As soon as the plane bound for London landed and came to a standstill, the people in the fast-moving seat unbuckled their seat belts at an eye-popping speed. Under everyone's attention, I helped Zoe and Joseph to unload the luggage from the luggage rack. Dillon carried two backpacks and deliberately stood in the middle to stop the police couple. In the end, two groups of people Ran out in second and third place.
The fastest, of course, was the never-fair cowboy duo, Sam and Dean. But for the big boy from the rural southern United States, it will probably take a lot of time to find his way through the chaotic London International Airport. This little difference seems to us to be invisible.
Not having time to take care of Tevez and Vera's jumping feet and scolding, our two teams rushed towards the exit as fast as we could. Because Zoe and Joseph have British citizenship, the exit is not the same as mine and Dillon. In this case, the quality of the two brothers and sisters that I have always admired can be considered as a benefit.
If they were to make alliances with people who didn't keep their promises, let alone Tevez and Vera, who were difficult to get along with, the blond sisters who were not very familiar would most likely break the contract because they didn't wait. Talked to Zoe and Joseph to help us get our subway tickets together before we got out to save as much time as possible.
This alliance strategy turned out to be a success. When we all got on the subway and watched the doors shut, Sam and Dean were the first to rush out of the plane, but in the end, Sam and Dean, who were spinning around like headless flies, would get down to the subway station to line up to buy tickets. Others are still missing.
"Hopefully none of them choose to take a taxi, or God bless them," Joseph joked to us as he sorted out the backpack he had just packed in a hurry.
"London's ground traffic is really that congested?" I asked curiously, a little surprised that his first sentence after getting off the plane was to complain.
"Extreme! Not to mention that we are going to the Big Ben in the city center. In the city center, you can get to the destination an hour faster by bicycle than by car." Zoe took his brother's mouth and continued to complain . Dillon couldn't help but smile when he heard that two Englishmen with a pure London accent were hurting the country's traffic.
Joseph saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and said to me with an exaggerated and frightened expression: "God, does your boyfriend really know how to laugh! I thought he was a Terminator robot before..."
A few words of ridicule on the subway somewhat eased the tension of the game. Once they returned to their homeland, the free and slow pace of the British was reflected in Joseph and Zoe. Obviously, in the previous game, the two brothers and sisters were all tense and catching up with the rhythm.
Arrived at the subway station we want to get off, and led by Zoe and Joseph, we came to the vicinity of Big Ben without taking any detours. Look for the red and yellow mailbox marked with the sign of speeding ahead with Big Ben as the landmark. Zoe and Joseph, two 1-meter-seven sons who mocked themselves as dwarfs, were also made up by Dillon and I's ability to search from the top to the bottom of the crowd. .
Within five minutes of walking to the surface from the subway station, we came across the inconspicuous clue box on the corner across the street.
"Take the train to Windsor Castle and follow the road signs to find a guard post. In this roadblock mission, two teammates of the same team need to complete the changing of the Queen's Guard ceremony together. The team whose actions and procedures meet the requirements of the commander will I'll get a clue for the next mission." I took the clue card and read it out.
"Windsor Castle, the Queen's administrative residence?!" Joseph squeezed his head beside his sister's shoulder and shouted excitedly: "Can we play a changing of the guard ceremony? That must be fun, haha."
Zoe rolled his eyes at him, pushed his head away and said to us: "Now we have to go to the train station to buy tickets, it's best to buy tickets for the immediate departure. But I guess we can only take you to the train station. Although Living in the UK, we've never been to a public attraction like this. We'll have to find our way together."
"No problem, we've got a starting point that's way ahead of the rest of the team," I said to her with a smile, without any dissatisfaction.
With the help of Zoe and Joseph, we arrived at the train station without detours and bought tickets to the town where Windsor Castle is located. However, the next departure time was almost half an hour later, and we inevitably lost some potential advantages.
In this half hour, because they run the runway show all year round, the model group James and Sid who are not very unfamiliar with London also unexpectedly ran to the third place. Sam and Dean are still out of sight, and to our delight, the pesky police couple isn't in sight either.
According to the intelligence of James and Sid, the two self-righteous policemen chose the taxi way that Zoe and Joseph had complained about before. May God bless them. Sam and Dean followed the same train they got on, but were thrown off by them as they exited the exit. The rest of the team didn't see anyone.
With the lead of the top three, the three of us got on the first train to the town of Windsor. And even if the other teams can catch up on the next bus, there will be a half-hour time difference, and take decides everything.
