At that time, it was not yet bright and there was still mist outside. On the lawn in front of the tent, a group of people were pulling something from a car. The thing was wrapped in black canvas, black like a stone, but in some places it was soft like the limbs of an animal.

"Stenborg, what's your name?!" I pointed to the thing and asked Stenborg.

Stenberg patted the mud on his hand and smiled at me: "Boss, don't you say hello to me when you see an old friend?"

"Old friend?!" I was so confused by Stenborough that I was two-year-old King Kong was confused.

"Boss, you're so lucky! You guys had a deal with each other, don't you have any impression of you? Hahahahaha" Steinberg smacked his lips.

"You boy, say it!" I said impatiently.

"You pulled me the canvas!" Stenborough said to the people below.

A dozen people walked over and lifted the canvas, and a black crocodile appeared in front of everyone.

"My God! Such a big crocodile! There are crocodiles in Lake Ontario!?" Munau was shocked when he saw the crocodile behind me.

"What's so strange about this? The crocodile catcher said that this kind of crocodile has strong applicable ability. Many years ago, this place was a paradise for crocodiles. Later, the environment changed a lot and became extinct, leaving only a few people to survive in suitable places and reproduce." Stevenberg said with a nose and eyes, and Stiller and others nodded repeatedly by him.

"How did you catch it?" I asked Stenborough.

This crocodile is absolutely cunning. It turns out that people from the police station drove a water boat and walked around the water for several days but did not find any trace of it. How could they catch it?

"Boss, I think the process of crocodile hunting is so exciting. It can be made into a movie alone. Of course, I have actually shot the process of catching haha." Stenberg licked his lips smugly.

"Speak quickly!" Not only me, but the others, Stiller, Dunar and others were so angry that they were almost out of trouble.

"That's right. Our crew made a crocodile model to film. Yesterday, filming was a little late. Everyone was tired. The guys threw the crocodile model into the water. In the middle of the night, someone went outside to go to the toilet and found that there was a big guy next to the crocodile model. So I went back to call me. When I saw that it was it. Our crocodile model was wrapped in a crocodile skin, and it was the same type as this guy. He was lonely and could not bear to see a similar type climbing up on the shore. The police station crocodile catcher opened it.

The gun was made for a search mark, and then we gathered people to find it in the morning according to the marks left on it. No one knows that the guy's nest was actually in a cave by the lake with a very narrow entrance. The climate inside was like two different from the outside, and it was extremely warm. We guarded the entrance of the cave, exploded the mountain with explosives, and shot it to death. Tsk tsk, it's a pity that a good crocodile skin!" Stenberg led us to the crocodile and pointed at the single hole on the crocodile as if we were bragging about it.

These bullet holes almost all hit the soft abdomen of the crocodile, and a shot hit one of its eyes. Although I almost died under the sharp teeth of this crocodile, I still felt a little regretful when I saw such a big crocodile, such an extremely ugly death look that had been living in the lake from when I don’t know.

"Why did you pull this crocodile here? You can use it to film. What should you do if you pull this crocodile here and want to use it?" I tapped the scales of the crocodile with my fingers, which were extremely hard.

"Use it to film?! Boss, don't joke, just take a ghost scene! Our model is much better than it! I pulled it over and asked you what to do with it. Hehe, Besides, I don't have such a big place, there is a place, everyone is very busy, who has time to guard this?!"

"You don't have a place to be very busy, so we have a place to be no longer busy!" I was almost angry at what he said.

"Boss, I've transported it to you anyway. You can do it. I'm going to film a movie, so I'll leave first." Stenberg rushed into the car in two steps and ran away.

"Boss, what should we do with this crocodile?!" Stiller pointed to the extremely miserable crocodile and said to me.

"You bring it to the city and sell it." I turned around and wanted to go back to the tent.

"Me?!Boss, why is it me?" Stiller said, pouting.

I shrugged and smiled at Stiller, "Who made you look the same as it!"

Hahahaha, everyone was amused by my words, and Stiller stood there and rolled his eyes at me.

"Also, break off the sharpest teeth that bitched the bitch!" I said viciously.

"What do you want crocodile teeth?!" Jiabao asked with a smile beside me.

"I was upset when I looked at its teeth!" I laughed dryly and walked back to the tent with my hands behind my back.

That morning, when Stiller brought the crocodile into the city, I led the crew's leaders, big and small, to agree to plan the next day's final battle drama. Dunar led some people to go to the venue early to repair and arrange the battlefield.

Munau did not disappoint me. When planning and making arrangements, he showed everyone his excellent director's scheduling ability and scripts.

The ability won everyone's respect and admiration at once.

In the afternoon, we began to classify weapons, props, etc., including war horses.

"Boss, the props and other items have been arranged. Are there anything else to prepare?" Stiller walked over from the crowd and held a notebook in his hand.

"It's basically gone, by the way, what have you done with that crocodile?" I smiled.

Stiller glanced at me maliciously: "I sold it to a wealthy boat dealer for $1,000. Here is the sharp and white crocodile teeth you want.

"It's a good job." I patted Stiller.

"I'm still full of fishy smell of crocodile!" Stiller pulled up the corner of his clothes and smelled it for me. I smelled it for a while, and it turned out to be extremely fishy.

"Who made you the youngest person in our crew? You can't let me send Dunar?!" I smiled.

Stiller was speechless and waved his hand last: "Forget it, I won't tell you about crocodile! Boss, I found a problem."

"What's the problem? Crocodile is fishy?" I joked.

"I told you that it's not about crocodile! It's a script and tomorrow's play!" Stengburg was almost collapsed.

