Full stop.

But the memories recorded in this waterproof notepad do not end, because starting from the next page, almost every page is fixed with two plastic-wrapped photos. On the pages below these photos, there is also a brief record of the photos taken.

time and place.

"The warrior's photo album and the Wendigo's photo album record two completely different stories even though they are from the same era or even the same person..."

While Wei Ran was muttering to himself, he also subconsciously thought of the wall covered with photos in Shota's Izakaya, and the ugly shrine where incense was always offered.

At this moment, there was also a flash of burning heat coming from the tiger's mouth of his left hand. Recovering from this slight strangeness, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, but he took out the food box first and took out the food box.

The waterproof notepad was sent in along with the cans used to preserve it.

After putting away the food box, he picked up the long lunch box and weighed it. However, Wei Ran did not open it. Instead, he wrapped it and the glass bottle containing maple syrup in a rubber anchor bag and buried it back.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Finally, he restored the cemetery and camp to their original state and cleaned up his footprints. After thinking for a moment, he walked towards the camp on the north side of the island.

Perhaps it was because the wind moved the burial depth not deep enough, or perhaps it was just because of the help of the tree that fixed the one-piece flight suit, and Weiyan easily buried it less than half a meter deep.

Under the fine sand, a pile of metal locks from the flight suit were found, as well as a skeleton still wearing the remains of a flying cap and goggles, plus some identifiable broken human bone fragments.

In addition to these, what made him even more unexpected was that when he dug out a complete pelvis and a leg bone with a shovel, he accidentally discovered that there was another lunch box buried under these bones!

It turns out to be hidden here!

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and dug out the Japanese school officer's lunch box that still had shit-green paint on it.

Gently open the lid of the box. After such a long time, the towel used to wrap the statue inside has long decayed, but the statue of the woman in ancient costume is still golden and has not changed at all.

"Come on, we are destined. I guess you have had enough of being buried in such a horrible place. I will take you back and find a good home for you."

Wei Ran muttered something as if he was nervous, took out the food box again, and gently put the golden statue that he had almost forgotten about into it.

The place was also restored to its original state, and the remaining human bones were additionally buried. Wei Ran slowly returned to the southern end of the island, found a shade tree 20 meters away from the original camp, took out his latest sailor bag, and selected

I tied a hammock to two trees, and then tied a white umbrella cloth canopy for sunshade.

Taking out the British army kettle and the annoying oil drum from the metal book, Wei Ran poured himself a large cup of hot cocoa from the USS Johnston in 1944, and lay comfortably on the hammock floating in the wind, sipping

Take a sip of the fragrant and sweet cocoa, and look at the coconuts floating in the lagoon in the distance.

After a long time, he sighed with contentment, drank the remaining cocoa in the cup, sat up and poured a full cup again, and then slowly poured it on the fine and soft white sand.

"Sorry, this cup of cocoa is too late." Wei Ran muttered to himself while looking in the direction of the cemetery, then lay down on the hammock again and took out the metal book.

Turn it to the last page. At this time, there is a blue vortex that is slowly rotating in the opposite direction. Under this vortex, there is also a similar sentence that Wei Ran once heard from Hawks himself:

"I often think of what happened on this island. In those good dreams, I remember fishing with you, building camps together, collecting food together, and talking about women together.

My friends, I believe and always will.

This long and narrow island is our unsinkable destroyer USS Johnston.

We are here to fight side by side, we are here to share food together, and we are here to withstand the wind, rain and wendigo together.

Finally, dear sailor, welcome aboard our USS Johnston again,"

"Very honored"

Wei Ran murmured with a smile, gently stroked the writing that seemed to have warmth, and quietly put away the metal book. Then, a gas mask bag issued by the U.S. Navy during World War II appeared in his hand.

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Opening this square, pale white canvas satchel, Wei Ran couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile on his face.

Compared with the original version, this bag has many more compartments inside, and the items in each compartment are particularly memorable.

Captain Evans' MK43 telescope, Vice Captain Sterling's silver sailor's whistle, the fishing gear bag that Hawks often wears and the green work gloves he wears when working, and even the original Sailor Moose

An American lunch box that is used as a bulletproof insert and is stuffed into a bulletproof vest.

In addition to these things, he also found the American toad mirror he had "picked up" from the destroyer Johnston and the razor in the metal box. As well as a maple leaf-shaped glass bottle, the bottle contained

, it was exactly the maple syrup that Hawks promised to give him as a gift.

Continuing to feel around in the bag, he also found a can that was not too big. Naturally, the can did not contain Halsey, the pet hermit crab that Hawks had briefly owned, but it was filled with a few tiny cans.

Round and plump jasmine seeds.

In addition to these, there is an additional small bag that acts as a shoulder pad fixed on the canvas strap of this bag. In this long small bag,

What was installed was an uninflated lifebuoy.
Chapter completed!