The Chinese woman Boya? Not very similar; the Filipino woman Mary? Not very similar; the Southeast Asian woman? Even less similar. None of the three of them look alike.
Eyes are the windows to the soul. You can completely see a person's heart through his eyes. Yan Fenghuo has always liked to observe other people's eyes, and then see the other person's psychology from their eyes, so as to control or guide the other person's behavior.
Thinking. But now he is completely unsure about the eyes of these three women, because they all look so real.
The Southeast Asian woman's eyes are full of cowardice and fear, like a frightened stray cat that can't recover; Mary's eyes are so real that you really have to believe what she says; Boya's eyes are full of regret and
Despair makes people unable to help but think of her series of difficult experiences.
So Yan Fenghuo was a little confused. He didn't know whether he should trust these three pairs of eyes, but he couldn't find any clues from the three pairs of eyes.
"Mary, take care of them." Yan Fenghuo told Mary.
Among the three women, only Mary is the calmest, probably because she was a nurse. If Boya was not seriously injured, she should have the traditional delicacy of Chinese women, but it is a pity that the injury is too serious. Needless to say, Southeast Asian women
, if she was left alone, she might commit suicide.
"Don't worry," Mary nodded vigorously and said, "You have a good rest, we are counting on you to survive."
Yan Fenghuo nodded, pulled off a piece of cloth to cover his eyes and fell asleep in a dry place behind the rock. He was too tired and weak, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down.
Sleep is also a form of the body's self-protection mechanism. When the body's functions need to be adjusted, it will become sleepy. Of course, when there is interference from external factors, this body's self-protection mechanism will be suppressed. When external interference
After the factors disappear, both the mind and the functions of various parts of the body will fall into a state of sluggishness and must be adjusted through sleep.
In addition, the body's hematopoietic function also needs to be carried out during sleep. Yan Fenghuo lost too much blood and urgently needed sleep.
It can be said that this afternoon was the deepest sleep he had ever had in his life, and he could not even hear any sounds from the outside world.
This is basically impossible for a special forces soldier who came out of the Blood Fox Brigade. The professional training they have received has long cultivated their light sleep. As long as there is any disturbance, they will wake up immediately.
On the central boundary line of the island, two American soldiers stood there and shouted loudly. Carl was extremely nervous and locked the opponent tightly with his rifle, and almost couldn't help but shoot.
Just as Yan Fenghuo judged, there is a lack of fresh water on the west side of the island, and two US soldiers are coming to find fresh water. However, under the verbal agreement, they cannot destroy it immediately, or it is not the best time to start a war.
"Can you give us some fresh water?" the American soldier shouted loudly: "We really can't find fresh water there. If you can give us some fresh water, we will be very grateful to you."
"Asshole, there's no fresh water!" Carl shouted loudly.
"You don't have to be like this. When you were on the search and rescue boat, you relied entirely on the fresh water we gave you to survive. Now that we need fresh water, you should help us." The American soldier spread his hands helplessly and said: "Maybe we are enemies.
Yes, but in the final analysis there is no blood feud between us."
"Did I ask you for it?" Karl shouted: "I have a bloody feud with you. If your warships hadn't caught up with me, would I have been able to get so much of my goods in vain? I'm warning you, if you take another step forward,
If so, I will shoot you in the head!"
Carl hated these American soldiers the most. He finally took a risk and brought a batch of goods to the United States to make money. But who would have thought that he would encounter the damn U.S. Navy, causing him to lose all his money on this trip and almost cost his life.
How could he not hate it? This was a bloody feud.
The American soldiers standing at the center line spread their hands in disappointment, whispered to each other and turned around to leave.
"Bah!" Karl vomited heavily and cursed: "You stupid bastards, you still want to ask us for fresh water, do you think I'm a ****?"
Although Hong Scar generously shared his own fresh water on the lifeboat, he had to share it in that situation. They had guns, and the other party also had guns. If the other party was allowed to become unbearably thirsty, they would definitely shoot at him.
They fired.
In that situation, it is definitely not a good choice to lose both sides. So Hongscar would rather provide them with water to achieve psychological balance and add an element of gratitude. Although he will be thirsty, there is no doubt that the risk will be reduced.
At the lowest level, this is the wisest choice.
From a psychological point of view, people have a common problem, that is, gratitude, even if they are enemies. If conditions permit and the external factors are appropriate, even if the other person is your enemy, you will be grateful for the things the other person has done for you.
, and even forget about hatred.
This is a manifestation of fear and the need for security, the most basic human need.
It's just that there is no need to do that now. The desperate patchwork that was once on the same boat has become two distinct entities, and there is no longer a common threat. This small island has plenty of food, just the bird eggs on the beach.
There are enough people to keep it going, waiting for a ship to pass by for rescue.
The sun slowly sets in the west, and the entire sea level turns golden red under the setting sun. The sea breeze begins to blow, taking away the heat of the day and adding a cool smell.
There was no movement on the Hong Scar side to the west, as if they were all asleep; but a bonfire was set up on the Yan Fenghuo side to the east, on which several plump seabirds and seabird eggs were roasted.
