Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 67 Going deep into the hinterland
The first three days and half a month of the Hell Island survival experience are the most difficult.

Because of the lack of experience and information, everyone was in a state of groping in the first three days, and deaths and injuries occurred in these three days. And three days of not getting a drop of water was the last limit for maintaining combat effectiveness. If they could survive through it, it meant that they were qualified to survive on this island.

But... I'm just qualified.

How can the ignorant young sprouts compete with the wild beasts that have lived here for generations?

They are still in trouble, with food shortages, scarce fresh water, and wild animal attacks. If they want to survive, they must be on their toes all the time! But being on their toes all the time will bring great pressure to their body and mind!

Under this condition, fifteen days will be a watershed!

When the first wounded returned, the curtain of abandoned soldiers was drawn, and more and more people came back. Some of them were too seriously injured to survive on the island; some had mental breakdowns and fainted after returning to the base. But no matter what the reason was, it could not change the fact that they were eliminated.

but……

"Only five...surprisingly few!"

Looking at the abandoned recruits whose emotions were gradually stabilizing under the care of the soldiers, Flying Squirrel touched the hilt of his sword: "Are these little devils going to break the record?!"

According to past experience, the elimination rate of Hell Island special training is as high as 60%!

20% of them will die, and 40% will gradually give up as time goes by. Especially on the 50th day, the recruits' mental and physical strength have reached a limit. % of those who give up will come back today, but now look...

The flying squirrel pulled open the document and examined it carefully.

[There are 36 new recruits participating in the Hell Island Survival Training this time. As of 15 days, 1 person died, 5 people gave up, and 6 people were eliminated. ]

Even if we follow past data and there will be five more people who give up in the future, the total number of eliminations will only be 11, just over 30%!!
If they do it, it will be the best result ever!!
"Haha, they are all great!"

The flying squirrel threw the documents into the drawer, took out a cigar after a long time, and began to sip it happily.

……

Ron didn't care how many people were eliminated or whether the records of his predecessors would be broken.

In his eyes, this test has only two outcomes: passing or death. Even if there is a huge danger, he will go forward bravely! ! Knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, he still goes there! ! That's his character!
If he doesn't walk in a straight line, that is!
he's lost……

The moment he walked out of the canyon, Ron knew that he had either entered the central area of ​​the island or had accidentally run to another area. Because here, all the thunderstorms in the sky disappeared, replaced by a dense primitive jungle. Completely different from the crystallized forest in the wasteland before, this was a fertile soil full of vitality.

So Ron got lost. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no thunderstorm to interfere, he flew to a high altitude to look around and found that the canyon was already covered with lush greenery, and the barren forest seemed to have never existed. He wanted to fly higher, but a thunderbolt from the sky told him that this place was a no-fly zone!
"Shit! Which way to go next?"

Standing on two forest paths trampled by giant beasts, Ron looked at the two forks in the road before him, his mouth twitching.

It was the same thing yesterday. He closed his eyes and chose a path. After walking for a while, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. I have seen this scenery before! Then he jumped up and found that he had gone around in a big circle and returned to the starting point!

So today he changed his route, but the good times didn't last long. Now, he had to make another difficult choice...

Ron had a feeling that if he continued to choose blindly based on his luck, he might not be able to find the terrifying white snake by the end of three months.

rustle……

At this time, a noise came from the depths of the dense forest. Even experienced hunters would find it difficult to detect such a subtle movement, but it could not escape Ron Thunderman's keen perception of the magnetic field.

“It’s a big one!!”

The next moment, a burly figure about five or six meters long rushed out of the forest and rushed towards him.

“Roar!!” Clouds follow the dragon and wind follows the tiger.

The deafening roar and the strong wind sounded at the same time, so fierce!
This is a tiger. Once the king of the forests on Earth, the cats' reaction speed and muscle strength due to their size mean they have no natural enemies! However, in this strange and mysterious world of One Piece, this tiger is clearly not doing well.

The "king" character on its forehead was torn off in half by its claws, and the tear only stopped at its mouth. There was a row of neat teeth marks on its waist and abdomen, and it was obvious that in the eyes of some beings, it was just a piece of food.

But in the tiger's opinion, it was enough to deal with the hairless monkey in front of it. It had eaten a lot of hairy monkeys before, so it just had to be careful not to let them climb up the tree...

"Ouch?"

Just as he was thinking about it, the tiger suddenly felt that he had stopped falling. His huge claws were on the hairless monkey's shoulders, but he couldn't fall down.

what's the situation?
Why am I flying?
Wait...something is wrong!
The tiger looked down and saw a hand ruthlessly inserted into its chest. The arm supported its entire weight of several tons, but it was as firm as steel! Before the stinging pain spread throughout its body, it heard the hairless monkey say, "I am sure and certain... tigers are not poisonous!"

Puff...Swish!!
As the arm was retracted, a long stream of blood gushed out from the wound. The tiger opened its eyes wide and wanted to escape, but found that its limbs seemed to have disappeared and it had no strength to use. It could only fall to the ground helplessly, its eyes full of confusion.

why? !

"It was the electric current... I used the electric current."

Ron squatted down and rummaged through the rag package, taking out a beetle shell and a few pairs of crudely made chopsticks, then explained to Tiger, "The brain controls the body by stimulating nerve endings with bioelectricity, and I injected current into your body, interfering with the flow of bioelectricity, so your body is now out of control."

Clang!
Ron took out a large guillotine that the canyon mantis had provided and said with a smile: "Okay, please get going, brother Tiger!"

This smile is the smile of death!

Creak! !
"Ouch!!!"

The slaughtering method that allows the prey to completely relax allows the blood to drain out, so that the taste will not be affected. Therefore, Ron strongly supports the painless slaughtering proposal advocated by the Animal Protection Association. Ending the lives of cattle and sheep without any pain is not only kind, but also crucial to improving the quality of the meat! In the past, when slaughtering domestic pigs in rural areas, the red knife went in and the white knife came out. The pigs struggled wildly in pain, resulting in blood threads in the meat that looked like red hemp rope. It would be strange if this kind of meat tasted good!

After some effort to "cook" the tiger, Ron, who was well fed, pulled off the entire tiger skin and dried it. He then used plant tendons and stone needles to sew a few bags... The rag pockets made from shirts were often not enough, and the insect exoskeleton was too hard to be used as a weapon, so a tiger skin was just right.

As a madman who constantly challenges himself, Ron is very familiar with surviving in the wild. So he knows very well that you should never underestimate any craft in the wild. The simplest sewing and mending here can produce a hundred times higher effect than in the civilized world!

However, this place is not Earth after all, and most of the previous knowledge of survival in the wild is useless, especially the anatomy of plants and animals, which is completely useless! So Ron had to spend time to familiarize himself with the wild of this world again, and he even made a joke of being hungry... Now half a month has passed, and the big devil Ron, who left a blacklist record in countless ecological protection areas, is back!

After eating and drinking, Ron happily climbed up the tree and began his daily practice.

But at a certain moment, his gaze looked back deeply and distantly, and then he retracted his gaze.

Something was following him...for a full half month!

As a wilderness survival expert, Ron couldn't have failed to notice this.

But every time when he turned around to attack, the opponent was able to avoid him and not notice him.

But since he didn't attack directly, it proved that the other party was also afraid of him. Or maybe he was not sure of a one-shot kill and wanted to try to get an advantage.

Wouldn’t it be easier this way!

In another half month, when I reach the latest level, we...

Slow, slow, play!

(End of this chapter)