Chapter 534 (1/2)

There were more than 100 officers and soldiers on the frigate swordfish. Except William Halsey, the rest were lying on the bed in the dormitory. It was as if they had made an appointment. They put on the same clothes, lay on the bed in the same posture at the same time and died with dignity.

Such scenes look as strange as they are.

Fortunately, not more than 100 people died in one room. The rest cabin of the ship is divided into many dormitories. There are not many people in each dormitory, up to seven or eight, probably according to arms and functions.

At the beginning, Mrs. Larry looked at each body carefully with the light of fire. Later, she didn't know whether it was caused by the depression of the atmosphere or she lost her patience, so she simply didn't look at it. She just raised a torch at the cabin door and retreated.

At the other end of the aisle is the officer's dormitory, which is smaller but more exquisite. Most of the lieutenants are two people in one room, while the few single rooms are full of school level officers.

Boris still kept trying to find a lot of light weapons from the cabinet or other places in the room. However, none of them could be used. Instead, a few military knives looked as new as before when they were pulled out of their scabbards.

Boris, like a treasure, did not forget to show off in front of petru. Petru also looked for it. Later, he not only found the military knife, but also found many useful tools, such as ceramic cups, glass bottles and multifunctional knives. However, what excited them most was that they found several bottles of well packaged wine, including whisky, brandy and rum, probably the private possession of some officers.

In order to make sure the wine was still drinkable, Boris opened one of the bottles and sprinkled a little on the ground, and the strong aroma of the wine floated in the whole cabin.

”Quack, it's delicious!” the crow shook his head continuously, blowing as if it had a dog's nose, and then sneezed.

”That's nice!” Boris took a sip at the bottle and laughed happily, completely forgetting the body of hundreds of years ago still lying on the bed next to him.

Petru warned, ”Boris, you bastard, be careful! The air here is not circulating and very dry. Let's light a fire. Your alcohol may burn here.”

Boris was very upset, but he could only cover the wine bottle obediently. He still said unconvinced, ”Hey, red beard, how about going out and having a drink contest later?”

Petru said, ”Bibi, Bibi, you think I'm afraid of you!”

”How about adding me?” the crow said excitedly when he heard that they were going to spell wine.

”You can drink too?” Boris said.

”Of course, quack, I can not only drink, but also taste. Do you know how to taste? Good wine should be tasted, not poured into your throat! When it comes to drinking, none of you can compare with flowers. She is the best bartender in Liuying lane, and she can drink very well. If she is here, I dare say none of you can drink her.”

The crow chattered again.

”Oh, really, what a bragging bird!” Boris joked.

”Who said I bragged?”

Because Boris and petru were left behind in the search for weapons, the crow had to turn around and wanted to have a good debate with them. Suddenly, he croaked and almost jumped up from the green wood's head and spread his wings:

”Quack - what's that?”

People turned around with its cry, the flames of the torch flickered, and the weak light could only illuminate the place not far in front of them. In front of me was a dark corridor, flanked by dormitories full of corpses. The front of the corridor fell into the darkness beyond the light of the fire, and there was no end. All they knew was that there was a hatch door through which they came in.

When Aoki also turned around, the crow on his head was turned in another direction, towards the other side, and then croaked again.

”Quack - who?”

The cry of the coal boss echoed between the dark narrow aisle and the bulkhead, which was creepy. At this time, people remember that they are usually blinded by its excessive intelligence and occasional cute stupidity, and forget that it is actually a crow - in many local folklore, it is an unknown symbol, and its cry often indicates death and disaster.

The atmosphere in the cabin had just been improved by finding the wine, and now it was tense by the cry of crows.

”What are you calling?” said Su Huilan.

”Well, I'm not yelling. I seem to see...”