It seems that something is driving past...

   "click"

  The slate on the side of the coffin seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and cracked one side.

   The night of March 7, 2007.

   "We successfully destroyed three terrorist bases today..."

   "In this battle, Sergeant Barrs acted bravely, but unfortunately, he died in the intensive fire of terrorist organizations..."

   "We will hold a moment of silence for this great hero with the highest respect!"

   "May God be with him!"

   An officer was under the camera, with a sad face and a long sigh.

   Under the interview lens.

   The handsome Chinese reporter with a ponytail and a ponytail had a silent expression on his face when he heard the news, and then looked at the flying yellow sand not far away.

   Under the shadow of night.

   A group of American soldiers drove away from the scene in mechanical vehicles.

   (end of this chapter)

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