The sailors were Zhao Xin, Wang Yuanfang and Zhao Liang.
Of course Zhao Xin didn't know how to drive a patrol boat, so what was he thinking? He wanted to see what the refugees in these island countries were like now, so he followed them in an assault boat.
When they were still a hundred meters away from the beach, the refugees on the shore still showed no reaction. The victims, who had been driven for several miles by the officials, staggered and leaned on their families, waiting for death to come.
They were all skinny and skinny, and their protruding eyeballs looked very scary. The clothes on their bodies had been torn into strands of cloth. If no one came to save them, they would not be able to survive in this weather.
"Nah! Zombies!" Although Wang Yuanfang and Zhao Liang were not on the same boat, they shouted in unison. Not to mention real zombies, they had never seen real hungry people, but they had seen a lot of movies. But in front of them
Compared with the scenes in the movie, those scenes in the movie are really fake!
At this moment, the sea was calm, so Zhao Liang followed the previous preparation plan and parked the patrol boat two hundred meters away from the shore, anchored and waited; Zhao Xin and Wang Yuanfang drove the assault boat to the beach.
Lu Shoushan got off the assault boat, holding a large bag in his hand, which was filled with steamed buns that had been steamed on the boat. However, each bun was made into one or two pieces, only half the size of a palm.
"Let's eat something first." Zhao Xin kept taking the steamed buns from Lu Shoushan and stuffing them into the hands of the refugees sitting on the ground one by one.
No one cared whether the boat was coming or not, and no one cared who was coming. But when the aroma of the food drifted in the wind, these hungry people suddenly looked like zombies in the movie, and they suddenly jumped up from the ground.
They gathered around.
"One for each person, everyone has it, no grabbing!" Zhao Xin shouted in the island dialect while passing the steamed buns; Wang Yuanfang led another island sailor, each carrying a big bag, and began to distribute the buns.
"Sir, give me another one, I'm hungry!" The refugee who got the food swallowed the steamed bun into his stomach in one bite, without even making a move to chew it.
"My lord, please do me a favor and give me another one!"
A woman holding a child desperately squeezed in front of Wang Yuanfang, crying in her hoarse voice: "Please, sir, give me more, the child hasn't eaten for two days!"
Wang Yuanfang couldn't bear this, so he stuffed two steamed buns into the woman's hands without hesitation. The woman took the steamed buns, first stuffed one into her mouth regardless, and then bit into half of the other.
One, soaked the steamed buns with saliva, and then spit them out and fed them to the child. Wang Yuanfang looked at the woman's shriveled breasts in surprise, and then realized that she couldn't even breastfeed her child because of hunger.
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"This, this is too tragic!" Wang Yuanfang was suddenly stunned.
At this time, I heard Zhao Xin shouting loudly: "Brother Wang, you must not give more! If you eat too much, you will die!"
In the current state of this group of refugees, if you give him a pound of big steamed buns, he can swallow them in the blink of an eye. If he drinks water after eating, he will definitely die.
Zhao Xin saw Sheng Haizhou and others coming over, and then he shouted to the refugees around him: "Those who still want to eat, get on the boat immediately! The porridge is cooked on the big boat over there, first come, first served!"
As soon as a few clever refugees heard this, they grabbed their wives and children and rushed into the assault boat on the shore.
"Get in line! Everyone get in line!" Seeing that this was not going to work, Katsu Kaishu and the others quickly drew out their knives and shouted, then started to disperse the people. One by one, they arranged to get on the boat.
The old rule is that a group of five people can be assigned to an assault boat, and ten people are arranged at a time. But this time it was obviously much faster. After several trips of the assault boat back and forth, the patrol boat was filled with hundreds of people.
On the patrol boat, Zhao Liang and the five island nation sailors were holding weapons and staring eagerly at the people sitting in the cabin. In this situation, you must not be polite. If you show the slightest hint of weakness, something might happen to these people.
People who have just eaten something have gained some strength, so don't be soft-hearted.
Fortunately, the fast-speeding patrol boats made these refugees very scared. Many of them had grown up inland all their lives and had never seen the sea or taken a boat.
More than 20 minutes later, the patrol boat docked next to the gangway lowered by the Thor. After tying the cable, the five island nation sailors began to use weapons to drive the refugees onto the ship through the gangway.
The few refugees walking in front were frightened to death when they saw the towering gangway. They grabbed the cable net next to the ladder and became paralyzed, unable to walk. Zhao Liang was very anxious when he saw these people stopped and didn't move. There were several more people behind.
Thousands of people are lucky.
At this time, a group of sailors from the island country suddenly shouted from the deck: "Come up, everyone, there is rice porridge to drink! Everyone has enough!"
