"I can finally go back." Before the white light dispersed, Wei Ran sighed in relief, but then he realized something was wrong!

Although his eyes were still covered in white flowers, his ears could clearly hear the crashing waves, the annoying chirping of seagulls, and the roar of the engine.

Even his nose could clearly smell the fishy smell of the sea that made him want to vomit, and even his feet were swaying slightly!

It's not over, isn't it...

Wei Ran blinked his eyes quickly, and when his vision returned to normal, he immediately noticed that he was on an iron fishing boat that was only more than 20 meters long.

However, he did not see any sailors on the deck of this broken ship. Even the fishing nets were dry and fluffy in the sun.

I looked at myself subconsciously. I was wearing a slightly worn green pullover deck uniform on my upper body, with the MK43 telescope that once belonged to Captain Evans hanging on my chest, and a black leather Robert camera bag hanging blatantly on my shoulder.

An American-style water bottle is fixed on the other side of the waist. The lower body is a pair of loose beach pants and a pair of slightly worn US Navy service shoes.

Subconsciously he raised the telescope and looked straight ahead. Through the bright and sharp lens, he could clearly see a beautiful atoll and a long and narrow green island. On the island, there were groups of seabirds constantly flying.

Circle, rise and fall, or plunge into the water surrounding the island like a dive bomber.

"Crack!"

Wei Ran subconsciously put down the telescope, and immediately discovered that a puddle of mushy bird droppings fell on the back of his hand, and a black frigate bird was standing on the bow of the ship not far away.

"boom!"

Before he could recover, a gunshot rang out behind him, and the frigate bird fell into the sea, leaving only a few blood-stained feathers.

Clean deck.

Wei Ran subconsciously turned around and saw Hawks standing at the door holding a 1911 pistol in both hands.

At this time, Hawkes was wearing a brown cowboy hat, and his upper body was also wearing a pullover deck suit. On one side of his waist was an American water bottle, and on the other side was a bulging gas mask bag. The mask bag and body

In the middle, there is a hard leather pistol holster.

But his lower body was wearing jeans and a pair of navy service shoes that were also slightly worn.

Before Wei Ran could speak, Hawks put away his pistol and walked towards the bow of the ship and said, "I hate frigatebirds, just like I hate eating seafood and coconuts."

"I also hate frigatebirds, seafood and coconuts"

Wei Ran shook off the bird droppings on the back of his hand and handed the binoculars to the other party, but he couldn't help but think of the painful experience of having diarrhea.

"We're almost there"

Hawks took the telescope from Wei Ran and looked at the atolls and islands in the distance, but he asked, "Victor, where did you go after we separated?"

"Hawaii, of course Hawaii."

Wei Ran joked nonsensically, "I've been waiting to invite you to see a striptease. What about you? Where have you been?"

"I took a freighter and returned to the United States, and then changed my name and identity." Hawkes returned the telescope to Weiyan, "Now I am a hunter, and I never want to be a sailor again."

"Since you don't want to be a sailor anymore, what happened this time?" Wei Ran asked the other party with a smile while tapping the dirty deck with the toe of his shoe.

"I rented this fishing boat."

Hawks put his hands on the railing at the edge of the boat, "I promised the chief to help him bring back the flowers and seeds of the flower in the camp. Although he didn't say where to plant the flower, I

I’ve already thought of a place.”

"Where?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"You'll know when we get there."

Hawks patted the railing, took out a Japanese-style small cigarette pouch from his pocket, filled it with tobacco skillfully, and recalled, "At first, I used the tobacco that matched this small pipe to wrap the inlaid piece of gold.

The gold rings we brought out were exchanged for the two of us to have Palau nationality. But I didn’t expect that when we came back this time, we would become Americans again.”

"Yes," Wei Ran sighed and said vaguely, "and it won't be long before Palau will be back in the hands of recruiters."

"What did you say?" Hawks looked at Wei Ran in confusion.

"Nothing." Wei Ran waved his hand, "Don't you need to worry about the cab?"

"Don't worry, although I don't want to be a sailor anymore, my sailing skills are very good."

Having said that, Hawks turned around and walked into the tattered cockpit, leaving Wei Ran standing alone on the dirty deck.

Seeing that there was still some distance before landing on Helen Island, Wei Ran simply walked to the deck at the stern of the ship, reached out to take out the camera from the camera bag, checked it, and skillfully put on the wide-angle lens and wound up the clockwork.

Reluctantly, he took out the oil drum containing hot cocoa from the metal book. Then he took out the British P44 kettle, unscrewed it, and filled the American kettle with the still hot cocoa.

After tightening the lid and putting away the oil drum, Weiran poured himself half a cup of hot cocoa with satisfaction, then took off the steel cup of the American kettle, poured half a cup of cocoa for Hawkes and sent it into the cockpit.

"Where did you get it? Why is it so hot?" Hawks asked in surprise after taking the steel cup.

"I've been sunbathing on the deck before."

