When the heavy raindrops crackled down in the strong wind, he also walked into their camp. However, in less than half an hour, in the camp that was once filled with laughter and hope of escape, only

There was Hawkes sitting in a daze by the campfire, and the bodies of the two captains lying on the bed or in the hammock.

Looking at the hammock stained red by Sterling's blood, and then at the Indian pipe ax still covered in blood next to Captain Evans, Wei Ran didn't know what to say at all, so he could only

Sitting silently on his simple wooden bed, he stared blankly at the increasing rain outside and the waves stirred up by the strong wind.

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"What are you going to do?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"Bury them"

While Hawks was talking, he had already found the copper sheet that he had made with his own hands from cannon shells. Then he put on his tattered gloves and left the camp. Next to the Sailor Moose, he braved the wind and rain to dig a grave alone.

pit.

"What are you going to do next?" Wei Ran asked while helping.

"Bury them first," Hawks paused and continued, "then store enough food, repair our ship, and leave here."

"Can you use the sextant made by Sterling?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.

"Won't"

Hawks shook his head, "But it doesn't matter. I just need to keep going 40 degrees north by east. Although I don't know how to use a sextant, I can at least use a sail and a compass. That's enough."

.”

"I will help you," Wei Ran said seriously, "just like now."

"Thanks"

Hawks muttered something to himself, and Wei Ran sighed. In this time and space, Hawks at least still has his company, but in that time and space without him, he simply cannot imagine that this

How did an 18-year-old Indian soldier survive loneliness?

"I just found this in Akira's camp." Wei Ran promptly handed the lunch box and even the Japanese smoking set he brought back to him.

Temporarily stopping his work of digging the grave, Hawks casually opened the lid of the lunch box, then opened the empty tray. He glanced at the yellow and white objects and the map compass in the lunch box and closed the lid again.

Throwing it aside, "Except for that map, the rest of the things are probably the most useless."

"Hawkes"

"What's wrong?"

"To survive"

Wei Ran said while digging the grave with his bare hands, "I also promised you that when we return to Hawaii, I will take you to a striptease bar to see the white girls. The money and gold are enough for you to see a hundred white girls.

There is no problem with Naiko. So in order to..."

"In order to see the beauty of the white girl, I have to live."

Hawks once again said what he had just said when he met Wei Ran at sea, but this time, there was no ridicule in his tone, only sadness.

In the increasingly violent wind and rain, the two gradually dug a grave that was wide and deep enough.

Without resting at all and without consulting with Wei Ran, Hawks left the camp alone in the rain and dragged back the life raft hidden behind the rocks in the distance.

"Victor, I plan to..."

"Do what you want to do." Wei Ran nodded before the other party finished speaking, "I will support you in whatever you do."

Hawks was startled, then reached out to open the vent of the life raft. Then he picked up the machete brought back by the sanitary gen and made four cuts on the original "O" shaped life raft, turning it into two "I"s.

"-shaped and two "("-shaped rubber tubes, as well as a load-bearing net full of holes.

After removing the coconut that was originally used to block the damage, Hawkes carefully sewed the damage with fishing line and fish hooks, and then tied one end with paracord, like a body bag, and carefully put it on

On Sterling.

The other end was tied up with a parachute rope, and the two men first sent Sloat into the grave. Then they followed the same method, wrapping Captain Evans' body in a waterproof buoyancy bag and sending him into the grave.

This was not over yet, Hawkes cut off the anchor bag where Akira and the two had hidden their things, and removed Captain Evans's diary, the simple sextant made by Sterling, and even the two of them who had just desperately picked up

All the weapons that came back were put in, and after being carefully wrapped, they were placed between the two corpses.

In the roaring wind and rain, the fine white sand gradually buried the two bodies, and eventually they were no longer distinguishable from the surrounding sand.

"Du——! Du——!"

Hawkes stood on the edge of the filled grave, tried his best, and blew the sailor's whistle in his hand again and again. In the low whistle, Wei Ran once again raised the camera, doing what he is doing now

The only thing that can be done is to record this unknown history and pain.

"Click!" With the crisp sound of the shutter, Wei Ran's field of vision was completely filled with white light.

Is it finally over... While Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

But soon, before his eyesight could recover, he felt the scorching temperature and dazzling sunlight, and even his body was slowly shaking.

Wei Ran twitched his nose and smelled the familiar and disgusting smell of sea. Wei Ran blinked hard and finally saw the surrounding situation clearly.

