As a qualified commentator, Su Bei reported the attacker's actions on the channel in detail.
"It took me an hour and I caught two fish and one shrimp. It looks like I plan to continue."
"I didn't find any dry firewood, so I played with flint and steel for more than half an hour, and finally got some smoke."
"Caught another fish, looks good."
…
"An hour and a half later, they finally lit the bonfire."
Su Bei seemed to be relieved for them.
Chen Shuhao, who was observing in another place, took a deep breath and resisted speaking.
They kept saying boring things that had nothing to do with their actions.
This made Chen Shuhao very impatient.
However, every time Su Bei spoke, there was someone in the channel talking to him.
Just like now, Mu Cheng said enthusiastically: "How about shooting a gun to celebrate for them?"
"Well," Su Bei paused, and then asked, "What do you think, team leader?"
"Okay." Ji Zhou responded quickly.
Chen Shu had a good meal. He was just about to ask who fired the gun and how he shot it. Through the telescope, he saw sand splashing at Peng Yuqiu's feet. Peng Yuqiu subconsciously bounced it to the side, and then said innocently.
Looking around.
Chen Shuhao's expression changed slightly.
"Can't you say something before shooting?" Chen Shuhao asked coldly.
"Who are you talking to?" Su Bei responded with a smile, "We don't have speakers, they can't hear us."
Chen Shu gritted his teeth angrily.
"How's it going? Did you hit it?" Mucheng asked curiously on the channel, and at the same time he also meant to relieve the embarrassment.
"I mean," Su Bei said lightly, "the target is your gay friend."
"Yu Qiu?! Hahahaha..."
Mu Cheng's gloating laughter came without any scruples.
Chen Shuhao took a deep breath and unconsciously grabbed a handful of soil on the ground with his fingers.
However, within the field of view of the telescope, Peng Yuqiu happened to see Peng Yuqiu raising his middle finger. Since he did not know the position of the sniper, he pointed directly, but the direction happened to be towards Chen Shuhao.
Chen Shu felt like his lungs were going to explode.
*
On the beach.
"They have already demonstrated, are we still going to continue?"
Seeing the frogman who had shot at Peng Yuqiu's feet earlier, he asked the others in confusion.
"They are the defenders and cannot take the initiative to attack." Duan Zimu sat by the campfire and said slowly, "There is no rush."
Peng Yuqiu walked over and put his arms around the frogman's shoulders, "It's okay. We can be resurrected indefinitely. In the end, all they waste is their bullets."
The frogman nodded stiffly, admitting that there was some truth in his words.
The other two frogmen who were collecting firewood looked at each other in confusion.
After a while, the two came together and whispered.
"If we do this, does it count as dereliction of duty?"
"Qi Xuan would be angry even if he saw this scene."
"It's really...a fateful fate."
"Let's take a look first and then talk about it. Anyway, it was the two of them who suggested it, and the team leader is also Duan Zimu."
"Even if we make cold shots from time to time, we can't stand it. And by choosing such an obvious place, doesn't this tell them that we are already planning to be a target?"
"Actually, I think it would be pretty cool if I could make them angry."
The two exchanged glances.
Finally, I made up my mind.
That’s it for now!
*
Noon, half past twelve.
On the beach, they finally started cooking like they were on vacation.
At the same time, a bonfire was also lit in the center of the island.
The smoke curled upwards and spread in the tree crowns. The white smoke was a little lighter, but it was still obvious.
"Damn, they lit the fire too!"
A frogman who had just planned to concentrate on grilling fish stared at the white smoke with his mouth open.
The other four people immediately looked in the direction.
The expressions are different.
Duan Zimu raised his hand and touched his nose to cover up the smile on his lips.
Such blatant ignition of fire, based on intuition, should be something only Mo Shangyun can do.
Although Subei is also possible, it is more likely that Subei will aim at them with guns.
"What do they eat?"
"Burn some hot water and soak some compressed biscuits? Finally, stir in the chocolate?"
"I should add some salt, it might taste better."
Seeing the rising smoke, the three frogmen couldn't help but complain.
"I think," Peng Yuqiu coughed, breaking their beautiful fantasy, "they might have gotten some game."
"And," Duan Zimu added unhurriedly from the side, "it is very likely that he will give us a copy later."
Three frogmen: "..."
