Chapter 2: What is the first thing to do in a remote island?

Hua Mu sat blankly in a daze, mechanically poked the coconut flesh into the mouth with the stem of the coconut juice that he had previously drunk.
White pillow seemed to want to say something, and finally began to deal with the other half of the coconut shell that had been hollowed out in silence. She hasn't dripped since her death, and her lips have a white skin. The atmosphere was a bit dull for a while, only the sound of a knife passing through the coconut shell.
Hua Mu suddenly turned her head to look at the white pillow, and there was a thought terrifying her.
That is to say, from now on whether she can survive completely depends on this sentry, if she abandons herself, she can't even open a coconut.
The sentinel was keenly aware, and White Pillow immediately noticed Hua Mu's sight, thinking she had any orders.
"Miss?"
Hua Mu's heart tightened, and quickly turned aside his eyes.
Not to mention your previous attitudes, just saying what you said and done just now is bad enough. Will White Pillow suddenly think of these, find out how bad he is, and then abandon himself?
Or simply have revenge and revenge, and beat yourself up?
The situation that had never been made Hua Mu couldn't help thinking.
Although the sentry of Tari is very loyal, and the guard assigned to the heir to the throne is one in a thousand miles, but in this case, nothing is right. Even if she killed herself, nobody would know when she went back!
"Miss, are you uncomfortable?"
Hua Mu felt more and more uneasy, and even felt that White Pillow's performance is now very strange.
I could have said nothing before, so why do I still actively ask myself now?
In fact, Bai Zhen was quite worried about Hua Mu. Not to mention the princes like her, even sentry soldiers with towers like her rarely encountered this kind of isolation. But she was always not good at speaking, and was particularly nervous when facing Hua Mu. At this time, she did not know how to comfort her.
"..." Hua Mu suddenly handed the half-eaten coconut meat to the white pillow and leaned his face, "You don't seem to have eaten anything until now ..."
She felt that she should show a little care, or at least a softer tone, but she could not see any tenderness when she saw the face of the white pillow.
Do you want to please her? He whispered into this face that didn't even smile to himself?
She is just her own guard and shadow. Shouldn't loyalty and obedience be her nature?
Huamu thought about a bunch of things in his head, and the original swaying tone suddenly became full of confidence.
"I can't finish this, you can eat it."
White Pillow was flattered, looking at the coconut shell handed over by Hua Mu hesitantly. It has been half a day since she came to this island. Because of Huamu's safety, she has not had time to investigate the specific situation of this island.
In the event that neither water nor food can guarantee a long-term source, she must leave enough supplies for Huamu. As a sentry, she can maintain more than 80% of her combat effectiveness without drinking water for a week and without eating for half a month. This is enough for most situations, so of course she can save a little.
"Miss, I ... I'm not hungry. If you can't eat it, why don't you put it first? Do you have anything else you want to eat? How about fish?" She said for a long time in a rare breath. When Hua Mu saw White Pillow's obvious hesitation, he was already out of breath, and even more annoyed to listen to her.
In fact, she sometimes did not know what she was angry with, but she was angry when she saw the white pillow.
"Why? You still think I've eaten it, right? I don't want to eat it for a long time. If you don't eat it, I throw it away." She said she was about to throw the coconut on the ground, and the white pillow quickly reached out. Pick up.
Now every piece of food and water is precious, not to mention coconut meat is rich in fat, protein and vitamins, of course, there must be no waste.
"I don't mean this ... Thank you, Miss." White Pillow really hated her stupid mouth at this time. She understood the uneasiness in this situation, but she did not know how to comfort her.
Hua Mu didn't care about seeing her take it. She was both worried because she was willing to eat and because she was not a good attitude.
Did this buy her off?
The white pillow does not use the stems used by Hua Mu, but uses a knife to eat the fruit. She ate her food very quickly and cleanly.
Hua Mu saw that she had eaten half of the flesh she had just eaten without hesitation, her cheeks were a little warm, and she had to lean her head to speak to draw her attention.
"You said, what should we do now?"
In fact, White Pillow had been thinking about it for a long time, but Hua Mu's mood did not look good all the time, and she thought about giving her time to adjust first.
