Chapter 316 - Survival Island (1/2)
Chapter 316 Survival IslandFeng Wen Island was irregularly sector-shaped. It had few hills and ridges but was full of dense bushes, displaying its vigor of life.
At the center part of the sector-shaped island were a golden beach and the blue and rippled sea, presenting a poetic fairyland.
“Heavens! I think it’s pretty much as beautiful as those in Maldives,” said Yang Shiwen with happiness. She took off her shoes letting her little feet step on the beach.
“If we develop it well, I believe it’ll be another Maldives.”
Liu Feng confidently said, “We can also turn it into our family garden one day. When we’re old, we’ll come here enjoying our last days.”
“Mm!”
Yang Shiwen blushed once again and threw a glance at Liu Feng. It seemed that she had imagined some of those scenes in the future.
Uncle Dong had now set up the charcoal stove on the beach. Xiaoqi brought a portable power source from the cruise ship and charged up a streamer and a fryer.
Ten men in black got off the ship. They walked one by one towards the island carrying a long large-size bag.
Yang Shiwen didn’t pay much attention to them. She wouldn’t be surprised at anyone who showed up around Liu Feng after knowing Liu Feng’s identity.
However, seeing them disappear rapidly one by one, Uncle Dong was brightened up.
“Liu Feng, are they all your friends?”
Uncle Dong said excitedly, “If I am not wrong, they should be special-force soldiers. They’re strong and agile, keeping low the sound of their breaths and steps. Every move of each of them is displaying his identity as a king of soldier.”
Uncle Dong was once a special-force soldier, so he could tell extraordinary places of these men in black
Liu Feng laughed, “They’re kind of special-force soldiers. It can’t be peaceful for us to come here this time. So, I did some preparations.”
“The preparation is awesome.”
Uncle Dong drew his looks and said, “Liu Feng, are they all guns in those long bags? You’re so powerful. You don’t come long but you can have all those cars and ships, and so many weapons.”
Liu Feng wore a mysterious smile, “Uncle Dong, should I give you some arms?”
“Fantastic! I’ve retired for years but I’ve never stopped playing guns.”
Uncle Dong was more excited, “But you know, in the city, I can’t play heavy weapons. If something happens here, maybe I can recall some feelings during my days being a soldier.”
“Good!”
Liu Feng raised his head and winked at Xiaoqi.
Xiaoqi got the message and ran onto the ship. It took him not long to carry along bag over to Uncle Dong.
Unzipping the bag, Uncle Dong’s eyes lit up. He pulled a 77-centimeter submachine gun and said with pride, “P21. It’s the 21st generation of the submachine gun of the nation. It has a range of up to 600 meters, 450 of which is effective. I heard some super soldiers can use it to shoot the target from more than 500 meters. It’s good.”
Then Uncle Dong took another two pistols, “Damn. J15, our country’s 15th generation of new military pistols. Semi-automatic firing!”
“Damn! There’re ten American grenades.”
“It’s awesome. Twelve spare magazines.”
“There is a bayonet, a pair of night vision glasses and a camouflage!”
Uncle Dong kept shouting out of shock. He then raised his head looking at Liu Feng, “Heavens! Liu Feng, you’ve armed your friends with these weapons, are you going to attack a regiment?”
Liu Feng laughed, “Uncle Dong, you take care of these things. If things here don’t go south, it’ll be fine. If not, it’ll be more horrible than facing a regiment.”
Although Liu Feng said while laughing, his words suddenly made Uncle Dong feel serious.
“Right. I’ll never forget when those people attacking Yang Family. They said they’re from the Goddess Palace. Their individual combat abilities were horribly strong…”
“Uncle Dong, don’t think too much. Let’s eat!”
Ghost King called with something in his mouth. The muscleman was already eating two big Japanese swimming crabs.
“Let’s eat!” Liu Feng held Yang Shiwen’s hands and ran to the stove.
Uncle Dong took a deep breath and self-mocked, “I’m out of date. Look at Liu Feng. That is the manner of a real expert!”
The four hadn’t stopped the picnic until the sun went west and the sky was darkening.
Half of about forty kilograms of seafood had been gulped down by Ghost King. It had nothing left by the end.
When the fire in the stove died out, Liu Feng stood up. His face, always with smiles, turned into serious, “It’s too quiet. Something happened.”
Hearing Liu Feng’s words, Ghost King and Uncle Dong stood up. Yang Shiwen went next to Liu Feng immediately.
Then Liu Feng pressed the communicator on his right ear. When he wanted to ask what happened… boom!
From deep places of the island came a sudden gunshot.
Next, Xiaoqi’s voice sounded in Liu Feng’s right ear, saving him from asking, “Big Boss, something happened. A lot of people have ambushed on the island. Their weapons and combat ability are not bad. We’ve lost three.”
Boom!
Closely, an explosive sound came from somewhere on the island.