"Head, where are we going to slaughter these crocodiles?" Tom asked.

"It's right here," Jason looked at the location in the audience area, setting the slaughter location near the entrance, "find a few good players, move faster." ”

"I can help with slaughter," Thompson said to Jason, "and my dad and I learned a lot when we went out hunting in my hometown in Texas. ”

"Do you still have the strength?" Jason looked at Thompson, who was covered in muddy water, "Why don't you go and eat something on the fire first?" ”

"The thought of being able to eat these guys' flesh in a while fills me with energy," Thompson looked excited, because of Hill's relationship, he was unwilling to show weakness in front of Jason, "No problem, Major." ”

"Thank you," Jason patted his arm.

"Cowboy, I think you need this," Tom handed over a sharp military dagger, "let's work hard, you see they all look like they're not in a hurry." ”

"Rodriguez, help us get some iron picks, please buddy." Tom shouted to one of the soldiers, "You packed these things when you set off before, you should know where to put them." ”

"Okay," Rodriguez agreed, getting up and running towards the rain.

"Tom, let's hang them up first," Thompson brought some rope and tied one end to the crocodile's head, and threw the other end off the beam, and tied it tightly to the post, "like this, you see. ”

The crocodile was hoisted up and hung straight in front of them. Thompson slowly swirled his dagger around the crocodile's neck, slicing through their skin with some difficulty. These crocodiles are not very old, and adult American crocodiles are generally more than 10 feet long.

The crocodile skin was sliced open by a knife, and Thompson slowly ripped it off along the seat of his neck, and he saw the pink flesh peeking out from the opening.

"It looks like pork," Tom touched the crocodile's flesh, "even the fat looks like it." ”

"When you say that, I think it's a little like that." "Crocodile skins are a great material for luxury goods, but I don't think anyone here wants to keep them." ”

"Hey, look at your movements so skillfully, have you ever slaughtered a crocodile before?" Tom looked at Thompson with admiration, "Look at your movements, it makes me think you used to be a chef." ”

"I've slaughtered a lot of animals before," Thompson didn't look up, his attention still focused on the blade, the dagger in his hand slicing rapidly through the crocodile's body, and some white fat tossed aside by him. He had cut off most of the crocodile skin, and unlike the blue-brown scales on the outside, the crocodile skin was white on the inside and covered with a light layer of fat.

"You want a stick," Rodriguez walked over with a large bag of things and placed it aside.

The other three crocodiles were also hoisted, and Tom and the others began to dismember the crocodiles, following Thompson's example, and the others began to gather around to watch their slaughter.

"You can help put the meat on these iron skewers," said Tom, "and then put some oil on them and sprinkle some spices on them, so that they can be roasted on the fire." ”

The skin of the crocodiles was peeled off, and their bodies suddenly looked smaller, and the flesh inside was cut into small pieces and then skewered together.

Someone went to bring the oil and seasonings, and everyone worked together, and the efficiency improved a lot.

The dressed skewers are placed on clean plastic mats, and Hill and Kim join in helping. They skewered the meat on the skewers and sprinkled the seasoning evenly on top.

"Are these salt, pepper and cumin? It smells so good. Ciel grabbed some spices and sniffed them in his palm.

"That's right," said King, "I've never eaten crocodile meat, so I don't know what it tastes like." ”

"The taste is definitely not going to be lost to these military rations," Hill whispered to Kim, "Actually, I'm almost tired of eating these things at the base." ”

The skewers were taken and placed on the fire, the oil on them began to sizzle, and the enticing aroma spread through the audience area.

"Dude, I can't help it," Tom finally finished cutting the crocodile meat in front of him, he dropped the knife, ran over and picked up a skewer of charred meat and nibbled on it, "God, it tastes so good." ”

"Whew," Tom said as he ate the skewers, blowing incessantly, the oil on the freshly grilled skewers was so hot that his mouth was burned a few times.

The kebab was handed out to everyone, and Ciel took a handful, and she walked over to Dr. Mario and them with Kim.

"Doctor, you have a taste," Hill handed the meat skewers to Dr. Mario and the others, and each member of the research team was given a few skewers.