"At present, I can only hope that someone will come to search and rescue, and try to use stone fireworks to make obvious signs." That is to say, but as she thought before, how long it takes for the guards to find their disappearance is still a problem.
In addition, this area is already a shipwreck circle, and the difficulty of search and rescue can be imagined.
"I'm going to be sir?" Hua Mu frowned, and some complained about why she said at this time, it was said that it took a lot of time to drill wood and fire, it was half an afternoon.
"I have flint." Although the white pillow is not good at speaking, it is not that she would not look at her face, and said while taking out a black rod-like black object from the small bag around her waist.
Hua Mu thought that people were sentinels after all, and they always brought something useful. They were not empty-handed like himself, except for a necklace, there was a tattered skirt.
She looked at the white pillow again and found that the guard uniform she was wearing was basically not damaged. Black trousers, big-head cowhide combat boots, and a black vest looming in the sky-blue shirt. The shoulder bag at the waist is small but well packed.
"Cough, then let's take out the things on our bodies first, and then plan our future plans." Hua Mu said so loudly, in fact, he wanted to see what other good things are on the white pillow.
She knows her own cognition very well. She can't lift her shoulders and shoulders. She can't survive on a desert island alone. She can only pin her hopes on the white pillow, but now she can't trust her completely, so she has to draw and guard.
White Pillow doubtlessly had him, and began to take things from him very obediently.
Not to mention the military combat waist bag in the waist, the dagger in the shoe, the mini grenade in the side pocket, and various blade props in the seam of the trousers. After she took off her shirt, she showed a lean but powerful body and three guns in the waist holster.
Hua Mu looked stunned. Even the shame she saw when she undressed was gone, pointing to a pile of things on the ground and asking her, "Do you know we will be killed?"
White Pillow was confused, and shook his head subconsciously.
"Then do you carry these things every day?"
Is this simply a mobile arsenal? How many of these things are left aside, how did she hide so many things under thin clothes?
Although Hua Mu watched her take it out, she still felt incredible.
White Pillow nodded, of course.
Hua Mu took a deep breath, and while telling herself not to make a fuss, he counted the things that the white pillow took out.
Three normal-sized □□ s, each filled with eight rounds of bullets, in addition to three boxes of twenty rounds of portable bullet fillers.
A mini palm gun, but the size of a half pen, only one bullet and cannot be filled. Two mini grenades of the size of walnuts, one dagger and one multi-purpose military knife.
In addition, there are a series of small things such as blades, compasses, whistle, watches, etc. Some of them can't be named.
The next important point is the waist bag that the white pillow untie. The waist bag is divided into many small bags. In addition to the flint that was just taken out, the multi-function knife that was used in the morning, there are many medicines and a roll of things like thin steel wire.
"What's this?" Hua Mu felt full of crisis. When she saw someone she didn't know, she asked White Pillow.
The white pillow patiently explained the purpose of each item.
"What's inside?" Huamu was relieved by various emergency medicines, and finally focused on a special small iron box. The small iron box is only slightly larger than the business card holder, and it contains a white plate of pills, a mini-sized syringe, and several pills in aluminum foil bags.
Basically, there are only one or two other emergency medicines, and only the stuff inside looks particularly sufficient.
Hua Mu pinched the white tablet and counted it, and found that one third had been eaten on it, leaving only 16 tablets left.
Is it a commonly used medicine?
She looked at the white pillow, only to find that the other person even blushed with a hard look.
"What is this?" Hua Mu thought before whether he would adopt the Huairou policy against the sentry, but at the moment he asked questions but still brought a tone of superiors.
"It's ... the little white film that Tari gave to the sentry."
The so-called small white tablets are artificial guides.
The sentinel's five senses are extremely sharp, which gives them a huge advantage in many operations. Of course, this also brought them great troubles. Without a barrier, any slight noise and touch can make them irritable and even appear to be wandering.
Sentinel and guides have a very low probability of appearing. As a valuable asset of the country, they will be sent to the tower when they are awakened to receive guidance and training. In the past, these sentries and guides would later be assigned to the army or other institutions for national use.
However, because human rights are now further developed in peace, the tower is divided into inside and outside, and the sentry and guides of the outer tower can have other options after the dangerous period.
And sentries from the inner tower like the White Pillow will still be assigned high-level tasks.