"Is he really dead?" Claude sat leaning against the side of the boat, his body wet. He and Vericro were both splashed by the Niros crocodile when it fell into the water. However, he couldn't care about such trivial matters at this moment.
He was placing the matchlock gun horizontally in front of him and filling the barrel with the granular standard No. 3 gunpowder. Sitting was not as convenient as standing, but now his left ankle was swollen like freshly baked bread and it hurt.
Can't stand up...
"It's really dead, otherwise it would have pounced on me and bit me when I fell into the water. I saw its belly was exposed and it was motionless under the water. It must be dead..." The person who answered was that it had just climbed onto the boat.
Bokoal looked like a drowned rat, dripping water constantly. However, he calmed down after the crocodile died, and he returned to normal and lively.
Verricro took the broken bamboo pole of the pole and poked the motionless crocodile under the water. After poking it several times, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's already dead. It all depends on Claude, your shot was accurate."
, hit it in the vital part of the head and killed it with one shot. Otherwise we would be in real trouble. Maybe all four of us would not be able to escape and would be torn into pieces..."
Claude finally loaded the gun and gunpowder, but the matchlock on the gun was all wet and could no longer be used. Claude couldn't get up, so he had to shout: "Vero, bring my backpack, I'll change it first."
Match rope."
Bock Archie said: "Why do you still need the match rope now? Hasn't the crocodile been killed?"
Verricro came over and pushed Bockar rudely: "Go away, don't get in the way, Claude is thinking carefully, just in case. After all, we are still here, no one knows
Will there be a second crocodile? Also, where is your gun? You can’t help me at the critical moment and you’re just causing trouble!”
Bok'ar was blushing as he was reprimanded by Viricero. He also knew how bad his performance was when the crocodile attacked just now. Viricro said that he was causing trouble, which is a good comment. In fact, he was making fun of everyone.
The hind legs not only collapsed on the deck in fear, but also lost their matchlocks and started shouting...
"Huh? Why is my gun missing..." I looked around for Bock'ar but couldn't see where his matchlock gun was. It was strange. The cabin was so big, how could I not find the matchlock gun?
Claude pointed to the lake next to him: "Stop yelling. It seems that when you rolled into the water, you took the matchlock down with you. Look at the bottom of the water."
Verricro brought the backpack to Claude, helped him take out the match rope, wrapped it around the gun, and clamped it with a match rope clip. After lighting it, both of them breathed a sigh of relief. If there would be another surprise, it would be in Claude's hands.
Now that the matchlock gun is there, I finally have the power to protect myself.
"What's wrong with your feet?" Vericro looked at Claude's red and swollen ankle and helped him gently take off his left shoe. No matter how careful he was, Claude was still throbbing in pain.
gas.
"It was twisted when I was shooting." Claude forced a smile and said, "It's okay. You go check on Ike first. His face is covered with blood. I don't know if he was seriously injured. I remember we came out this time.
I also brought two bottles of healing potions, go find them and treat him."
Erikson had already climbed up and was walking towards the damaged starboard side with his face covered. The blood on his face was still dripping, and he looked very serious.
And Bock'ar was taking off his soaked clothes, revealing his fat body, and it looked like he was preparing to go into the water to retrieve his matchlock gun...
Viricero was very annoyed: "Boa, don't go into the water yet! Go and see where Ike is injured, and I'll find a healing potion."
In fact, Erikson only suffered a big cut on his left cheekbone by the handle of the steering wheel. Although he bled a lot, it was not a serious injury. It was just that he was shot to death by Claude and fell into the water on the crocodile, causing him to turn to the left.
When the tilted small fishing boat fell back into the water, it hit the bottom of the steering wheel again. Not only did a big bump hit the head, but the whole person was knocked dizzy...
Bockaar quickly helped Ericson sit on the cabin board, and got a wet linen towel to wipe his face. Viricero found a healing potion and poured some on his wound to stop it.
It's just that the healing potion is basically used to treat trauma. The wound on Erikson's face does not require oral administration. But Claude has a sprained ankle and does not need the healing potion. He has to go back to town to find the potion.
It can be cured only by bone setting and plastering.
"It's best to sew it up. The wound is a bit long. If you don't sew it up, there will be an ugly scar on your face in the future." Verricro said, looking at the wound on Erikson's face.
"Then, you can sew it up for me..." Ericson could only grit his teeth and act like a tough guy at this moment. If he waits until he returns to the town to find a pharmacist to sew up the wound, it will be too late. We can set sail from here immediately.
It will take about two hours to go back. Treatment medicine has been poured on the wound to stop the bleeding. If I don't suture it now, I will worry about the two sides of the wound not being able to close up again.
The tools are ready-made, including sewing needles and catgut, which are essential medical supplies in the field. They are packed in oil paper bags. It’s just that Viricero’s skills are not very good. He only took three stitches and the stitches were still crooked. Airy
Kesen bit a small wooden stick and gasped in pain.
Bockaar didn't dare to look, so he simply jumped into the water to retrieve his matchlock gun. After Viricero helped Erikson sew the stitches on the wound, apply healing medicine, and wrap his face with clean linen, Bockaar
He also picked up the gun and reboarded the boat.
After the catastrophe of the Niros crocodile, the four of them had no intention of staying in the reeds to hunt waterfowl anymore, and unanimously decided to sail back to the town immediately. The only problem now is that the dead Niros under the water
Do you want to pick up the crocodile and take it back?
