262 Microcomputer Island-SOS
It wasn't until I had regained some calm by the beach that I gasped and opened my eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The original face was red, but now it has recovered a little.
The excitement just now gradually died down.
It was noon one day on the forty-fifth day.
The sun swirled on it, emitting sunlight and spilling down.
The mood is calm at the moment, even calm enough to hear the heartbeat.
Woo woo...
It was the sound of a frisbee ship approaching a dock in the shallow water, and I thought that this strange thing would make a special sound.
Maybe it's just a modified ship, like the converted UFO jeep that I encountered in the coconut grove on the first day I landed on the island.
The sun is constantly spinning in the blue sky, and above you are clouds as white as cotton candy.
I was quiet, I was finally able to catch my breath, and my mood was extraordinarily relaxed.
At this point I stood up, patted the sand on my body, and thought that the UFO boat would dock to the shore and that I would be rescued as long as I waited by the shore.
But at this time, the flying saucer ship in front of him, which was already relatively close, was heading in the direction of the desert island.
At this time, my blood was gushing again, and I was so anxious that I jumped to my feet.
I thought to myself that once I was rescued, I could take with me a few people on the island who needed to be rescued, and bring the gold hidden in the cement house, including fossils, which was at least more than 10 million assets, and then return to the mainland, at least I could live a nourishing and peaceful life.
But that's just the basics, because of everything and my 45 days of legendary experience on both islands.
Whether it is making movies, writing biographies, or live broadcasts, participating in reality shows, etc., you can earn a lot of money, not to mention tens of millions, these are relatively low expectations, if the expectations are strong enough, maybe this legendary deed will be popular all over the world.
Although it is only a survival experience, these places are worth researching, and they are not like ordinary wilderness survival sites.
But now, if I hadn't been rescued by the fleet and left here, I'm afraid I'd have been on this island for a long time, poor creature.
The flowers were gently blown by the wind, and the fragrance of the flowers wafted in the air, I didn't smell the flowers, but the flying saucer boat in front of me was like a beautiful flower, and I could smell its fragrance from a distance.
Because the people on the UFO boat didn't seem to notice me, but were observing the direction of the desert island, I thought it was probably heading in the direction of the desert island.
And for what purpose, I don't know.
But seeing that the direction was off the island, I shouted loudly for a moment, raised my hands above my head, and swayed crosswise, magnifying my movements as much as I could, so that the skeet boat would notice me.
Hey, hey, ah, stop, help me, there's someone here, hey, hey.
I was almost screaming, expecting to be noticed.
I even took the UFO ship in front of me as an olive branch, and stretched out an extremely long hand, but it seemed that I could never reach out or touch it, and the ship continued to deviate from the course.
At this time, I was like the ugly duckling in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, the white swans flew away, leaving me alone, and I wanted to grow wings, but I had no luck trying.
I almost burst into tears, crying like a three-year-old, like a child who has lost his mother's arms.
Woo woo, don't go, don't go.
Don't go, hey.
At this point, I put my hands to my lips, as if I were holding a custom megaphone in the middle of the crowd.
Hey, hey, wait, wait, wait,
Stop, STOP.
STOP…
At this time I began to use English, and I don't think there was anyone on the ship who could understand me.
But in fact, it was not, the hoarse shouting and hoarse throat of the flying saucer ship still had no intention of stopping, and it seemed to be getting farther and farther away.
I was so anxious that I cried, and it was useless to call Hundred, who was resting in the bedroom of the cement house.
But at this point, I realized that the shotgun I was carrying on my back seemed to work, and I was thrilled to think about it.
Immediately pick up the shotgun and fire it in the direction of the UFO ship.
Bang.
Continue to pull the trigger to fire.
Bang, bang, bang.
I've almost run out of bullets in this magazine.
And that's what I did the other day when I was spinning the woods.
After I was separated from the hundred, I used a shotgun to put a lot of guns in the sky, and used them as signal flares, which was a way to assemble or indicate the location and signal, although it didn't work out at that time, maybe it was also because the rotating woods were a bit difficult to walk, a little winding, and easy to get lost.
In short, I don't spare the bullets at this time, because this is almost a fate-changing thing.
My face flushed, and my heart continued to pound wildly, I needed to be rescued, and I had been on the island long enough.
And after several shots in succession, the faint smoke of the gun was blown away by the sea breeze in the air.
But the loud sound of gunfire, which could travel farther through the air, was noticed by the flying saucer ship.
The deck railing of the flying saucer ship seemed to be starting to stand out with a beautiful woman in a navy uniform, because the distance was not particularly far, and it was still possible to get a rough idea by squinting.
The beautiful woman in the navy uniform held a white milk-white telescope in her white gloves and looked towards the island.
At this point, I stopped firing my gun, because I might be judged to be an attacker, and I was mistaken for an unfriendly person on the skeet boat.
Anyway, I used the safest way to do it, which was to jump, shout, raise my hands and wave them, and scream loudly.
And put down the shotgun and threw it on the beach to prove that I was a safe person, and not just that.
I also picked up a rock on the beach and wrote three letters on the large sandy beach.
SOS。
International distress signals, available worldwide.
Each letter is several times larger than my body, and it is clearly illegible.
In short, while waiting to be rescued, especially when trapped on the island.
It is best to wear bright and easy-to-find clothes, which will increase the chance of being found and increase the probability of being rescued.
Another point is not to wear clothes similar to camouflage uniforms, because this kind of clothing is used for camouflage, concealment.
It is also extremely useful to write several very large distress signals on a large area of sand, and in front of a prominent beach.
It is easier to wait and be found by a helicopter or boat and rescued.
Helicopters, reconnaissance planes, and the possibility of passing through these islands may not be very large, but the passing ships and the like may be larger.
But now that I finally came across a ship that passed by like this, there was a great hope of being rescued.
And the navy-uniformed beauty with a telescope on the deck of the giant flying saucer ship also seems to have discovered the source of the flare gun.
Then detect the letters of the distress signal on the beach of this island, or wave my arms and shout at me.
And the navy uniform beauty on the deck of the flying saucer ship left the deck railing at this time and seemed to walk into the cabin.
Soon after, the ship whistled.
Woooooooo
The UFO ship slowly turned around from the desert island's course, slowly sailing from the distant sea towards the shallow waters of the island.
At this time, I realized that I was really going to be rescued, and I was so happy that my heart was pounding violently, is this true?
It's been forty-five days, and you're really going to be rescued?
At this time, the sky seems to feel bluer, the white clouds are becoming more pure white, and the flowers are more fragrant.
Although there is no smell of flowers around, the ship in front of me is like a flower, blooming with a strong fragrance.