The ship was sailing in a violent storm, the strong sea wind blew the sails, and the lights in the cabin swayed from side to side with the waves.
All the sailors on the ship stick to their posts in the storm. If you are not careful, the ship will capsize. In such a critical environment, everyone's heart is tense, for fear that something will go wrong with the ship and everyone will be buried in the sea, so
Everyone is serious.
The ship was full of sails and kept sailing in the dark night.
Under the pitch-black night sky, the sea was shrouded in haze, and it seemed that only the pitch-black patch was left between the sky and the earth. The sea water was rolling, setting off huge waves.
The waves beat against the ship, making a huge noise, and the seawater came in one after another, splashing white waves, hitting the sailors layer by layer.
The strong rain-laden wind hit the face as painfully as a knife. The whole body of the sailors was soaked by the heavy rain. Raindrops were still dripping from their hair. Their clothes were clinging to their bodies and clinging tightly to their skin.
The sailors felt the biting cold on their skin, and everyone wiped the water droplets from their bodies with their sleeves.
There were rough waves on the deck, but the captain's cabin remained calm as usual. Except for a slight bump, everything seemed to be the same as usual.
There is warm whiskey placed on the captain's desk, and a piece of orange peel floats on top of the light amber liquid, which looks very soft and warm under the candlelight.
"Tick tock." A drop of wine fell into the wine glass, making a slight sound. The wine swayed gently with the hull of the boat, emitting an alluring aroma.
The captain was lying on the deck chair, holding a wine glass in his hand and tasting the wonderful wine. He looked at the apocalyptic scene outside the porthole, without any change in expression on his face, just like a sculpture.
His expression was unpredictable, and you couldn't tell what he was thinking or what he was thinking. All you knew was that there was a cold atmosphere around him, making people feel like they didn't dare to get close.
At this moment, a biting cold wind suddenly blew into the captain's cabin. The wind carried the salty smell of the ocean and was swept into the cabin.
The captain frowned in displeasure and looked toward the door, only to see a man in black walking into the cabin. He was tall and thin, with a dark face, and exuded a murderous aura.
It was Baicao who was the captain's personal bodyguard.
"It's you." After seeing the visitor, the expression on the captain's face quietly softened, the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a smile, and he said, "What's the matter?"
Baicao nodded and said: "We are almost at our destination, Captain."
"Well, I understand." The captain nodded lightly, continued to taste the whiskey in his hand, and said, "Call everyone on the ship to gather on the deck to start working."
"Yes." Baicao nodded, turned and left the room.
After seeing Baicao walking out of the room, the captain picked up the whiskey in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. Then he put down the glass and slowly stood up and walked outside. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Radian, murmured to himself: "What a pity..."
The ship arrived at the desert island without any danger in the storm. After seeing the long-lost land, all the sailors breathed a sigh of relief, with excited expressions on their faces. They did it and survived. Some people
She even shed tears of excitement.
Just when the sailors thought they could take a break after a long period of darkness and stormy weather, the captain issued an order and everyone gathered on the deck.
Everyone stood on the deck, and everyone looked at the captain in confusion, because they didn't understand why they couldn't get a rest after working hard for so long.
"Everyone, we have arrived, but our mission has not been completed yet." The captain walked to the deck, looked at the island in front of him, and said, "Have you seen this island? Everyone, get off the ship now! Tonight
The battle has just begun!”
After hearing the captain's words, the sailors' faces became solemn, and they were a little angry. However, the young man in black behind the captain who was holding an umbrella for him made them feel afraid. They did not dare to resist the captain, so they could only follow the captain obediently.
Got the boat.
As usual, there was a group of fools standing on the beach of the desert island, each with weapons on their backs and their eyes staring at the surroundings with vigilance.
The leader of this group of fools was a warrant officer. He glanced at the sailors behind the captain and said with some disgust: "Why are there so few people?"
The captain laughed and said: "It's great to have these people in such bad weather. I paid ten times the price to get them to come. Brother, you have to put in a good word for me, otherwise this will happen."
I will lose all my money if I go there."
The warrant officer ignored the captain's cry, but glanced at the sailors. A pair of blue eyes flashed with a cold light, staring at them intently, as if judging their strength.
The warrant officer's eyes were very sharp, and he kept staring into the eyes of the crew. His eyes were like blades, sharp and cold, which made the sailors a little scared.
Seeing that all the sailors lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him, the warrant officer withdrew his gaze, narrowed his eyes slightly, and snorted: "Are these people sure they are reliable? This is a top-secret mission, what if they leaked any information?
, I don’t need to say more about your fate.”
"Of course! Absolutely reliable!" The captain patted his chest and said decisively: "They are all my old subordinates and absolutely trustworthy. You can rest assured that they will never leak any information. This is the hush money...
"
The warrant officer glanced at the captain coldly, then waved to the Fool soldiers behind him and said, "A few people will take them in."
"Yes." The soldier behind him nodded and led the group of sailors towards the depths of the island.
Seeing the appearance of the warrant officer, the captain also knew that he had to pay for the hush money. He cursed in his heart, put on a flattering smile on his plump face and said: "Since there is no problem, I will go back to the ship. I am
The old bones can’t bear the torture anymore.”
With that said, he was about to take Baicao to the ship, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by the warrant officer.
"Wait a minute." The warrant officer stopped the captain and said with a stern expression on his face: "When the goods are on board, you will naturally be allowed to recuperate on the ship, but now, you can't go back."
After that, Fool and the other soldiers aimed their muskets at the captain and Baicao.
Baicao reacted quickly and blocked the captain.
Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, the captain's face showed a trace of panic, but he quickly calmed down and said with a gloomy face: "What do you mean?"
"Literally!" the Warrant Officer said coldly: "If you don't want to be shot, just stay here and don't go anywhere!"
Although the captain was angry, he had nothing to do. After all, he was making a deal with the devil and had to obey their arrangements, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
But Baicao was different. Being in a dangerous place, he didn't have any panic, but looked relaxed and at ease. He looked at the direction where the sailor disappeared, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.