The three people driving the boat were Zhao Xin, Wang Yuanfang and Zhao Liang.
Of course Zhao Xin didn't know how to drive a patrol boat. 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 we were still a hundred meters away from the beach, the refugees on the shore still showed no reaction. The victims, who were driven for several miles by the officials, staggered and leaned on their families, waiting for death to come.
"Nah! Zombies!" Although Wang Yuanfang and Zhao Liang were not on the same boat, they shouted out in unison. Not to mention real zombies, they have never seen real hungry people, but they have seen a lot of them in movies. The apocalyptic scene in front of them greatly impacted the psychology of the two people.
The sea was very calm at the moment, 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 big bag in his hand filled with steamed buns that had been steamed on the boat. However, each steamed bun is not made in a big size, only one or two.
"It's time to eat!" 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 cares whether the boat comes or not, but as soon as the aroma of food wafts up, these refugees immediately look like zombies in the movie, and they hurl around them.
"One for each person, everyone has it, no grabbing!" Zhao Xin shouted while passing the steamed buns; Wang Yuanfang and another island sailor, each carrying a big bag, also began to distribute the buns.
"Sir, I'm hungry!"
"Sir, please do me a favor and give me some more!"
"Please, sir, give me more, the child hasn't eaten for two days!"
When Zhao Xin heard this, he couldn't give more. In the current state of this group of refugees, if you give them ten big steamed buns of 20 pieces each, they can swallow them in the blink of an eye. But if you drink some water after eating, you will definitely die.
"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!"
Zhao Xin saw Sheng Haizhou and others coming over, and then shouted loudly to the refugees around him.
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 started to disperse those people while shouting. One family at a time arranged to board the ship.
The old rule is that there are five people in a Zodiac boat, and ten people are arranged at a time. But this time it was obviously much faster. The assault boat made several trips back and forth, and the patrol boat was filled with hundreds of people.
On the patrol boat, Zhao Liang and the five island nation sailors all held weapons and stared at the people sitting in the cabin. You must not be polite in this situation. As long as you show the slightest hint of weakness, something might happen. These people have gained some strength after just eating a little bit of food, so they must not 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 watched these people stop and move, feeling very anxious. There were still thousands of people waiting for him behind.
At this time, a group of sailors from the island country suddenly shouted from the deck: "Come up here, 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 a strong crossbow, and rushed forward. Zhao Liang was stunned when he saw it. He was so hungry!
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 immediately became agitated and rushed to the gangway. Several sailors from the island country held up their scabbards and beat people while shouting: "Line up! Line up! 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. After they threw the bags into the cabin, Zhao Liang gestured at them with his thumb, and then motioned for them to untie the cables, and then the patrol boat turned around and headed towards the shore.
Zhao Xin and others on the shore had already finished handing out steamed buns in the bags they were holding, but a group of refugees were still rushing toward them crazily. Sheng Haizhou and others picked up their scabbards and beat them continuously, scattering one group and then rushing up to another group.
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 were frightened and retreated, kneeling on the ground.
Wang Yuanfang and Sheng Haizhou took a look and pulled out pistols from their waists, while Lu Shoushan pulled out a smooth knife from his waist.
"Wait! Call whoever you want to get the food! Then get on the boat!"
Zhao Xin roared and turned to look at the sea. Zhao Liang was coming to the shore.
The sound of 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 face clearly because of the darkness, but now he finally saw it clearly.
I saw that this man was more than 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 firecracker? Why is it so short? Looking at Sheng Haizhou and others, they also have a lot of hands.
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 fine of one tael afterward!"
Katayama's subordinates still have money to take after listening to it?
I am so happy today!
So without waiting for Katayama's instructions, several people waved their hands and started to suppress the refugees on the beach with joy.
Zhao Xin let out 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, everyone was exhausted, and only a small part of the refugees on the beach were sent away.
Before leaving, Zhao Xin took out a few small fines of one tael and asked Sheng Haizhou to hand them over to Katayama's men. And asked those people to tell the waiting refugees to wait peacefully and that they 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. There was so much fuss this afternoon that it was difficult not to notice.
The good ones don’t work, the bad ones work.
When Kanbei Katayama led a few of his men to the main road and walked into the town, they had just reached the gate of the gate when fire suddenly flashed around them. More than a dozen feudal lords tied their sleeves with ruffles, tied headbands on their foreheads, or Holding spears or bows and arrows, they surrounded several of them from all sides.
(Don’t be fooled by the sword and halberd piece. 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 slashing 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 spear in his hand, 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 lords stepped forward and without any explanation took the katana from Katayama's hand and the wakizashi from his waist, and then took the juju from the waists of his subordinates. Although Katayama said there was no need to tie him up, several samurai still took out ropes and tied up Katayama and his five subordinates.
Several spears were pointed at Katayama Kanbei's back, and he was escorted all the way back to the official hall of the town execution office.
"It's broken!" The last person was hiding in the grass. When he saw Katayama and the others and a group of feudal lords walking away, he quickly got up and ran to Katayama's home to report the news.
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Aboard the Thor.
After Zhao Xin and others returned to the ship, they were exhausted from cooking porridge and arranging a place for the refugees to sleep at night with dozens of sailors. Fortunately, some female refugees who had boarded the boat first and had enough to eat came over to help, and the others were able to spare their time and help Zhao Xin arrange accommodation for the refugees.
The more than a thousand people who boarded the ship first were arranged in the cargo hold below the deck. At this time, there were more people on the boat, snoring and farting, and the sounds of children crying one after another.
By the time 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 go to the beach to pick up people tomorrow morning; Zhao Xin hummed twice and agreed.
Early the next morning, Liu Sheng, Deng Fei, and Zhao Liang set out with several large bags of steamed buns that had been steamed overnight. When leaving the Thor, Zhao Xin was still sleeping soundly.
Zhao Liang continued to drive the patrol boat. For no other reason than this guy was already very skilled at driving.
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 shouted 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? Over."
"That's right. It's weird...it's over."
Everyone on the Thor was so exhausted yesterday that they were so tired that they dozed off during the night shift. As a result, no one paid attention to where the refugees on the shore went.
"The situation is not right! Zhao Liang, stop the boat and lower the anchor! Over." Liu Sheng keenly felt that something was wrong, and his sixth sense at this time 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 the back of the patrol boat to dock.
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 their bullets, and Liu Sheng first pointed the gun at the beach, then picked up the binoculars and looked across.
Only then did Liu Sheng realize that in the large patch of grass on the east side of the beach, which was as tall as a person, there were dense figures swaying, and the heads of several spears reflected a few rays of cold light in the early morning sunlight. He glanced around again and saw that behind a dozen big trees, there were several straw huts filled with island warriors holding weapons.
"Holy shit! I almost got ambushed!" Liu Sheng put down the telescope and pulled the gun bolt twice. When Deng Fei heard this, he quickly 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 a lot of Japanese ambush on the shore! What should I do? 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!"
