The Death Knell

Fortunately, the taste of sake is normal, not too strong, and has a fruity aroma.

Su Ming pushed the rice bowl aside, ate lobster and drank wine. As a super soldier, his super-fast metabolism made alcohol basically ineffective, but since he was relaxing now, it would be good to drink some wine to suit the occasion.

This shop is not big, but the tables, chairs and benches are all made of sandalwood from the island. It has a beautiful color and a light aroma. The sea breeze blows from the window, which is quite refreshing.

"Bold, have you ever thought about going back to England?"

"Maybe..." Bold picked up a handkerchief and wiped his beard. He showed a standard gentleman's smile, but his eyes were a little confused: "I don't know how long I can live, but I still want to think about it after I die. Buried behind the church in my hometown.”

A destroyer captain can now only command a sampan with a displacement of less than 3 tons. This makes him not sure what to say about himself. Maybe he will change another ship, but who can say for sure what will happen in the future? ?

Su Ming nodded, brought the wine glass to his mouth and took another sip.

This kind of fruit sake was invented by Japanese residents on the island, but it is not served in a small white porcelain cup, but in a large glass, half filled like a foreign wine.

"If you have the chance, do you still want to go to the battlefield?"

After hearing Su Ming's words, Bold's eyes lit up, but he quickly regained his composure. As a soldier, he did still want to go to the battlefield, but he could not see any sign of the outbreak of war.

The British and French allied forces won, and Germany was defeated. Now the Germans can't even eat, so how can they still fight?

Could it be that the French want to go to war with Britain?

This is possible. France is the old enemy. In history, the war between Britain and France lasted for a hundred years. The French always want to return to the throne of European hegemony.

"The Germans are still digesting the bitter consequences of their last defeat. As for the war...you mean the French?"

Of course Su Ming knew it wasn't a French guy, but he wouldn't say it was a guy with a mustache from Austria, so he selectively skipped it.

"We are all soldiers, smoke and death have long been integrated into our blood, and God will always give opportunities to warriors."

Although Su Ming technically only participated in the metal battle, he was still eager to try when he thought about the battlefield. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe. The surging passion was really addictive.

There was also a happy expression on Bould's face, and he seemed to look much younger all of a sudden.

"Then thank you for your blessing. Although war will bring a lot of misfortunes, I shouldn't have said this...but we are soldiers, and soldiers are always looking forward to a new war."

Using this as a topic, the two talked about the last world war. Bould thought that Su Ming had been a member of the American Expeditionary Force, and was very curious about it.

He wanted to know how Su Ming could still be alive and kicking after suffering so many injuries, and what he had gone through.

Of course, Su Ming satisfied his curiosity by magically changing war stories such as "Saving Private Ryan" and "The Enemy at the Wall" into a World War I background.

Those stories made Bird exclaim again and again. He regarded Su Ming as a god. Soldiers always yearn for the strong. Although the soldiers were different, Su Ming's achievements were really scary.

Of course, Su Ming was just talking nonsense. He couldn't tell him that he was a reformed warrior. He had just eliminated the universe-level villain Barbatos and a group of crazy bats. He fought side by side with a group of masked men and was then killed by a blue naked man. Sent from another world.

This topic is too surreal...

"God, Slade, you must be his old man's favorite. You survived so many dangers and so many wounds."

When Bold heard the last part, he was excited even though he didn't even drink. He took the initiative to ask for wine to toast Su Ming. He admired the war hero so much that he fell to the ground.

"I have better luck, so I feel you will come back to the battleship."

Su Ming shamelessly accepted the compliment and at the same time poured some ecstasy soup into Boulder. If he wanted to obtain Caho Island from him in the future, it was necessary to have a good relationship with him.

The two chatted, and in the end it was Bold who became drunk first. Su Ming carried him back to the port and handed him over to his housekeeper, agreeing to visit him on Caho Island in the future.

He stood on the dock and watched their boat leave.

I stretched my waist and arms, picked up my equipment, and found a small hotel to stay on the beach in Honolulu. There is no need to register any identity these days, as long as you have money.

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In the next few days, Su Ming lived completely leisurely, going to the beach every day and drinking some soda and beer.

The girls ran into the sea wearing old-fashioned swimsuits and laughed like silver bells.

The sea always makes people feel cheerful. Watching the white waves approaching, retreating, and approaching again is like dancing.

It's a pity that American girls still rarely come here at this time. Most of the beaches are locals. The atmosphere of the times is also very conservative. The swimsuits are all one-piece and the belly is not exposed.

But it is already a very good place. Compared with European civilians, the natives of Hawaii live better than them.

At this time, there were many people in Europe who had no food to eat, but in Hawaii, as long as they were willing to do it themselves, they could eat fish in the sea and animals and plants on uninhabited islands.

After spending a few days wandering around different beaches in various archipelagos, Su Ming tried bow hunting and diving. He even found an equestrian club specifically for wealthy people and rode horses there for a few days.

However, the fighting instinct still deeply affects him.

For example, when he sees girls on the beach, his first reaction is not to look at their faces, breasts, and legs. Instead, he first looks at the muscles of their upper limbs and whether there are gun calluses on their palms to judge their combat effectiveness and positioning, as well as possible threats. .

All these calculations are completely subconscious and cannot be controlled at all, just like instinct.

Go hunting on an uninhabited island. He knows the jungle better than the indigenous guides, and the hunting scenes are always very bloody. The other guides were frightened and thought he was a pervert, so they stopped working soon after arriving on the island.

On the other hand, the butcher who collected the game in the Honolulu market brightened up. He admired the wild game that had been skinned and decapitated with a knife, and he made Su Ming his confidant.

Butcher Lao Zhang became the second friend he made in Hawaii besides Bird.

Half a month passed without realizing it.

The entertainment options in Hawaii in this era were very limited. After all, he got tired of those activities within a few days, and Su Ming returned to the beach.

At this time, Su Ming was lying on a recliner with a garland around his neck and drinking Feizhai Happy Water. He felt that he had gradually adapted to peaceful times.

The extremely high metabolism of the modified person prevents him from gaining weight. He can drink Coke as much as he wants, and a bottle only costs 25 cents.

He suddenly changed from an ordinary person to a super soldier before, but now he just regained the feeling of being an ordinary person. He also adapted quickly.

He has learned to ignore those calculations and analyses, at least now he won't subconsciously touch a gun just because a stranger walks by.

Now he was simply enjoying life and no longer thinking about those messy things. He watched the sun gradually set over the sea, and everything around him was covered in glow.