"None on island eighteen."
Leng Ting Chen's ears were filled with messages from various ships, his face grim as he set foot on island number 45.
The small island was quiet. It took them a long time to see some signs of human habitation.
Zhang Yang pushed his way through the thickets in front of him, followed by Leng Ting Chen and Lu Ke Hao, who walked behind him from time to time