Hidden Assassin

At the end of the horizon, Ezra is a small island.

Now that there is an island, there is a possibility that there will be people living there. At one time they are both very excited, but at this time the boat is dominated by the sea water. Although the island can be seen in the field of view, the direction of the boat's journey is not that way. Even when he runs into the cabin, Jiaming opens the last lame turbine room door and drills in. When Jia Ming followed him quietly, he saw a whole bunch of machines she couldn't even read, only busy, and sometimes removed this part, and sometimes added that iron pipe, busy room, and attached a root wire.

Ling Jing wanted to help, but he couldn't help at this time. In order not to block Ming's work, he had to back out. Shortly afterwards, Jiaming pulled a wire out of the small door and connected it to an instrument connector that had been repaired yesterday. After that, he pressed the button busily and busily. For a moment, an alarming noise broke out in the engine room. For a quiet time, he almost thought the ship was going to blow up. Shortly afterwards, in the apparently abnormal roar of the propeller, the gunboat began to turn.

“Great, great... I hope it lasts a bit longer, at least we can drive through it...”

Watching Jiaming adjust the joystick, finally pointing the direction towards the island over there, he jumped quietly and excitedly: “Great, Jiaming, you're awesome, fix the boat! Jiaming, you're the best! ”

Lent Ling Jing kissed him in the face, Jia Ming said with a smile: "Oh, it's not even fixed. It just makes it work for now. I just don't know how long it will last. I hope it will last until we get to the island...”

“I'm sure it will.” Instead, he felt more confident in Jia Ming and said with a laugh: “Otherwise we would jump to the sea, only our deserted island...”

“Huh?” After listening to the quiet words, the family was slightly stunned, "Why a deserted island? ”

“Because that's what the book says…”

“Then we're gonna be Robinson and the Fridays.” Jia Ming smiled helplessly, only saw the quiet towards the direction of the island “ah -” shouted, red fluttering cheeks, God flies, had to be a little strange, I haven't seen any traces of people yet, why should I be so happy...

In fact, in the course of yesterday's day, Jia Ming was worried about a lot of things. Although Jia Ming was worried, the fear of death was much more common. At this time, he didn't feel much. Besides, he calculated that he could repair the radio. Quiet reminds me of some of the books I read before. It's horrible when there's no fresh water or food at sea. In the Nordic era of great navigation, many seaships can't see the land for a year or two. Without food or fresh water, people slowly become like lunatics. While the water on this ship is still plentiful, who knows how long to drink and how long to eat food? What will they do then? Think of the scene where Jia Ming ate herself in the absence of food, and she would have to voluntarily raise an indescribable chestnut feeling.

Language and writing cannot describe that feeling, it is not actually fear. At this moment, she trusts Jia Ming and never thinks that Jia Ming will eat herself to survive. However, just out of fantasy, the thought surfaced voluntarily. If faced with death, the beloved ate her and survived, what should be the feeling in her heart? Happy? Is it warm? Or something else... This is the little dark emotion in the soul when faced with the possibility of death, even Jiamin can't tell.

But at this moment, such a shadow swept away and naturally deserved a few painful shouts.

The propeller seems to have reached its limit, and the noise in the hull is staggering. The landscape on the island in front of us is also becoming clearer, with white sandy beaches, green woods, seabirds flying in the air, a stunning view, and suddenly, behind the cabin, a series of loud bangs and bangs, and after a bang, the propeller's voice can no longer be heard. Jia Ming shrugged her shoulders and smiled softly: “The propeller's bearings are broken and now the ship can only be operated with a boat paddle. However, at this speed we can land directly on the island...”

The voice didn't go down, only heard a loud bang, the hull of the boat crossed in a huge earthquake, Jia Ming reached out, held on to the quiet almost about to fall to the ground, ran out of the cabin and looked down into the sea water, Jia Ming had to laugh bitterly: “Touch the reef...”

The hull is strong enough that the impact will not break a large hole in the bottom of the boat. Jiaming and Jing laid down the anchor together and then tidied up a few things in the cabin, stuffed into a large field camouflage backpack, and the emergency raft paddled onto the island. The scenery looked beautiful from afar, but it was only when I really landed that I found no signs of artificial destruction in sight. Apart from the sound of the sea water, I was surprised to be around.

“No… it really is a desert island…” roughly toured the area of one kilometer around, Jia Ming did not find any human traces. Although convenience is a hill, the island does not know how big it is, but if someone lived there, the Prime Minister would leave some traces everywhere, backpack, had to be a little depressed, as the world's largest population, there are still uninhabited desert islands, what a shame. However, it is also difficult to say whether the Chinese border has been crossed to Japan or somewhere in South-East Asia.

