Mark. Han Luo, a young American pilot, crashed in an air battle and fell on Skull Island, and he suffered the same fate as his opponent, an island pilot, war, no shuddering, the history of mankind is a history of war, everything in war, nothing to do with human morality, only you live and die.

Two pilots from different camps were stranded on this island at the same time, I have to say that it is also a kind of fate, well, the luck of the two is difficult to say, the luck is slightly worse and it is estimated that they will die in the sky or in the sea, and they are a little luckier... Shortly after they landed on the island, the war ended.

Because the scope of the war was so broad, some of the soldiers died after fighting, and no one knew whether they died silently in a corner, or if they were ......

"So we won?! The war is over?! Not long after I landed on the island?! ”

Mark asked, dejected.

"Well, yes..."

Looking at Mark's expression, everyone was speechless for a while, there were not a few wives separated in the war, and there were not a few families who died, and although Mark was a little unlucky, at least he was still alive, well, at most he was only included in the list of the dead, and his family would receive a pension.

"So, you're not here for me?"

Mark asked with a subtle expression.

“……”

"How did you survive? There are monsters on this island! ”

Weaver asked.

"Well, yes, there are a lot of monsters on this island."

Mark said with a smile.

"Well, maybe it's time for us to go, it's going to get dark, and believe me, the night on the island is more dangerous than the bullet-ridden battlefield."

Mark waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow, although everyone did not come to rescue him, so that he was a little lost, but seeing the face of the fellow again and hearing the familiar voice, old Mark already felt very happy.

……

The spiked walls made of trees, through small doors, the large number of original buildings inside, thatched houses, vegetable fields, and a large number of aborigines with brightly colored tattoos, all of which amazed the group.

"So this wall is meant to keep the giant orangutan at bay?"

Slickev asked curiously.

"No, they didn't build this to fend off King Kong."

Mark shook his head and said with a smile.

“… Vajra? What is the name of the orangutan? ”

Weaver asked.

“… They live in trees, and I like to live under them, let's go, I'll show you where you're going to live."

Mark didn't answer Weaver's question, but continued with the group.

"But we're going to get out of here, we can't stay here for long."

Neves, the leader of the scientific research team, said excitedly.

“… It's not that easy to leave, I've been thinking about how to get out of here all the time, I've been thinking about it for more than 30 years, and I'm sure you'll have a lot of time to think about it. ”

Mark said without looking back, and everyone looked at each other.

A large ship with severe rust appeared in front of the group.

"The Rover, as far as I know, came here ten years before me, and is now a sacred place for the people here."

Mark explained, and led the group into the ship.

Inside the cabin, rows of planks are stuck in the ground, and the surface of the planks is painted with white paint, there are huge and hideous mouths, and... Vajra.

"The people here have been living on the island for many years..."

Before Mark came to the island, the humans on this island had been fighting against those huge creatures for many years, but the end can be imagined, without heavy weapons, without aircraft and artillery, how could humans be the opponent of those monsters.

Slow runners, without armor and claws, except for their small size, humans are probably the most popular food on this island, and humans who can't leave are struggling to survive on this island.

Until one day they found that there was a battle between monsters, two huge orangutans drove away another monster that often hunted and preyed on humans, at this moment the humans on this island regarded the two huge orangutans as their protectors, worshipping and offering food, and the two orangutans seemed to accept human offerings, intentionally or unintentionally sheltering humans.

But the creatures are born, old, sick and die, the two giant orangutans slowly grow old, no longer strong, and finally die in the battle with another monster population, and their children, the last giant orangutan, have become the last patron saint of this tribe, and are called King Kong by the people here.

"But it attacked us!"

Slickev retorted.

"It's smart, it's kind, it's like to be alone, but no matter what, it's the king of this island, it's the master of this island, and as soon as you get here, you throw bombs everywhere and destroy the environment here, if you make trouble in my house, what do you think I'll do?"

Mark said with a sarcastic smile.

“……”

The crowd was speechless again, and if someone ran to your house and threw bombs, then...

"So, that gorilla, uh, King Kong protected you? So what is its opponent? Or what do those thick walls defend? ”

Ning Wuwu saw the somewhat embarrassed crowd and tried to change the topic, anyway, it was those GIs who threw the bombs, and he was just a poor victim.

"If King Kong is the god of the island, then its opponent is the demon, a terrible creature that lives underground."

