The Roar of the Eastern Sea: The First Act Farmer's DV Film?

  Okay, we have to admit that Roger's luck was indeed amazing, lucky enough to find a cave in the desolate mountains just before the rainstorm hit.

  He stuck his head out to take a look at the gloomy sky, which was as dark as if it had been dyed with ink. Roger couldn't help but pout and muttered to himself in disappointment: "Sigh...it seems we won't be able to return for a while. This weather is purely suicidal for walking on mountain roads. If I had known we'd be stuck in this mountain cave for the night, I wouldn't have bothered staying at that three-star hotel. Now it's all wasted, a whole night's worth of accommodation fees down the drain."

  After finishing speaking, Roger shook his head and sighed, then retreated into the cave to start rummaging through his bag for things to prepare dinner.

  ……

  Flip through Roger's resume, and you can't find anything related to the word "genius": a height of 178 that is neither tall nor short, a weight of 140 that is neither fat nor thin, and a face that is not handsome when it is thin or ugly when it is fat. He graduated from a pharmacy college that is neither first-rate nor third-rate, with a salary that is barely enough to make ends meet.

  As an ordinary person who can't be any more ordinary, Roger still hasn't found a suitable girlfriend. No way, his vision has been trained too high by various PS and the inevitable result of having no money in reality.

  So, although Roger's life lacked the sweetness of a passionate love affair, he had plenty of time to devote himself to his favorite pastime - traveling, solo travel, or rather, traveling in undeveloped areas. In short, he was an aspiring adventurer.

  This time, he had just gotten a holiday and came to Hainan to have a good play. Here is the second stop - Qionghai City. He wanted to play in the mountains for a day and then go to Wuzhishan. However, the sky was not favorable, and after entering the mountain, it was still sunny in the morning, but in the afternoon near dusk, it suddenly started raining heavily. Due to the danger of traveling at night in the rain, Roger could only hide in the cave he had just found for a while.

  After boiling a packet of instant noodles to fill his stomach, Roger wiped his mouth and stood up to carefully observe the cave he was in. Although it looked small from the outside due to the coverage of tree branches and vines, in reality, shining a flashlight revealed that the cave itself was quite spacious, with a height and width comparable to a large auditorium.

  "I wonder what's inside, could it be a limestone cave?" Roger thought to himself with great interest. As an outdoor enthusiast and would-be adventurer, what could be more exciting than discovering a mysterious cave on his own? Judging from the entrance of the cave, it seemed that no one had ever discovered this place before, or at least very few people had been here, as he couldn't find any signs of human presence.

  It's not even 5 o'clock yet, and with nothing to do, Roger decided to venture deeper into the cave for a closer look. Of course, if there was any danger, he would be the first to leave immediately. Adventure is exciting, but safety always comes first.

  Roughly packing up his things, Roger turned on his flashlight and headed deeper into the cave. For about ten minutes or so, the cave just kept stretching out, without any of the expected scenic views appearing, which left Roger quite disappointed. However, before long, his disappointment was replaced by a strange feeling, because he saw an exit not far ahead! Moreover, the light shining in from the exit was extremely dazzling! At the same time, he could no longer hear even a hint of rain!

  "Has the rain stopped already!? Can such a heavy rain stop in a short time?" With extreme doubt, Roger came to the entrance of the cave and poked his head out. Suddenly, the dazzling sunlight rushed towards him, and his eyes couldn't adapt for a moment. Roger couldn't help but let out several sneezes.

  "It's really stopped raining, Hainan is indeed a magical place. On this side of the mountain it's pouring rain, but on the other side it's scorching sun...". At this time, Roger had already confirmed that he had passed through the cave to reach the other side of the mountain.

  "Okay, since it's already sunny, I'd better hurry up and find my way back. Whatever happens, I mustn't let the room at the Three Star Hotel go to waste for a whole night!"

  Although Roger himself very much hoped to be able to find the way back, unfortunately, almost an hour had passed, and looking at the sun swaying on the horizon, he still couldn't discover a single trace of the road!

  "Damn it, with the development level of Hainan, how could I have walked for so long and still can't find a mountain road?!" Roger wiped the sweat from his forehead, complaining irritably. The sky was about to turn dark, if he couldn't find his way back, he would have to spend the night in the tent, which was no better than spending a night in the cave!

  Fortunately, heaven does not cut off a man's road. Just as Roger was complaining, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a village in the distance!

  In a state of shock, Roger immediately sprinted away and in just a few minutes he ran to the edge of the rice fields outside the village. From afar, it seemed that there were many people making a ruckus in the village, and their attire was very strange. A group of people wearing military uniforms from the Republican era were pushing and shoving some villagers who were also dressed in Republican-era clothing towards the head of the village.

  "This... is this a film shoot? Why can't I see the rest of the crew?" Roger scratched the back of his head in confusion, "Maybe they're all in the village, we can't see from here..."

  Roger thought for half a day and could only come to this conclusion.

