When it got daylight, two uninvited guests came to the beach.
At that time, Duan Zimu and others had just set up the tent and were planning to make some preparations for the next breakfast. When the five of them gathered together to discuss work, they suddenly saw two more figures in the field of vision.
"Oh no, why is it her again?!"
A frogman saw one of them clearly and lost control of his voice on the spot.
The other four people all looked in that direction.
Mo Shangjun and Mucheng were seen swaggering on the beach holding a simple harpoon.
Noticing their gaze, Mo Shangyun waved his hand in this direction as if on purpose.
"Morning."
Mo Shangjun greeted this side lazily.
The posture was like two families living on an island, greeting each other when they went out, calm and natural, not pretentious at all.
"..."
The five people present suddenly suspected that the fierce battle last night was a dream.
"Zimu?"
Peng Yuqiu winked at Duan Zi, hinting whether he should do something.
"Although I really want to strike up a conversation with her," Duan Zimu shrugged and made a twist as expected, "but I don't think now is a good time."
Peng Yuqiu: "..."
Well, even Duan Zimu didn't dare to openly argue with Mo Yun.
Turning his head and looking at the calm Mo Shangjun and the triumphant Mu Cheng, Peng Yuqiu twitched the corner of his mouth and secretly thought to himself, it would be great if Master Yan was in their group.
However, after realizing that the possibility was close to negative, Peng Yuqiu patted the back of his hand to wake himself up a little.
"Let's allocate work."
Duan Zimu said, drawing their attention back.
After all, it was Mo Shangjun and Mucheng who caught the fish themselves. If they think about it on the bright side, there is no loss on their side... at most, they are just a little uncomfortable.
However, Duan Zimu didn't think it was a problem for other people.
Duan Zimu reassigned tasks to them according to the previous plan.
They didn't do much offensive operations during the day, so they had most of the time to rest, and the tasks were not too many. Duan Zimu and the other two frogmen were responsible for the three meals, the last frogman was responsible for doing some chores, and Duan Zimu was responsible for drawing.
Map - They visited many places last night, and Duan Zimu would draw a map of the island based on the places they visited.
Of course, mark the defender's traps as much as possible. The denser the traps, the more likely they are to hide.
Duan Zimu will conduct a comprehensive analysis, and tonight, they will not wander around aimlessly like last night, but will focus on raiding the few points he has guessed.
"that's all."
After Duan Zimu assigned the tasks, he casually said some concluding remarks.
"Are you really ignoring them?" A frog glanced absently in the direction of Mo Shangjun and Mu Cheng.
Grandma is a bitch, isn’t this too unscrupulous?
In their battles on land and sea, there has always been a tense atmosphere. Usually, they are directly involved in the confrontation. How could there be such a scene of leisurely leisurely life as if on vacation?!
It’s incredible to think about it.
"No matter," Duan Zimu nodded, and then said, "You still have a mission, which is to try not to let them take away the food."
"Are we this bad at face-to-face confrontation?"
"You can refer to yesterday's lesson." Duan Zimu ruthlessly poured cold water on him.
"..."
Everyone fell silent immediately.
Under the stimulation of Duan Zimu's cold water, the three frogmen tacitly decided not to find fault with Mo Shangjun and Mu Cheng.
However, the scene was really exciting. They originally planned to be Buddhist frogmen, but they were a little hurt by the fish that Mo Shangjun and Mu Cheng kept landing on the beach.
"How did they get so many fish? Is there a bug?"
"Damn it, I struggled for half an hour just to catch a fish. I was so exhausted that I still thought I was lucky. But the result was good. I turned around and saw that they had more fish than I could count with my fingers. Isn't it too hard for people to survive?
"
"Don't mention it. The two armymen are better at catching fish than the fishermen. I really wonder if they put a bag of fish in the water. All they have to do is go get it."
…
Hearing the two frogmen discussing non-stop beside him, and feeling waves of negative energy coming continuously, Peng Yuqiu put down the harpoon in his hand and sighed heavily.
He wiped his face, picked up the harpoon, and walked straight towards Mo Shangjun and Mu Cheng.
In more than half an hour, they had caught three days' worth of fish, and a pile of fish was placed on the beach to attract attention.
Mo Shangjun sat on the beach and watched the sea, while Mu Cheng worked hard and handled the fish with a dagger.
"Hello."
Seeing Peng Yuqiu coming, Mu Cheng greeted him, his face that usually looked easy to bully now became extremely needy.
"You have gained a lot."
Peng Yuqiu glanced at the pile of fish beside him and said sourly.
"It's necessary!" Mucheng said matter-of-factly, "There's nothing you can't do if you follow me, Sister Mo."
After saying that, Mu Cheng flattered Mo Shangyun and asked, "Really? Sister Mo!"
Mo Shangyun returned his look.
After approaching, Peng Yuqiu stuck the harpoon on the beach, rested his elbow on it, and then looked at the two people.
After a while, Peng Yuqiu threatened unwillingly: "I tell you two, are you really not afraid that we will take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack?"
"We, Sister Mo, said that as long as you dare to break in, we will make sure you never come back!"
As he spoke, Mucheng waved the knife in his hand, then swung it downwards and chopped off the fish head.
Peng Yuqiu looked at the confident Mucheng and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Damn, he has finally learned a lot.
What is "fox fakes tiger's power"?!
As Mucheng is now, he vividly portrays these four words!
It's almost impossible to control the urge to beat him!
Usually everyone likes to "bully" Mu Cheng, probably because they have seen through Mu Cheng's character that deserves a beating.
However, Mo Shangjun was still embellishing it, "We have more here anyway. If you want, just take two."
"We don't want it!"
Taking a deep breath, Peng Yuqiu showed his strength.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him speechlessly.
Just as he was about to hit Peng Yuqiu again, Mo Shangjun suddenly heard Su Bei calling them on the channel, "Mo Shangjun, Mucheng."
Mo Shangjun and Mucheng looked at each other when they heard the sound.
Soon, they heard Su Bei say again: "It seems like someone is coming from the sea." (To be continued)