This bird with a red body, black wings, and a long, pointed beak that curves downward is called the sickle-billed pipetongue, and it is in Slade's memory.
It stands on a tall tree, very beautiful and rare when it looks down, its beak is like a straw, and it is the only one with blood-red feathers.
The reason for its rarity is that it lives in only one place all over the world.
That's Hawaii.
The Hawaiian Islands are made up of 132 islands and are located in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, with beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate, and are a world-famous tourist destination.
Su Ming did have the idea of making money to go to Hawaii for a vacation, but he should be in Hawaii in DC.
Now that it has been so lost by Manhattan, the people have indeed arrived, but the money has not arrived The area of this island is not small, and the rough estimate during the landing process is about 100 square kilometers, and he specially selected a large island, if the island is square, then it is a 10 km x 10 km area.
So the question is, there are no local tycoons on the surrounding sea, there are no tourists on the island, and the usable area of this island is not small, and the Hawaiian government will let the money slip away?
"It seems that the world I landed in is not in sync with the real world."
If it is Hawaii in 2018, as a world-famous tourist destination, and now the season is right, then the private yachts in the sea should be densely packed.
But if he had arrived in Hawaii before 1778, he would have arrived in Hawaii before the British explorer Captain Cook, and there were only cannibals on the island Su Ming didn't want it to be that early, the famous heroes and villains had not yet been born, and the world was not lively at all.
The top priority is to find a living person to ask, he has obtained enough information from the external environment, and more information has to be returned to human society.
Whether it is a mercenary or a killer, they have always relied on human society to live.
The island was not small, but it was not very strong for Su Ming's feet, and after he deliberately sped up, he quickly found the location of the port.
A small harbor that looked like nothing more than a few wooden houses, and a rudimentary dock where dark-skinned sailors worked, carrying pineapples and coconuts and the like.
It is a man-made channel of water that forms a small harbor deep into the island, surrounded by lush jungle and trees that stretch across the water like a corridor.
This also makes the small port undetectable from the air and very hidden.
Fortunately, the seagulls are also here to make a living, hovering in the air, and from time to time they will swoop down and steal human goods, and Su Ming relied on them to confirm the direction of the port.
Of course, there is also good news, which is that although the harbor is small, there is a small cargo ship parked by the dock, which has an internal combustion engine engine and is emitting a faint heat.
"It's good not a sailboat or a raft" Su Ming looked down at his uniform, his waist and shoulders were torn, and this armor was obviously out of place with his surroundings.
But this is an island, and he can walk around shirtless and wearing only shorts.
He took off his armor and found a place to dig in the jungle with all kinds of light and heavy weapons, carrying only his bag, which contained a pistol and some grenades.
That's enough for him to solve some minor accidents.
He now looked like a swimmer who had just come up from the sea, but his skin was slightly whiter.
The target of the search was a man fishing not far from the port, a white man who was quite strong when viewed from behind.
"Aloha."
Su Ming greeted him in Hawaiian, but because a person suddenly appeared behind him and startled the angler, the fishing rod in his hand almost fell into the sea.
Su Ming took a quick step forward, grabbed the fishing rod and stuffed it back into his hand.
"Oh, Aloha."
The fisherman was a white man in his forties and fifties, and his face was full of traces of wind and frost, only the wind at sea caused such a look, Su Ming's previous guess was right.
At this time, he looked at Su Ming with a curious expression, to be exact, at the scars on his body.
These were all war wounds before Knell underwent the transformation surgery, and then the transformation gave him self-healing factors, but they did not repair them.
Scars are the connective tissue of the skin, which is something that the human body normally has, and as a self-healing factor for latecomers, of course, it doesn't care about the old accounts.
There are dozens of scars from gunshot wounds alone, and there are also many scars and knife wounds caused by shells.
The fisherman could sense danger from Su Ming, like a premonition when he was about to face a storm on the sea, he had seen many soldiers, but he had never seen someone who could be feared by breath alone.
But looking at him wet, he should be a tourist coming to Hawaii for vacation, right?
Is it swimming or surfing?
Su Ming squatted beside him and naturally changed into English, he wanted to know the exact year and month from this person's mouth, and the method of going to the big city.
If they were indigenous, they might not be well-informed, but white seafarers were often well-informed.
"My name is Slade, American, what about you?"
The angler calmed down a lot, and he returned his attention to his float, the little red and white things floating and sinking with the waves.
"My name is Burder, and I'm a former British sailor."
Su Ming raised his eyebrows, this person's eyes were clear, and his fingers were white, indicating that he had no habit of smoking and drinking, and it was definitely not as simple as an ordinary sailor.
The man was missing a leg, and in his shriveled trousers was a wooden prosthetic foot, which was at least five years old.
"Where's your ship?"
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Su Ming pretended to ask casually, and sat beside him as if chatting and looked at the dock together.
"It sank eight years ago."
He replied calmly, as if a long time had passed, but his rod trembled slightly in the water, causing a ripple on the surface of the water.
"Fighting?"
"I was sunk by a mine, not far from my port, and I don't know if it's a war sinking."
Bird gave a wry smile, full of self-deprecation.
Su Ming's range of age has been narrowed even further, and the mines that can blow up and sink steel ships will not be too early.
"What's your ship called?
Maybe I've heard of it. ” Berder smiled and shook his head.
The expression on his face was numb.
"She's not famous at all, and although she was in the newspaper when it was built, you were too young to know."
"The war is over."
"yes, anyway, the war is over, and I'm retiring early, alas" Boldra picked up his rod and saw that the bait at the top of the line was gone, and he took out a bloodworm from the tin can beside him and hung it on it.
The shiny hook passed through the bug's body, and it writhed wildly in pain, and he threw the bait back into the water with a flick of his hand.
"Her name is the Swordfish, and she is an A-class destroyer, launched in 1897, and it has only been 20 years since it sank, so it can be considered a new ship, and I used to be her captain."
Su Ming understood, the A-class destroyer was classified, sunk in 1917, that war was the First World War, plus eight years of sinking, then it is now the summer of 1925.
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