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Liu Dong, who was walking in front, didn't know what the girl behind him thought, and now his most urgent thing was to complete the self-rescue, so as to leave here smoothly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Whoa...... whoa!"

The sound of flowing water became louder and louder as Huo Shan walked in. Soon a small river about 15 meters wide appeared in the eyes of the two of them, and when they saw this river, Huo Shan's eyes lit up, and the pace under his feet immediately accelerated.

When he was less than ten meters away from the river, he immediately put aside the bamboo pole on his body, and then took a few big strides, and jumped in at once.

Let the cool river wash over you, with all the sweat and stains. It also made Huo Shan's body temperature, which had risen rapidly under the scorching sun, gradually drop, and he felt an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.

At this time, Helen, who had walked to the back, also trotted to the river, but she didn't dare to jump like Huo Shan.

In addition to the reason why she felt uncomfortable alternating between hot and cold too quickly, more importantly, on this isolated island, she had such a dress on her now, and if she got wet, she really didn't have to wear it.

Therefore, Helen carried the hem of her skirt and walked about a hundred meters to the river, first looked at the location of Huo Shan, and felt that it was far enough, then carefully took off the long skirt outside, and then just wore underwear, lifted her round and jade feet and white calves, carefully walked into Hanoi, and then slowly washed it.

Seeing this scene, Huo Shan just smiled faintly, now he didn't have the heart to watch the beauty take a bath.

After soaking in the river for a few minutes, feeling that the heat was gone, Huo Shan walked up to the river bank with water droplets all over his body, and then did not wipe it, so he came to the six bamboo poles thrown on the bank, and carried them again on the beach not far away. Just put it in the sun and expose it to the sun.

When the sun has dried all the water in the bamboo poles, the hardness of the bamboo poles will reach the maximum, the weight will be reduced to the minimum, and the buoyancy will be completely released. When the time comes. These bamboo poles are the best materials for making bamboo rafts.

"With the addition of these six, the materials for building a bamboo raft are almost enough!" Huo Shan wiped the droplets of water dripping from his head, and thought to himself in his heart.

However, if you want to make bamboo rows, in addition to these bamboo poles, there are also things that must be prepared for binding such as hemp rope or iron wire, but there are no such things on this desert island, so Huo Shan can only find a lot of rattan from the island to replace them.

But just this kind of rattan toughness is not enough, so Huo Shan also needs to cook these rattans with fish oil.

Of course, the best way is to cook it in tung oil, after 7749 days, so that the toughness of these rattans will reach its maximum. Sometimes it's even harder than steel. In history, the rattan armor soldiers of the Southern Barbarians are famous for their swords that are difficult to injure and do not sink when encountering water.

However, in the absence of tung oil, Huoshan can only use fish oil instead!

After placing the six bamboo poles, Huo Shan walked to the river, and at this time one was about six meters long. The 1.5-meter-wide bamboo raft is already taking shape. Huo Shan has already tied two layers of bamboo rafts together, but because there are many reefs in the sea, the bamboo raft he wants to make must be stronger.

Therefore, Huo Shan also wanted to add a third layer on it, now that the bamboo poles were enough, and the fish oil had already been boiled in a pot he dug out of rocks, now he only needed to weave these rattan sticks together. Just make them thicker and stronger!

"I guess my craft, it must be good to braid a girl!" Huo Shan looked at the rattan that was getting longer and longer in his hand, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart.

"But after all this hard work, this raft is finally going to be built, and then I can leave this damn desert island! You can't do it without sails!" Huo Shan also had a bit of a headache when he thought of these.

"If you really can't do it, you can only contribute this bit of fabric on your body!" After looking at Helen in the distance, Huo Shan had an idea in his heart.

Of course, Huo Shan knew that with only this bamboo row, he would not be able to go far on the sea with strong winds and waves. But. Now his purpose is just to use this bamboo raft to leave this island, I believe that there must be a large number of Huo family army ships looking for him outside, as long as they go out, it will not be difficult for them to be saved.

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Just when Huo Shan was actively working hard to save himself, the atmosphere in the conference room of the presidential palace of the White House was depressing and uncomfortable.