More than 20 people shouted together. When the frightened guys in front of the gangway heard that there was food, they suddenly gained strength, stood up with strength, and rushed forward. Zhao Liang watched.
I was stunned, this guy was so hungry that he went crazy!
Immediately afterwards, the first few guys who went up suddenly returned to the gangway and shouted at the bottom: "There is really rice porridge! There is really rice porridge! There is so much!"
The refugees waiting in the patrol boat suddenly became agitated and rushed to the gangway. Several sailors from the island country held up their scabbards and beat people while shouting: "Get in line! Get in line! Let the women and children go up first!"
After half an hour of fussing, more than a hundred people on the patrol boat finally disembarked. At this time, several more sailors walked down the gangway, each carrying a large bag filled with steamed buns. Waiting for them to put the bag in
After throwing it into the cabin, Zhao Liang gestured to them with his thumb and motioned for them to untie the cable, and then the patrol boat turned around and headed towards the shore.
Zhao Xin and others on the shore had already finished handing out the steamed buns in the bags they were holding, but a group of refugees were still rushing towards them crazily. Sheng Haizhou and others picked up their scabbards and beat them continuously, scattering one group, and another group rushed up.
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Zhao Xin took a look and realized that if he didn't stop them, they would all be eaten by the hungry refugees! Before he had time to think, he took out the pistol stuck in his thigh and fired three shots into the air.
Three huge gunshots woke up the crazy people. When these people saw Zhao Xin and others glaring at them fiercely, they suddenly woke up from their crazy state. They all retreated in fright, and some fell to their knees on the ground.
Some ran far away.
When Wang Yuanfang and Sheng Haizhou looked at it, they also pulled out pistols from their waists, while Lu Shoushan pulled out a smooth knife from his waist.
"Wait! Whoever you call will come to get the food! Then get on the boat!" Zhao Xin shouted, turning his head to look at the sea. Zhao Liang was coming to the shore.
The gunfire also alerted Kanbei Katayama, who was waiting at the entrance of the town square. He didn't care about anything else, so he quickly called a few of his men and ran over quickly.
"Katsu-kun, what happened?!" Kanbei Katayama stepped forward anxiously and asked.
"It just so happens that you're here. Please help maintain order first and tell your subordinates that I will pay each of you one or two small fines afterwards." As soon as Zhao Xin heard the voice, he knew that the person coming was Katayama, and immediately shouted to him
road.
Katayama Kanbei was stunned, why was this voice so familiar? "Are you Mr. Zhao?" When he and Zhao Xin met at the beach last year, he couldn't see each other's appearance clearly because of the darkness, but now he finally saw it clearly.
I saw that this man was over six feet tall, with short hair, a fair and handsome face, and no beard on his lips or chin. He was dressed in strange clothes, holding a black iron tool in his hand and facing the refugees in front of him.
Is this a fire gun? Why is it so short? Looking at Sheng Haizhou and the others, they all have a handful of them.
He was lost in thought when he heard Katsu Kaishu say loudly: "Katayama-kun, ask your men to help maintain order here. The lord has said that each person will be rewarded with a small amount of gold afterward!"
How many of Katayama's subordinates still have money to take?
I am so happy today!
So without waiting for Katayama's instructions, a few people waved their hands and started jumping happily to suppress the refugees on the beach.
Zhao Xin breathed a sigh of relief and finally calmed down. When he saw Zhao Liang waiting on the sea two hundred meters away, he immediately asked Sheng Haizhou and others to arrange for the refugees to board the boat. They were so busy for several hours, until the sun set and everyone was tired.
He was exhausted, and only half of the refugees on the beach were sent away.
Before leaving, Zhao Xin took out a few small deposits of one tael and asked Sheng Kaizhou to hand it over to Katayama's men. He also told those people to tell the waiting refugees to wait calmly and that he would be back to pick them up early tomorrow morning.
Katayama looked at Zhao Xin, Sheng Haizhou and others taking the refugees away on a fast boat, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. The commotion this afternoon was so great that it was difficult not to be noticed.
Good ones don't work, bad ones work.
When Kanbei Katayama led a few of his men to the main road and walked into the town, they just reached the gate of the gate. Suddenly, fire flashed around them. More than a dozen feudal lords tied their sleeves with tassels, tied their foreheads with hairbands, or
Holding spears or bows and arrows, they surrounded several of them from all sides.
(Don’t be fooled by the sword and halberd pieces. The samurai’s favorite weapon has never been the katana, but the spear and bow and arrow. The katana is just a symbol of status and is occasionally used for fighting. According to statistics, from the Warring States Period to the Edo Period,
The most common injuries in hand-to-hand combat are gunshot wounds, stab wounds, arrow wounds, and knife wounds. The proportion of knife wounds caused by cutting each other with samurai swords is surprisingly low.)