Wei Ran made an excuse at random, but he and Ben didn't care whether the other party believed it or not. He just took out the camera and took a photo of Hawks, who was holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding cocoa in the other with a surprised look on his face.

"This tastes very similar to the cocoa on the USS Hall!" Hawks couldn't help but take another sip after saying that, but he didn't care at all that Wei Ran took a photo of him.

"It tastes very similar to the cocoa on the Johnston." Wei Ran clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he lamented the cup of cocoa that was long overdue.

"Many people on the Hall did not survive."

"So is the Johnston."

Hearing this, Hawks carefully took a sip of cocoa again, but said nothing more. He just slightly increased the throttle of the fishing boat.

More than half an hour later, the fishing boat dropped its anchor and shut down its engine at the spot where they ran aground.

Under the command of Hawkes, Wei Ran helped put down a small boat. The two of them rocked the oars and landed on the beach. Then they lifted the boat into the lagoon at the other end of the beach and rowed straight to the south side of the island. On the beach on the side.

"In this season two years ago, I remember when we first landed on the island, there were a lot of coconuts on the beach and in the lagoon." As he spoke, Hawks got up and left the boat, picked up a coconut with a cracked skin and threw it in In the cabin.

"When we left, there were a lot of coconuts in the cabin."

Wei Ran got off the boat and worked with the other party to pull the small wooden boat to the beach. At the same time, he kept saying, "I even remember you smoking the fiber in the coconut skin as tobacco."

"yes"

Hawks couldn't help but have a look of vicissitudes of life that didn't match his age. He took out two shovels from the cabin, gave one of them to Wei Ran, and said while walking towards the camp, "I often think of being on this island. what happened on.

When I have a good dream, I think of fishing with you, building a camp together, collecting food together, and talking about women together. When I have a nightmare, I think of Mr. Akira, his companions, and the great chief. Death scene."

"Forget those experiences, the war is over." Wei Ran patted the other party's shoulder and walked with him to the camp on the south side of the island.

Two years have passed, and the place has completely transformed into its original appearance. The only thing that allowed them to confirm that they had found the right location was the bonfire platform that Wei Ran had circled with stones, and the star not far away. Lush jasmine flowers.

"I'm here to clean up the camp. Do you remember the location of their graves?" As Hawks spoke, he was already waving the shovel in his hand and uprooting the bushes that were growing wantonly around him.

"Remember" Wei Ran paused, "Do you want to take them away?"

Hearing this, Hawkes stopped what he was doing, was silent for a moment and then shook his head, "Let them stay here. Just like the chief said, let him sink with the Johnston. And ..."

"What?"

"I think their families can't bear the second blow."

Hawks sighed, "I went to find their family secretly. Moose's mother is dead. She was shot and killed by a white police officer. It seemed that she accidentally walked into a bathroom that was only open to white people.

Sterling's wife seems to be ready to start a new life. The chief's wife is raising their two sons very strongly.

Victor, let’s not break the current calm. After all, the big chief is three-quarters of Indian blood. I’m not sure if taking him back will produce better results.”

"This is not something a 20-year-old sailor can say," Wei Ran said, finally walking towards the grave not far away.

"What happened here two years ago is not like what an 18-year-old boy should experience, right? But those are indeed the suggestions my father gave me."

Hawkes continued to immerse himself in clearing the weeds and dead branches, "He is waiting for me on the main island of Palau now. Victor, after we go back, we can find a place to have a drink. We also brought it specially for you.

Maple syrup that we make ourselves.”

"If only we had maple syrup"

Wei Ran sighed secretly and stopped next to a tropical tree whose trunk was full of healing marks.

The traces on the tree were left behind when he chopped them with an engineer shovel. Around here, you can even vaguely see the waterproof embankment he built with stones to prevent the cemetery from being flooded.

Wielding a shovel, Wei Ran cleared away the weeds and shrubs here. After carefully cleaning the area, Wei Ran took off the American kettle filled with hot cocoa from his waist and gently placed it on the fine white sand in the center of the cemetery.

After looking around, Wei Ran used a shovel to leave some marks on the trunk of the tree, and then turned around and returned to the camp.

After a while, Hawkes also cleaned up the camp. At this time, he was picking up the black seeds scattered around the jasmine plant. Next to him, there was also a 127mm naval gun shell shell. On the shell shell

, and also engraved with those English words that Wei Ran was extremely familiar with.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Wei Ran paused and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to plant these seeds in the cannon shells I brought to see if they can grow."

Hawkes pointed to the campfire not far away without looking back, "dig out those things."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately dug out the stones around the bonfire platform with a shovel, and then dug out the dry fine sand.

It didn't take long for him to find a tattered body armor under the sand.

Pulling out the body armor, he then pulled out a red rubber bag from underneath.

Even without untying the tightly wound paracord, he could tell that this was the sea anchor bag originally on the life raft, and under the sea anchor bag, there were two American-style steel helmets stacked.

Without any signal from Hawkes, Wei Ran took out his gravity knife and cut the rope, then opened the tightly sealed anchor bag.
To be continued...