Chapter 103: Cortron Island

The black-clad high-tech aircraft "buzzed" and passed over the undulating sea with a low noise, pushing against the increasingly fierce air current. Helena Wayne was standing in the cabin of the plane. She put on windshield goggles, fastened the multifunctional belt tightly around her waist, and carried a metal backpack with a black shell on her back. She acted skillfully and neatly. After passing the equipment of the whole body, he immediately moved his eyes to his partner who was still in a hurry.

Sisko Ramon clumsily buckled the outer buckle of the backpack to fix it on his back, and then slowly counted the equipment on his body. It took Helena more than three times the time to complete the preparations, and he looked like a rookie on the first day at work.

Helena waited patiently for him to check the last concealed compartment of the multifunctional belt, and then turned her head back and gestured to the driver's seat: "Preparation is complete."

The pilot gave her a gesture, then let go of the plane's door. At this moment, they had already flown over an island, and the manic airflow rushed in as soon as the hatch opened a slit, and the dense jungle directly underneath was rapidly retreating under their eyes.

Sisko stood by the hatch, took a deep breath and leaped, but after a glance down, he involuntarily retracted: "Wait, wait...I think I still need to prepare. At least let me recall the training content and specific steps...Ahhhh!!!"

Only half of his words turned into a long series of screams, Helena pushed him down from behind without expression, and then jumped off herself.

At a height of less than 100 meters, such a low-altitude conventional skydiving is definitely a desperate move, but what they are doing now is not a conventional skydiving project. Helena put her hands and feet close together, head down like a bullet, and she stretched out and moved the pull tab of her backpack when she estimated the height. The black hang gliding wings popped out from the sides of the metal backpack, blowing up the wind to cushion her, like a big black bird flying over the woodland, slowly slowing down and falling to the ground.

Helena retracted the hang gliding wing and descended to the ground gracefully and calmly. In comparison, her partner was not so calm. Sisko yelled "Ah" and fell to the ground in an unsightly posture. He rolled two more laps before stopping the car, but Fortunately, it doesn't matter.

He put away the hang gliding wing, mumbled and stood up: "I said long ago that he was not ready for the gliding mission, but they just wouldn't listen...I just passed the best result of my simulation exercise."

Cortron Island, an island with extinct volcanoes, is also a world-famous holiday destination. It is famous for its golden sandy beaches, warm sea breeze and magnificent extinct volcanoes. It welcomes an endless stream of tourists during the holidays every year, and it is a treasure trove of gold.

But that was Cortron Island as usual, not today. Just earlier today, an unknown accident happened on this island, and all signals and communications on the island were completely isolated from the outside world in an instant. Generally speaking, this is not a big event, and it hasn't happened before—the local armed terrorists once occupied the island's dominance briefly and cut off all signals from the island to the outside world. It was quickly taken back by the local government.

If this were only the case, it would naturally not be an accident worthy of the top secret agents sent by the US government. But the problem is that there happened to be an important person on the island where the accident happened.

Ray Isaac, a senior researcher under the US government, has a doctorate from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and is a very important role for the government. Three days ago, he came to this island among tourists for some special reason, and he has completely disconnected from the government. Finding this doctor is precisely the mission of the huntress and Zhenbo on this trip.

Although Amanda Waller did not clearly state when he gave the task, it is easy to think that this task is definitely not that simple. The Huntress and Shock are currently agents of the "Deo" (Deo). As the name suggests, their missions are generally only related to supernatural phenomena or superhuman affairs. Since the upper hand left the rescue mission to their deo, it is certain that Dr. Ray Isaac's purpose in coming to this island is absolutely extraordinary.

The weather on Cortron Island today is also hard to compliment. The gray sky seems to rain at any time, and the humid air is depressing. Helena and Sisko walked one after another in the dense woods for more than ten minutes, and finally saw the landing port after pushing aside another bush. The golden sandy beach in the advertisement now looks like an overcast gray, and the billowing waves in the distance rush into a high wall. Rows of coconut trees on the beach swayed violently in the strong wind, and the leaves roared "brushing".

There was no one on the beach, and waves swept up lonely, dragging sand and rocks back into the sea. And now it seems to be a little foggy, like a light veil. The two walked along the shore for a while, and they barely saw the building of the visitor center not far away, with the words "Welcome to Kotrun" inserted on the side, which meant that the town was also ahead.

The fog became thicker and thicker, the white water vapor obscured the sky, and the visibility flew down, adding a weird breath to this empty island. Sisko's heart felt a little hairy, he looked at Helena carefully, and couldn't help admiring her for being completely unmoved by the weird atmosphere.

"This fog reminds me of "Silent Hill"." He tried to find a topic and used a chat to help drive away the tension. "Maybe there will be monsters like'leg molds' in the town in front."

Helena didn't respond. Sisko asked again a moment later: "Do you know "Silent Hill" right?"

"do not know."

"Wow, don't you watch horror movies at all?"

"I don't watch movies." Helena said lightly.

"Then you really lack a lot of fun." Sisko said, paused, and then said again, "No, maybe I shouldn't watch so many horror movies. Damn I think this gloomy island now It reminds me of a lot of horror movie scenes. I think my heart may be jumping out soon."

At the moment, the visitor center is also empty. The glass doors on the front and back of the empty hall are open, which only adds to what Sisko calls the "horror movie atmosphere." At this moment, seven or eight different horror movie soundtracks echoed in his mind, only scaring himself into breathing difficulties.

The small town on the island just behind the visitor center is very small. A simple old street runs through the entire town, with low old houses placed on both sides, with alleyways extending in all directions. Every street and lane is equally empty, and thick fog lingers between the old houses. The hazy outline of the houses is like a monster overlooking foreign visitors, cold but malicious.

But they are not the only two here. There are people hidden in each of these rustic old houses. They peeped through the gaps in the curtains and the tiny cracks in the door, as if they were avoiding something, not even the atmosphere. They thought that the two outsiders on the street did not notice themselves, but Helena noticed each of them.

The hostels in the town are concentrated in the central area. According to mission intelligence, the room of their rescue target, Dr. Ray Isaac, is in the largest hostel among them. This is actually not difficult to find, because only this hostel has a three-story duplex structure. Although there is a huge gap with star hotels in other places, it can be regarded as compared with the low buildings with old bricks and old tiles on the left and right sides. Outstanding.

The door wasn't locked, but Sisko couldn't help shrinking when facing the door, which was made of fine materials. In contrast, he was not particularly afraid of guns and desperadoes, but he was terribly afraid of the possibility of monsters like zombies popping out of the door as soon as he opened the door. Helena gave him a blank look, stepped forward, and reached out and pushed the door open.

There was no light behind the door, and the impolite local welcome lady greeted them with only a black hole double-barreled shotgun.

"Stop!" the man with the gun shouted, "I'll shoot half a step further ahead!"