"We can go back and call a boat to transport this Niros crocodile back." Viricero felt that the most important thing now was to return to town and send Claude to the pharmacy to treat his sprained left ankle without looking at it.
Are your ankles so swollen?
"Besides, the starboard side of Ike's boat has been damaged, and the deck is only a hand above the water. This Niros crocodile is about the same size as a small fishing boat. If it is moved onto the boat, the entire deck will definitely be pressed to the water.
If we go down, how can we go back..."
"No, if we don't get this Niros crocodile back now, it will take us half a day to get back here. Maybe we won't find the body of this crocodile when we get back. Besides, Ike's starboard side is so broken.
Even if we give him all the fish we caught this time, the selling price will not be enough to repair the fishing boat. Only by taking this crocodile back and selling it for a high price can we have money to repair the boat." Bockal insisted on taking this crocodile back and selling it for a high price.
Bring back the crocodile carcass.
"Wait a minute, don't forget that we still have a seine net and two blocking nets that have been confiscated. Madam Welin lent them to me for trial use. We can't leave these three nets here..." Erikson covered his head.
Say it with a straight face.
"Look, I'll take the net back. How can there be space for this Niros crocodile in our small fishing boat?" Virikro spread his hands towards Bockar.
Claude thought for a while and said: "Boa makes sense. If we don't take this Niros crocodile back, or lose the body of this crocodile, then we really won't have the money to pay after we go back."
After all, the repair cost of this small fishing boat can be used to replace the side of the boat without a second broken wave. But Vero was right. If all three nets were taken back, the boat would really not be able to fit them.
Head Nyros crocodile.
This is what I thought. How about we tie up the crocodile and drag it behind the boat? After the three nets are recovered, we can remove the driftwood tags from the three nets and tie them to the crocodile's body.
Up. I think so many driftwood tags tied to the crocodile are enough to hold up its body. This way we can pull a small boat behind it and don't have to worry about the body being too heavy and hanging down to slow down the speed of our fishing boat.
…”
Claude's suggestion immediately received strong approval from Bockaar and Erikson. Bockaar felt that Claude's brain was too good. This idea solved all the problems at once. No wonder he worked hard on his studies.
Their grades have improved so quickly, and now every time they take a test, the three scumbags copy Claude's answers.
Vericro looked at Claude worriedly: "Then your feet..."
Claude shook his head: "It's okay. It's just a sprain, not a break. There's no need to be so anxious. Bring me the healing potion and linen. I'll pour some on it myself, massage it, and bandage it. I'll take the potion when I get back.
Check out the store."
There was enough rope in the cabin, but Claude and Erikson were both injured and could not go into the water, so they had to let Vericro and Bockaar go into the water to tie up the Niros crocodile.
Don't look at it. Bok'ar kept saying that he would take the crocodile carcass back, but when he went to tie up the Niros crocodile in the water, he became afraid again and did not dare to get close to the carcass. He was so angry that Virikro scolded him and dived.
He went into the water and tied the mouth of the dead crocodile with a rope, and then Bockal swam over and tied the rope to its body...
When the two came back with the rope, Ericson also went over to help pull the crocodile carcass up from the water plants. The crocodile carcass did not seem heavy in the water, but the fishing boat sank a little, and the deck was only just above the water.
It's two to three centimeters high.
The small fishing boat slowly sailed out of the reeds and headed for the seine net. Before closing the seine net, Claude asked Boquear to go into the cabin and take out all the edible things and put them next to him. He is now sitting
The bow of the boat was holding a matchlock to guard the surroundings. However, the only food left was half a basket of blueberries and a small basket of apples, and the remaining half a barrel of rye. The other ingredients were all raw, so there was no need to consider burning them.
After eating, no one was in the mood to eat at this moment.
When I pulled up the seine net, there were only three larger lake fish, and the rest had palm-long white scales. There were more than a dozen of them. These fish were worthless, with less meat and more spines. No one bought them, and fishermen usually took them when they caught them.
Chop it into pieces and feed it to poultry. In fact, this fish is delicious when fried, but no one in this era is willing to use so much oil to fry it.
The two nets actually caught eighteen good lake fish, which should be worth the price of a riaso. After putting the fish into the live water tank, everyone was busy removing the driftwood flags on the nets. Virikro
He and Bockal went into the water again and tied all the driftwood markers to the crocodile carcass. Sure enough, the crocodile carcass stopped sinking, and the burden on the small fishing boat was greatly reduced.
It’s just that the deck of the small fishing boat was fully loaded with fishing nets, which pressed the fishing boat as flat as the water surface. The damage to the starboard side caused waves of water to surge onto the deck from time to time when the fishing boat was moving. Fortunately, the small fishing boat used
It is the plank of a seagoing ship and has good buoyancy, so there is no need to worry about the small fishing boat sinking.
By the time we finished packing everything and started driving back, it was already around 12 noon, and the four of us who had been busy until now felt a little hungry. There was no way, the cover of the cabin was pressed down by fishing nets, and there were also fishing nets on the deck.
There was no place to set up a stove to make a fire, so everyone had to nibble on an apple, eat a few blueberries, and drink a glass of rye to satisfy their stomachs.
It only took about two hours to go there, but when we returned, even if the wind was strong and the sails were fully hoisted, the speed of the small fishing boat still made people feel very slow. Claude fell asleep leaning on the bow of the boat again, and when he woke up he asked
, he slept for two hours, and the small fishing boat had been sailing for more than three hours, but the dock of Bailu Town finally appeared in the distance.