Just when the machete that Akira was holding tightly in both hands was less than half a meter away from Jiro's neck, a bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky. Almost at the same time, a deafening dull thunder also reached Akira.
Pulled ears.
Frightened by the loud noise, Akira subconsciously let go of the machete in his hand, letting it plunge into the moist sand almost against Jiro's ear. Even his whole body subconsciously
He stepped back and stepped into the burning bonfire.
The loud noise and the screams that followed also scared Jiro out of his sleep, but compared to the thunder, the machete that almost touched his neck completely woke him up.
He looked in disbelief at the handle of the knife that was almost close to his own flesh, and then looked at Akira who accidentally stepped on the bonfire and was burned and screamed. After Jiro reacted, he immediately let out a desperate roar and scratched randomly.
He picked up the steel helmet at hand and rushed towards Akira like crazy who fell to the ground and was trying to pull out the pistol from his waist!
"Bang!"
Jiro slammed the helmet in his hand onto Akira's face, and then knocked the 1911 pistol away from the opponent's hand.
"Jiro! Listen to me..."
"Bang!" Jiro, whose eyes were red, didn't even wait for Akira to finish speaking, and hit Akira's nose hard with the smoky helmet again.
For a moment, the uncle and nephew, who were supposed to trust each other and support each other, struggled with each other like they were dying in the heavy rain and beside the constantly beating bonfire.
In a blink of an eye, it was early the next morning. Because the heavy rain did not stop all night, Wei Ran and others rarely went out to collect. They only chopped down large and small branches from the surrounding woods, or were busy
Expand the wind-proof wall, or work hard to strengthen the umbrella canopy that is constantly blown by the wind.
In particular, Wei Ran, who was fed up with eating with his fingers, not only made several pairs of chopsticks himself, but also made a spoon out of coconut shells and wooden sticks, as well as several coconut shells.
In contrast, Hawkes, after such a long wait, finally took advantage of the rising tide to catch a few unknown sea fish from the traps he had set with turtle guts, and even risked using
With his homemade spear gun, he killed a brightly colored sea snake that was about one and a half meters long.
Taking the risk, he picked up this obviously venomous sea snake, cut off its head, and buried the head of the snake deeply. Hawks once again took up his old job as a chef. With the help of Wei Ran, he took out the sea snake and the few that were big enough to carry.
All the fish that came to satisfy the hunger were cut into sections and thrown into the pot, making a large pot full of seafood soup.
"I don't know what's going on with Akira and the others now," Sterling muttered as he knelt down by the campfire and cleaned his beard with the razor he borrowed from Weiran.
"How about I go take a look," Wei Ran, who had never found a chance to complete today's candid shooting, said proactively, "I will put on a helmet and a body armor."
"I'll go with you," Evans said, stopping the diary he was writing in his hand.
"I can just go by myself." Wei Ran quickly waved his hand, "Give me the telescope, I won't get too close."
"Okay, be safe." Evans happily picked up the telescope from his bed and handed it to Wei Ran.
"I'll be back in half an hour at most."
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken the telescope, left the camp in the rain, and carefully walked toward the northern end of the island along the beach at the edge of the woods.
With the experience of taking candid photos last time, he was quite familiar with it. Even because of the cover of the heavy rain, he got closer than last time.
However, what he didn't expect was that far away, he could smell the scent of meat mixed with the smoke of fireworks in the rain.
Wei Ran came closer with doubts, and hid under the broad leaves of an unknown tropical plant and raised his telescope.
Although he couldn't see clearly due to the rain screen and the angle, he could still see the steaming helmet on top of the bonfire.
On one side of the bonfire, Akira was wearing his one-piece flight suit and leaning on the trunk of a tree. In front of him, there was not only a steaming baby
coconut shells and a pair of homemade chopsticks.
On the other side of the bonfire, Jiro, who was only wearing a loincloth, was sitting cross-legged on his flight suit, holding homemade chopsticks in one hand and a coconut shell in the other, and was quickly putting something into his mouth.
Did these two beasts also find food? Or the reserves secretly hidden in the life raft?
Wei Ran muttered secretly, slowly squatted down and took out his camera bag, then took out his camera from the bag, pointed the lens at the bonfire in the distance and the people on both sides of the bonfire, and pressed the shutter.
After completing the candid photography mission and putting away his camera bag, Wei Ran picked up the telescope again and continued observing for a while. Unfortunately, until he decided to return, neither uncle nor nephew said a word, and even Akira did not touch the food in front of him.
Not only that, he didn't even find where the vital pistol was now.
Without daring to waste too much time, he took advantage of the cover of the woods and wind and rain to rush back to the southern end of the island as quickly as possible, and secretly took a photo of the three Evans through the rain, and then blew the sailor's whistle.