"What do you mean?" Katayama stopped and asked the feudal lord in front of him.
A feudal lord held a long spear, took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "Kanayama Kanbei, you communicate with the foreign barbarians and send the refugees to the sea privately. In compliance with your order, we will capture the six of you and go back for questioning! Take it!"
"Wait a minute! You don't need to tie me up, I'll just go back with you." Katayama shouted loudly.
Six feudal warriors stepped forward and without any explanation took the katana from Katayama's hand and the wakizashi from his waist. They also took the juju from the waists of his subordinates. Although Katayama said there was no need to tie them up, several samurai still took out their swords.
The ropes tied up Katayama and five of his men.
Several spears were pointed at Katayama Kanbei's back, and he was escorted all the way back to the official hall of the town administrative office.
"It's broken!" A last missing person was hiding in the grass. When he saw Katayama and others and a group of feudal lords walking away, he quickly got up and ran to Katayama's home to report the news.
Aboard the Thor.
After Zhao Xin and others returned to the ship, they were extremely tired with dozens of sailors making porridge and arranging a place for the refugees to sleep at night. Fortunately, some female refugees who had boarded the ship first and had eaten enough came to help, and the others
Only then could he spare his time and help Zhao Xin arrange accommodation for the refugees.
The more than 1,000 people who boarded the ship first were arranged in the cargo hold below the deck. At this time, as more people appeared on the ship, they began to snore and fart, and the sounds of children crying could be heard one after another.
After everything was done, it was already late at night. At this time, Zhao Xin was too tired to talk, so Liu Sheng arranged for him to take turns on duty at night. Before going to bed, Liu Sheng told Zhao Xin that he and Deng Fei would be on duty tomorrow morning.
Go to the beach to pick someone up; Zhao Xin hummed twice and agreed.
Early the next morning, Liu Sheng, Deng Fei, and Zhao Liang set off with several large bags of steamed buns. When they left the Thor, Zhao Xin was still sleeping soundly.
Zhao Liang continued to drive the patrol boat, for no other reason than he was already very skilled at driving it.
When he was still two hundred meters away from the shore, Liu Sheng looked at the deserted beach in the distance and muttered to himself: "Where are the people?"
At this time, Deng Fei's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "Something's wrong. It's over."
"Zhao Xin! Zhao Xin! Get up!" Liu Sheng slowed down the speed of the assault boat and shouted into the walkie-talkie.
"Zhao Xin didn't get up. What happened? It's over." Wang Yuanfang asked in a hoarse voice. He and Zhao Xin had been shouting all afternoon yesterday, and their voices were hoarse.
"There's not a single homeless person on the beach. When you left yesterday, weren't there more than a thousand people? It's over."
"That's right. It's weird, it's over."
Everyone on the Thor was so exhausted yesterday that they even dozed off during the night shift. As a result, no one paid attention to where the refugees on the shore had gone.
"The situation is not right! Zhao Liang, stop the boat and anchor! It's over." Liu Sheng keenly felt that something was wrong. At this time, his sixth sense told him that there seemed to be a murderous intention hidden on the beach. He quickly asked Deng Fei to turn the assault boat around and return to patrol.
The boat docked behind.
When Liu Sheng got on the patrol boat, the guy quickly rushed into the cabin below, opened the cabinet locked with a password, rushed to the M2HB above the cockpit with two boxes of bullets, and Deng Fei also ran up to help him load bullets.
The two loaded the bullets. Liu Sheng first pointed the gun at the beach, then picked up the binoculars and looked across.
Only then did Liu Sheng discover that in the large patch of grass on the east side of the beach, which was as tall as a person, there were densely packed figures swaying, and the heads of several spears reflected a few rays of cold light under the early morning sunlight. He swept around again, and ten
Behind a few big trees, there are several straw huts filled with island warriors holding swords.
"Holy shit! I almost got ambushed!" Liu Sheng put down his telescope and pulled the bolt twice. Hearing this, Deng Fei also hurriedly raised his telescope and looked at the beach.
"Liu Sheng, what happened?! It's over." Zhao Xin's voice appeared on the walkie-talkie.
"I almost fell into trouble. There are many Japanese ambushing me on the shore! What should I do? It's over."
Zhao Xin was silent for a while on the walkie-talkie, and the air was filled with tension.
"We don't have time to talk nonsense with them. If we don't fight, we won't have long memories! Fire!"
As soon as Zhao Xin finished speaking, Liu Sheng had already pressed the trigger. "Bang bang bang bang bang!!!"
On the Thor, Zhao Xin heard the sound of M2HB and said to Wang Yuanfang: "Let's go, prepare to fire!"