The difficulty of walking through the jungle far exceeded Lorraine's imagination.

After converging the advance supply fleet in Trini Bay, the landing force finally solved the problem of stretched capacity.

Every soldier can sit on the boat and go upstream, no longer need to go deep into the perilous jungle, and no longer have to use his luck to challenge the appetites of such horrible beasts as forest boars, jaguars, and those brightly colored peerless poisonous insects.

But this does not mean that the next journey will be smooth sailing and sit back and relax.

During the dry season, the navigation environment of the San Juan River is worse than anyone expected.

The water at the mouth of the estuary is still two to three meters deep, and when the Trini Bay is reached, the suddenly widened river water is only a mere one meter over.

If this depth is constantly challenging the 10-meter and 15-meter draught limits, and a slight change in the river bed, these vital ships will easily run aground.

What's more, the river water rich in aquatic organisms is turquoise and oily, and it is not clear.

What is the condition of the river bed? Does it meet the general aviation standards?

All kinds of invisible and unknowable suspicions made the landing troops unable to escape the state of being cautious. Not only did they have no obvious improvement in speed, but even their spirits gradually returned to the high-pressure state of the first day.

Nelson was keenly aware of the team's concerns.

He discussed with Lorraine and Spencer and assumed the heaviest responsibility as usual.

The marching queue was adjusted accordingly, and Nelson and his guards were transferred to the Dahlia and became the pioneers of the entire fleet.

As long as they are sailing, there are five sailors standing on the bow, radially diving into the temporarily added poles, 3 meters forward and 1 meter downwards, just in line with the draft of the Dahlia and Cactus. And turning distance.

After Dahlia, the Cactus followed suit, followed by the previous fleet, controlled by Barto.

Lorraine and his Cangqing Dewdrop crashed to the end of the team, monitoring the almost impossible pursuit. He also has a new watchman, Mr. Livestock who has been thoroughly trained, Spencer's adjutant, and Lieutenant Fremany.

Overnight in the river.

Today is the seventh day upstream, and the fleet marches to Rice Bay.

Rice Bay is a continuous bend in the middle section of the San Juan River, and the water washes out a tidal flat on both banks.

The water flow here should be turbulent during the rainy season, otherwise the rainforest plants with such tenacious vitality will not let go of this nutrient-rich silt mud.

But right now is the dry season.

The chaotic water flow was smooth and waveless.

Indigenous sailors say this tidal flat is a common drinking point for rainforest animals and a natural hunting ground for American alligators.

Such predators who live in groups often lie in ambush underwater and hide in caves. The natural protective color and quiet habits make them extremely difficult to be distinguished by the human eye, but once they act, they will burst out with great power and speed. It is also far beyond people's imagination.

For safety reasons, Lorraine suggested that the overnight stay be set up on the river surface far away from the tidal flats, and all boat cables should be tightly wound to build a relatively stable floating island with the big boat outside and the small boat inside.

This is to protect those fragile boats.

The fully loaded boat has a deep draft? The freeboard is less than 20 cm above the surface of the water. That unobstructed state leads to a lack of protection for the people on the boat. Once a predator raided, the 14 people on the boat have no space to escape.

Busy? From midnight.

Most of the soldiers with empty bodies and exhausted spirits have already slept on the crowded boats.

The big ship normally leaves 4 to 6 people on duty at night? But the boat has no space to watch the night, and the crew is not in a state of being able to undertake duties.

Long-term nervousness makes them very tired? The night can not even light up? Only absolute darkness can give them a moment of respite.

Lorraine is the total value star of tonight. He circled around the island-like ship. He returned to Cang Qing Dezhu and saw Lieutenant Fremany standing like a pine with a lantern and a gun.

Take off the gun, slam the ground, kick your legs, stand up!

When Lieutenant Freemani saw Lorraine coming back, he lifted up his spirits and shouted, "My lord, well!"

Lorraine was almost shaken off the ship's board.

He had a dark face? He flew up and landed on the deck: "Second Lieutenant Fremany..."

"Yes! Your lord!"

"Regardless of subordination or standpoint, I am not your ruler..."