That afternoon, the two men went up from the woods all the way up the mountain. The woods did not appear to have been damaged man-made, even without a trace. Jiaming walked to the front to explore the road, quietly pulled the skirt behind him, the trees were full of plants, and the quiet was occasionally stuck by the leaves that were born across.

Jia Ming feared that she was bored, the same weird plants pointed to the quiet, explaining the various uses of these plants, his field skills were extremely skilled, the knowledge was comparable to that of a biologist, after a moment, he admired the quiet, but finally chased Jia Ming with hatred.

Ling Jing is a good girl with a genius from pee. She thinks that learning is the most abundant of the three. Although she doesn't mean to show off, she can still be proud of herself occasionally. At this moment, she realizes that Jia Ming is much more powerful than she is, but this is a delicate type of anger. Jia Ming begs for forgiveness, and decides implicitly in her heart that she must not admit all the exam items to understand this matter as soon as she sees it. Well, in front of our own people, it's safer to be a fool.

On the way up the mountain, it was discovered that there was actually fresh water on the island. A clear stream flowed from the mountain. Jiaming and spirituality were delighted in their hearts, so that even if they were truly trapped on the island, there was nothing to be afraid of. Safe and safe along the way, almost to the top of the mountain, a small insertion happened, after a bush, Jiaming's right hand suddenly burst, then the sound of the whip sounded, frightened the spirit, and then looked over, only Jiaming was holding a triangular head and a poisonous snake up to a meter long, because all the bone festivities of the body were dispersed, at this time there was no threat, found a bag of dead snakes in a pocket, Jiaming announced to eat snake meat tonight, the spirit wrinkled nose, turned a lovely white eye.

Reaching the top of the mountain is about 4 p.m., divided by this peak, which is about the same size on both sides of the island, and there is actually a small lake between the foothills. After a telescope tour, there were no traces of any artificial buildings. We didn't see much time, the two of us rushed down the hill, still out of the woods, the sky gradually darkened, turned on the flashlight of the assault rifle, quietly walked next to Jiaming.

By about 8 p.m., tents were erected along the edge of the woods, bonfires were lit, and food, iron pots and other items on board had been moved down. After a busy afternoon and feeling very tired, the two slept in a blanket wrapped around the tent after dinner. Softly and quietly, he planned his future life on the island, building a sturdy cabin, finding edible fruits or other things to plant, or keeping a few small animals on the island that might be caught eating. Jiaming didn't intend to live on the island forever. After listening, she just smiled lightly.

On October 6th, the day passed, the next day, Jiaming and Ling went back to the boat in a small raft to repair the radio, busily and busily spent the day. If the normal environment was still now, the long holidays of National Day were about to pass, they should also be preparing for school, Ling Jing would help two people to prepare schoolbags, how should Sha Sha be planning the activities of the new society, the houses without showing their hands were occasionally called by two people to drink, occasionally playing with computers, occasionally stunned... that night, sitting by the beach, quietly said: “I miss Sha...”

Ultimately, the three of them are best friends who have grown up like a one-piece baby, and even after the relationship, the relationship seems to be more important than the relationship between husband and wife, otherwise I'm afraid nothing will happen between them that likes a family member. Even occasionally there is a little jealousy in the mind, but since the Lily incident a few days ago, the smoke has completely dissipated.

October 8th is still a radio repair, and I'm afraid it will be repaired in one day, according to Jiamin's expectations. In the evening, when the work was about to close back to the beach, one of the lights on the boat suddenly rang, quietly called Jiaming to the cabin, which was a signal reception device that had been repaired. When the light came on, Jiaming could not be called. This should be the contact information that the mercenaries had already prepared, since it could be received here, indicating that the other party was also close to the island.

After careful identification for half a day, Jiaming and Ling paddled a small raft back to the beach, then along the beach all the way to the other end of the island, the sky dimmed, the sound of the tide pounded on the rock, numerous splashes of splash. After hiding behind a large rock, Jia Ming looked across the street with a telescope and handed it over to Jing Jing.

In close sight, two fairly intact gunboats parked on the far side of the sea, where armed mercenaries erected tents and lit a pile of bonfires, numbering nearly a hundred. He smiled comfortably and grabbed the gun in his hand. A quiet heart suddenly pulled up again...

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Continue to ask for monthly tickets, this time a little pale, but... next time I will definitely come up with a good reason, so it's okay to throw it at me in advance ^_^ (to be continued, if you want to know what happens, please log in to WWW.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)