C3 Wake up on an Unknown Desert Island

In the dream, I returned to the military camp. My comrades and I were conducting military exercises with our allies, and our scout company was hiding in the forest 100 meters away from their camp. It was very dark all around.

I felt my comrades stand up one by one beside me. Only I was unable to move. "Li Kai, retreat!"

"It's the company commander." I turned over with all my strength, and a wave of pain ran through my fingers.

"Rip …" I slowly opened my eyes and looked around me. What appeared before my eyes was the boundless sea, and the splashing of waves on my body.

I coughed out a few mouthfuls of salty seawater. I used all my strength to support my body and slowly got up. Not far away from me, I saw a familiar figure, and the waves were like a pair of invisible hands that dragged her petite body into the sea …

Isn't that the hot stewardess?

I didn't care about the pain in my body and immediately pounced on her. During this time, I fell down twice with a loud clang. I used all my strength to flick my head to clear my mind.

When I reached the water that was knee-high and was about to flood her face, I went down to the beach and carried her in my arms. When I reached the beach, I could no longer feel her breath, and her face turned blue. I placed her body on my lap and lowered her head, pressing down hard, until only a small amount of water flowed out of her mouth.

She's still alive, she's not dead, and I put her down and keep my hand on her stomach and my hand on her chest. Slowly she began to cough and spit out a lot of seawater. Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Am I dead?" She looked at me curiously.

"You're still alive." I looked at her with certainty.

Her chest heaved, and with a cough she spat out more water.

I looked around. Behind me was an island with a pristine forest, all forest except for a dozen or so coconut trees on the beach. At this time, the flight attendant slowly sat up.

"Where are we? Where are the others?" she asked, looking at me.

"I don't know. I just woke up!"

"You saved me?" she asked me.

I nodded

"Let's go see if there are any other survivors?" She pulled my hand and stood up. The sound was clear and melodious, as if she could fall down at any time … I just realized she was barefoot.

We searched along the beach and found a person about fifty meters away. We held on to each other and jogged over, and we saw an aunt in her forties. I dragged her to the beach, and she was carrying a backpack on her back. I didn't know if she was still alive, but the flight attendant opened her eyes and placed her ear against my aunt's heart.

We continued our search, and after a few steps, she gave me a tight tug.

"Look, there are people over there." We hurried over and saw a man and two women with a suitcase next to them. I pulled them up onto the beach and ran into the water to get the suitcases.

Many people might think I'm selfish, or greedy. When I returned with my suitcase, the flight attendant looked at me strangely. I knew she was waiting for me to explain. It's just that I don't want to explain, and I don't need to explain...

"We're late, they're already dead." She looked depressed as she said this, her head bowed …

"If we look again, there might still be people alive," I said, looking around.

I saw a familiar backpack, No.28's backpack, that was the backpack that was blocking my head. I walked towards the backpack and the flight attendant followed me closely.

There were many shells of shellfish on the beach, and since she wasn't wearing shoes, she walked very slowly.

"Quick! There's someone here!" I shouted at her before running over. She didn't care about the pain in her foot as she quickly ran to my side.

I saw a girl lying on her side. Next to her was a middle-aged woman.

We walked around a dead tree that had fallen by the sea and came to their side. I flipped the girl's body over. The moment she flipped over, she opened her eyes and looked at me in terror. I was immediately startled. because I didn't think she was still alive, and it was 28 sitting next to me,

"Come here and help her! She's still alive!" The flight attendant raised his head and looked at me. When he saw Number 28 beside me, he was shocked as well.

It had to be said that a lot had been done behind the flight attendant's bright and beautiful back. Every cardiopulmonary resuscitation was done skillfully and professionally. A few minutes later, the middle-aged woman regained consciousness, but she was still very weak.

Number 28 sat up while we were saving him, staring at us in a daze.