Chester Allen Arthur, the 21st president of the United States, sat at the front of the long oval conference table with a slightly sluggish expression, and when he replaced the assassinated James Garfield as president of the United States in 1881, he could never have imagined that the United States of America, which had twice defeated Britain and prospered, would be reduced to the point it is today.

"Mr. Henry Harry Ednor, we have spent more than $200 million in military spending over two years, will you give me this kind of report today?" Alan Arthur's tone was calm, but everyone here could clearly hear the magnitude of the suppressed anger in his tone.

"Oh my God, after two months of fighting, we paid 1.5 million casualties, and we couldn't even take a small city of Erie, is your army using this terrible record to repay the support of taxpayers?" Alan Arthur's voice became higher and higher, and finally he roared with anger.

Looking at the angry president, the Minister of War, Henry Harry Edno, had fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and quickly stood up from his seat, his face was full of nervousness, and he said with a trembling tone: "Total, President, in fact, now we have taken back Ohio, Indiana, and Michigan ...... from the Chinese!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Alan Arthur slammed his fist on the table in front of him, interrupting what Henry Harry was about to say with a loud bang, and startling the high-ranking US government officials sitting next to him.

They had never seen Chester Allen Arthur get so angry at any point.

"Is this your credit? If it weren't for the ** squadron taking the initiative to retreat, you would have been able to take these places?"

Henry Harry's lips twitched in the face of the angry president, although he was tempted to say that it was the heroic fighting of their army units that depleted the squadron's war potential, making it impossible for them to continue to hold on to the Erie Line, so they chose to retreat.

But after two months of fighting, the U.S. Army's heavy losses of nearly 1.5 million casualties on the three battlefields on the banks of the Mississippi and Ohio rivers, as well as on the battlefield in New York, Henry Harry could no longer say anything superfluous.

Because no matter what he says, the entire top of the U.S. government knows in their hearts that they will ultimately lose this war, and there is no reason for it.

With a heavy sigh in his heart, he looked at Henry Harry Adenor, who was a little clumsy, with a pale face, as if he had been stripped of his main backbone, Alan Arthur said without the slightest pity in his tone: "Mr. Henry Harry Adenor, now that I and the President of the United States, I remove you from the post of Secretary of War of the United States, and now you can go out!"

"Mr. President......!" Henry Harry was shocked, but he was greeted by two cold, emotionless looks.

And when the others saw his eyes asking for help again, they couldn't help but bow their heads one after another.

Even Vice President William Wheeler, who was also a pro-China fighter and passed the Chinese Exclusion Act in Congress, was the same.

They all know that the sacrifice of the troops is so great, and it is definitely necessary to introduce a scapegoat to take on this responsibility. Otherwise, neither the Congress nor the people will be able to easily explain the past. Therefore, Henry Harry Adeno, who is the Minister of War, is the best target.

At this time, everyone naturally did not want to set themselves on fire.

Looking at the evasive eyes of the others, Henry Harry couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness in his heart. Although he had expected this outcome before this meeting, when it actually came, it was not as easy to accept in his heart as he had imagined.

Recalling all the reproaches and interrogations he received during this time when he led the War Department, Henry Harry couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Maybe it's a good thing to get out of here!"

With this in mind, Henry Harry reached out and collected the papers in front of him, then pushed his chair into the conference table and set it up. Get up and think about walking to the door.

"Squeak!" When Henry Harry opened the door with his right hand, Henry Harry paused for a moment, showing a hint of hesitation on his face, but then he looked certain, half-turned, met the complicated eyes of everyone on him, and said to Alan Arthur, who was sitting in the center of the conference table: "Mr. President, I want to give you a few last words of advice before leaving!"

"Please!" said Alan Arthur in a calm voice.

After nodding his head, Henry Harry pondered a little and then said, "Mr. President, if the United States wants to continue to fight the Chinese and continue to recover those fallen territories, then please first solve the logistical supply problem of the Northern Front Corps." If the United States only wants to recover the lands east of the Mississippi River, then now it is time for the British to convey the sincerity of the peace talks to the Chinese on our behalf!"

"That's all I want to say. Ladies and gentlemen, I wish you to lead the United States out of the present quagmire of war and to regain the glory of freedom and democracy, and goodbye!" Henry Harry Adeno took a step forward and closed the door with his hand, regardless of how the people would react to his words.