On the star-shrouded sea, two hermit crabs, ah no, two shipwrecked people are still paddling their arms tirelessly again and again, pushing their bodies forward slowly in the cold water towards an unknown destination.

"Stop! Victor!"

Hawkes, slightly panicked, shouted to his companion who was also connected to the float with a rope, and struggled hard at the same time.

"What's wrong?!" Wei Ran immediately shouted in response. His hand hidden under the water also held a Type 50 engineer shovel that should never appear in this era and this place. At the same time, he also looked at it with vigilance.

I looked around for fear of seeing the shark's triangular fin.

"Leg! My right leg is cramped!" Hawks grinned and explained, "It's not a shark!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately relaxed, quickly put away his engineering shovel and quickly swam to the opponent's side.

"Stretch your legs straight, straighten them hard, and lift the soles of your feet upward."

As Wei Ran said this, he hooked the opponent's right leg ankle with one foot, and at the same time gently stepped on the opponent's knee with the other foot and started to apply more force.

With his help, after almost two minutes, Hawkes breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said tremblingly, "Victor... Victor, I can't swim anymore.

Let's, let's give up, maybe the plane has sunk."

"Okay..." Wei Ran sighed secretly, "Let's take a rest first. Do you still have Coke?"

"Yes... and a little more." Hawkes took out the kettle that Wei Ran gave him as a meeting gift and shook it.

"Drink it first, and then I'll pour you some."

Wei Ran said, patting the thermos bucket he had been carrying behind him, "While the sea here is relatively calm, you can help me hold the thermos bucket while we get some cocoa out of it."

"good!"

After Hawks finished speaking, he drank up the remaining Coke in the kettle in one gulp, then tightened the lid of the kettle, took out the steel cup from the kettle cover and got ready.

After taking off the thermos bucket that he had been carrying all day long, Wei Ran deliberately touched his lower back as a cover-up and took out the flashlight from the metal book.

"Why did you bring so many good things?" Hawks exclaimed.

"They were all picked up from corpses I encountered in the sea. Once they're stable, I'm going to open the lid."

While Wei Ran explained indiscriminately, he also hung the fish dried on a wooden stick around the other person's neck along with his shoelaces.

When Hawks saw this, he quickly put the thermos bucket on his chest and grabbed the floating object next to him with his hands.

Carefully opening the lid of the thermos bucket, when the flashlight beam shone in, Wei Ran couldn't help but look at each other with Hawks.

There is indeed cocoa that has been cooled down, but it is only a thin layer. Looking at the capacity, I am afraid that each of them can only get half a pot at most.

It can't be because I stole that bucket...

Wei Ran grinned and put aside this speculation that was absolutely impossible and would never admit it. He took the steel cup handed to him, carefully tilted the thermos bucket, scooped up the little cocoa left in it, and drank it all.

In the kettle handed over by Hawks.

"You can't hold on to this much for long," Hawks said with a frown.

“Better than nothing”

As Wei Ran spoke, he unbuttoned his trousers that were used as floats, took out the can of tobacco, the razor he had "picked up" before, the toad mirror, the personal first aid kit and even his own pants and shoes, and put them all in.

Only the life jacket that can be used as a float and the mask bag containing the basketball were left outside.

Seeing this, Hawkes also threw the pilot's survival kit and a personal first aid kit he had been carrying into the thermal bucket. Then he also took off his pants and shoes, wring them as dry as possible and threw them in.

"Wait!"

Wei Ran pointed to the survival bag he had just thrown in, "If I remember correctly, there seems to be a flare in it!"

"Flag flare?" Hawks was stunned, "I haven't opened it since I got it. And even if we launch the flare, what's the use?"

"If we send a flare, do you think those two crazy pilots will come to find us?" Wei Ran asked, "If they are still alive."

"Then try it!"

There was a trace of indifference in Hawks' tone, "If they can really come here, we might be able to get a lot of good things from them."

"Stabilized"

As Wei Ran spoke, he handed over the flashlight to the other party for help. He took out the waterproof survival bag from the bucket, opened it and said, "If I remember correctly, in addition to the flares, there are also

There are a lot of things, at least enough food and drinking water for us to have a full meal."

