第25部分

請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

one　is　a　cinch。　At　the　tree　limb　that　holds　the　nest；　I　position　the　knife　in　the　groove　and　Iˇm　about　to　draw　the　teeth　across　the　wood　when　I　see　something　moving。　There；　on　the　nest。　The　bright　gold　gleam　of　a　tracker　jacker　lazily　making　its　way　across　the　papery　gray　surface。　No　question；　itˇs　acting　a　little　subdued；　but　the　wasp　is　up　and　moving　and　that　means　the　others　will　be　out　soon　as　well。　Sweat　breaks　out　on　the　palms　of　my　hands；　beading　up　through　the　ointment；　and　I　do　my　best　to　pat　them　dry　on　my　shirt。　If　I　donˇt　get　through　this　branch　in　a　matter　of　seconds；　the　entire　swarm　could　emerge　and　attack　me。

Thereˇs　no　sense　in　putting　it　off。　I　take　a　deep　breath；　grip　the　knife　handle　and　bear　down　as　hard　as　I　can。　Back；　forth；　back；　forth！　The　tracker　jackers　begin　to　buzz　and　I　hear　them　ing　out。　Back；　forth；　back；　forth！　A　stabbing　pain　shoots　through　my　knee　and　I　know　one　has　found　me　and　the　others　will　be　honing　in。　Back；　forth；　back；　forth。　And　just　as　the　knife　cuts　through；　I　shove　the　end　of　the　branch　as　far　away　from　me　as　I　can。　It　crashes　down　through　the　lower　branches；　snagging　temporarily　on　a　few　but　then　twisting　free　until　it　smashes　with　a　thud　on　the　ground。　The　nest　bursts　open　like　an　egg；　and　a　furious　swarm　of　tracker　jackers　takes　to　the　air。

I　feel　a　second　sting　on　the　cheek；　a　third　on　my　neck；　and　their　venom　almost　immediately　makes　me　woozy。　I　cling　to　the　tree　with　one　arm　while　I　rip　the　barbed　stingers　out　of　my　flesh。　Fortunately；　only　these　three　tracker　jackers　had　identified　me　before　the　nest　went　down。　The　rest　of　the　insects　have　targeted　their　enemies　on　the　ground。

Itˇs　mayhem。　The　Careers　have　woken　to　a　full…scale　tracker　jacker　attack。　Peeta　and　a　few　others　have　the　sense　to　drop