Wind Rises in North America 1625

Chapter 5 Challenge
"Tell me, why don't we use assault rifles to kill the sailors who come ashore one by one?" Wei Zhonglong squatted behind a big tree, listened to the movements in the forest for a while, then turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"Every bullet we fire is one less. If we waste a lot of bullets just to kill these Spanish sailors, the captain and the political commissar might think it's not worth it." Li Liang yawned loudly and tightened his fur vest.

It was only late October, but the temperature had already dropped to around 10 degrees Celsius. The sea breeze was unusually chilly. Furthermore, there was still cold dew in the forest. After just a short while of lying down behind the tree, my clothes and trouser legs were soaked with the icy dew, which made me feel a chill running through my body.

Maybe it won’t be long before it snows here.

"That's right. There are only four assault rifles and two pistols in total, and only a few hundred rounds of bullets. After a burst of shooting, we will have to fight with others with wooden spears from now on." Wei Zhonglong said, looking at the wooden spear in his hand with disgust and sighed slightly.

"That's not the case." Li Liang smiled and said, "If we can get rid of this group of Spaniards, we will have dozens of muskets. Oh, maybe we can even get a few cannons from their ships, so we still have the ability to protect ourselves."

"After we defeat this group of Spaniards, what are we going to do if more Spaniards come?"

"So, we have to keep all the Spaniards here this time. We can't let any of them escape." Li Liang peered into the depths of the dense forest and said, "Especially their large sailing ship. We must seize it."

"What if we don't get it and they run away?"

"Then we have to consider developing in another place."

"Development?" Wei Zhonglong couldn't help but laugh when he heard it. "There are only fifty or sixty of us, and we don't have anything. How can we develop? We're just trying to survive now, trying hard to survive in this fucked-up era. ... Hey, what era are we in now?"

"What era? Who knows? It's definitely not the 18th or 19th century, otherwise, there would definitely be European colonists here. ...Why, you still haven't accepted reality?"

"Alas, so many times when I wake up from my sleep, I hope it was just a dream."

Li Liang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then fell into silence.

After the initial novelty and excitement, most naval cadets soon felt endless confusion and...panic.

A group of people accustomed to 21st-century modern life are suddenly transported to an unknown era, a vast wilderness with no electricity, no information, and no modern civilization. Everyone is forced to toil to cut wood and build houses, hunt and fish, and strive to maintain the most basic human needs.

What makes people feel even more desperate is that they may stay here forever, and will no longer be able to enjoy the modern civilization, prosperous life, and ubiquitous technology and culture that they once had.

The surrounding area is all wilderness, and apart from a few primitive and ignorant Indian tribes, there is no trace of civilization.

Considering the insignificance of their own power, they dare not take the initiative to seek out and contact the civilization of this era. They are like a pearl lost in the dust, lonely and fragile.

If not for the fact that they were all cadet soldiers who had been trained for many years and had strict supervision and psychological counseling from the captain, political commissar and instructors, everyone would have suffered a psychological breakdown.

After all, they do not belong to this era.
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"Report to the captain, the Spaniards have retreated to the coast again." A cadet soldier quickly ran to Captain Luo Zhenhui, saluted, and reported loudly.

"Oh?" Luo Zhenhui frowned and looked at the political commissar Li Xianqing beside him. "Are the Spanish so scared? We just set up some traps and scared them back to the coast? ... They won't just give up and go back to the ship, right?"

"That shouldn't be the case?" Li Xianqing was a little unsure. "Perhaps they're waiting to gather more sailors, then use their numbers to break through the woods. As for why they've retreated to the coast now, I guess they've been tricked by the traps and are worried we might be ambushing them in the woods."

"Captain, should we send someone to lure them over?" Navigation instructor Kuang Xu suggested. "We shouldn't. If the Spanish get hurt, it would be a disaster." Luo Zhenhui shook his head and said, "Every one of us here is extremely valuable. We can't afford to lose any of them easily."

More than three months ago, after the "Breaking Waves" landed here, there were nine naval instructors, one medical officer, and fifty-two naval cadets, a total of sixty-two people.

However, over the course of three months, more than twenty people fell ill or were accidentally injured by wild animals in the jungle. After strenuous treatment and using up nearly half of the medicines, five people still died, reducing the total number of the team to fifty-seven.

In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, Luo Zhenhui ordered all personnel not to go out alone. Even if they went hunting in the forest or fishing at sea, they had to go with several people and take all necessary precautions.

On this wild Vancouver Island - oh, after everyone's discussion, this island has been renamed Qiming Island, and the landing Victoria Harbor is also called Shixing Harbor - there are wild beasts and poisonous insects everywhere, and there are even ferocious cougars and black bears. If you are not careful, you will become food for the beasts.

Although, after a careful exploration of the area around the landing point, Shixing Port, two ignorant and primitive Indian tribes were discovered, with a total number of about forty or fifty people.

However, it was impossible to communicate normally with these Indians, and it was difficult to recruit them for their own use. They also held strong hostility towards these new "tribes".

This wasn't surprising. These Indians lived by hunting and gathering, their camps made of simple huts of thatch and branches. They rarely cooked over a fire, and when extremely hungry, they would simply eat raw wild duck and elk. It could be said that they lived a primitive life, eating only raw meat and consuming only raw food. Compared to their South American "compatriots," they were much less civilized, even inferior to the Indian tribes of the central Great Plains.

When they saw such a group of new neighbors coming to the seaside, no matter how stupid or poorly-smart they were, they knew that with more people in this area, their hunting opportunities would be greatly reduced, and food might become scarce.

If they were not afraid of the large number of new "tribes" consisting of young and strong men, who seemed to be able to make many threatening tools, they might have sent out the warriors in the tribe to drive away these newcomers.

After several attempts, he even used coarse salt boiled from sea water to win over the Indians, hoping that they would "help" him build his home, but he was met with indifference and cold treatment from the other side.

However, after tasting the coarse salt, they were extremely surprised and exchanged some dried meat they had hunted with the people of Shixing Port.

Considering that their own supplies were not abundant, the officers and soldiers of the "Break the Wave" gave up the attempt to completely conquer this primitive Indian tribe.

Maybe taming them would not only not help much, but would require a lot of effort to feed them.

Forget it, the landlord doesn’t have any surplus food!

Besides, we are still very poor and our lives are not much better than others. We also rely on hunting and fishing to survive.

What makes us slightly better than them is that we know how to boil salt from seawater, how to make fire and cook, and we also know how to build a wooden fort to protect ourselves.

Of course, this wooden fort was very simple and could only protect against the intrusion of wild beasts and the attacks of Native Americans. If it were to face a foreign enemy with a certain level of civilization, it might not be enough.

"Captain, the Spaniards have gathered more than fifty people and entered the forest again, heading straight for our camp!" A cadet soldier hurried over again and reported excitedly.

"Send a signal to each team, prepare to meet the enemy!" Luo Zhenhui raised his eyebrows and ordered loudly: "We must keep all the Spaniards who have come ashore here!"

(End of this chapter)