Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 66 The limit is coming!

Half a month later, in the lava field in the eastern part of Hell Island.

A fiery red lizard crawled up from under the charred tree trunk, shook its head and tried to leave. But at this moment, a big hand reached out from behind it and grabbed it tightly with lightning speed. Then the owner of the fist stretched out his thumb and hit it on the neck!
Click!

Afterwards, the owner threw it into his mouth without doing anything else, chewing it with a crunching sound and swallowing the blood... In this lava zone, any trace of water is precious!

"This is the lava zone, everyone be careful... Although there are no very strong monsters, the natural disasters of the volcano are more terrifying than monsters!"

This person is Quinn Donte. Compared with half a month ago, he is undoubtedly a little more wild now.

The clothes on his body had already been taken away for processing and used as bandages and weaving. Cloth was a very important material here. Although it was much more comfortable than the fur on his body that had not yet dissipated the stench, as a leader, he could not just enjoy it, but his ultimate goal was to lead everyone to survive.

Dongte had never imagined that he would one day accept a life of not taking a bath for half a month, eating raw lizards, and drinking raw meat and blood. As the eldest son of the Quinn family, he had been living a life of luxury since childhood and had never suffered from hardship. But in just half a month, he got used to it.

Hell Island taught him the rules of survival here.

If you don't want to die, just do it...

As Dongte gave orders, his companions nodded silently and began to look for a clean cave and prepare dinner according to their respective tasks.

It’s not that they are not interested in talking, but in this area, there is a blind strange bird with very powerful hearing!

Their body heat is enough to ignite trees, and they come and go as fast as the wind, flying like a living firestorm. One of their companions was taken away by it because he spoke too loudly. That was the first time the team lost a member, and although there was no second time, the sight of their companions being pierced through the shoulder by the claws and wailing away had a great impact on them.

"Donte, the area where the magma flows is safe, but the air is poisonous and the water supply is insufficient..."

A man came over and reported in a low voice.

"Have you finished drinking the water from the last rain?"

"There's only one bucket left, and it can only last three days at most..."

"Oh, let me think about it..."

Dongte sighed sadly and spat out the chewed grass stalks in his mouth. Although the grass juice was bitter, it was a good source of water.

Before actually stepping into it, who would have thought that this seemingly fertile primeval forest actually had so little edible food! The mushrooms on the tree trunks were poisonous; the roots in the soil were poisonous; the small animals caught in the traps were also poisonous! The entire jungle was built up with poison and fire!

The fresh water resources are occupied by several powerful wild beasts, making it difficult to even get a drink of water!

Dongte now has to consider all aspects of the problem. The survival pressure of a group of people has accumulated on him, making him a little breathless.

or……

Have you given up?

When I get home, I'll have good food and drink, a warm bed to sleep in, no need to fight wild beasts, no need to walk on the road in fear every day, no need...

Do not!
Absolutely not! !
Boom! !

Suddenly, Dongte punched the semi-solidified magma in front of him. He felt a sharp pain and his confused eyes instantly became clear.

As his companions stared in horror, he raised his severely burned fist, his face grim, and said, "We must seize a water source! Otherwise, we will all die!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air became quiet for a while, and then a strong murderous aura rose up!

Everyone lowered their voices and roared.

"Yes!!"

……

Similar situations to the one faced by Donte could be seen everywhere on Hell Island. The volcanoes that erupted on time every day, the fighting that never stopped on the ice field, and the dense thunderstorms in the wild forests all squeezed the physical and mental limits of these new recruits.

They ate raw meat and drank blood. They smeared feces all over their bodies and even on their lips to avoid being chased. They bit wild beasts for a bite of food...

The purpose is just to survive!

Now half a month has passed and the most difficult time has arrived.

The tense nerves are overwhelmed, and everyone is faced with difficult choices all the time... should they grit their teeth and persevere, or give up and return?
……

East Coast Cave, Naval Base.

In the open space, the flying squirrel was half naked, slashing down with his sword in a serious manner. Through hard training, he maintained his fighting power.

He was a veteran who had been promoted to vice admiral of the headquarters thirty years ago, and a veteran of the navy! He knew that he had no hope of making a breakthrough in this lifetime, but as long as justice still needed him, he was ready to go to the battlefield at any time!

"drink!"

Another sword slashed down, and the flying squirrel suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "What's the situation?"

"Yes! Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel..." The visitor was a naval colonel who was responsible for monitoring the new recruits who were training on the island. Of course, they were not a safety measure for the new recruits, but just a group of cold and heartless spectators who recorded what the new recruits did every day and then made statistical evaluations.

after all……

Too dangerous!