Under Hawks's curious gaze, the bulging survival kit was opened smoothly, and Wei Yan also found the Mark 3 signal transmitter packed in a small waterproof canvas bag, as well as six waterproof

Wax shell flare.

He took out a signal bomb, tore off the wax layer and stuffed it into the signal transmitter. Wei Ran glanced at Hawks opposite who was helping to hold the thermos bucket and holding a flashlight to help with lighting.

"Try it!" Hawks said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, opened the safety of the signal transmitter, pointed it at the night sky above his head, and then pulled the firing pin at the tail.

"Bang!"

As he released the firing pin, a flare with a dazzling red light flew straight up and down into the night sky 70 to 80 meters high.

After looking up at the red flare for a moment, Weiran lowered his head and put away the signal transmitter, and then zipped up the waterproof zipper of his survival bag.

However, just when he closed the lid of the thermos bucket, Hawkes let out an exclamation, excitedly pointed at the sea in the distance and shouted, "Victor! Look over there! That

There is also a flare on the side! Look!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately looked in the direction of the opponent's finger, and Hawks also turned off the flashlight.

Sure enough, just at the line between water and sky in the distance, a signal bomb of the same color actually rose!

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Come flashlight.

They fastened the lid of the thermos bucket again, and with renewed hope, the two men immediately swam desperately in the direction of the signal flare that had just been lit.

Almost less than five minutes later, another red flare rose from the distant sea, and it was obviously much closer!

He took out a new flare from the bag hanging around his neck, and Weiran fired one in response.

When he put away the flare, he reminded Hawkes on the other side of the thermos barrel, "Hawkes, load your gun with bullets. In addition, how many bullets do you have?"

"Four or three rounds." Hawks paused and said with great certainty, "Yes, four rounds. I still have four rounds of bullets."

"Don't rush to shoot later"

Wei Ran glanced at the flare above his head and said, "You are good at water. When we get close, you should first distance yourself from me. If I am in danger, I will have to rely on you."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Hawks promised confidently.

"Drink that cocoa, drink it all." Wei Ran said again, "This way you will have strength."

"There's still food in that survival bag, right?" Hawks had unscrewed the lid of the pot and brought it to his mouth as he spoke.

"Yes, there are many."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, Hawks raised his neck and drank half a bottle of cocoa that could quickly replenish energy.

Just as he tightened the lid of the kettle and loaded the pistol, a flickering light seemed to light up at the end of his sight.

"The other party asked to identify themselves." Wei Ran translated the clear Morse code sent by the other party using the light.

"Do you want to answer?" Hawkes handed over the decision to Wei Ran.

"Answer, how about using the Hall number?"

"No problem," Hawks replied cheerfully.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately held up his flashlight and pressed the switch again and again to send out an uncertain signal. He also responded to the other party's inquiry with a clear code, and followed it with the same inquiry.

"This...here...is...DD-557...the Johnston?!"

Wei Ran exclaimed, but the other party still turned on the light, "Who... won... the World Series?"

"St. Louis Cardinals!"

Hawks subconsciously gave the answer almost as soon as Wei Ran translated the second question, "It's definitely one of ours! Those nuclear-recruiting bastards will never be able to ask this question!"

"St. Louis Cardinals" Weiran decisively gave the answer in clear code.

"We'll be coming right away!" While the other party flashed a light signal, it was also closing the distance between the two parties.

Soon, Weiyan and Hawkes heard the roar of the engine at the same time!

"It's the engine of the traffic boat!" Hawks' face showed joy, "There must be one of our warships nearby!"

"Hawkes, Hawks!"

Wei Ran patted the thermos bucket, and after attracting the other party's attention, reminded him, "I'm from the Johnston. Our ship has sunk. I...I was the last one to leave the ship."

Hearing this, Hawks's face turned obviously pale.

"You should hide first"

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already helped the other party remove the mop rod from the collar on the back of his neck, and used a knife to pierce the blow-up condoms tied to it.

"If you need my help, put out the flashlight."

Hawks said, put on the gas mask again, untied the belt between the thermos bucket, took the gun and slowly sank to the bottom of the water, hiding directly under the thermos bucket.
To be continued...