C9

When I entered the cabin, I saw that there were two more men inside, and they all looked up at me when I entered.

The woman hurriedly introduced herself, and I just found out that her name was Zhu Yingqiong, while the other man who wore a windbreaker called Chen Feng was her colleague. The two of them were both photographer and of Chinese descent, and they just came back from overseas to participate in a photographic exhibition, so before leaving the country, they planned to come to the border to take pictures.

I noticed that there were a lot of photographic equipment and magazines around their backpacks in the cabin.

Another man, a meter away from them, was sitting in the cabin. He was in his thirties, short, wearing a cheap suit and shoddy leather shoes. He was fiddling with the old radio on the boat, listening to the news.

He looked at me and gave me a simple smile, then bent his head and fiddled with the radio next to him. After all, there wasn't much fun on board, not even a TV, only a radio.

Zhu Yingqiong introduced him to me as Hu Guangzu. Like me, Jing Hong of Yunnan province also paid on his own to board the ship, but Hu Guangzu wasn't a photographer nor was he going to Wild Mountain.

Not long after, Old Man Chuan left the ship, and the sounds of diesel engines continuously rang out. Looking at the gradually distancing shore, I started to feel unsettled, not knowing whether this time's arrival of the Wild Mountain was a blessing or a curse!

After the boat had been moving for over half an hour, the seemingly honest Hu Guangzu suddenly gave me a cigarette and asked, "Boss, are you going to Myanmar as well?"

I didn't pick up his cigarette. "Yeah," I said perfunctorily.

Hu Guangzu immediately became excited: "I'm also going to Myanmar. Boss, you should remember to take care of your fellow countrymen when you get there."

I was bored and asked him, "How are you going to travel to Burma by boat? Get a visa and go straight through. "

Hu Guangzu laughed: I don't know what visa it is, it's too troublesome, I'm going to Myanmar to buy a wife to help me give birth to a big fat son, the wives there are very cheap, the boss is obviously going to start a big business, please remember to take care of me when you go to Myanmar!

Hu Guangzu is a chatterbox, so he started to talk about a lot of things about himself. I didn't have the mood to listen to him, because I felt that although he looked honest on the outside, he was a little petty.

After dark, the freighter came out of the Riley River and came to the Salwin River. As I stepped out of the cabin, I could see that on both sides of the Salwin River were steep river beaches. It was deserted and the sound of raging waves could be heard, and as soon as it was dark, it started to rain and the river was covered with fog.

Hu Guangzu was still fiddling with the broken radio, and Zhu Yingqiong and Chen Feng were currently conversing softly. I heard the two of them speaking English, but could not hear what they were saying, so I could only close my eyes and meditate!

But not three minutes after he closed his eyes, a loud, sharp noise came from the cabin. It was just like the noise from a short circuit of a wire.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Hu Guangzu fiddling with the radio, and the noise was coming from it.

"Turn off the radio!"

I said while frowning. Hu Guangzu innocently threw up his hands and said: "I didn't touch it. This thing won't work for a while."

After saying that, he pressed on the radio, and instantly, a burst of piercing sounds came out, followed by a burst of jabbering sounds, which he could not understand. Hu Guangzu explained that he could sometimes even hear the radio in Myanmar, and that the one just now should be in Burmese.

I didn't say anything. Suddenly, there was a series of crackling sounds coming from the radio. It was extremely ear-piercing, as if electric currents were colliding with each other.

Hu Guangzu hurriedly turned on the radio, but no matter how he turned it, it was still ear-piercing noise. I was about to say that this place is the border between two countries, and had the Big River Mountain's magnetic field as well, but before I could say anything, the radio's crackling sound suddenly increased, becoming sharp. I couldn't help but cover my ears, but at that moment, a series of gunshots sounded out from the radio!

The sound of the gunshots was unusually loud, it was as though they had exploded right next to his ears, deafening him!

Hu Guangzu and I looked at each other, even Zhu Yingqiong and Chen Feng who hadn't spoken much until now turned around to look at the radio.

However, the strange thing was that the gunshots soon stopped. Even the sound of the electric currents had died down, as if nothing had happened.

I thought it was a little strange. Just as I was about to tell Hu Guangzu to turn off the radio, the quiet radio suddenly erupted with deafening gunfire. It was extremely intense and chaotic, just like a movie where war broke out.

After about a minute, the sounds of gunfire stopped, and hurried sounds of breathing could be heard. Soon after, I heard a loud voice suddenly explode on the radio: "We are Expeditionary Force Third Squad, and we encountered a surprise attack from Japanese Army. "Request for reinforcements!"

The sentence was repeated three times on the radio before falling silent. My mind buzzed as I stared at the radio in disbelief, as if I had seen a ghost.

Why would the sound of Expeditionary Force's cry for help come from the radio decades ago?

A distress signal that spans decades. Are there still people who aren't dead and whose radio is connected to the radio in front of us?

That's impossible!

I thought to myself, "Did I finally lose my mind?" There was a hallucination?

