Driven by the strong wind, continuous waves appeared in the calm lagoon. These waves washed the beach again and again, smoothing out the remaining footprints on it. At the same time, the owner of the footprints, along with the lifebuoy he had just grabbed, were swept away.

They were pushed back to the shore together.

Stopping his running pace, Wei Ran ignored the wounds on his feet that were scratched by the rocks and knelt down before Captain Evans to help check his wounds. Hawks, who ran first, also hurriedly shot him.

Vice Captain Sterling dragged him over.

After some inspection, Wei Ran easily found the location where Evans was shot. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh. The shot just hit him in the stomach. Given the current environment and existing medical conditions,

The only thing he could do was to give the other party an injection of morphine to relieve pain.

Shaking his head regretfully towards the panicked Hawkes, Wei Ran gently laid Captain Evans down on the beach, and then moved to Vice Captain Sterling's side.

His condition was not much better than the former. The bullet hit his back, the wound that kept overflowing blood, and the fine bubbles that kept pouring out with his breathing, so that Wei Ran subconsciously thought

I met squad leader Liang Yimin in Savage Mountain!

Sighing secretly, Wei Ran regretfully pushed the last morphine they had into the veins of Vice Captain Sterling.

"Hawkes..."

Sterling shouted softly with all his strength, and when Hawks subconsciously looked over, he stretched out his fingers tremblingly, drew a small star on the flat beach, and marked "N" representing true north next to it.

”.

Then, he drew a triangle with the little star as the vertex, and then drew a line to connect the five-pointed star and the base to draw a new triangle.

"Toward...north"

Sterling waved to Hawks to come closer to write, and while coughing up blood, he said intermittently, "North... east, 40 degrees, further... north, sextant... Polaris angle.

..The higher the angle, the more...just like what I...drawn,...go...you...go..."

As he spoke, Sterling used his best strength to gently push Sterling's head and push him to Captain Evans' side.

"Bury us with... and the moose..."

Evans put his hand on Sterling's shoulder, pointed to the sailor's whistle on his neck and said, "Help us, just blow the sailor's whistle for us, no need... no need to take us back, just, just

Let us fight and die together...with the Johnston."

After a short pause, Evans showed a sad smile, took a deep breath and finally said, "Also, I... I like the... flower in the camp, please help me put its flower... with

, and the seeds...bring back...bring..."

He looked at Captain Evans who lost his breath before he finished speaking, and then looked at Vice Captain Sterling who also stopped breathing, and the sand picture he still protected with his arms until his death.

Hawks silently pulled out the ax that was still embedded in Jiro's chest, and slashed at its face and neck like crazy!

Sighing again, Wei Ran silently took a few steps back, turned around and took out his camera bag, replaced the camera with a wide-angle lens and a cassette containing new film, and turned the ratchet to wind up the clockwork.

Finally putting away the camera bag, Wei Ran turned around and held up the camera, taking pictures of the two captains lying on the beach, the bloody sand map on the beach, Hawks swinging an ax with his back to him, and the body splattered with blood.

The corpse, and even the empty 1911 pistol in the corpse's hand, were all included in the viewfinder as much as possible.

Amidst the creaking sound of the shutter, Hawks gradually stopped his venting behavior and kicked the already unrecognizable Jiro over. He silently stretched out his fingers and dipped the ax blade covered in dripping blood.

Then he drew some lines of unknown meaning on his face.

"What are you going to do?" Wei Ran asked when he saw the other party carrying an ax and walking towards the camp on the north side of the island, immediately putting the camera into his backpack.

"You know what I'm going to do?" Hawks paused for a moment.

"I'll go with you," Wei Ran said, taking two quick steps to follow Hawks.

The distance was only a hundred meters, and as the distance got closer, the two of them also saw the bonfires flying wildly in the wind in the camp on the north side of the island, and even saw Akira leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Walking into the camp that was filled with the smell of shit and meat, Wei Ran immediately frowned and reached out to stop Hawks who had already raised his axe.

"What's wrong?" Hawks asked with a gloomy look.

"Wait first"

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he looked at the bones placed in the helmet that served as a cooking pot on the bonfire again.

Even though he had never studied at Hongqi Forest Farm, he had already discovered something was wrong. This small island surrounded by the ocean was too small, and there were no large terrestrial wild animals on the island.

On the other hand, it is impossible for seabirds flying in the sky or various fish in the water to grow the kind of bones that only land mammals have! In this case, those bones...

Glancing at Akira, who was wearing a leather flying hat and goggles, and with an umbrella cloth surrounding the lower half of his face, Wei Ran walked over, carefully lifted off the umbrella cloth around his body, and untied the opponent's chain.

He took off the belt of the flight suit, and then unbuttoned the upper body.

Without even seeing what was going on inside, he and Hawks smelled the strong smell of shit, and Akira also let out a weird giggle!

Pulling off the umbrella cloth from the opponent's face, Wei Ran frowned. They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, and all the teeth in Akira's mouth were gone!

