Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1616 - 770: Consolidating Labor Force_3

Chapter 1616: Chapter 770: Consolidating Labor Force_3

"Also, a few teams have been organized in your camp and have left the camp, presumably in search of you. You don’t have much time. One team has already accidentally walked into an ambush circle of Rapators..."

Surviving in the wild is really not like what’s portrayed on television, where the protagonist always manages to endure all kinds of hardship and turn peril into safety, and survive until somebody comes to rescue them.

The soldiers of the peaceful era, especially those from the air force base, were trained mostly in operating fighter jets and using various modern weapons. After arriving here, without their most powerful weapons and lacking in medicine in an unfamiliar environment, a single poisonous insect could take their lives.

Any wilderness survival experience is practically useless; it’s not like in the TV shows and movies where they can find herbs to treat their poison injuries and so on. They don’t recognize the plants here, and sometimes, when desperately hungry, they eat arbitrarily, and before they know it, they have consumed something that costs them their lives.

To this day, only a handful of people are still alive, and that is incredibly lucky. Besides two who just happened to end up on a small island with not too many dinosaurs, and who just happened to find a mountain cave to shelter in by the edge of a cliff, and who were fortunate enough to have a nearby stream to catch fish, the living conditions for the others, even for those who are alive, are about as good as that of the walking dead.

In short, the survival novel on a deserted island that Boss Yan is preparing to write, he can’t even find the protagonist. As he writes, those protagonists just die, and the ones who are still alive don’t live out plot twists and thrilling tales— they’re simply lucky enough to eke out an existence like a mouse in some corner, hardly a story with much to tell.

"Forget it, I might as well take you to see for yourself!" Yan Fei said, tired of waiting, and directly reached out and grabbed Jones.

The next moment his figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was in a cave. He reached out and grabbed the guy who was curled up in a corner of the cave, his beard even longer than his hair, and brought the two of them into Jones’s camp.

Next up was a guy who had built a small nest on the branch of a big tree, followed by someone hiding in a hollow of a great tree, and then another...

In no time, the camp was thrown into chaos, a dozen guys looking worse than savages, excitedly shouting and calling out to the soldiers carrying guns around them...

A few were even oblivious to the gun barrels, recklessly facing them and grabbing the soldiers in their arms, then bursting into loud sobs...

Jones finally got to see his ship again, and the few soldiers he had left behind on it.

Yan Fei pointed to them and said, "See? They are the ones who were more compliant, so now they are living fairly well, helping me maintain this ship, and... uh, those fighter jets that used to be here..."

Under the starlight, Jones looked at the empty deck and was speechless for a moment...

"I’m going to send you all to the camp now, you’ve already seen the lives of those laborers in my base just now, and you’ve also seen this ship. I hope you communicate more, and give me an answer at dawn," Yan Fei said.

"Remember, I am only giving you one chance to surrender peacefully. If you still want to cause trouble after becoming laborers, then you should be prepared. I suggest you consult with those who survived on the deserted island on how they live as soon as possible..."

These formally trained laborers, and those who have managed to survive until now, can be considered qualified military personnel, and they might be very useful in the future. That’s why Yan Fei wasted half a night’s time, trying to keep a few more of them alive, for future service to him...