What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 192 SOS
The lifeboat was anchored on the sea, next to the Friendship, which had been watching them for more than half a month.

Marino was pulled up, while the remaining crew members anxiously awaited their fate.

……

"What's your name? Where are you serving? Who is your superior? Whose orders are you taking here?"

Wang Wu sat imposingly in the chair, and a series of clever questions made Marino's legs tremble slightly.

Danny, standing next to him, acted as the translator, rattling off a string of words.

Marino, short, thin, and dark-skinned, was surrounded by several burly men, but he remained silent.

Wang Wu frowned slightly and looked at Danny:

"Have you translated it?"

"Of course, please trust my language skills."

"I didn't say 'Mazefak' at the beginning, did I?"

"..."

Danny was a little embarrassed. He had indeed exaggerated a bit, but he had definitely conveyed the meaning.

"Ahem, anyway, the monkey definitely understood. He was just begging for mercy in English over the radio."

Wang Wu raised his chin: "Let him speak, don't hold back."

Danny translated, "If you don't speak, I'll send you to feed the fish."

Marino couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down to beg for mercy.
"Please, I have four sons to raise. I didn't mean any harm..."

Wang Wu wanted to ask Marino some information, but the kid just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, refusing to say a word.

Ding Yiduo, who had been watching from the side, suddenly turned and walked towards his cabin. A moment later, he came out carrying some things.

Marino, who was pounding on the floor, heard a chaotic sound above him, quietly raised his head, and then instantly collapsed to the ground, a pool of foul-smelling liquid flowing from his crotch.

Although he was just a dismissed captain, I still recognized the character with the pheasant neck in the movie.

"Old Ding, Old Ding, calm down!"

Wang Wu really didn't know why Ding Yiduo wanted to put a Type 92 heavy machine gun in the cabin, but it really wasn't necessary now.

He gave Danny a look, and the latter actually stepped forward to help hold the springboard back.

"Ding, let me play first!"

[Commander Tang Wen: Put it down and let the monkey talk.]

Upon receiving Tang Wen's instruction, Ding Yiduo finally released his grip, allowing Wang Wu to lift the heavy pheasant neck. His arm, heavy and askew, pointed directly at Marino, who was lying on the ground.

The latter frantically begged for mercy, shouting loudly:

"My name is Marino. I was assigned this job. I'm innocent!"

Upon hearing that it wasn't the same word that had just been repeated, Wang Wu quickly found a place to put down the pheasant neck, but fearing that Ding Yiduo and Danny would cause trouble, he simply sat down on it.

Sure enough, after this incident, Marino immediately burst into tears and confessed everything, even revealing the color of his boss's wife's underwear.

Wang Wu: "So, you couldn't take it anymore? Then why didn't you ask us for help?"

Marino looked troubled. It was one thing for him to neglect his family, but many other sailors genuinely missed their loved ones.

Running away might offer a chance of survival, but surrendering to Gai Jin could mean the execution of your entire family.

That's why he initially thought of begging for mercy and letting himself go, but once he said it, it was a completely different story.

But since things had come to this, all he could do was hope to be taken in.

Wang Wu was pondering how to report this unexpected event as soon as possible when he heard Ding Yiduo say:
"No, you can't stay here. You must go back to the Sierra Madre and we'll give you permission to come down."

Danny translated, and Marino looked up blankly. Wang Wu also looked over, unsure if this was Tang Wen's arrangement.

Seeing that Marino did not respond, Old Ding silently turned around and walked back to his cabin.

After taking two steps, Marino realized what was happening and nodded frantically, afraid of another blow to the neck.

But after regaining his composure, Marino still mustered up his courage and asked:

"Could you get us some rat poison?"

Ding Yiduo: "Okay, but the premise is that from now on, all your actions will be directed by me."

Marino, you and your crew wouldn't want your escape to be on the newspapers, would you?

……

With photos of the escape and an unknown number of pheasant necks in Captain Ding's cabin, the crew on the lifeboats slowly climbed back onto the Sierra Madre, looking as if they had lost their parents.

However, to Marino's surprise, the doctor on the Friendship examined several patients and found that it was just malaria, but because of the poor living conditions, they had not recovered for a long time. One of them was given a shot of a special medicine in the buttocks.

In addition, after learning that Marino was the captain of the patrol boat that sank, Ding Yiduo gave him half a basket of spinach as a special permission and promised to give him a new identity on the mainland after the matter was settled.

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Marino returned to the Sierra Madre, where the long-absent mice immediately gathered at his feet to celebrate.

After kicking away an enthusiastic mouse, Marino announced to the uneasy crew: "I've voted for Geiger!"
When the promise of settling on the mainland was made, the group of sailors immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't see the pheasant neck, but they knew that after being sent back, they would receive rat poison and fresh vegetables, and they wouldn't have to suffer as much as before.

"Now, we must obey Geigin's orders completely!"

Marino pulled out a gold-plated G flag he'd gotten from the Friendship, tapped it a few times on his forehead and upper body, and shouted "IKUN!"

He didn't know what "IKUN" was, but he would definitely do whatever Ding Yiduo told him to do.

"IKUN!"

The others followed suit, expressing their belief in the great Gaijin.

Marino nodded in satisfaction, and then began to explain his purpose:

"We need to rebuild the antenna and ask for help from the outside world!"

One of the sailors was dumbfounded: "Who can we ask for help?"

"Fool, of course it's our motherland! We're short of food and clothing, and there's an epidemic. We desperately need help!"

"But haven't we already done that? No ship can get here."

"No, this time we're going to make the call on the public channel."

Marino pointed to the tallest sailor:

"We want the whole world to know that we are in dire straits and desperately need help."

……

That afternoon, a tall mast was erected on the bow of the Sierra Madre, with a high-powered antenna mounted on top.

Marino tuned the radio to several popular public channels, and after a moment's preparation, began calling for help:
"This is the Sierra Madre, and we have been stranded on Ren'ai Reef for a month."

Rats ate all our food and contaminated our drinking water, and most of the crew members were sick and starving.

The hull of the ship was damaged, seawater flooded the bottom compartments, all supplies were destroyed, and we were out of ammunition and food.

The ship's fresh water supply will only last for three more days. If it is not replenished, we will die of thirst, and there is also a risk of plague due to the rats.

But we are the most steadfast men and the strongest sailors in Luzon. We are still holding on because headquarters promised to come and rescue us.

Even with a potential outbreak of plague, even though we were eating oysters from the bottom of the ship, even though our clothes were rotten, we still did not give up.

But now my satellite phone is broken, and I can only call for help via radio to passing ships and kind people who hear this message. I hope you can pass this message on to my superior, Mr. Suha:
Your most loyal subordinates are here. We haven't abandoned the precious Sierra Madre, because the hope you gave us still exists, and we believe rescue is on its way!

(End of this chapter)