Chapter 412: When Something Goes Wrong, I Take Responsibility

Tap tap tap......

The sound of chattering teeth was just like a rapid drum trio.

The three shelters were blown askew, rain constantly poured in through the roof seams, dripping onto the three people's necks, making them shiver from the cold.

"Good, so cold......"

Xu Ce's trembling voice sounded from behind him.

Jiang Dahai turned and glanced at Xu Ce's paper‑white face, startled: "Why is your face so pale, don't scare me!"

Xu Ce curled up, arms hugging himself, eyes closed, shaking his head: "I, I'm fine......"

Jiang Dahai placed his hand on his forehead, scorching hot: "You seem to have a fever!"

"......"

Xu Ce lifted his hand to his forehead and indeed felt it was a bit hot.

But in this situation, he had no better option than to curl up and tough it out.

Jiang Dahai, fearing the situation would worsen, quickly shook Tu Hongwei awake, wanting to discuss a plan.

But when the other turned his head, he saw a black‑blue swollen pig‑like face, frightening him enough to almost flip the roof.

"Ghost!"

"What ghost?"

Tu Hongwei sat up, feeling as if his head were filled with lead.

He raised his hand to the swollen head, but couldn't feel where his mouth, nose, or ears were.

"What's happening, why can't I feel my nose and mouth?"

"Your face looks green, maybe blue, too dark for me to see clearly, but it's definitely swollen around the edges."

"How did this happen, why did it turn out like this?"

"Could it be poisoning? I told you not to eat random stuff; you act like Shennong, tasting a hundred herbs!"

Tu Hongwei was furious; he was also starving and had no choice but to eat the random mess, having scoured the surroundings for anything edible.

Suddenly a stabbing pain ripped through his abdomen, and the next second he instantly became a jet‑like fighter, spouting sour liquid from his throat.

Luckily his reaction was fast, otherwise the tiny shelter would have been doomed.

Immediately after, he rushed outside, the rain clattered as he fled, a downpour stretching for miles.

Seeing this, Jiang Dahai's brain felt like it would explode.

Xu Ce had a fever and was delirious; Tu Hongwei suffered food poisoning, vomiting and diarrhea.

Outside a typhoon raged with torrential rain; he'd never faced such a fucked‑up situation in his life.

"Stay calm, stay calm, keep cool, you must stay cool!"

Jiang Dahai recited Xu Ce's catchphrase, his mind racing to devise a plan.

But after thinking for ages, he couldn't produce any ideas; on a deserted island you have nothing, a clever woman can't cook without rice.

Fortunately, they still had a shabby shelter to hold them, hoping it could last a bit longer, so...

Suddenly a gust of wind swept like a scythe, instantly tearing away large swaths of palm and banana leaves from the shelter's roof.

In just a few seconds, the shelter they had spent days reinforcing fell apart into a heap of wreckage.

Deprived of their only shelter, the three were forced into the storm, exposed to wind and rain.

"Alright, first avoid the rain......"

Xu Ce curled into a ball, shivering in the icy rain.

The harsh weather worsened his condition, making his state precarious.

Tu Hongwei fared no better; in a flash of lightning, Jiang Dahai, illuminated, seemed to see a giant toad spirit squatting on the ground.

Seeing the situation worsen, Jiang Dahai made a snap decision, knowing they could not wait any longer: "Tu Hongwei, stop dragging, come with me and take Xu Ce to the mountain top; the instructor surely has antipyretics!"

"You go first, I, later, will, come......"

"I told you not to eat randomly, not to eat randomly, you brought this suffering on yourself!"

Jiang Dahai hoisted the feverish Xu Ce onto his back and moved ahead.

Tu Hongwei tried to stand, but the intense abdominal pain kept him from getting up.

When he finally managed to stand, vomiting and diarrhea left him exhausted, his legs like noodles.

With the rainy, slippery, muddy road, he would stumble every few steps, rolling like a mud‑covered monkey.

"Instructor, instructor!"

Heavy knocking on the door was drowned by the downpour.

Jiang Dahai, carrying the feverish Xu Ce, shouted loudly outside.

"Open the door, instructor, Jiu Hao has a fever, condition is poor; Number Ten has food poisoning, vomiting and diarrhea!"

"Can we come in to shelter from the rain? We'll leave once it stops."

"Instructor, instructor......"

Inside, it was pitch black; Bai Yuan and Lao Mao sat, one on the bedside, the other on a chair.

Finally, Lao Mao couldn't stay seated, stood from the chair, went to open the door, but Bai Yuan blocked him.

Bai Yuan said nothing, just shook his head, continuing to block the door.

Until the outside cries turned into angry shouts and then faded away, he finally relented.

Lao Mao opened the door, seeing several silhouettes trudging through wind and rain, one carrying, one dragging, their eyes instantly reddened.

He turned, first punching Bai Yuan in the face, then delivering a hard kick, which only sent him a few steps back; Bai Yuan remained upright.

"Fuck you, are you even a person? What if something goes wrong!"

"If something goes wrong, I take responsibility."

"What are you relying on!"

"......"

Bai Yuan patted his military uniform, neither avoiding nor explaining: "Two hours, give me another two hours; if even this can't twist them into a single rope, I have nothing to say."

Lao Mao angrily cursed: "Of course you have nothing to say; I already told you this path wouldn't work, you're being overly idealistic!"

Bai Yuan watched the direction the three left, sighed: "Actually, I hope someone steps forward to slap my face—the louder, the better."

The rain grew denser, the wind grew stronger.

On the island, all weeds lay flat against the ground, shrubs tilted at angles over forty-five degrees, even trees as thick as a calf were blown and broken in several places.

With such terrifying wind plus the downpour, Jiang Dahai found each step extremely difficult; moreover, he still had to carry Xu Ce and drag Tu Hongwei.

Seeking help from the instructor proved futile; he could only pin his hopes on the other two squads—if each could take in one person for a night, perhaps things would improve once the rain cleared tomorrow.

He could find any random place to make do, but his two teammates couldn't.

Meanwhile, the situation of the other two squads was just as bad...