Chapter 997 of the Notes of a War Photographer: The Emerald on the Necklace The night after the moose's death, a heavy rain filled everyone's water bottles, prompting Hawks and the young pilot to work together to tie the moose to the

The insulation barrels on the rafters were carried back to the transport boat.

As quickly as possible, he put the weapons originally placed in the thermal buckets into the sailor's bag. Just as Wei Yan was busy hanging them on the simple mast made of paddles, behind him, the young Japanese pilot

He and Hawkes were standing on both sides of the thermal insulation bucket in the rain, using clean helmet shells to scoop the rainwater accumulated on the front and rear awnings into the half-filled thermal insulation bucket.

In the barrel.

In the umbrella awning at the stern of the ship, which was tightened by paracords and oars, the two captains, Evans and Sterling, each held a helmet liner and weakly scooped out the rainwater accumulated in the cabin.

At the bow of the ship, Akira the Devil is also doing the same job with its flight hat.

After tying up the canvas bag filled with weapons, Wei Ran alone dragged the three obstructive body armors in the cabin to the life raft with ropes, using the excuse that he was worried that the moose carcass would be thrown out by the waves, so as to prevent the awning of the life raft from being damaged.

The rain crushed these two excuses, so I forced my weak body to hold on to the rafters and swam with difficulty and climbed into the life raft.

Under the cover of darkness, he first filled the three oil drums with cold, fresh rainwater as quickly as possible, then put the three body armors on the moose one after another, and carefully tied them tightly with paracord.

He sat down against the moose carcass and rested for a while. Wei Ran, whose eyes were dark with hunger, drank a few big mouthfuls of rain water. Then he took out the British army's water bottle and scooped out a large lump of grease and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he hugged the rafter.

He held on and swam back.

In just one round of effort, the thermal bucket under the mast was filled, and the two Hawkes returned to the awnings at the bow and stern of the ship.

After smelling the smell of tobacco coming from the awnings on both sides, Wei Ran was about to say something when Akira turned on the flashlight with a hoarse exclamation and pointed the dim beam at the bottom of the traffic boat.

The damage was patched up with wooden boards and basketball leather!

Wei Ran subconsciously followed the beam and looked over, but Wei Ran felt a chill in his heart. The hole that Hawkes had repaired was now like a spring, surging into the cabin with sea water that could kill everyone!

Almost subconsciously, he, Hawks, and the two captains behind him began to look for the shell casing that was placed somewhere unknown, while Akira, who was closer to the damaged spot, jumped in without even thinking about it.

Hiding in the hole at the bottom of the cabin, he panicked and shouted something in Japanese that no one could understand. qqxsnew

Soon, the young pilot also reacted, picked up the helmet he had just thrown away, and desperately scooped water out of the cabin!

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already pulled out the shell casing from under a pile of umbrella cloth and handed it to Hawkes. The latter took the shell casing and immediately ran over, pushed Akira away, and used the shell casing familiarly.

Stopped the damage.

While Wei Ran was shouting, he had already cut the parachute rope binding the thermos bucket with a gravity knife.

Soon, the young pilot, Sterling and Captain Evans all came over, and they all worked together to lift the thermos bucket filled with fresh water and move it to the damaged area, using the thermos bucket filled with water to hold it down.

The shell casing was pressed into the damaged area.

Hawks shouted hoarsely,

Captain Evans immediately thought of a way, "There is a screw rod on the engine that is long enough! Use the screw rod and the helmet lining!"

Sterling added, "The survival bag is waterproof!

As Hawks said this, he turned around and ran to the edge of the mast. As quickly as possible, he took off the canvas sailor bag that had been hung up not long ago. He took out the Indian ax and the machete and gave them to the young man.

pilot.

While the two of them were using paddles to make gaskets to plug the holes, Wei Yan also ran to the stern of the ship with Sterling, using the simple tools that came with the transport boat to disassemble anything that looked usable.

At the bow of the ship, Captain Evans and Akira also picked up

The helmets were used to scoop out the seawater that poured into the cabin. Under the threat of death, the excessive secretion of adrenaline successfully made everyone on the Johnston transport boat forget the weakness and exhaustion caused by hunger.

, everyone gritted their teeth and was busy with the work assigned to them.

Soon, a thirty-centimeter-long piece of wood pulp was chopped off, and holes as thick as two fingers were drilled into it.

Immediately afterwards, a waterproof survival bag with holes also punched in, as well as fragments of the helmet lining chopped into pieces and punched with holes, and an American lunch box were also thrown over.

After preparing these materials, Hawks and the young Japanese pilot didn't stop at all. They immediately began to compare the holes in the board and use the tip of the knife to punch holes around the holes filled with shell shells.

Just as they dug two small holes with their front and rear legs, in the splashing water, the stern engine also fell into the cold sea. Wei Ran and Sterling also each held two screws as long as cigarettes and a few

The removed metal gasket stumbled over.

Hawks said, already putting on the ventilation tool he had modified from a gas mask.

Before the young Japanese pilot finished speaking, he had already dropped the sailor knife he was using to punch holes. He took a screw rod from Sterling's hand, put a metal gasket on it, and then padded it.

A piece of helmet lining and a piece of waterproof canvas folded in half.

Almost at the front and back, Hawks also took a screw from Wei Ran's hand, and at the same time let Evans and Akira help each of them with a parachute rope around their waists.