After coming back to his senses, he immediately helped the other person take off his smelly one-piece flight suit. Immediately afterwards, he and Hawks saw a horrifying scene.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, Akira's injured right foot is gone from the knee down, and about ten centimeters above the knee, it is still tied tightly with a circle of parachute rope.

But the wound was just roughly burned!

Not only is it missing its right calf, but also the parts of its left and right hands from below the elbow! Likewise, the treatment of these two wounds is no different from that of its right leg!

In addition, Akira's flight suit was also tied to the tree trunk behind him with a lock. After missing half of his legs and two hands, he could not even unlock the lock behind him, even if he wanted to stand up.

, are simply impossible.

Even though he maintained a destined irreparable hatred with the other party, Wei Ran had to lament the tenacity of life. Even though he was almost eaten into a human stick, Akira was still alive at this time. Even when it saw Wei Ran and Huo

When I was crying, tears mixed with blood flowed from the corners of my eyes!

"vomit--!"

Hawkes, who clearly came to seek revenge, couldn't hold back after all, and started to vomit while holding on to a tree beside the camp.

Taking a step back, Wei Ran bent down and grabbed a handful of fine sand to rub the blood and dirt on his hands. Unexpectedly, there happened to be a complete fingernail hidden in this handful of fine sand.

With an expressionless face, Wei Ran let the sand in his hand be taken away by the wind. Wei Ran cleared his throat and said, "Hawkes, go back first. Send the two captains back and take the weapons bag back with you."

"He...vomit-!" Before Hawkes could finish speaking, he continued to retching involuntarily.

"Let him live"

Wei Ran showed a flat smile, "For Mr. Akira, living is a painful thing."

Hearing this, Hawks couldn't help but trembled, spit out the stain in his mouth, and was about to leave this hell-like camp.

"Etc., etc..."

Akira, who had no teeth, begged vaguely, "Help me...help me..."

"help you with what?"

Wei Ran squatted down only two meters away from the other party and looked at the other party and asked. At the same time, he was also very grateful to the metal book like a close big sister for giving him the request of "no killing" this time.

Just like what he just said to Hawks, for Akira at this time, living is a more painful thing.

"Kill me...kill me..."

Akira said vaguely, and Hawks, who was standing outside the camp, couldn't help snorting after hearing this request, and continued walking towards the south side of the island.

"I'm afraid not"

Wei Ran spread his hands, took out his camera from his bag and took a photo of the other person, while saying, "I can't kill people, it will dirty my hands."

Akira, who was naked and covered in feces and urine, struggled to get out of the dirty flight suit like a bug. Under the cold eyes of Wei Ran, facing the increasingly violent sea breeze, he moved little by little to the foot of a tree.

, using its only remaining foot, it pushed the fine sand under the tree down and down.

"Gold, I'll give you all the gold." Akira begged with tears in his eyes, "Medicine, give me a pill."

After taking another photo of the other party, Wei Ran put the camera in his bag and looked around, then picked up the greasy machete beside the campfire and walked over under Akira's horrified gaze.

Ignoring Akira's panic and moving to the side, while trying his best to protect his only good leg, Wei Ran dug into the sand and dug out a long lunch box.

Under Akira's eager gaze, Wei Ran threw the machete outside the camp and slowly opened the lid, revealing the small medicine bottles placed on the tray.

Glancing at Akira, who was looking at him eagerly, Wei Ran put the vials into his pocket, and then opened the tray, revealing the dollars, gold bars, gold rings, and gold rings at the bottom of the lunch box.

The map in the cellophane bag and the compass still protected by the condom.

"Where did these things come from?" Wei Ran asked, picking up a roll of dollars wrapped in a condom.

"that's me..."

"You'd better tell the truth," Wei Ran reminded the other party before he could finish his sentence, "This is related to whether you can get those medicines."

"They were robbed by Lubin." Akira answered vaguely, "We robbed the churches and temples there."

"Where is that golden statue?" Wei Ran pressed the lid of the lunch box and asked, "Where is she? She was also snatched?"

"Give me the medicine first," Akira said while swallowing, "Give me the medicine, and I'll..."

"Forget it, I'm not that curious."

Wei Ran said, putting the lunch box aside, ignoring Akira's struggle and pleading, stuffing him back into the one-piece flight suit, and helping him put on his belt and the umbrella cloth again.

"Enjoy the coming storm."

As Wei Ran spoke, he kindly helped the other party strengthen the umbrella cloth to keep out the rain, and added some firewood to the bonfire. He even took out the engineer shovel without concealing it, and under Akira's dull eyes, added some firewood to the bonfire.

A circle of sand was built around Akira to prevent wind and water. Then he left this sinful camp with the greasy machete, the lunch box he had just dug out, and the Japanese smoking set.

Facing the sea breeze coming from the shop, Wei Ran walked to the water's edge. Wei Ran squatted down and grabbed a handful of fine sand that could squeeze out the water. He carefully washed the machete and his own hands clean, then stood up and slowly walked towards the island.

The southernmost point.
To be continued...