The seabirds were caught by Smith. Although seabirds can fly, there are so many seabirds here that it is very easy to catch a few. The seabird eggs were found by Mary. She knows how to find eggs on the beach.
"Senior, senior!" Karl pushed Yan Fenghuo gently and shouted.
Yan Fenghuo, who fell into a deep sleep, immediately woke up and pulled off the black cloth from his eyes.
What comes into view is a bonfire, and the rich aroma reaches the nose. The seabirds roasted on the bonfire are golden in color, which makes people appetite.
"My God, you're awake." Seeing that it was Yan Fenghuo who had woken up, Smith came over with a roasted seabird and handed it to him attentively.
The fragrant seabird was right in front of his mouth. Yan Fenghuo forgot about the pain in his body. He grabbed it and gnawed it. After a while, he had eaten it all. After finishing the first one, he ate the second one, and then he ate a few more.
Ten seabird eggs are enough for the time being.
Food is the most important thing for people, and the health of the body depends entirely on eating to absorb energy. Yan Fenghuo, who has not eaten for many days, is finally satisfied, and his weak body has recovered to the greatest extent. Although the wounds all over his body are hurting, the pain
It was very clear, and the numbness before going to bed disappeared without a trace.
"Have you all eaten?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
Everyone nodded, indicating that they had eaten.
After taking a sip of water from the Southeast Asian girl, Yan Fenghuo held the wound at the corner of his mouth with his hand and said, "Put out the bonfire immediately."
"Why?" Karl asked in confusion.
"It will be completely dark soon, and the bonfire will reveal our location. The people at Red Scar are all elite American navy. Do you want to be killed in your sleep?"
Karl suddenly realized it and immediately stepped forward to put out the bonfire, but was stopped by Yan Fenghuo.
"Move the bonfire to the beach and bury it in the sand." Yan Fenghuo glanced at the weak Boya and said: "The humidity of the air here is very high, which is very harmful to the human body. We have no suitable resting place and sleep on dry sand.
It will ease a lot.”
This was for the sake of Boya, who was seriously injured. Yan Fenghuo didn't want the person who had spent so much effort to save to die in a place like this. It was not worth it.
Carl, Smith, and Mary were immediately busy with the matter, leaving only two injured people.
"Thank you." Boya's eyes were filled with gratitude and tears.
"No need to thank me," Yan Fenghuo shook his head and said, "I didn't want to save you, but I have saved you, so I have to let you live well."
Boya bit her lip and tears fell. She was finally able to cry. Before, she had no right to shed tears due to lack of water in her body. All negative emotions such as grievance, sadness, and helplessness surrounded her.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
"Now is not the time to cry." Yan Fenghuo said to Boya: "The wound on your leg is no longer a big problem, but maybe that muscle will be completely dead from now on. After all, only your aorta and other blood vessels were taken care of at that time.
There may be local necrosis.”
Boya nodded vigorously and said with a choked voice: "Thank you... thank you..."
"They all said you're welcome, haha." Yan Fenghuo smiled, covering the scar on his mouth and said, "You used to work at Foxconn, right? How was the working environment there?"
"Assembly line workshop." Boya wiped his tears and said, "I have to work more than ten hours every day, which is very tiring. If I hadn't heard from my friends that I could make more money in the United States, I wouldn't have smuggled myself into the United States, and I wouldn't be where I am now.
so."
"Your behavior is normal, but you are a bit unlucky." Yan Fenghuo nodded, staring into Boya's eyes and continued: "But your luck is lucky, at least you are alive now, right?"
While talking, Yan Fenghuo observed Boya's eyes. He wanted to find out what he wanted from this woman. Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. This woman was just an ordinary woman, with average beauty and nothing outstanding.
.What is in those eyes is the reaction that a normal girl should have when encountering this kind of thing. In short, there is no problem at present.
Withdrawing his probing eyes, Yan Fenghuo suddenly felt that he was too sensitive.
If Boya was that person, she would never allow herself to be fatally injured. How could a person who was almost godlike be joking with her own life? Even if she had to hide herself cleverly, she would encounter such a fatal threat.
Instinct reactions will also arise. Because we have long formed a habit when facing danger, the movements of our body are completely outside the control of the brain.
So Boya can't be that person, he doesn't have that kind of aura at all.
The sky was completely dark, and Yan Fenghuo led these people to move to the beach quietly, camouflaging them all with soft and dry yellow sand.
"Stay here and don't move. No matter what happens, don't make a sound. As long as you don't make a sound, at least you won't be found by those Red Scars this night."
"Where are you going?" Boya asked nervously.
"Me?" Yan Fenghuo touched the scar with sutures on his mouth, and a flash of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "Either we live, they die; or they live, we die. Strike first to gain advantage, and strike later will suffer."
"Senior, I'll go with you." Karl called.
"No, you can't go with me, you will only become a burden to me. Load your rifle and guard this place!"
After saying that, Yan Fenghuo walked around the coastline toward the west of the island alone. His injuries were still serious, but the mountain-like sense of crisis that pressed down on him made him feel suffocated. He was not used to being remembered all the time.
, if these American soldiers wait until they fully recover, they will definitely be wiped out.
Red Scar is not a kind person. For him, killing has long been a part of life.