Wei Ran, on the other hand, held onto the corrugated tube connecting the other party's gas mask and hid it between his body and the thermos bucket. His other hand also pressed the flashlight switch, ready to turn it off at any time.

As he waited, the roar of the engine became louder and louder. Soon, a traffic boat appeared directly in front of his field of vision. At the front of the traffic boat stood a figure holding a flashlight.

However, since the other party was hiding behind the flashlight, he couldn't see clearly what the other party looked like.

However, when the traffic boat stopped next to him and the other party's flashlight shone on Wei Ran's face, he heard a somewhat familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar person say in surprise, "Victor?!

Are you Victor?"

Before he could respond, the beam that originally hit his face finally moved away, and the flashlight beam in Wei Ran's hand subconsciously hit the ship.

"Is it you?!" Wei Ran's eyes widened dully.

At this time, the person standing at the front on this traffic boat holding a flashlight was none other than Captain Evans of the USS Johnston! In fact, he not only wore a steel helmet, but also had an Indian gun on his waist.

A pipe ax and a silver revolver!

And behind him, there was actually a sailor moose! Next to him was a white sailor bag! However, the moose's condition didn't seem to be very good at this time. All that could be seen was that there were bruises on his face and legs.

Wrapped in gauze!

Looking further back, the person in charge of controlling the engine at the stern of the ship was actually the deputy captain, Captain Sterling! His head was also wrapped in gauze, and a large area of ​​the gauze had even been stained with blood.

"Soldier, if you've seen enough, come up quickly!"

Captain Evans said with a smile, "Welcome to board my Johnston again, well... She is a little smaller now, but she is indeed the Johnston! Also, thank you for the beer you gave to the moose.

, thanks to that pot of beer, otherwise we would be hungry."

"Yes! Mr. Captain!"

While Wei Ran responded loudly, he saluted the other person in the water with an American military salute, then pointed to the bucket beside him and said, "I still have a friend hiding underwater. Can I let him come up?"

"Of course!" Captain Evans shouted back.

"Hawkes! Come on up! It's one of our own!" Wei Ran pulled off the socks on the bellows and said loudly to his mouth.

"Wow!"

With a splash, Hawks emerged from the water with a gun in his hand. He hurriedly took off his gas mask and asked in surprise, "I just heard it! Chief, I am Hawks, Hall."

Hawks on the ship, I'm an Indian too! Ojibwa Indian!"

"Near the Great Lakes? I am a Cherokee Indian. Of course, you must know that I am only three-quarters of Cherokee blood."

Captain Evans took advantage of the guard to climb onto the transport boat with the help of the deputy captain, Captain Sterling, while shaking his left hand wrapped in gauze, and said particularly apologetically, "I'm sorry, my hand is injured.

, there is no way to drag you up."

"It doesn't matter, I can go up by myself!"

Before Hawks finished speaking, he had already dragged the thermal bucket to the side of the traffic boat. After waiting for the Weiyan to get on, he also quickly climbed on it.

It wasn't until his legs left the water that Wei Ran noticed that the boat, which was about eight meters long, seemed to be leaking, and the leaking point was right next to where Sailor Moose was sitting.

"Hi! Victor, I didn't expect us to meet again."

The moose said hello to Wei Ran slightly weakly, then used the steel helmet in his hand to scoop up seawater from the cabin and poured it outside.

Following the light of the flashlight, I looked at the leaking area. Under a thin layer of seawater, there was actually a 127mm artillery shell embedded in it! But even so, seawater still gurgled out from the edge of the shell.

"This is..."

"It was shot out by a cannonball," the moose explained as he stepped on the cannonball shell with his foot. "Thanks to this cannonball shell, otherwise I wouldn't have known what to use to plug such a big hole."

"It's really thanks to that shell casing"

The deputy captain at the stern pointed to the wound on his head, "It would be better if it didn't just hit my head when it fell."

"Victor, come here and help."

Hawks climbed onto the boat and urged, "Let's bring up the thermos bucket quickly," without waiting for Weiyan's response.

"right!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran quickly turned around and helped the other party pull the thermos bucket that was still floating on the sea to the boat.

After everyone sat down, Wei Ran took the helmet from Sailor Moose and handed it to Hawks. While scooping out sea water, he rummaged through the first aid kit in the thermos bucket and asked, "How did you survive?"

Yes? I clearly saw it..."

"The moose saved us"

The deputy captain, Captain Sterling, turned off the engine and helped scoop out the water while saying, "He found the chief's ax and my sailor bag and shotgun from the lounge."

