On the constantly surging sea, Wei Yan, who was covered in fuel, put his pants and belt through the handles on both sides of the thermal bucket and carried it behind his back. With this abundant buoyancy, he finally didn't have to worry about losing it.

Physical strength sank to the bottom of the sea.

What he had to do next was to find ways to survive the heavy rain and leave the cloud and rain area that was still filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

In the pouring rain, Wei Ran, who was drifting with the tide, first put on oily socks on his feet, and then took out two condoms from the first aid kit from the middle of the gas mask bag containing the basketball.

Put it on the socks on both feet.

This is naturally not waterproof, but it can achieve a similar thermal insulation effect as a wetsuit - even if it only makes your feet slightly warmer.

While he was using what he could find to improve the conditions bit by bit, two people with strange postures floated up from a distance.

Maybe it's a little late to say that they were born, but at least Wei Ran had never seen anyone floating upside down in the water.

This time, he didn't have to swim hard at all, and the waves pushed the two people closer.

The first person was dressed like a Teletubbie, with a thick quilt wrapped around his waist. However, perhaps because the quilt was wrapped too low, the center was too high and rolled over after entering the water.

At that time, this person acted like a motionless floating object on the sea with his head under the water and his calves below the knees exposed above the sea.

Looking at the other one, he was not wrapped in a quilt, but he also buried his face under the water, floating in an almost prone position, and one of his hands was still stuck on the other person's body.

In the gaps between the tethers of the quilt.

Without even asking, Wei Ran knew that these two unlucky guys were actually killed by the yellow B4 life jacket.

Especially the one at the back, the posture in which he was killed was also particularly standard.

The essential reason why you can still drown while wearing a lifejacket is the design flaw of this lifejacket. However, the manufacturer of the lifejacket attributed it to the wrong posture of falling into the water.

Well, yes, I drowned because I opened it the wrong way, and it has nothing to do with your manufacturer.

As for the sailor wrapped in a quilt, he was also killed by the life jacket because he had a premonition that he might not be able to open the life jacket in the correct way. Instead of gambling on technology, it is better to use a safer way -

— Diving while wrapped in a quilt.

After all, this fluffy quilt can provide far greater buoyancy than a life jacket, and it will not easily drown oneself - unless, like him, the quilt is wrapped too low to facilitate movement.

Wei Ran didn't care whether the drowning man using the life jacket wanted to save his companion who was wrapped in a quilt, or if he simply wanted to take off the other person's quilt and keep it for himself.

Anyway, both of them looked very cold, so they probably wouldn't be able to use these things. All he could do was help the other party adjust their posture when entering the water.

First, he groped around the body of the man who had the audacity to wear a life jacket. Wei Ran successfully took off the other party's water bottle, first aid kit and belt. He first emptied the water bottle and tightened it, and then strung it with the belt and the individual first aid kit and tied it diagonally.

The position of your own chest.

He continued to touch him and saw that there was nothing useful. He then took off the life jacket from the other person's neck, put it on the belt on his chest, and let the body sink slowly.

to the bottom of the sea.

After some adjustments, Wei Ran, whose chest and back were covered with floating objects, turned the other corpse over with difficulty, and then gradually wrapped the other body with a gas mask bag and straps containing a basketball.

With the neck under the water, while tightening the strap, let the opponent's submerged part rise to the surface with the help of the basketball and your own drag.

Look at the slightly whitish bullet hole on the opponent's chin, and then look at the opponent's right hand that still maintains the shooting posture. Wei Ran secretly sighed, and after some groping, he first took out two from the opponent's waist.

kettle, and then took off a still moving A11 watch from his wrist.

It was almost eleven o'clock... Wei Ran glanced at the time, and then used it to replace the watch with a broken dial on his wrist.

Wei Ran also took away the opponent's belt, then took out the gravity knife and cut the rope binding the quilt, took off the mask bag containing the basketball, and the body that lost its buoyancy also floated to the bottom of the sea.

It wasn't until the other party was engulfed by the waves that Wei Ran unscrewed the latest kettle he had obtained. To his surprise, it was filled with Coke. He didn't even wait for all the rich bubbles to come out, and he immediately put it to his mouth and drank it.

Take a bite from the boss.

After tightening the lid and putting the kettle on the belt of the same corpse, Wei Ran opened another kettle. This kettle was still filled with Coke, but only half of it was left.

Wei Ran turned around to look at the thermos bucket he was carrying behind him, and then looked up at the pouring rain. Wei Ran's inner frustration only grew.

Coke is available, hot cocoa is available, and water is available. If he had known that these things could be delivered to his door, why would he bother to steal them in the first place?

Cursing, Wei Ran put the other two empty water bottles on his chest and put them on this belt. Wei Ran tied them to his chest and carefully adjusted the position.

Next, he used the belt of the first corpse to replace the trousers that served as the straps of the thermal bucket. Then he took off the can filled with tobacco that had been tied with gauze under his arm, and put a layer on it first.