Even if a recruit is found to be in life-threatening danger, no one can rush to rescue them, and they have to rely on themselves for everything.

Moreover, surveillance is not all-encompassing. The dangerous environment on the island makes it difficult for the hardworking Den Den Mushi to survive. At most, they set up a small number of surveillance Den Den Mushi in the relatively safe areas outside the island. It often takes several days to see a new recruit appear on the screen. Deeper places and some dangerous places cannot be detected.

The colonel came to report at this time because half a month had passed and someone finally broke away from the periphery and stepped into the empty dark forest.

"Oh? Which kid is so brave? Haven't the creatures outside made them suffer enough?"

The flying squirrel was a little curious. Hell Island was a place of life and death that even a strong man like him was afraid of. The beast kings on the periphery alone were enough for the new recruits to deal with.

You know, every beast king has the power of 3000 Dao points!

Not to mention the various monsters living in the hinterland and central areas of the island!

Except for one person’s death on the third day after departure, no reduction in personnel was detected for such a long time afterwards. It is conceivable that these little guys should have understood this a long time ago, right?

"Uh...this..."

The colonel hesitated, and after a pause he said, "It was Ron... He walked out of the canyon, and then we found that he had left the outer area."

"It turns out to be him!"

The flying squirrel knew why the colonel hesitated, because Ron's strength was too strong! In this world where the strong are respected, it would be a bit embarrassing not to add the honorific title of colonel.

There are few monsters in the wild forest area but they are the strongest, and the lightning in the sky is fatal. It is a real forbidden zone for life!
To be honest, ever since Hell Island replaced Thundergod Island as the designated location for survival training, no recruit has successfully conquered the wasteland area in all these years.

Smoker, the user of the natural smoke fruit ability who attracted much attention in the past few years, was only lingering on the outskirts of the wasteland and did not dare to go deep into it easily.

But according to the few Den Den Mushi they saw, the monsters that were once enough to pick off a group of new recruits could only become food to be chased by Ron. Especially on the second day of the departure, he was so hungry that he actually snatched a piece of meat from the mouth of a gregarious wolf, which made the flying squirrel's mouth twitch.

The desolate forest that seemed like a dead end was like a playground to Ron!

What a terrifying power this is? !
Not to mention the new recruits, even many well-known naval generals could not do it as easily as Ron.

Later, in order to catch up with the escaping Thunder Beetle, he fell into the abyss canyon and disappeared.

The flying squirrel knew that Ron would not fall to his death, but it was unknown when he would be able to get out. Unexpectedly...

"Wait! He actually walked out?!"

The flying squirrel's eyes widened instantly. "The deepest part of the Abyss Canyon is only 1,300 meters, and the underground cave is less than 2,000 meters... He never thought of crawling out? What did he eat and drink in the past half month?"

"Uh……"

The colonel was stunned for a moment, and replied, "According to the footage from the Den Den Mushi we planted at the deepest point, Ron came out chewing on a young Thunder Mosquito. Although he quickly ran behind a rock and had diarrhea, he was in good spirits."

Thunder Mosquito Cub...

Isn't that a maggot?!

Is that thing edible?
Although its toxicity is not as strong as that of the Thunder Mosquito, it is also highly poisonous!
and many more……

The corner of the flying squirrel's mouth twitched suddenly, and he recalled some descriptions of Ron in the information. In addition to the commonplace issues such as talent, perseverance, and contribution, there was also this one.

"...possessing an extremely terrifying recovery ability, as long as the food provides enough energy, most fatal injuries can be ignored!"

This was a report from Zefa. He once saw with his own eyes that Ron's ribs were stuck in his internal organs and he was half dead. Then he straightened the ribs himself, and he was fine after half a day!
Now it seems that this information can be supplemented with another item: "It can even decompose toxins with its own healing ability, reducing or eliminating toxin reactions."

Ok?
How did Ron's bones get stuck in his internal organs?
This question is a matter of opinion...

"What a...monster!!"

The flying squirrel smacked his lips, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, leave him alone. That brat is even more perverted than Kuzan and the other three. He can't die!"

"Yeah, I think so..."

At this moment, there was a noise outside. The flying squirrel turned his head and saw a humanoid creature with a tattered body and covered in blood walking into the cave from the stairs and then falling to the ground.

"Quick! Medics, prepare for surgery, there is heavy internal bleeding!"

Seeing this, the flying squirrel closed his eyes and asked, "Has it started?"

(End of this chapter)