Three people line up in a row, with one face facing the other person's butt, slowly moving forward little by little. If you fart now, the expressions of the people behind will definitely be very exciting!
As Lao Zhao moved, he looked at the email sending status, which was less than 1% so far. John spread his hands and touched the walls on both sides, trying to make sure that his body would not be stuck in the wall, and the final
Yu Yang was the most relaxed, putting his head on the wall of the vent from time to time and stopping for a moment to hear the movement outside.
At the exit of the island, a group of people in white coats were gathering together nervously. They looked at each other and turned to look at the research institute behind them: "Where did they come from? How could anyone find them on the island? Could it be?
Is the government going to kill us all?"
This paradise island has existed for decades without any problems, but now four fully armed combatants suddenly appear. If they are just unexpected people who came to the island, it always feels a bit strange.
And no record of them logging in was found.
It's more like they have known about the existence of the island for a long time and came here specifically for the research. The only one who knows about the existence of this island and doesn't want it to exist is the US government!
The real person in charge of the research, an old man who looked to be in his sixties, was leaning on a cane and being supported by O'Neill. He looked at the research institute behind him: "Hey, after studying yellow people for so long, I
I remember there is a saying in the country that is the biggest threat in the East: when all the cunning rabbits die, the hunting dogs will be killed, the flying birds will be shot down, and the bows and arrows will be hidden so that they will no longer be used. I
I think we should be too! They may know that we have researched something new and are going to send people to take it away. As for our life and death, they don’t care anymore!”
"Camor, do you mean that we are facing the US government now? Damn it, I know that such an important research institute has so many people to look after it. There must be a problem. There must be a problem. What should we do?
?Escape? Mr. Camor! I will take you to escape from this island!"
Kamor shook his head: "Escape, there is no place to escape. When this island was built, safety issues were considered. In order to prevent leaks, the entire island is closed, except for those who come to deliver supplies once every half a month."
Ship, there is no way for us to get out of here!"
O'Neill was a little panicked. He was not born strong... His eyes quickly moved: "Mr. Kammer, you said that you have made a major research breakthrough. We can use this thing to blackmail the government and give us a way out..."
Kamor shook his head: "Impossible. The data of our laboratory's research materials and a local database are automatically sent to each day's research records. The government is also worried that we will use the data to threaten them, so our computers
Some data will be automatically transmitted back through communication satellites!"
After Kamor finished speaking, he spread his hands helplessly, glanced at the research institute, broke away from O'Neill's support, and slowly walked towards the research institute: "You guys should find a way to escape, I have been in this research institute all my life.
, I think even if I die, I will die in this research institute!"
O'Neill glanced at Camor, then at the rest of the people, and shook his head. This stubborn old man would never change a decision once he made it, and no amount of persuasion would be of any use.
The sky slowly darkened. A group of people from the research institute were standing on the beach waiting for the arrival of the ship. O'Neill was commanding from the side: "If the government is really going to kill us all as Kamer said, we are the only one."
The only way out is to seize the ship carrying goods tonight!"
"The people who attacked us were imprisoned in the research institute. Someone will definitely come to pick them up at night. We only need to seize the boat they are on, and then I will lead people to seize the freighter.
We can leave!"
O'Neill's battle plan is very simple. It is to use the only ship that comes tonight. It is also the only way to escape. A group of people around him nodded in unison. O'Neill glanced at them. Who among these people can really
There are only fifteen people fighting, and the rest are a group of weak researchers. It is very difficult not to hold back.
"O'Neill, what if the guess is wrong, what if that group of people just entered our island by mistake!"
Carloman asked in a low voice with luck, and O'Neill grabbed his collar: "Enter by mistake? This place is nearly a thousand nautical miles away from the nearest continent, and it is no longer on the waterway. Who would come here fully armed?
This island? Wilderness survival training? And this island doesn’t exist on the map or on the satellite. There is no route, so you can’t find this island at all!”
"Do you think they may have entered by mistake? Their equipment is obviously that used by special forces. Their target is obviously us!"
"That's not necessarily because the US government is targeting us. Wouldn't it be better if we want to kill us and cut off our supplies? Or, wouldn't it be better if we just randomly fire a few missiles in the name of exercises? Why do we have to send people here to kill us?
What's the point of doing this?"
Carloman still doesn't want to believe that the government is here to kill him. After all, after working for the government for so many years, he still has a little illusion in his heart.
"Don't be naive, there is no water or food, but we also have food and water here. What if we survive like Robinson Crusoe? As for using missiles to hit us, what if we can't kill you? And hitting this sea area will make people feel uncomfortable.
It’s very strange, the safest way is to send people over to kill us all, and then kill them, so no one will know what happened here!”
Carloman reluctantly accepted this statement in his heart, but he was still a little unwilling: "O'Neill, since you said that the government will also kill those people, why can't we have a good talk with them, and
They tell them that if we die, they will not survive. In this case, we can cooperate!"
O'Neill looked at this guy who was doing experiments and had become confused: "If you were that group of people, would you believe what we say? They will only regard our words as our imagination to survive, and they will eventually kill us.
, and who knows what conditions the government has reached with them!"
ps: Are you still afraid of heavy rain? Afraid of...
It rained yesterday and then I caught a cold... I am as diligent as I am! 8)