?
so good?
After a while, a frogman suggested, "Why don't we go and make a surprise attack?"
"You can try." Peng Yuqiu gave him a meaningful look.
"Where are you two?" another frogman asked curiously.
Duan Zimu said: "I grill fish."
Peng Yuqiu said: "I collect firewood."
have to!
Look at these two people looking so carefree, they are definitely on vacation!
The three of them looked at each other, and after a short period of deep silent communication, they finally decided to get up and go check out the situation first.
However, behind the ambitious figures of the three of them were the sympathetic eyes of Peng Yuqiu and Duan Zimu.
*
In the jungle, by the campfire.
Mo Shangyun placed the processed rabbit and snake on the fire, and then sat down on the stone next to it.
At this time, Chen Shuhao's voice came from the channel, "Three people touched it."
Mo Shangjun remained motionless and showed no intention of answering.
Mu Cheng, who was standing opposite, winked at Mo Shangyun and wanted to ask her what to do, but he heard Ji Zhou say: "I'll solve it."
This location was chosen by Ji Zhou, and the bonfire was lit by Ji Zhou. As for the nearby terrain, Ji Zhou was naturally familiar with it.
"Mr. Ji, it's up to you!"
Mu Cheng gave Ji Zhou a look full of hope.
However, Ji Zhou didn't even look at him and left directly.
Mu Cheng sat down awkwardly.
He picked up a piece of grass and put it into his mouth, "Why do I feel no sense of urgency at all?"
"It'll be there after dark."
Mo Shangjun answered unhurriedly and used his saber to make a sharp mark on the hare so that it could be tasted later.
"You mean, they only really take action after dark?" Mu Cheng was speechless.
"Um."
Mo Shangjun responded lightly.
Mu Cheng touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Then we will waste our time here now?"
Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids and said, "You can set more traps."
"and you……"
Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun was the first to say: "I wasted my time."
"..."
Mu Cheng helped the amount.
After much hesitation, Mu Cheng made the painful decision to waste his time with Mo Shangyun.
In fact, Mo Shangyun really just came here to play, and showed no sign of caring about the confrontation from beginning to end. Even when Ji Zhou went to deal with the three frogmen, he didn't show any urgency or worry.
I mean, after taking care of the hare, I took out a pamphlet from my pocket. Except for occasionally looking at the fire, I basically spent the rest of the time staring at the pamphlet.
Mu Cheng watched for a while, wondering what she was looking at. Finally, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and walked around the bonfire to Mo Shangyun. When he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a bunch of ghostly symbols... No,
To be precise, it's words.
It is all handwritten, and there are Chinese annotations next to the words, and occasionally there is an example sentence.
Mo Shangjun watched very intently.
Such concentration is something she has never shown in her actions.
Mu Cheng squatted next to him, and unknowingly he started to start a fight, either adding firewood first, or turning over the noodles first, in short, he told Mo Shangyun not to be distracted.
However, when the roast rabbit was about to be cooked, they heard Ji Zhou's voice——
"solved."
Mo Shangjun finally looked away from the pamphlet.
However, Mu Cheng quickly praised Ji Zhou in the channel, using various words of praise without repetition. He spoke for three minutes, and was finally interrupted by Ji Zhou.
"How was lunch?" Su Bei asked in the channel, his tone was very relaxed, and he didn't seem to be annoyed by Mu Cheng's nagging.
"immediately."
Mo Shangjun finally said something in the channel.
Su Bei curled his lips and said, "Wait."
After taking the pamphlet back, Mo Shangyun planned to add the last bit of salt, but this bit of work was snatched away by Mu Cheng.
Mo Shangyun paused for a moment. He originally wanted to question Mucheng's skill in controlling salt, but he thought that Mucheng claimed to be "a good man who can go to the kitchen in the hall", so he put this aside with a try.
The job was given to him.
Perhaps suddenly having nothing to do, Mo Shangyun stood up from the stone and then patted the dust on his clothes.
"Is their lunch ready?"
After looking around, Mo Shangyun asked casually.
Soon, Su Bei replied: "Almost."
Mo Shangjun raised his hand to straighten the brim of his hat, and said in a very casual tone: "Then I'll go over and have a good time."
Hearing the sound, Mucheng slipped and almost fell into the charcoal fire.