"That's why it's called an adult? Sir! This is the worship and respect from the heart, and it is completely different from the transactional respect? Sir! Please give your advice, Sir!"

Lorraine looked at him playfully: "Sounds? You still don't seem to understand my preferences. Will you report to Batona again tomorrow? You need to rebuild."

Fremani's face changed drastically? His voice suddenly fell sixteen degrees: "I...I will observe the surface of the water... Mr. Chairman, don't let me feed mosquitoes again..."

The training is not thorough enough...

Seeing Fremanny escaping back to his post in embarrassment, Lorraine shook his head and climbed onto the top cabin.

Cangqing Dewdrop is a Bermuda Slope type, with a characteristic aft deck cabin of the Slope type. The superstructure is only half a floor. Even if the Cangqing Dewdrop is heightened, it only raises the roof of the cabin.

The upper tank top of the traditional Sloop type is independent, without connecting the stern and not leaning on the sides, just like a box protruding from the deck.

Cangqing Dewdrop adopts Bermuda's high-speed design, forming a fluid inclination on the sideways, and the stern extension directly envelops the entire elevated stern, making it have better windward performance.

Therefore, the cabin of Cangqing Dezhu is more like the stern cabin of a big ship. The top of the cabin is the rear deck, which is the most spacious place on the ship with the widest view.

Lorraine saw a slender figure on the top of the cabin, wearing a hood and a hood, sitting with one leg bent towards the river, silently looking at the blurred moonlight.

Henna...

Since Lucy's visit by Nelson, Lorraine and Henna have fallen into a strange cold war.

Lorraine Qi Hina locked the door without his consent, Hina...It is estimated that Qi Lorraine accepted Nelson's invitation without completely recuperating.

In short, the two have not spoken seriously since then.

There was no direct communication between the two of them during the Battle of Mais Island. After traveling around the Coral Kingdom, Hina didn't even show her face while exploring the remains of the shipwreck.

At the mouth of the San Juan River, they spoke only a few words, but they broke up unhappy.

Since then, the two have closed even the most basic eye contact, like two close parallel lines, independent of each other, without interfering with each other.

whispering sound! woman!

Lorraine looked at the moonlight disgustingly, walked to Hannah with his head held high, and took out the star-shaped shell that he found on the bottom of the sea from his arms, and stuffed it into Hannah's palm.

Henna looked down suspiciously.

Under the moonlight, the star shells glowed with pearl, like an iridescent color disc with breathing, light and shadow flowed, light and dark turned.

But all the **** things are just a foil. In the center of the star shell, a dark red ink-like mark becomes the end of all the light and shadow, attracting all eyes.

"This is... you carved it?"

"intrinsic."

Henna's eyes lit up, as bright as gems, brighter and brighter than the shining star shells and the bright white moonlight.

"Where did it come from?"

"I can't think of anyone other than you for the souvenirs for visiting Poseidon Garden...Anyway, go to bed early."

The topic seems to be over again.

Lorraine bit his head depressed and stood for a while, he didn't speak, Henna didn't speak either.

Silence lingered away, Lorraine pressed the handle of the knife and turned around, before taking a step, suddenly felt something grabbed his trouser legs.

"About that day..."

Henna's voice was as thin as a mosquito, not even as noisy as the mosquitoes in the rain forest.

"right……"

"Crocodile! The crocodile dragged Charles away!"

The sudden exclamation cut through the sky~lightnovelpub.net~ Right in the middle of the ship's enclosure, the unsuspecting boat erupted with a scream.

Lorraine was startled in place.

In just a moment, he slammed on, took off the wind lantern hung on the inboard, and threw it towards the pitch-black boat.

The weak flames revolved in mid-air, crashing on the head of an unlucky bullet, and it went out in no time.

Just before the fire was extinguished, Lorraine saw at least 20 crocodiles with narrow-nosed gray-brown tumbling on the surface of the water, twisting and twisting like intertwined muscle fibers.

"A thousand defenses..." Lorraine gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife. "Henna, go and inform Nelson and Spencer."

"Freemani, fire the shot, take the fight!"

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