"It tastes good," Dr. Martin complimented, the oil from the skewers on her lips, and she stuck out her tongue to lick it as she continued to taste the flavor in her hands.

"If I had marinated it in advance, I believe it would have tasted even better," Dr. Mario said with a smile, "I'm too old to eat too much of these heavy things." ”

As he spoke, he divided the meat skewers in his hand into the hands of Ciel and Kim, "Girls, you have worked hard, eat a little yourself." ”

"Okay," Ciel took the skewer and began to eat. This should be the first barbecue she has eaten since the outbreak of mutation, and the various spices and the tender taste of crocodile meat continue to stimulate her taste buds. Although there are a lot of things in the stomach, the delicious barbecue is in front of him, and Hill is not willing to live up.

The audience area was filled with the smell of barbecue, and most people were feasting. After eating something, Sigourney hurried back to take care of Jennifer, helping the purser replace the ice pack that was no longer cold and placing a new one on her forehead.

Jennifer had taken cold medicine and was now asleep, her forehead still hot and her lips a little dry.

Sigourney wiped her lips with a clean towel dipped in some water, letting it moisten a little.

Jennifer's face was a little sickly flushed, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and she seemed to be very uncomfortable.

"Sigourn," Christine walked over, she took the towel from Sigourney's hand, "You've worked hard, go get something to eat." ”

"I've already eaten, thank you, Christine," Sigourney shook her head, her eyes falling on Jennifer's face, her heart full of worry.

"Good girl, I see that you have been busy from noon until now, and you have only eaten a little in between," said Christine, "and what if Lady Jennifer does not get better, and you fall ill again?" ”

"Go ahead, I'll take care of it here," Christine nudged Sigoney's arm.

"Okay, then please," Sigourney nodded, "I'll come over when I'm done." ”

"Is Jennifer better?" Matt walked over and asked Christine, "Where's Sigourney?" I saw that she seemed to be here too. ”

"I've told her to get something to eat, Mr. Captain," Christine said, "and the purser is still not getting better, and I think she may need infusion." ”

"There's a lack of infusion equipment here," Matt sighed, "I don't know if there's a hospital in Everglades Park, and we can only find it in the hospital." ”

"The nearest hospital here should be Homestead in Florida City," Christine said after a moment's thought, "why don't you go and talk to Major Jason?" ”

"Let's toast cowboys," a group of soldiers gathered around the fire, excitedly eating barbecue and drinking beer. Tom stood up, holding up the beer in his hand, and proposed, "The cowboy helped a lot in the crocodile hunt, and we saw how skillful he was in the slaughter." To be honest, he's really great, very much like me ten years ago. ”

"Haha, cowboy," the crowd erupted in laughter, and everyone held up their beers and gestured to Thompson.

"Thank you," Thompson said happily, quickly standing up in response, "My life was saved by you on Route 106, and I always want to thank you for giving me this opportunity until today." ”

"I feel guilty and uneasy about the very little help I can give to people at the base," Thompson said excitedly, "and hopefully I can contribute more to our team in the coming days." ”

"Good," Jason walked over, Thompson's words had given him a new understanding of this young man from Texas.

"Thank you, Major," Thompson touched Jason with the canned beer, and both of them took a sip, "if these beers were ice, it would be perfect." ”

"Major," Matt walked over, "take a step to speak, is it convenient?" ”

"Of course, is it related to Jennifer?" Jason asked.

The two of them walked to the side of the eaves, and Matt looked at the rain curtain outside, and found that the heavy rain did not appear to stop at all.

"Jennifer's condition is still not improving," Matt said straight to the point, "and my man judged that she needed infusion therapy. ”

"But we don't have any equipment to administer infusions except for some temporary medicines," Jason said, "and this rainstorm is going to delay our trip, and I'm worried about the purser's wife right now." ”

"Can't afford to delay here any longer, Major," said Matt earnestly, "as long as you nod your head, there are more ways than difficulties." ”

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Matt," Jason had a puzzled look on his face, he didn't know what Matt meant by "as long as he nodded".

"We can find a hospital, and it's nearby," Matt said, "less than four miles (about six kilometers) from our location." ”

"Where?" Jason asked, feeling that he could try to go there.

"Homestead, just north of us."