The Woman Who Goes to the Bathroom at Midnight

On the beaches on both sides of where the river flows into the sea, there were a total of five green tents. Judging from the sizes of the tents and the traces of life around them, there were probably five to six people in each tent.

Because there was a light rain, over ten men and women were busy propping up a canopy to shelter them from the rain, so as not to extinguish their campfire that was keeping them warm.

The clothes worn by these men and women were very shabby. Only a few relatively sturdy men wore camouflage uniforms.

These camouflage uniforms were not warm either. They were just made of thick, durable fabric, just like the reconnaissance officer who had been nailed to death by a trap.

The others wore shabby urban clothes. It looked like they were indeed survivors of a shipwreck stranded on a deserted island.

Judging from their thin autumn clothes, they had been stranded on this island for at least a month.

These poor survivors had endured hunger and cold for over a month. When they suddenly saw a ship approaching the shore, they must have all run to the beach to ask for help, but they did not expect to encounter a group of merciless mercenaries who directly captured them.

Luo Jun carefully observed and found that those survivors had three or four rifles, all uniformly placed on rocks a hundred meters away from them.

It was obvious that they had been unified and managed by the mercenaries. The reason why guns were still issued to them was to allow them to search the forest for things the mercenaries wanted.

Once they came back, the weapons had to be placed in a fixed position.

And these survivors, who were starving, would absolutely not dare to rebel against these strong mercenaries even with guns.

Besides, they only had those three or four rifles.

Now Luo Jun understood why he could still find residual weapons and medicine boxes and other things on the transport plane.

If professional mercenaries had searched it, it would definitely have been cleaned very thoroughly.

It was obvious that the people who found the transport plane were these survivors. When they found those guns, they must have thought about rebelling, or even rebelled.

But they were eventually defeated, and most of the weapons were confiscated.

These were all expected things. A group of trained mercenaries only needed a few shots to subdue a group of survivors armed with rifles.

In addition, the people on the ship provided them with livelihood security, which was better than starving and freezing on the island.

Of course, the mercenaries were not kind-hearted. On the one hand, it was to control these people to work for them, on the other hand, there were not a few women among these survivors. Young women were all taken to the ship for the mercenaries to vent their desires.

And most of those young women should be relatives of the people on shore.

With this layer of relationship, it became easier to control these people.

Although the young women would be abused by the men on the ship, at least they could live a normal life, with food and drink, and they could also help their relatives on shore and other survivors.

Therefore, they would not have the motivation to resist either.

But these people were still too naive.

The mercenaries came to this island to carry out secret missions. Once they finished their missions, these survivors would definitely all be massacred!

"Damn it!"

When Luo Jun thought of the final fate of these survivors, he felt angry.

It was not easy to want to kill all the mercenaries on the ship and rescue the survivors. If he sniped from the outside, once they hid, Luo Jun would have no way to deal with the ironclad ship at sea.

They might even take advantage of the night to land from the ship and encircle him.

Or they would directly take these survivors as hostages. Although Luo Jun would not care about the safety of hostages like an anti-terrorist police officer, Luo Jun was also absolutely unwilling to let them become sacrifices because of his actions.

These were still the more conservative possibilities Luo Jun could think of. It was very likely that those mercenaries would use the survivors on shore to search for Luo Jun.

At that time, would Luo Jun kill them or give up hijacking the ship?

This really made Luo Jun dilemma.

Luo Jun observed for about an hour in the tree. The sky was going dark very quickly and now it was too late to go back. Tonight he had to find a place to rest. He still had to walk tomorrow.

So Luo Jun slid down directly from the tree.

At dusk, the light rain from the sky had gradually stopped, and the woods were wet everywhere. Rotten leaves were on the ground, and when stepping on thick places they sank leaving clear footprints, and shallow places were extremely slippery.

Luo Jun had to move carefully through the woods.

Luo Jun decided to get a little closer to the survivors on the shore to see if he could find a chance to contact them. After all, he had to work from both the inside and outside to get the most effective results against those guys on the ship.

In order to avoid possible traps, Luo Jun was very careful with every step, and followed the hunter night walking principle.

The so-called hunter night walking principle was that every step was taken sticking to the tree roots. This method of moving could avoid all traps except whip traps.

Because the vast majority of traps could not attack positions next to tree roots, nor would they be installed next to tree roots. Even with whip traps, as long as you reacted quickly enough, you could turn to the back of the tree when the trap was triggered to block the stones or spikes swung down with the tree trunk.

Soon, Luo Jun came to a position where he could directly observe the coast.

He looked around and soon saw a woman's figure moving towards a small grove not far away.

Luo Jun hurried in that direction.

Soon, Luo Jun smelled a stench. It turned out to be a rocky pit toilet over there.

The woman was squatting there urinating. In the hazy night, Luo Jun could not see what this woman looked like at all, but from the silhouette when she walked over just now, she should be a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties.

Luo Jun, wearing camouflage, squatted next to a palm tree and looked like a clump of weeds.

The woman passed by completely unaware of Luo Jun's existence. Luo Jun followed silently behind her, covering her mouth with one hand and quickly dragging the woman backwards.

This action was very particular. Even a strong man, once his neck was grabbed and dragged backwards by Luo Jun, would be unable to resist, because as long as one could not stand firmly, no matter how strong they were, they were just for show.

"Don't make a sound! Otherwise I'll kill you!"

Luo Jun put his dagger against the woman's neck to let her feel the cold dagger so she would know how to react.

The woman first made hmm sounds, then stopped responding. This was obviously to tell Luo Jun that she understood.

Only then did Luo Jun let go and cover her mouth.

With her back to Luo Jun, the woman could not see what Luo Jun looked like, so it would not be easy to attack Luo Jun, but Luo Jun did not dare underestimate any woman either.

"Squat on the ground with your hands on your head."

Luo Jun could not keep pressing the dagger against her neck forever, so he had to make sure her whole body was in his field of vision, especially her hands.

In case she got hold of something sharp in the dark and stabbed it at his vital parts.

The woman did as told. She wore tattered jeans and a jacket. When squatting down with her hands on her head, Luo Jun saw the wedding ring on her hand. She was obviously an ordinary person.

"I'll ask you something, you just answer, if you dare lie I won't give you any chance, I'll cut your throat directly!"

Luo Jun then said to the woman in English.

The woman made an um sound to indicate her willingness to cooperate.

"How did you people get to the island! How many mercenaries are on the ship!"

Luo Jun interrogated directly.

The woman thought Luo Jun was one of those mercenaries. But when she heard his question, she did not understand.

However, she still spoke weakly.

"We were passengers on an observation cruise ship that ran aground and drifted onto this island in the middle of the night... I'm not sure how many mercenaries were on that ship... Please don't kill me, my two daughters are still on the ship... I'm begging you..."

"Shut up, I'm only asking you questions, just answer them!" Luo Jun didn't want to hear her say anything more, and hurriedly yelled at the woman.

The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare say anything else.

"When did you run aground, and where was the cruise ship that ran aground located approximately?" Luo Jun interrogated. The woman continued, "Two months ago... our cruise ship ran aground near this island... about one or two kilometers away I reckon... to the northwest..."

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