The condom, the mask bag containing the basketball, and even the individual first aid kit and life jacket found on the first corpse were all stuffed into his pants.

After all this work was done, he rested his hands on the self-made floating object, squinted his eyes and looked at the moving hands on his wrist, curled up his legs and gritted his teeth to fight against the next enemy - the water brought by sea water and rainfall.

Low temperature.

One hour, two hours, three hours, when the time came to around four o'clock in the afternoon, the heavy rain finally stopped without any warning.

When the setting sun dispersed the clouds and dyed the sea surface into a dazzling golden color, the rolling waves gradually subsided, and Wei Ran, who was already shivering from the cold, put away the British P44 kettle that was almost the same temperature as the water.

Before leaving the USS Johnston, he filled the kettle with boiling hot oil. This unintentional hand warmer helped him a lot. Without this warmth, he would probably freeze to death.

Already.

After flexing his cold and numb hands, Wei Ran looked around, only to find something flickering floating in the distance.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally swam slowly through the water against the setting sun.

Gradually, as the distance between him and the other party got closer, he was surprised to find that it was actually a person! It was a person wearing a swimming ring! In other words, it was a living person! It was a person who had been waving a reflective object.

living person!

"Hi--!"

Wei Ran shouted at the other party in a long voice, waving his sore hands vigorously.

I don't know if his target was too big or the thermos bucket he was carrying was too big. Just with a loud voice, the person opposite started shouting at him. Immediately afterwards, the person even raised his right hand.

Aim at the sky and pull the trigger!

"boom!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of gunfire, as if they heard the signal from the starting gun, the two parties swung their arms and stepped on their feet desperately, and swam towards each other hard.

Soon, as the distance got closer, Wei Ran also saw a man who was also wearing a fire-proof hood and a blue uniform on his upper body, but he also wore a gas mask on his face.

However, the end of the corrugated tube connected to the chin of the mask was not connected to the canister. Instead, it was just covered with a white sock, and was raised at least one meter above the head with a wooden stick that seemed to be a mop pole.

distance. However, the end of the wooden stick was actually tied with several condoms that were rounded and fluttering in the wind!

Compared with this exaggerated set of self-made underwater breathing equipment, the lifebuoy around his waist and the small mirror tied to the lifebuoy, as well as the 1911 pistol in the hard cowhide holster also hung diagonally from the belt on his chest, and the

The m1917 navy sailor's knife modified from a bayonet from World War I is nothing.

"Are you also on the Hall?" The man asked in a hoarse voice before Wei Ran could, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Hall? Are you from the Hall?"

Wei Ran asked in surprise, then he took out a bottle of Coke from the canvas cover under the water at his waist and handed it to the other party, "I have Coke here, take a few sips first."

"Thank you! Aren't you from the Hall? Which ship are you from?"

As he spoke, the man had taken off his gas mask, revealing a face that Wei Ran had seen several times in photos! This man turned out to be one of the two Indian soldiers he was looking for! Tatanka's father! But

He didn't expect that the opponent turned out to be from the destroyer Hall that also sank in this naval battle!

"On the USS Johnston, I'm Cook Watchman 3rd Class Victor."

After Wei Ran reported home, he noticed that the other party was carrying a US military pilot's survival kit that he was very familiar with on his back!

"Are you also a third-class cook?"

The Indian soldier who was drinking Coke looked at Wei Ran in surprise. When he came back to his senses, he said, "I didn't expect you to be from the chief's ship. My name is Hawks. I am also a third-class cook. I am from Huo.

Your number."

"I thought you were an air force pilot." Wei Ran pointedly pointed at the air force first aid kit the other party was carrying.

"I took this off the body of a pilot"

Hawks took another sip of Coke and explained angrily, "After I fell into the water, one of our fighter jets fell less than 20 meters away from me. When I swam over, the pilot had already climbed out.

, but his thigh had been punctured, and he died before I could take him to the life raft."

As he spoke, he patted the pistol on his chest, "This gun is also his relic. I promised him that I would help deliver it to his home."

After saying that, Hawks raised his chin towards Wei Yan, "Why did you move all the thermos barrels out of the kitchen?"

“If it weren’t for this insulated bucket, I would have died long ago.”

Wei Ran grinned and briefly described his experience. At the same time, he waved his hand to reject the kettle handed back by the other party. He patted the float he made and said, "I still have three kettles. You can keep that one."

Come on."

"Thanks"

Hawkes simply hung the kettle on the belt on his chest, and at Wei Ran's invitation, he put his hands on the almost rinsed floating object.

After meeting one of the people he was looking for in the vast ocean, Wei Ran relaxed a little and took the initiative to chat with him about his experiences in the battle that morning.

"The chief was martyred on the ship?"

Hawks was stunned and said with regret, "I am also an Indian. I had heard of the Johnston's Chief before setting off from Hawaii."

"Are you an Indian too?" Wei Ran said, pretending to be surprised, "I thought you were Asian like me."

“No difference”
To be continued...