Old John shrugged: "Bill, you are the head, I listen to you, I still say the same, we have to find a shelter from the wind quickly!" ”

Bill thought for a moment, "I guess there must be something strange about this area, otherwise, why would those warships be cruising around this area?" Faintly sealed off this area? If it weren't for the sudden malfunction of the warship that was chasing us, and the fact that we were a wooden hull with a small reflection area on the radar, we would have been sunk and turned into pieces of wood on the bottom of the sea. Maybe there's some base here, or a big island for the big guys to live on, and we'll be safe if we find that island. I told the lads to raise all the sails and go full speed ahead! Either we'll die in the storm, or we'll find the island and survive. ”

Old John, who was holding the rudder, was taken aback: "If there really is such an island, the defense must be very tight, aren't we going to look for death?" The other side is a powerful force with warship escort! ”

Bill shrugged his shoulders: "It's all death anyway, and there is still a chance to live if you find the island." Old John, if we find a paradise island that has never been contaminated by bioviruses for the legendary and powerful to enjoy, then we have it - clean water, plenty of food, and pure-blooded old human beauties to enjoy even before we die. Haha, I can't wait, forward, Cape! ”

Old John smiled wryly, does the legendary paradise island really exist? I don't know how many survivors have told stories about Paradise Island, and of course, this is not a legend for nothing, in the New World. A limited number of dockyards are still in operation, and warships can occasionally be seen coming in and out for maintenance. In these days, warships are of little use against zombies, and people can't think of any need to keep them except to protect Paradise Island.

In the evening, the storm arrives as expected, and the Cape Sailboat, originally built by a group of sea sports enthusiasts in imitation of the Galen sailboat during the Great Voyage, and these sailing enthusiasts brought their families aboard the Cape at the beginning of the Bioapocalypse. Since then, he has become a wanderer on the ocean.

The Cape has engines for use in emergencies. But with the help of antique sails, they were able to sail freely on the seas without any modern power, and the survivors made their ships their homes, occasionally docking on uninhabited islands to replenish food and fresh water. Struggling to survive to the present.

Over the years. The electronics of the radar and navigation system on the Cape were damaged one by one. Even the sails and masts were damaged by the storm, but the crew was able to take care of themselves and repair the sails and masts using the wild hemp and trees on the island. Let the Cape become a ship that never stops. They are full of fear of biochemical viruses on the mainland, and try to avoid going to the mainland to look for supplies, and really need some urgently needed supplies, which are also exchanged through coastal fishermen.

A few days ago, the Cape entered an unfamiliar sea, far from the main shipping lanes of the whole ship's trade, and there were no military bases, so it was the safest. Unexpectedly, the Cape, which was fishing for fish, suddenly spotted a warship approaching at high speed.

That's right, a modern warship! High muzzles, huge ship-to-ship missile boxes placed diagonally! You know, due to the collapse of the old world caused by biochemical viruses, whether it is parts, combustion, or marine engineers, it is difficult to find parts, combustion, and engineering technicians, and it is even more difficult to keep a modern warship running than to build a survivor stronghold, and there are many areas that have returned to the era of wooden sailboats. The Cape didn't know why a warship that was extremely valuable in the last days would appear in this uninhabited sea, but it still hung up its sails and fled with all its might.

The warship seemed to want to capture the Cape, it had not fired its guns, but it was driven by the propeller, it could run much faster than the full sail of the Cape, seeing that the warship was getting closer and closer to the Cape, suddenly a roar sounded, and the warship that was moving at high speed suddenly stopped, and the sailors on the Cape saw the smoke rising from the warship, thinking that it was a sudden failure of the warship - this is very likely, lack of qualified spare parts, the engine can not be properly maintained, and the modern ship is prone to breakdowns - seize the time to turn to escape.

Unexpectedly, after escaping the pursuit of the warship, but encountering a huge storm, the sailors of the Cape were manipulating the sails on the deck, trying to make the bow of the ship face the direction of the waves - if the waves hit the hull, even if the keel of the Cape is a special alloy, it will not be able to withstand such a great force, and it will break like a toothpick.

The sailors of the Cape nimbly threaded between the tall masts and sails, adjusting the angle of each sail to use the force of the storm flexibly and not letting the manic wind tear the sails and break the masts, and each sailor tied a rope around his waist to prevent him from accidentally falling into the sea by the wind and rain.