Just thinking about it in his mind, Mark couldn't help but show a frightened look.

“… What is that? ”

Shaken asked.

"The people on the island don't dare to name them, because they think that if they mention their name, the demon will come to them, but I've seen those monsters, and I call them skeleton lizards."

Mark whispered.

"As for why King Kong is angry, in addition to the fact that you came to make trouble in its territory uninvited, it is also because those skeleton lizards live underground, and there are only a few passages to climb up, but they are all blocked by King Kong with stones, and the bombs you dropped..."

Mark looked at the group with complicated eyes.

“… I'm sorry, but in three days' time, we will be picked up on the north side of the island, so you can come with us if you want. ”

Shake Sen had to apologize for the death of the GIs, and if he wanted to get out of here, a white veteran who knew the terrain and could communicate normally was obviously a good choice.

"Three days?! Hahahaha... Impossible. ”

Mark seemed to hear some joke and laughed breathlessly.

"How?"

It's a matter of whether he can get out of here, and Shake Sen can only forcibly pick up the conversation.

"It's impossible, at least not on foot, let's go, I'll take you to see something."

Mark glanced at Shake Son, turned away, and motioned for everyone to follow.

……

Bang!

A strange-looking bird is shot in the head by Packard, and blue blood splatters.

"As long as it bleeds, we can be killed, and if we find enough explosives, the big guy will die as well."

Packard's eyes twinkled, as if he had seen the damn giant orangutan disappear in the firelight.

……

"Oh, Mark, I have to say you opened my mind."

Looking at the dinghy in front of him, Ning Wuwu whistled.

"This was created by me and Junping, and we wanted to use it to leave this island, but unfortunately, Junping encountered a skeleton lizard..."

Mark sighed as he looked at the dinghy in front of him.

“… Well, mourning, but since there is a dinghy, what are we waiting for? ”

Ning Wuwu patted the melancholy Mark's shoulder and said.

"Well, there's a slight problem..."

Mark scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

The engine was a bit of a problem, after all, it was removed from the crashed plane, but Ning Wuwu said that he would not repair the machinery, and simply stood aside with Shan, who also knew nothing about machinery, and watched Weaver take pictures, scenery, city walls, and aborigines, and she seemed to want to put everything in front of her in her lens.

Bellow~

A low cry came from outside the city walls, and Weaver looked like he walked in the direction from which the sound came, and Shan hesitated and followed.

Hawkers, the heart is as big as the face, since there is a thorn wall here, it means that this neighborhood is not so safe, Ning Wuwu sighed, and followed.

A hapless giant buffalo was smashed into the head by the falling helicopter, making a low cry intermittently, there was no pilot in the helicopter, presumably before the crash either fled, or...

Ning Wuwu turned his head to look at the two women who were struggling with the tail of the helicopter, and reluctantly walked up and motioned for the two to go away.

This weight is nothing, but when Ning Wuwu lifted the helicopter and was about to find a place to throw it out, he saw two women looking dumbfounded.

“… This ......"

Ning Wuwu just wanted to forcibly explain a wave, but he felt a light hand.

Pretty Boy: O_O

Rather worry-free: -.-!

King Kong grabbed the helicopter and wanted to throw it out, but the shocked Ning did not let go, and as a result, in the twisting sound of steel, the helicopter split into two, the fuselage was in King Kong's hands, and the tail was in Ning Wuwu's hands.

Call!

A trace of surprise flashed in King Kong's eyes, and then his nostrils widened, as if he had found something interesting, and threw the fuselage dozens of meters away, and his huge body slowly squatted down.

Ning Wuwu looked at the huge nostrils and excited eyes of the beautiful boy in front of him, well, okay, okay, and casually threw the tail in his hand next to the fuselage.

Seeing this scene, the beautiful boy's eyes became more excited, his breathing became rapid, and the huge air flow blew Ning Wuwu's clothes hunting, and as the last stubborn hair was overwhelmed by the air flow, Ning Wuwu looked helplessly at the big face of the beautiful boy who was getting closer and closer.

Ji~

A strange cry came from afar, and Liang Zai's eyes changed, he glanced at Ning Wuwu, got up and strode in the direction where the sound came.

“…”

So you're here to get me a haircut? Pretty boy, Ning Wuwu felt more and more that there was something wrong with this painting style, and the two chicks who hadn't come back to their senses until now, Ning Wuwu sighed again.

Alas......