I shook my head, and saw that the expressions of the other people in the cabin all looked as if they had seen a ghost. Only then did I realize that it wasn't an illusion just now, but indeed, it was Expeditionary Force's distress signal.

But no one would believe a distress signal that spanned several decades!

Chen Feng walked over to fiddle with the radio a few times, but to no avail, he ran out of the cabin to look for the Old Man Chuan, while the rest of us sat inside the cabin in a daze.

After a while, Old Man Chuan walked into the cabin with a serious face. He listened to the radio for a while before slowly saying, "There's nothing to be alarmed about. The magnetic field here is very chaotic.

Zhu Yingqiong also said, "That's right, just like the Resurrection Island in the Pacific Ocean, the magnetic field can save the sound of people for tens or even hundreds of years. Back then, this was a battle zone, so it is not strange for there to be a distress signal!"

I suddenly thought back to when three armies had simultaneously disappeared from the face of the earth. Could it be that the voice coming from the radio was the distress signal for the Wild Mountain back then? After all, Salvin River was the closest to the Wild Mountain!

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I temporarily cast aside those thoughts in my mind. Just as I was about to speak, the radio, which had already calmed down, suddenly erupted into a loud, hasty roar.

"Ghost!" There's a ghost! "

The high-pitched voice was shrill and filled with fear. I couldn't imagine what had happened to the person carrying the message from the radio station. What had happened to him that was unbelievable, even unimaginable!

The sound of saliva being swallowed rose and fell one after another. I could even see Old Man Chuan's face turn ashen, the veins on his forehead bulging out, the atmosphere suddenly became strange, the cabin became deathly silent, and only the radio station's mournful and frightened voices kept ringing out: There's a ghost … There was a ghost …

After a while, our voices finally calmed down, and we all let out a breath of relief. The feeling just now was like a dream.

I would rather believe that there is a god in the world than a ghost. This isn't a question of whether I believe it or not, but a question of whether it exists. How can a person become a ghost when they die like a lamp going out?

But then, I suddenly thought of Xu Jun's corpse. Didn't he also die for over ten days and still be able to find me?

Just as I was still indulging in my fantasies, Zhu Yingqiong's surprised voice suddenly interrupted me. She looked around the cabin and asked, "Where's Chen Feng?"

It was only then that I remembered that Chen Feng had gone out to call Old Man Chuan, but he didn't come back. Thus, we looked at him, and the Old Man Chuan blinked his innocent eyes and said: "I don't know, he just called me and I ran towards the ship's cabin. I thought he was following us from the back!"

Earlier, our attention was attracted by the sound coming from the radio, so we didn't know whether Chen Feng had entered the cabin or not, so we could only run out of the cabin to find him.

But something strange happened. This cargo ship was actually not that big, other than the cabin, only the cockpit could hide people, we looked around and did not find Chen Feng at all. Zhu Yingqiong had even searched through every nook and cranny, but there was still no news.

My face immediately paled, then, I inexplicably thought about the three armies and the drilling teams who had mysteriously disappeared from the Wild Mountain. I thought to myself, Could it be that Chen Feng had also disappeared from the face of the earth like them?

No way, isn't this still not Wild Mountain?

Half an hour later, we returned to the cabin, and everyone's expression was extremely ugly. Chen Feng had truly disappeared, and on the vast river, could it be that he had jumped into the river?

But why would he jump into a river to seek death for no reason at all?

Zhu Yingqiong stared straight at Old Man Chuan, Old Man Chuan spread her hands out and said: "I really didn't see him, and this ship isn't big, you can search as you wish!"

I suddenly thought of what the boatman had told me before we boarded the ship. In the Salvin River, there were criminals who robbed and killed people, and they would throw their bodies into the river. They would float along the river, and their bodies would either go to Myanmar or India, and they wouldn't be found at all.

If that wasn't the case, how could a perfectly fine person disappear without a reason, and even disappear on a boat?

This thought popped up in my mind, and my thoughts couldn't help but converge towards that thought. My gaze was also unfriendly as I sized up Old Man Chuan, but this old man's face was filled with nervousness, no matter how I looked at it, he didn't seem to be the kind of person who would do that kind of thing.

I took a deep breath to comfort Zhu Yingqiong, but before I could finish my words, the radio that had been silent all this time suddenly emitted a crackling noise. Everyone shuddered, and looked towards the radio nervously.

Sizzle sizzle!

The noise from the electrical current lasted for more than twenty seconds, before it died down again. Before we could even relax our breathing, the sound of crashing waves came from the radio.

At first, I thought it was the sound of the waves outside the cabin, but when I listened carefully, it was definitely coming from the radio, which was really weird. Why the hell would there be waves on the radio?

The more I listened, the more terrified I became. I was about to turn the radio off when I heard a weak moan coming from the radio, like a human voice, but not quite audible.

Hu Guangzu stretched out his hand and turned up the radio's volume, only then did we hear what was inside the room. Everyone's body trembled, and felt a chill run down their spines, all the way from the soles of their feet to their foreheads. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Damn it, the voice on the radio was actually a person's weak groan for help, and what made my hair stand on end was that it was actually Chen Feng's voice!