Not only the coyote, but the elfins were also confused by Zhang Zian's series of actions. They knew that he carried a lot of things in his backpack, but they did not expect that there would be such a flaming stick that could be thrown.
In fact, this was not a rare thing, but a road flare that was easy to buy in the United States. The literal translation should be road torch.
People say that the United States is a country built on wheels. It is vast and sparsely populated, and it is difficult to move without a car.
What if the car breaks down while driving? Of course, it is to repair the car, but what if it breaks down in the wilderness? Mobile phone signal coverage in the United States is not high, and there are often blind spots in the wild. It is very troublesome to have a car break down in the wild at night. You can only ask for help from passing vehicles, and they can either repair your car or take you to a repair shop in a nearby town.
It is dangerous to stop a car on the road at night. If the driver does not notice you, he may directly hit you. However, if you wave a burning road torch, others can notice you from a distance.
In addition, if the car breaks down on the road at night, in order to prevent other vehicles from not seeing it clearly, a road torch can be placed at a certain distance behind the car to warn the following vehicles.
Nowadays, road torches are not necessarily burning. Many are electronic torches with batteries, but Zhang Zian still bought a real road torch.
The road torch is like an oversized match. The rough part of the cap is red phosphorus. The flammable material in the torch has its own oxidizer. When it rubs with the red phosphorus, it begins to burn violently. It can last at least a few minutes. It can not only be used for road help, but also to drive away beasts and as a distress signal in the wild, so that search and rescue helicopters can see you.
This thing is a throwing weapon. How far it can be thrown depends on the arm strength of the thrower. As for the accuracy, it is definitely worse the farther it is.
If it is used to throw a coyote, it will certainly not work. The coyote will be flexible to avoid it, but this American badger likes to dig holes to hide itself. This can't be blamed on him.
The brightness, power, and smell of the road torch are far better than that of a bonfire. Because of its own oxidizer, it can burn in the rain and even in the water. Especially in the first inch, it is compressed with a large number of flammable materials. The intensity of the burning is more intense than the latter, emitting a very dazzling red light. Once ignited, it is almost impossible to extinguish.
It is because this thing burns so intensely that it instantly roasts the dead branches and leaves on the ground and ignites them.
The red light illuminates the nearby woods, and even Richard, who suffers from bird night blindness, temporarily sees the light.
"Quack! How glorious the sun is! "
"Ah! Your eyes are shining! "
"It's as brilliant as the sun!"
It strained its throat and sang the song My Sun in Italian. Its deep tenor voice spread far and wide in the silent forest, startling the birds that had long returned to their nests at night and causing them to fly away in flocks.
The coyotes had adapted to the campfire with great difficulty, and suddenly there was a more powerful light and heat source, and they were suddenly in chaos. Even more unlucky was the American badger. The hair on its butt was thick and dry, like a broom, and it would catch on fire if touched.
Apart from the smell of sulfur, there was also the stench of burning proteins in the air.
It screamed in pain and ran around without thinking, but the coyotes, who regarded it as a military adviser, avoided it, fearing that the moving fire would implicate themselves.
If it were in another place, the American badger might have been burned directly, but there happened to be a stream nearby. Zhang Zian and the deer were camped next to the stream. It ran and ran, probably understanding the situation, and jumped into the stream, which put out the fire on its body.
When it came out of the water again, the fur on the back half of its body had been completely burned, revealing its flesh. The fur on the front half was also half bald. There was only one word that could be used to describe it — battered and exhausted.
It could no longer care about the wolves in the suburbs. It limped into the woods and disappeared.
The black wolfhound was also a leader who had experienced many battles. When it saw that its side's morale was greatly reduced, the wolves were not in the mood to fight. It had to hatefully howl and follow the American badger into the woods.
The other coyotes all ran away, and the forest returned to calm.
Richard also returned to his blind state.
The road torch was still burning, but the light had greatly weakened.
Zhang Zian walked over, picked it up, and threw it into the stream. He filled an empty can with water to extinguish the remaining fire on the grass to avoid causing a forest fire.
The deer were quiet, and the coyotes over there had probably run away.
"Almost burned that monster to death." Old Time Tea sighed. "I saw that … the American badger was very old, and the tips of its hair were white. I was afraid that it was too old, but unfortunately, it ran away."
Old Time Tea was still worried about the legend of the badger. It always felt that this thing had an evil and Yin Qi. After all, it was an animal that liked to dig holes.
"It doesn't matter. It was burned by the fire. Even if it didn't die, it would lose half of its life. It won't be able to do anything. It's just an old badger anyway." Zhang Zian explained to Old Time Tea.
"Eeek! Eeek! "
Pi was so happy that it threw away the branches and danced to celebrate its victory.
"Pi, you're great!"
Zhang Zian gave it a thumbs up. "Brave and strong, really amazing! You're good at both writing and fighting! "
"Eeek …"
Pi was not used to being praised, so it covered its face in embarrassment.
"Quack! What about me? Isn't I also very powerful? You idiot, aren't you going to praise me? "
Richard shouted, but it couldn't see clearly and didn't face Zhang Zian's direction.
"Hehe."
Zhang Zian was speechless about this stupid bird. He picked it up and put its butt into the stream to wash it, then put it next to the campfire to dry its feathers.
"Whoa! This … is this the legendary ice and fire? "
It was talking nonsense that Zhang Zian couldn't understand, and no one paid attention to it.
"Xinghai, thank you for reminding me."
He thanked Xinghai again. If Xinghai hadn't reminded him to keep the campfire burning, maybe something would have happened. Pi and Richard might have been hurt by the coyotes.
"Meow?"
Xinghai tilted its head, as if it didn't understand what he was saying.
"Thank you too, Spotted."
He looked up at the spotted owl and said, "Thank you for the night sentinel."
It squatted on the branch above his head, neither flying nor crying. Its stomach was not as flat as it had been two nights ago. It was probably full, and it seemed that it had recovered most of its foraging ability.
After tossing and turning for a while, it was still a long way from dawn.
Zhang Zian and the elfins didn't feel sleepy for the time being. They first went around to pick up some dead branches, increased the campfire, then went into the tent and slept until dawn.
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