"The script, is there any problem with the script?" I grabbed the script and said.

Stenberg pointed to the page above: "Tomorrow's drama will start with thick fog. Boss, look at today's weather. Tomorrow, let alone thick fog, there will be even water vapor!"

I looked up at the sunny sky and patted my head hard.

I thought of everything, but why did I look at it?

"Call them here and discuss it." I pointed to Stenburg and others not far away.

Stiller ran over and called Stenborough, Munau, Fatty and others over.

I briefly stated to them what Stiller just said: "Thinking about it, I haven't discovered such a big problem. What can you do?"

"Boss, what can we do? There is no way to fog in such a weather!" Stenberg looked at it and said he was powerless.

"Boss, if it really doesn't work, you can take pictures without fog." The fat man was very optimistic.

"No!" Munau and I shouted at the same time.

Just kidding, this thick fog is necessary. Before the war begins, it is essential to exaggerate the tragic exaggeration of Wallace's devastating defeat!

"It must be foggy?"

"It must be foggy!"

Seeing that I was determined, everyone was all embarrassed.

"Boss, I have a good idea." Muno thought for a while and said, "I used this method when filming before, which was to use thick smoke instead of thick fog, choose some branches and leaves that emit white smoke when burning, and then blow them with a blower. In the camera, it is exactly the same as the real fog."

"Is this idea effective? That's the cigarette. When our actors stand in the cigarette, they will definitely be so smoky that they will cry. How can they fight?" Stenberg opposed.

Munau scratched his head: "I didn't expect this. The time we filmed was an indoor drama that lighted cigarettes outdoors."

"There is really no other way except this method. Munau, you take people to collect branches and leaves, and Stiller, you are responsible for transporting a few blowers over. The others will finish the work at hand quickly. We will start the show at 7:00 tomorrow morning." After thinking about it, I found that there was only one way, so I gritted my teeth and made the final decision.

"Boss, what if those extras are so smothered that they can't open their eyes?" Stenberg was always worried about this.

"Idiot, is this not easy to solve?! You are a director! Just ask your actors to close their eyes before the fog is gone! Anyway, the war only started after the fog is gone!" I scolded Stenborg, stood up and left.

"The boss is still smart! Otherwise, why would he be the boss?"

There was a lot of admiration behind me.

These dog things!

At five o'clock the next day, I got up early, but in fact I couldn't sleep even if I lay in bed. When I walked out of the tent, I found that there were more people who got up earlier than me. Stenborough, Stiller, Munau, Fatty, Huang Zongzhan all got up and were busy commanding, and even Jiabao got up.

In the gray sky, the crew came to the arranged plain. In the script, this plain is called the Fox Plain, which is different from the battlefield last time. There are no rivers, bridges, and swamps here, and there are only open landforms.

The cunning long-legged Edward knew that Wallace was good at fighting in places with rivers and swamps, so he chose a terrain that had nothing to divide the English army. Here, the flat terrain was the most suitable battlefield for the English people with a large number of people and cavalry.

"Boss, the arrangement has been made, and all the branches and leaves collected for the smoke have been piled up. You can start at any time." Maonao said to me beside me.

"You can arrange it according to the prior arrangement! It's getting late, so we'll start shooting right away!" I said to a group of leaders.

"Yes, boss!" The group of people dispersed.

In this war scene, 2,500 extras; Stiller led people to be in charge of Scotland, Dunar led people to be in charge of England, Munau led people to be in charge of overall command, ten cameras, 30 recording engineers, Huang Zongzhan was still in charge of the aviation

Half past six

, Director and photographer were all in place, I looked up at the sky, and the light was asking them to ignite the branches and leaves.

The branches and leaves were lit every time, and thick white smoke was immediately emitted. Under the blowing of several blowers, there was no one on the other side of the battlefield in a short while, and it was white.

Through the lens, I was very satisfied with this artificial fog.

"Start the film!" I shouted to me.

The distance is a gentle slope. Because it is thick fog, nothing can be seen, but you can hear a faint sound from music. The sound is like a tide and very rhythmic.

A row of dense flags and spears appeared on the top of the slope, followed by teams of Scottish soldiers, who were singing happily and knocking on the shields in their hands.

Panoramic view, most of the British troops opposite were shrouded in thick fog, and only a few of them could vaguely see, but anyone could confirm that the number of British troops was very large.

Middle Scene. Old Campbell said to Wallace: "If we don't start fighting, the other troops will start."

Wallace looked to the right, and on the hillside, Mo Nei stood there with a team of cavalry. None of the Scottish nobles came, except Mo Nei.

LOB

There was no negotiation or greeting, both Scots and English knew that only by bleeding could the problem be solved.

The war was initiated by the Scots. When the Scottish team of fourteen-foot-long spears attacked the English, they could hardly believe that such a simple weapon had wiped out his troops stationed in Scotland.

Wallace personally followed the commander of the spears, and when they were fighting against the English, the sound of bagpipes came from their left, but the army behind the bagpipes was not the Scots, but the Irish mercenaries recruited by long legs.

If you watch from above the sky, the battlefield is very interesting at this time. The Scottish spear team was moving slowly like a huge animal. Opposite them, the English Crossbow team was like a lurking poisonous snake, quietly standing still, waiting to send a fatal blow. Behind the Crossbow are England's heavy cavalry, who are ready to rush, like a sharp blade hidden in their clothes, and will poke the enemy's heart if they have the chance.

Medium shot, the long legs standing in the center of the British army made a gesture of stretching out arms.
To be continued...