I'm a spy in the film

"I've been sailing on this route for many years, but I've never heard of any small islands here."

"But, look."

Bourne pointed to the dark sea ahead.

Finnegan saw nothing.

"Hey!"

Finnegan slapped the shell of an unknown machine behind him.

The next second, the originally black screen suddenly lit up, and a green radar scanning interface appeared on the screen.

"Has this radar been in service since World War II?" Bourne raised his eyebrows and teased.

"As long as it works!" Finnigan replied without even looking up.

Then, he frowned and said, "You are right, it is really an island, and it is not small in size."

Finnigan turned to look at Bourne and said in surprise: "My God, now I believe what your bodyguard said, that you are the Son of God. So, Son of God, do you need any more help?"

Bourne didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Bryce would actually advertise himself as the Son of God everywhere.

It’s okay if you meet ordinary people, but what should you do if you meet cultists?

I'll have to talk about him next time. Those simple-minded rich people are promoting it, but poor guys like Finnegan are ignored.

If viewed from the sky, the island that Bourne and his crew were heading towards looked like a skull, and where they were now was at the position of the skull's occipital bone, moving towards the back of the head.

What they didn't know was that, relatively far behind the skull's head, anchored on the sea was an aircraft carrier converted from a container ship.

Twelve Sikorsky CH-53 Sea Stallion helicopters are neatly parked on the deck.

This type of helicopter was first put into use on the battlefield in Vietnam in 1966. It was a common model frequently used by the U.S. Air Force, Navy, and Marine Corps in the early years.

But now, it can only be said that this helicopter formation is either the descendants of Vietnam War veterans, or they are informal soldiers who have retired from the army.

Unlike Bourne and his crew, right in front of this container-converted aircraft carrier with 12 helicopters, Skull Island was surrounded by a huge thundercloud.

In addition, it was raining heavily on the sea, so the brains in the command cabin of the freighter decided to explore the island early tomorrow morning when the weather improved.

By now, Bourne and his crew had anchored the ship in a deep bay that could be used as a dock.

The island was quiet, without any sound.

For safety reasons, Bourne, Finnigan, Rob and Bryce were divided into two shifts, taking turns to keep watch on the two boats.

Just wait until tomorrow morning and then go to the island to explore.

Today, it’s better to have a good night’s rest.

……

The next day, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up.

Everyone's mood is like a sunny day.

Except Finnegan.

For some unknown reason, his old transport boat completely went on strike.

Joey guessed that last night's thunderstorm caused a short circuit in the circuit board.

This kind of fault is easy to repair in the shipyard, but on this deserted island, haha, they can only hope that the goddess of luck will bless them and help them find the burnt circuit boards.

Despite Joey's best efforts, Finnigan still "persuaded" him to stay on the boat for repairs, while Lyra went with Bourne and the others to sail around the island on the yacht.

It can also be regarded as saying goodbye to yesterday's bad luck.

"No, don't do this, baby, don't leave me alone."

Looking at the luxury yacht going away, Joey felt very reluctant to leave because his girlfriend was on it.

"Stop looking and get to work. If we're lucky and the problem is found early, we might be able to fix the boat and catch up with them!"

Finnegan consoled.

"I'd be surprised if I believed you. If this ship can be repaired within an hour, I would rather give up the salary for this mission!" Joey said disdainfully.

Finnegan ignored him and focused on repairing his beloved boat.

Joey was also quick in his movements, but as a veteran chatterbox, he never forgot to chat even when he was very busy.

"Hey, Finney, what on earth does Mr. Bourne do? Is there really magic in this world?"

"Of course," Finnigan replied unhappily, "There is not only magic, but also monsters. Maybe there is a giant monster with a huge body on this island--"

He stopped talking halfway through.

Joey, who was sitting opposite him, wanted to ask more questions, but he saw Finnegan's mouth was wide open, his eyes were as big as bells, and he was looking behind him.

"What? What's behind me?"

Joey couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

But the next second, Finnigan burst into laughter.

“Haha, Joey, are you scared to death? Hahaha, am I pretending too well, hahaha.”

Joey was so angry that his nose was crooked. He was about to retort, but the scene before him made him open his mouth wide, trembling, and unable to utter a word.

He just pointed behind Finnigan and slowly backed away.

"Ha! You're using my tricks to trick me? Joey, you're really..."

Finnigan shook his head and sighed helplessly.

This old friend of mine is good in everything: good skills, good personality, and low salary requirements. He is truly a rare good subordinate.

Unfortunately, brains are a good thing, but Joey lacks it.

However, the noise coming from the water behind him forced Finnigan to turn around and look back.

"Waterfake—"

Finnigan almost roared.

At the critical moment, it was Joey who stepped over, covered his mouth, and dragged him back to the stern.

A giant brown buffalo monster the size of a small house emerged from the water in front of the transport boat and gradually approached the two.

This buffalo has a pair of huge long horns that spread out on both sides and are twenty meters wide.

The bull's head facing the two men was as big as half the size of the transport boat, and its bright black eyes were like searchlights, without a trace of emotion.

"Feifini, cows, cows eat grass, right?"

Joey's teeth kept chattering and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Of course. Have you ever seen a cow eating meat?"

Although Finnegan's legs were a little weak, he was strong by nature and had seen all kinds of storms.

He usually likes to eat steak, but he doesn't know what the cow in front of him...

Finnegan shook his head vigorously, putting aside his random thoughts, and his mind was thinking quickly:

How to do?

My legs are weak and I can’t run. What should I do?

Seeing the giant buffalo putting its huge face on the front deck of the transport boat, and the mist from its huge nostrils covering a portion of the front windshield, the two men could only swallow their saliva, not daring to move or make a sound, and praying devoutly in their hearts for God's mercy.

Please save us two poor people! Amen!

Perhaps their cries for help were really heard by God.

Maybe the buffaloes weren't interested in this strange metal thing.

The buffalo covered his eyes, chewed something in his mouth, shook his tail, turned around, and dived back into the water.

In the blink of an eye, the huge body disappeared beneath the water, and only a few horns emerged from the water and kept moving away, indicating the existence of this behemoth.

But anyone who only looked at the thing that looked like a rotten wooden stump would never have imagined that there was such a giant beast underwater.