Chapter 664: Landing on the Island

In the Pacific Ocean, Posen Island hangs alone above the sea, and the pitch-black primeval forest looks like a hideous monster.

A huge cargo ship, near the base of an iron pillar-like peak, was a small dock, deserted with only a few sentry posts.

A group of American soldiers in camouflage, guns in hand, watched the cargo ship slowly sailing into the port.

"Toot!" the loud whistle resounded throughout the sponge, and the cargo ship gradually approached the dock, and a group of soldiers with guns climbed up the moving staircase and walked to the deck.

"All the people, with their hands behind their heads, waited to be examined. A soldier leader said to the crew on deck.

All the crew members raised their hands in tacit agreement. Although supplies are sent here every week, they have to be routinely inspected once a week, and these people are used to it.

Ye Cuo and the other four people were mixed in the corners of the crowd, and at this time, their faces had already made up the appearance of the previous crew. This makeup is made by butterflies using the camouflage technique of blood killing, and everyone's face is covered with a layer of fake face like real human skin.

In the pupils, they are wearing blue or taupe contact lenses, disguised as European and American sailors.

Ye Cuo and Yan Xie's clothes were stuffed with fake muscles to make their bodies as strong as those European and American sailors.

Teng Wuxian is tall and doesn't need much makeup, but he is the only one of the four who can't ventriloquist and can't imitate other people's voices.

The leader of the army, all the way to Teng Wuxian's face, took the photo sheet in his hand, and looked at Teng Wuxian a few more times, Teng Wuxian's psychological quality was good, and he looked at him very indifferently.

The officer seemed to be very upset because of Teng Wuxian's eye contact with him, stretched out his foot and kicked Teng Wuxian, and cursed in his mouth: "Fake! Close your damn eyes! You fucking say your name, I'm going to put your head under your ass!"

Teng Wuxian had no choice but to bow his head, and the officer stared at him and said, "Say your name, you damn idiot!"

The captain next to him hurriedly stood up and said, "Sir, he has been sick for the past few days, his throat and eyes are broken, and he can't speak." ”

The soldier commander circled around Teng Wuxian a few times with a hint of suspicion, and Ye Cuo saw that Teng Wuxian silently clenched his fists, looking very unhappy.

At this moment, a soldier led a military dog over, and the military dog sniffed wildly at Teng Wuxian, and immediately grinned and barked wildly.

The soldier's eyes tightened, and he pointed at Teng Wuxian: "Arrest him for me!"

Teng Wuxian frowned, and was about to make a move, when the butterfly stretched out a little finger here and gently popped out a little powder. The powder drifted into the dog's mouth, and the dog, like madness, immediately lunged at the soldier commander and bit him on the arm.

"Ahh

The soldier who was holding the military dog also hurriedly pulled the rope, but the military dog seemed to be crazy, biting the arm of the soldier commander, and a few bites made the whole arm dripping with blood.

For a moment, there was a great chaos in the cabin, and finally the commander of the soldier drew his sword at his waist and stabbed the mad military dog to death with a sword, and the crowd quieted down.

"Oh, Fake!" the soldier commander, looking at his right arm, a large part of the muscles were torn, he was covered with cold sweat, shook his body twice, and said to the soldier holding the military dog: "You damn bastard, I think you miss the kiss of the shark in the sea!"

After speaking, holding his bloody arm, with the support of everyone, he hurriedly walked off the deck.

The soldier who led the military dog, at this time, also looked at the dead military dog on the ground, silently wiped his tears, picked up the corpse of the military dog, and walked off the gangplank in despair.

The captain let out a sigh of relief at this time, and said to Ye Cuo, "You hurry up and carry your things and follow the workers to pretend to transport goods to the small town on the island.

Here's a map of the island, and you're holding it.

Remember, when we get out of here later, there will still be soldiers coming to count us, so you only have three hours. In three hours, back on the ship, I can leave safely with you.

Once that time has passed, you will be found and counted by the soldiers.

Then they will know that you have stayed on the island, and they will mobilize the whole island to capture you.

At that time, I will just drive away in the boat, and your life has nothing to do with me. ”

Ye Cuo took the map, nodded, and Teng Wu injured the four people, one of whom carried a huge box to the transport truck on the dock.

The train follows a narrow path towards the only small town on Posen Island.

On the side of the road, there are dense forests.

Because the location of Posen Island is relatively northern, it belongs to the northern cold zone. So the island is full of hardy coniferous forests, the damp ground is covered with green moss, and the dry branches are full of sharp-looking fine needles.

The top of the mountain range in the distance, snow-capped, reflects the sun's rays.

After more than ten minutes of driving, a small town gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The car drove to a turn, and a worker on the car glanced at Ye Cuo and silently opened the back door of the car.

Ye Cuo and the other four people hugged the alley and jumped out of the car directly.

The movements of the four people were as agile as a fawn, and after landing, they rolled over and entered the dense coniferous forest on the side of the road, and disappeared silently.

The door of the van closed quickly again, and five seconds later, a military vehicle drove behind the curve, full of heavily armed American GIs.

In the taiga, Ye Cuo and the four of them quickly opened the box, which was a set of military camouflage uniforms like the soldiers just now, several complete sets of communication equipment, several time bombs, and four submachine guns, more than a dozen full magazines, as well as a few pistols, and more than two dozen grenades.

The four of them quickly took off the seafarer's overalls on their bodies, changed into camouflage uniforms, allocated weapons, bullets and grenades, adjusted the communication equipment, and made an OK gesture towards Ye Cuo.

The trees are so dense that they are almost impossible to settle on, and the ground is full of fermented ferments from the decay of the leaves that have fallen all year round, making it very difficult to move inside.

But Ye Cuo nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the four of them were like cheetahs, deftly disappearing into the vast primeval forest.