Gao Dan knew everyone's worries, especially the rescue team members. They were just an ordinary maritime rescue team and had not undergone high-intensity special training. This was already their limit.
"Liao Gang."
"arrive!"
Liao Gang was the captain of the special team from the main hospital that Gu Beiwang had brought with him from the very beginning.
"Get your team ready, and we'll move on."
"yes!"
There was absolutely no hesitation on Liao Gang's face; perhaps this was the biggest difference between a special team and a regular team.
Team members who have undergone special training have an aspiration to explore beyond their own limits; they pursue excellence and want to achieve higher standards.
However, it's not that they look down on ordinary teams; everyone has their own abilities, so there's nothing they look down on or dislike.
Just do your best.
"You're responsible for providing backup here. If we don't return within four hours, you'll be heading back to the scene of the incident."
"Surname Gao, we..." The rescue team leader was very uncomfortable, but there was really no other way. It wasn't that everyone was cowardly, but that this was their limit.
As the team leader, I also have to be responsible for everyone, right?
"No need to say more."
"I'm sorry, Director Taka."
Liao Gang and his team were clearly ready and prepared to go.
Gao Dan patted the rescue team leader:
"Remember what I just said."
"yes!"
After saying that, Gao Dan calmly carried his things and stepped onto another kayak:
"Set off."
This time, the number of kayaks that set off again was reduced from eight to three, a sudden decrease of more than half of the rescue personnel. It is uncertain whether they can prevent unexpected situations.
Besides environmental risks, another concern at sea is pirates.
The X Strait connects to Somalia, and among all the world's pirates, Somali pirates are the most rampant.
......
On a deserted island within ten kilometers of Gao Dan and his group, Gu Beiwang sat by a campfire, with another figure sitting beside him.
His hair was long and tangled in a mess. He wore a jacket made of animal skin, and his trousers were so faded from washing that they had been patched countless times. The figure never raised his head.
"It's getting dark soon!"
Gu Beiwang sighed. Upon closer inspection, Gu Beiwang's legs were supported by tree branches and ropes, and he was stiffly propped up on the ground. His face was completely bloodless and pale.
That once spirited face now looks weathered and worn, and even the white hair, which used to only be at the temples, is now covering the entire head.
Upon hearing Gu Beiwang's sigh, the figure made a few "ah" sounds, then stood up and ran away.
"Hey, where are you going?" Gu Beiwang tried to call out to stop him, but the figure disappeared almost instantly.
He shook his head helplessly, picked up a few pieces of wood from the side and threw them into the fire, then looked back at the boundless sea in front of him.
The waves grew larger and larger, eventually extinguishing the fire. The tide was about to rise, but the figure did not return. Gu Beiwang gritted his teeth and slowly stood up. His injured leg was completely useless, and he could only rely on his other leg for support. Several times he lost his balance and almost fell.
Fortunately, they managed to stabilize the situation after some effort.
If I fall a few more times, I'll really forget about getting that broken leg back.
After finally managing to stand up, the seawater had already reached his ankles, making it even more difficult for Gu Beiwang to walk.
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