Walked back to the camp.
"How is the situation?" Evans stopped writing again and asked. "It's not good."
Wei Ran shook his head, returned the telescope to the other party and said, "They seem to have found food, and they seem to have reconciled. It's just that Mr. Akira hasn't eaten. I guess he might be angry." "Since that's the case.
In this way, we will speed up the progress tomorrow." Evans made the arrangement after thinking for a while, "Okay, tomorrow Hawks and I will explore the atoll together. The resources there are far greater than this small island.
Rich. Victor, you continue to keep an eye on them, and take care of the camp with Sterling. Tomorrow, you and I will explore the atoll."
Naturally, no one refuted Evans' arrangement, and the next topic also shifted to what food Akira and his nephew found, and whether more supplies could be found in the atoll on the north side of the island.
The chatter and speculation came up.
The rainstorm continued throughout the day, and everyone who had food and drink rarely stayed in bed for a whole day to refresh themselves.
When night fell again, the day passed quietly. Even the heavy rain that raged all day suddenly stopped at midnight, returning the brilliant night sky to the people who were stranded on the desert island.
Early the next morning, the sun had just risen above the horizon. Captain Evans and Hawkes, the two chiefs, each carried a can of minced meat and a few extra jugs of fresh water on umbrella cloths, and embarked on the exploration journey.
Reef journey.
Taking a photo of their backs with a red outline reflected by the morning glow from a distance, Wei Ran also held a telescope and reached the northern end of the island with increasing proficiency.
This time without the obstruction of the rain curtain, he could see more clearly that Akira, who had hidden his body in the one-piece flight suit, was staring blankly at the helmet on the bonfire, while his nephew Jiro
, on the other side of the campfire, sleeping soundly in a warm one-piece flight suit.
Secretly taking another photo of the other party, Wei Ran turned around and started looking for the crucial firewood.
In any case, although this place is on a tropical island, it is not warm on rainy nights. More importantly, all of their stomachs can no longer bear to eat raw food and water. Because of this, this
Firewood has naturally become a strategic material that must be stored at all times.
Near noon, the unwilling Wei Ran touched the northern end of the island again. This time, he clearly saw through the ultra-telephoto lens of the camera that Jiro, wearing only a loincloth, was kneeling and sitting in front of Akira.
In front, holding chopsticks in one hand and dragging coconut shells with the other, he personally fed food into Akira's mouth.
And on its waist, not only was the 1911 pistol that Weiran had always cared about so much, but also the smoking set that belonged to Akira.
Through the camera lens, Wei Ran patiently waited for Jiro to finish feeding Akira while pressing the shutter button from time to time, and then witnessed Jiro feeding what seemed to be a unique product into Akira's mouth.
He sighed helplessly, put away the camera, turned around and walked back.
The current situation is already very clear. Whether he wants it or not, it turns out that Akira and the others were indeed very lucky to get enough food. Even looking at Jiro's appearance, it seems that he has survived.
The torture of dysentery.
This is undoubtedly bad news, because a healthy enemy is far less safe than an enemy that cannot stand firmly.
However, before Evans and others had enough thermal weapons to restrain Akira and the two, the only thing he could do was to collect and reserve as much firewood as possible to ensure everyone's health.
As for secretly throwing the ppk pistol in the camera bag to his three companions, he didn't think about it.
Based on his knowledge of metal books, if he dared to give this pistol to Evans and three others, he would be punished, or even worse. Even if he threw the pistol, the other party might not even notice the gun.
It wouldn’t even wait until it hit the ground and it would completely disappear—just like the bucket full of hot cocoa that he missed so much!
With infinite resentment, Wei Ran swung the Indian pipe ax in his hand again and again, chopping up a piece of driftwood that had been there for an unknown period of time, breaking it into small pieces that were easy to burn, as if ants were moving.
was sent back to the camp at the southern end of the island.
Another day passed in the blink of an eye. When the sunshine of the new day emerged, Wei Ran also carried a water bottle filled with fresh water and a Hawks diving mask on his back, and Evans and he each carried a Hawks diving mask.
Si made the spear gun last night and continued his unfinished exploration all the way south along the atoll.
Different from Hawks' original speargun, the latest improved model in Weiran's hand is not only less than two centimeters in diameter, but also has an elastic rubber strap tied with a paracord, and at the tail end
, and there is a three-meter-long parachute rope connected to it.
No need to ask, just by looking at the bright red color, Wei Ran knew that this thing was probably a load-bearing strap cut from the wreckage of the life raft.