At this time, he was sitting in the dark blue traffic boat. On both sides of the hull of the traffic boat, close to the side of the boat, there was a long cylindrical floating bag wrapped in white umbrella cloth firmly fixed.

In the center of the hull, there is also an insulated bucket also wrapped in umbrella cloth, and a relatively delicate jib. Unfortunately, perhaps because there is no wind, the jib is loose.

It failed to generate any motivation at all.

Just like the bow of the ship, a shed was built with wooden sticks and umbrella cloth across the stern of the boat to protect it from the sun and rain. The top of the shed was even tightly wrapped with the load-bearing net of the original life raft.

At this time, Hawkes was leaning against the thermos bucket with his back to him, carefully tearing off the fibers from a piece of dry coconut shell, kneading it into a ball and stuffing it into the Japanese-style smoking pot.

, and then he took out a lighter from the Japanese-style smoking bag, and used a brown flame to light the fake tobacco in the pot.

Ignoring Hawks who was choking on the fake tobacco and coughing repeatedly, Wei Ran glanced at the more than twenty shelled coconuts piled in the stern cabin, and finally focused on himself and behind him.

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The only difference is that on his ten fingers, he wears a total of three gold rings with ordinary shapes.

Look at the cabin at the bow of the ship behind you. There are a row of eight American-style kettles tied with ropes, as well as a lifebuoy and underwater breathing equipment modified with a gas mask, plus a canvas bag filled with dried smoked fish.

But apart from what he could see, he found nothing else, especially the canvas sailing bag, the pipe axe, and the sailor's whistle that were seen later.

After pondering for a while, Wei Ran took out the camera bag under the cover of the thermal bucket between the two of them. He took out the camera from inside and checked it. Then he took out the British army kettle and the three unreliable oil drums.

.

However, what made him want to scold his mother was that the British army kettle was light and empty, but the three oil drums were frighteningly heavy, especially the oil drum whose mouth was stained with some odor even unexpectedly.

It was so hot that he shivered!

"What's wrong, Victor?" Hawks, who had his back to Wei Ran, raised the incense in his hand, "Would you like a coconut-flavored pipe?"

"nothing"

Wanting to eat people, Wei Ran quickly put away the oil drum and kettle, "Forget the pipe, I will choke to death."

"We've been at sea for a week"

Hawks glanced at the notches on the side of the boat, carefully took a sip of the fake cigarette, changed the subject, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I don't know how far we are from the main island of Palau."

"I don't know how far it is," Wei Ran reminded kindly, "but if you continue to smoke this kind of fake tobacco, you will become mute sooner or later."

“It’s good to have some smoke.”

Hawkes took another puff on his pipe and said with some frustration, "It's impossible for us to return to Helen Island now. I don't even know where we are now."

Hearing this, Wei Ran subconsciously stood up and looked around, but then his heart skipped a beat. He slapped the thermos bucket between the two of them with one hand, and pointed at the sea in the distance with the other hand and shouted, "Huo

Hawks! Hawks! Boat! There’s a boat over there! And the island!”

Hearing this, Hawks stood up suddenly and looked in the direction of Wei Ran's finger. Sure enough, on the sea in the distance, there was really a small boat that could barely be seen clearly! And in the distance, the boat

Not too far away, there is a green island!

After looking at each other at Wei Ran, Hawkes immediately opened the cloth bag hanging on his chest, shiveringly took out a simple signal transmitter and handed it to Wei Ran, and then took out a signal bomb.

He tore off the wax seal and handed it to Wei Ran.

Before he could fire the flare, Hawkes had already pulled out his pistol, pointed it above his head and pulled the trigger repeatedly!

Amidst the banging gunfire, Wei Ran finally stuffed the flare into the launcher, picked up the firing pin at the tail and aimed it at the top of his head.

"Bang! Phew——!"

Along with a blast, a red flare flew into the sky.

"One more!"

Hawks said as he took out a few more flares from the bag on his chest and handed them to Wei Ran. At the same time, he also took Wei Ran and handed him the telescope.

"Bang! Phew——!"

Another flare flew into the cloudless sky, and Hawks immediately shouted excitedly, "They noticed! Their ship turned towards us!"

As he spoke, Hawkes picked up the sailor's whistle hanging around his neck, brought it to his mouth and blew a long whistle.

"beep--!"
Chapter completed!