The two men jumped into the water in no particular order, and inserted the screw rods from underwater through the holes they drilled with their own hands on both sides of the shell.

Not daring to waste any time, Weiyan and Sterling immediately threaded the waterproof canvas, the piece of wood, and the same eye-catching American lunch box on the screw rod to cover the bottom shell shell blocking the hole.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Finally, they installed a helmet gasket and a metal gasket and screwed on the screws. Evans immediately began to hit the side of the boat with his helmet, and Akira also moved towards the water.

He shook the flashlight wildly while pulling on the two tight parachute ropes in his hands.

The young Japanese pilot emerged from the water first, panting heavily while shaking the bellows used by Hawks for ventilation.

"Here!" Evans immediately threw away his helmet, picked up a simple wrench from Wei Ran's side and handed it to him.

After taking the wrench, it immediately handed the bellows in its hand to Akira, while it dived into the bottom of the boat again and handed the wrench to Hawks. Then it emerged from the water again and rolled into the boat with difficulty.

, collapsed in the water that almost submerged his ears, panting heavily while picking up his helmet to help scoop out the sea water.

With the help of Hawks underwater, Wei Yan and Sterling tightened the two crucial screws as quickly as possible.

Akira yelled hoarsely. After hearing this, Wei Ran, the two captains, and even the young pilot immediately dropped what they were holding, grabbed the tight parachute rope, and worked together to pull the outstretched Hawks.

He was dragged up.

"Is it blocked...is it blocked?" Hawks took off the gas mask with the help of Wei Ran and asked with a heavy breath.

Wei Ran responded in a hoarse voice. After hearing this, Hawks immediately breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed and lay down on his back in the water-filled traffic boat.

With a strong effort, everyone worked together to scoop out all the ankle-deep water in the cabin, then hung the canvas bag containing weapons on the mast, and then they sat down with black eyes.

Hawks murmured to himself and asked, "I just thought I was back in the Hall's kitchen again. I saw Brut had just fried steak and William had baked bread. They even gave it to me specially.

I got a steel cup of ice cream and invited me to eat it secretly in the laundry room. If that damn rope hadn't pulled me back, I would have eaten that cup of ice cream."

In the pouring rain, Wei Ran and the two captains stood in unison.

I swallowed, but no one dared to take up this greedy stomachache topic.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran wrapped the canvas tightly around his body, took out the British kettle filled with grease under cover, unscrewed the lid in the dark, then took off the American kettle from his waist, unscrewed it, and filled it with the rainwater he had received not long ago.

Got in.

After tightening the lid and shaking it vigorously, Wei Ran took out a steel cup, poured out all the rainwater mixed with grease, and handed it to Evans in the night.

Wei Ran didn't give Evans a chance to ask, and forced the steel cup into his hand, then poured half a bottle of water into the British kettle again and shook it vigorously.

Wei Ran said as he unscrewed the lid.

Sterling took out his steel cup tremblingly and asked in a low voice.

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already poured half a pot of the newly prepared oil-water mixture into the other party's steel cup.

Evans asked in surprise as he drank the oily water in the cup.

Wei Ran said, took the other party's kettle, poured half a kettle of water into the British kettle filled with grease, and after shaking it violently, poured it into a steel cup and handed it to Hawkes.

Hawks asked shivering while wiping the remaining grease in the cup with his fingers.

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he didn't give any explanation. He just secretly put away the British army's water bottles that were about to be emptied, and then completely wrapped himself in umbrella cloth.

After a difficult fight with hunger, Wei Ran finally fell asleep, dreaming about the New Year's Eve dinner at his grandma's house, dreaming about his best braised pork, and dreaming about being with the girls in the sugar maple forest.

The moose offal skewers are delicious.

Just when Wei Ran was about to bite into that thick piece of charcoal-grilled deer steak, a clear sound of falling into the water woke him up from his sleep.

Wei Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the fiery morning sun beside him and the sleeping people around him. Wei Ran habitually took out his camera bag and prepared to complete his daily candid photography work.

However, just as he took out his camera, he suddenly saw that the captive Akira was holding the sailor's knife that belonged to Hawkes and was holding on to the rafter between the two boats towards the life raft.

Moving little by little!

Pressing the shutter on Akira's back as quickly as possible, after putting away the camera this time, Wei Ran finally took out the small ppk pistol that he had never used before from the camera bag!

Using the umbrella cloth covering his body to hide his camera bag, he held on to the simple mast, picked up the Indian pipe ax, and stood up unsteadily.

Seeing that Akira was about to touch the life raft, Wei Yan used an ax to knock the lid of the thermos bucket hard.

Amidst the crisp knocking sound, Akira, who was about to touch the life raft, trembled and lay down on the rafter again. He bit his sailor knife and turned his head over with a look of horror.

He knocked the lid of the thermos barrel under the mast again with the axe, and Wei Ran asked in a hoarse voice,

Wei Ran reminded with a cold face.

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already pointed an ax at the young pilot who looked stunned at the bow of the ship, "Who will eat him? By you and your companions?"

Akira explained in a panic,

Wei Ran glanced at Hawkes, who had already picked up the machete, and Sterling, who was ready to take down the bag of weapons hanging on the mast at any time. He looked away and continued, "How about I help you kill this young man?"

How about it? He's much fresher than a moose."

Akira took a deep breath, held on to the rafters with difficulty, and moved back bit by bit.
To be continued...