"Speaking of Windsor, in addition to the castle, there is the famous Eton College, right?" James, who was naturally familiar, was not embarrassed at all, and he joined our conversation after getting in the car.
Zoe and Joseph are not the kind of people who are socially awkward, so she responded naturally: "Yes, but I guess we won't have a chance to see it. That kind of aristocratic private school, with me and Joseph Going to school is the difference between New York and the country."
"If you go to that kind of private school and go to university, the admission rate of Oxbridge is estimated to be unbelievably high?" Sid also said with a smile: "In the modeling industry, Brian, your education is like an alien. . No wonder you didn't keep doing it."
I raised my eyebrows and said, "What you said is a bit ambiguous, and I don't mean to despise any profession. It's just that I prefer to participate in reality shows rather than standing there posing for pictures and walking the stage like a puppet. It’s a show that can be thought-provoking and entertaining.”
"A degree in psychology, it's scary." James also joked with a smile: "You and Dillon add up, and the grouping in Survivor can be perfectly described. Isn't it a combination of brains and strength, you must know that I promise to join you in a joint rotation special. Weiss and Vera, how many risks did we risk being eliminated?"
"Yeah! How many first rounds have you been in? In our opinion, you are one of the strongest opponents." Joseph also shouted: "As far as I know, you still have a fast-forward card that is useless. , then you have to find a place to use it quickly. It will be invalid after a few rounds."
"Okay..." I shook my head helplessly, knowing that they didn't mean to say these things. "Don't worry, after we eliminate Tevez and Vera, we will use them up to save your worries."
After a lot of chatter along the way, we arrived at the small town of Windsor. Relying on the travel strategies and maps we bought during the half-hour waiting at the London Railway Station, the three teams of us hurriedly rushed, one and the other could not get rid of the other, and came to Windsor Castle, which is famous for foreign tourists. Attractions and in front of the Queen's Executive Residence.
At the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the castle, we easily saw the mark of rapid progress with a red arrow on a yellow background, and followed the mark to find our mission location. The guard post is on the square inside the castle.
Wearing a high-brained bearskin hat on his head, a British Guardsman, dressed like a toy soldier, came up to us. After a few introductions, he instructed his corporal to take us to change into ceremonial uniforms.
"I can't believe that the British really agreed to this kind of request from the show team." Although he had a very obvious presence in the eyes of others along the way, Dillon, who was as taciturn as the Terminator, finally said in a low voice in the locker room. "It's like having a reality TV crew walk into the White House to shoot in America."
"Hey, don't say that." James, who stretched out his hand and asked Sid to help him tidy up his sleeves, interjected with a smile after hearing it: "The White House will also meet civilians, and the FBI has also filmed a documentary. ."
Wearing a bearskin hat that can make a well-established soldier faint from heatstroke in the summer, wearing a red military uniform that does not fit because it is not tailored, dressed as a British guard. Then follow the commander of the guard's one-to-one group training in the stance, fiddling with the musket with the bayonet like acrobatics. This series of changing of the guard ceremonies are eye-opening for us.
But I think now Dillon finally understands why the British would want to let our show film their Changing of the Guard ceremony. The non-stop shutter sound made by the passing tourists made Dillon walk harder and harder, and the wrinkles between the eyebrows were squeezed tightly.
In my opinion, the purpose of the British is to let the American people feel the tragic feeling of soldiers who are used as tourist attractions. And this feeling is even more profound with Dillon, a former actual combat player. It made the American people who liked to slap the British guards feel the embarrassment in front of the TV.
"The Queen's Guards in the United Kingdom are all elites selected from the actual combat troops, and we also have tasks such as daily training." As the referee's chief guard, before we finished remembering the movements and prepared to start the challenge, he said so. "We're not one of those mobile attractions in Disneyland that put on doll costumes and take pictures with you."
"We represent the external image power of the British royal family. I hope that every tourist who comes to the UK will at least show some of the respect they deserve to us who are really hard-trained soldiers! Instead of coming up to them and telling a story Rotten joke."
Wearing a black plush bearskin hat, the nasolabial lines on the guard's face deepened as he spoke, like the frown between Dillon's eyebrows, showing the seriousness and rigor of a traditional British man.
"My requirements for your mission challenge do not seek to be the best. But every step of yours, your partner and partner must be in sync. When you are walking, when you are standing still, when you stand together and shoot the gun. You can't go wrong in every step, let alone being soft!"
In the end, this point was somewhat meaningful and pointed to Zooey, who was helplessly holding on to her hat to adjust her posture, and Joseph, who was on the same foot from time to time. There was even a hint of hatred in his tone, perhaps because of the London accents in the mouths of the two siblings.