The main reason for preparing this thing is that Hawkes found several lobsters on a relatively shallow seabed yesterday. And today, the main purpose of Wei Ran and Evans coming here is not to explore the atoll, but to catch enough
If you have more lobsters, make a more delicious can.
"Great Chief, have you finished writing your diary?" Wei Ran, who was walking about ten meters behind, quietly pressed the shutter towards Evans' back and put away his camera bag before asking.
"I've finished writing." Evans spread his hands, "I've written down everything that happened before, but I just don't know if I have a chance to bring it back to the United States."
"I believe there will definitely be a chance."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he sighed secretly. In the world where he grew up, Captain Evans and Vice Captain Sterling were actually listed as missing, but Hawks who survived was obviously
Captain Evans' diary has not been made public.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran followed Evans across the life raft tied to the reef, walked past the beach full of mussels, and swam across a calm water surface, finally arriving at 9 a.m.
Before half past o'clock, we climbed onto a rock that was already hot in the sun.
"This is it"
Evans said as he took off his clothes, wrapped them in umbrella cloth and tied them to the reef, "The seabed below is only less than three meters deep. In addition to many beautiful corals, there are also many lobsters."
After a short pause, Evans took off his watch and took a look, "It is now 9:23 in the morning. Hawks has probably set off. He will arrive here before 12 noon. Before that, we have to catch him.
There are enough lobsters, at least to ensure that everyone can eat two."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "If I catch more than you, how about you give me your ax?" Wei Ran said deliberately.
"That's not okay," Evans refused with a smile. "That was a 34th birthday present from my friends on the Alden."
"I've heard of that ship," Weiyan said as he took off his clothes. "If I remember correctly, it's a Clemson-class destroyer."
"There's nothing wrong with what you said."
Evans said while wrapping the umbrella cloth around his feet, "It was a very old boat. I was working the same job as Sterling on that boat."
"Did Sterling come from that ship too?" Wei Ran, who was also wrapping his feet with umbrella cloth, asked.
"He's not"
Evans shook his head, first
He blew up a condom to the size of a basketball, then wrapped another piece of umbrella cloth around a volleyball-sized stone, tied it with a rope around his waist and said, "Okay, I'm going down first, Hawks' diving mask."
I’ll leave it to you. If you can beat me, take my telescope as a bet!”
Before he finished speaking, Evans had already picked up the spear gun, holding the condom that served as a breathing bag in his mouth, and jumped off the reef holding the stone.
"I haven't said my bet yet."
After hurriedly tying the stone, Wei Ran grumbled and fastened the gas mask, then checked the double-layered condom that was tightly tied to the other end of the corrugated pipe, then blew it up from the other end of the mask, and then took a deep breath.
, holding the stone in one hand and the spear gun in the other, he left the reef.
Although the conditions are simple, the tools provided by Hawks are extremely useful. Relatively speaking, the only troubles are that they need to come up frequently to ventilate the condom that acts as an air bag, and how to find it from the colorful corals on the seabed.
Just a hidden lobster.
At the same time, in the camp at the southern end of the island, after two days of busy work, Sterling finally made a very simple sextant using the materials he could find.
"Sterling, what's the use of this thing?"
Hawks, who was supposed to set off to join Wei Ran and the other two, looked at the umbrella cloth filled with pencil lines in Sterling's hand and asked in puzzlement. The other party had just asked him to help him get this thing out.
If it weren't for this piece of cloth full of lines, he would have set off long ago.
Sterling explained with a smile while fiddling with the wooden products in his hands, "Use it to roughly measure our latitude."
"Don't we know we are on the Isle of Arran?" Hawks asked in confusion.
"Helen's Island," Hawkes corrected while holding a branch and writing and calculating on the sand.
"Whether it's Ellen or Helen," Hawks asked again, "So what's the use of this thing?"
"We can't always wait on this island for others to come to rescue us. The probability is too low."
Sterling smiled and said, "The chief and I have discussed that after we deal with Mr. Akira's threat, we will use everything we have to leave here. This simple sextant will come in handy then."
"Although it can't be too accurate, it can at least let us know whether it is moving in the direction we want to go."
"I didn't learn this kind of thing in the recruit company," Hawks muttered with some envy. "Those bastards only humiliate us in different ways."
"If you are interested, I can come and teach you."
Sterling said, having already handed the small object in his hand to Hawks, pointing to the sea in the distance and preparing to explain the working principle of this thing.
"Although I really want to learn, I'm afraid I have to wait a while." Hawks pointed to the atoll in the distance, "I'm going to pick up the chief and the others."
"I almost forgot about them"
Sterling patted his forehead, put away the umbrella cloth and said, "In that case, let's go quickly! I'll wait for you to come back with the lobster!"