But there was a figure, particularly athletic, who, in order to be able to travel between the complicated sails and ropes, did not tie the safety rope at all, but leaped between the masts with his bare hands, and flew like a petrel in the midst of lightning, wind, and waves.

When Bill came out of the cockpit, he saw the figure jumping from the mainmast, and at that moment, the rope of a triangular sail was broken by the wind, and with a click, the whole sail fell towards the slender figure, and he yelled in fright: "Ariana! ”

Ariana, the sailor, was in the air, and with a touch of her hand she had grasped a rope that had been hung down, and with a twist of her waist, she made a wonderful arc, narrowly avoiding the falling spinnaker.

Bill cursed, "Damn, this kid always treats adventure as a game, does she really think we're pirates?" We're just a bunch of wretched creatures trying to survive! ”

Aria didn't hear Bill's muttering, she climbed back to the top of the mast in three or two clicks, and by the light of lightning, she saw a black dot looming in the distance: "Island! There's an island ahead! ”

Bill threw himself on the side of the ship, staring at the dark night with wide eyes facing the wind and rain, and another lightning bolt, and Bill also saw the black spot: "Old John, starboard 15 degrees!" ”

The Cape swerved with difficulty in the wind and waves, the wooden hull creaking with a tooth-aching creak, and Bill roared, "Ariana, get off the mainsail!" It's too windy! The mainmast is almost overwhelmed! ”

The mainmast of the Cape broke once, and it was a makeshift cut on the top of a coconut tree, which had not been dried for enough time, and was intolerant, and rattled under the tearing of the storm, and without hesitation, Ariana drew her knife from her waist and slashed at the rope at the top of the mast. The power of the Cape was weakened by half at once, and the speed of the ship was reduced, but because of the reduction of the wind, the ship no longer made a terrible cracking sound, and under the careful control of Old John, the Cape slowly approached the island with several auxiliary sails and spinnakers.

The Cape finally approached the island, found a sheltered bay, lowered all the sails and anchors, but the sailors did not come ashore, and on a rainy night, no one knew what beasts were on the island.

The storm howled all night, and it was not until dawn the next day that the storm calmed down.

When Bill yawned and climbed onto the deck, he saw Ariana standing at the bow of the ship, looking out at the beach with a telescope, and he casually asked, "Sister, what did you find?" ”

Ariana didn't look back: "It's nothing - everything is normal, there are some small animals, I don't see a beast, but this kind of island in the Pacific, from an evolutionary point of view, there are no too fierce carnivorous animals." ”

"Are there any zombies?" Bill asked, after him.

"No—I don't see it yet." Ariana said: "Even if there are zombies, there will not be many of them, at most they are sporadic zombies mutated by the survivors who drifted to the island because of the shipwreck. We're well-equipped, and we're not afraid of these things. ”

Bill touched his chin: "Organize a search team to go to the island to find out if there is fresh water, it would be nice if we could fight some wild beasts, of course, there are wild vegetables, there are not many vitamin tablets, we have to prevent scurvy." ”

Ariana exclaimed, "I'm going to go to the island too, I'm going to suffocate on the boat." ”

Bill shrugged: "Whatever you want, but if you want to go to the island, you'll have to squirt that thing." ”

Ariana yelled, "I don't--I've been observing for a while, there's no zombie on that island. ”

Bill was unaccommodating in the face of his spoiled sister: "Either spray that thing, or you stay on the boat honestly." ”

Ariana finally gave in to her brother's request, and when a 10-member search team assembled on the deck, she was also standing in the group, cooperating with several team members, spraying a liquid on her body, this liquid has a pungent smell, it is extracted after smashing the zombies, and it can be used within 24 hours, so that the zombies can mistake them for their companions. This is the most widely used and easiest anti-zombie means, it has been widely used on the mainland, and Bill has spent a lot of trouble to get a batch, although it is rare to encounter zombies at sea, but be prepared.

Ariana has a slight habit of cleanliness, and when she thinks of the "raw materials" for the production of this spray, she feels sick for a while, and a team member named Stark teases: "Ariana, what is this, I heard that there are people on the mainland who specialize in eating zombies and can obtain the ability to command zombies, those people eat zombies for three meals a day, and I heard that they need to change their tastes frequently, that is, to eat zombies in other regions to get more zombie genes, in order to stimulate their own abilities." If you don't believe me, ask your brother Bill, someone is paying a high price to buy 'fresh' zombies from overseas from Haijiaohai......"

"Say no more!" Ariana's face turned pale, and she threw herself on the side of the boat and retched. (To be continued......)