"Thanks to that shotgun"

Captain Evans also came over, holding a flashlight and said, "He used that shotgun to break the fixed hook of this traffic boat. It was with this traffic boat that the three of us got rid of the Johnston."

Devouring before sinking.”

"Why are you here?"

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already untied the gauze on the moose's body, and with the help of Captain Evans' flashlight, he was treating the burns on various parts of the sailor's body.

"There are some problems with the engine of this traffic boat"

Moose grinned and explained, "The engine stopped working after it took us out of the whirlpool. Then while we were busy blocking the hole, the waves also pushed us away from the other life rafts."

"We didn't repair the engine until the weather cleared."

Captain Evans continued, "Then we noticed a nuclear-capable Vicious Falcon flying over at low altitude, but we searched for it for a long time but could not find the aircraft."

"The most important thing is that we are running out of fuel."

Vice-captain Sterling helplessly pointed to a wooden bar stuck in the corner of the engine fuel tank, "Our fuel can only support us to run for another half hour at most. If we can find the plane, maybe we can get it."

Light the fuel, otherwise we will have to remove the engine and slowly swim back with those oars."

"We are also looking for that plane"

Hawks said while scooping water quickly, "Victor said there were two madmen up there, and he also said they must know our current location, and we just sent out the flare to attract their attention. But I think,

Those two lunatics must have sunk into the sea with their plane."

"We are now at least 50 nautical miles or more from land."

Captain Evans said, "The ocean currents in this season will push us to land, but the sea breeze may push us farther away."

"We will definitely find land"

Wei Ran assured Sailor Moose confidently while bandaging the wound with burn ointment.

"We are going to use my hammock to make a sail tomorrow," Captain Sterling said, and at Wei Ran's signal, he came over and let him untie the gauze wrapped randomly on his head.

"Your injury is a bit serious. I need to stitch it up for you."

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took out a tube of morphine, and while carefully injecting a small amount around his still bleeding scalp, he changed the question and asked, "Why did the moose take out your sailor bag?"

"That's his most precious thing," the moose said while helping Hawks scoop water, "just like the chief's axe."

"That sailor bag was given to me by a British friend of mine. I have been keeping it in the lounge as a decoration. By the way, ss--!"

"Sorry, I'll be gentler, you continue talking." Wei Ran, who had already begun debridement, urged without sincerity.

"By the way, there are some things hidden in it, such as the wine I secretly brought on board."

Captain Sterling pointed to the wine bottle lying in the water at his feet, "Unfortunately, you are late, and we have already drank that bottle of wine."

"Don't move now, I'm going to suture you." Wei Ran reminded him while cleaning the hair around the wound with a razor.

"Victor, why don't I remember you as a medic on our ship?" the chief who helped hold up the flashlight asked doubtfully, "but I seem to have seen you in the kitchen."

"You remember correctly"

Wei Ran showed a smile that frightened the other party, "I work in the kitchen, but before the ship sank, the Johnston obviously needed a medic more than a cook."

"Were you a doctor before?" Moose asked curiously.

"Of course!" Wei Ran answered confidently.

"It seems that we let an excellent medic waste his time in the kitchen." Captain Evans said apologetically.

"It's not your fault"

Hawks, who had been busy scooping water, helped and said, "If Victor had been a white man, he would definitely not be in the kitchen. If the chief had been a white man, the estrous bull (Halsey) would definitely have been sent away."

Go into the kitchen and chop radishes."

"Bull's Run eighty-three years later," the vice-captain muttered sarcastically.

Although he didn't understand the allusion the other party was talking about, it didn't stop Wei Ran from sewing up the nearly five centimeter-long wound on his scalp as quickly and roughly as possible.

Helping the other party wrap up the wound with clean gauze, Wei Ran did not relax. Compared to Sailor Moose's wound, the wound on Sterling's head was actually much more serious, especially in this environment. If he could not get to shore as soon as possible,

Whether the other party can survive is probably unknown.

"Mr. Captain, it's your turn." Wei Ran said as he took out a pack of clean gauze wrapped in plastic from the first aid kit.

Hearing this, Captain Evans immediately stretched out his left hand and allowed Wei Ran to help remove the already wet gauze, revealing the blown-off finger and slightly pale wound.

Silently, he inserted the remaining morphine into his palm. After waiting for a moment, Wei Ran first removed some dead flesh and half of the broken finger bones, and then carefully sewed the two fingers together.

"If it hurts, inject yourself with morphine."
To be continued...