  No matter whether the other party is working or not, the road must be asked, of course, if there is a favorable wind to take, it would be even better. So, Roger hesitated for a moment and then walked towards the village, but in order not to disturb the other party's shooting work, he deliberately took a detour to avoid appearing in the lens and making the other party unhappy.

  He skirted the village and soon found the "actors" gathered at the head of the village, but because he couldn't find the camera anywhere, he didn't dare to go out and ruin someone's filming, so he stood awkwardly in the corner, unable to move forward or backward.

  Just as Roger was hesitating whether to walk over, an officer-like "actor" spotted him and beckoned him over, saying: "Who are you? What are you standing there for? Come here!"

  Since they let him pass, he definitely wouldn't interfere with filming, so Roger also walked past confidently.

  "I'm really sorry to bother you while you're working, I just wanted to ask about the road to the county town."

  He glanced at the SLR camera hanging from Roger's chest and said coldly, "We'll naturally go back after we're done, what's the hurry? You're a reporter who was invited here, don't forget to take a few more shots later, or you won't get paid!"

  Roger shook his head and smiled helplessly - these people had actually mistaken the person, but since they had invited reporters, it was basically certain that they were filming.

  "I'm not the big reporter you invited, I barely qualify as an amateur, just occasionally posting some travel photos and whatnot, can't be considered a real reporter, and coming here is just a coincidence, purely a coincidence."

  The officer smiled and patted Roger's shoulder heavily, saying: "Green banana or yellow banana, aren't they all bananas? What's the point of being a reporter and talking so much nonsense?"

  Roger said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "But I really am not, besides the newspaper you're going to throw is completely different from the ones I'm familiar with!"

  That's natural. Movie information is naturally entertainment weekly, gossip tabloids and the like. He was familiar with travel magazines, and he had never written entertainment news before.

  Seeing Roger still arguing, the officer became unhappy, pulled out a box of ammunition from his waist and threatened: "Do you know what this is?! I think you want to know its power!"

  Roger saw him waving the "prop" Mauser pistol and couldn't help but laugh: "Of course, I know it. Who doesn't recognize it these days? Besides, I just got back from America, where I've seen even more powerful ones!"

  Roger's meaning was simple, he had just returned from a business trip to the United States, where it is legal to hold guns, and he had also opened his eyes in gun stores and shooting ranges, even touching two eagles in the desert, naturally seeing many real guys more powerful than Mauser, however, apparently that officer didn't understand...

  After hearing "just returned from America", the eyes of the officer and the surrounding soldiers looking at Roger changed, as if they had added a bit... fear?

  The officer muttered to himself in a low voice: "It turned out to be the second devil who came back from the flower flag country, no wonder he was dressed strangely, forget it, at this critical moment, don't offend either the foreign devil or the second devil..."

  "What was that?" Roger hadn't caught the officer's mutter, so he asked.

  The officer hastily retracted his Mauser pistol and smiled apologetically, "Nothing, nothing, you can take a photo if you want to, or not, it's no big deal."

  Roger thought for a moment, he still asked for help, so it wasn't good to refuse like this. So he said: "I'm just not very good at writing the kind of article you want, but I'm somewhat confident in taking photos. How about I take a few photos for you and then you find someone else to write an article?"

  "Whatever you say goes, no matter what."

  Seeing the officer being so polite, Roger also relaxed and asked out the doubts in his heart: "By the way, why haven't I seen your camera?"

  "Camera? The one for taking movies?"

  "Right."

  The officer rubbed his head, chuckled and said: "Movies, that foreign thing is a good thing, the other day I went to the Ximen Street's Fantian Theater to watch it, it was great! However, we can't use such an expensive thing like a camera."

  Roger suddenly realized that the peasants were filming with a DV, which he had heard about many times before. He didn't expect to stumble upon it this time. It's no wonder that there are no visible cameras or directors, as a small DV can be easily hidden anywhere. The villagers who are acting in the movie must be nervous, and the director might even make a cameo appearance among the "Republican-era villagers". If they intentionally looked for him, he would probably not be found.

  "Alright, alright, it's getting late, hurry up and finish, once it gets dark, nothing can be done." The officer stood in front of the terrified villagers with a swagger, pointing at a few people, "This one, that one, and those three over there, just them, hurry up and bring them out!"

  After finishing, those villagers were dragged out by a group of brutal soldiers like evil spirits, forced to kneel at the edge of the fields in the village head, with one soldier standing behind each of them, holding a gun aimed at their backs.

  Bang, bang, bang......

  In the midst of the villagers' wailing and crying, a burst of gunfire rang out. Several villagers who were dragged out had a puddle of fresh blood spurt from the back of their heads before they slumped to the ground, motionless.

  "This is really something, just like the real thing, the effect is not inferior to those big productions at all, it's just a pity that it was shot with DV, I don't know if it can achieve the desired effect......" Roger shook his head and checked the shooting effect he had just taken. The brutality of those soldiers, the fear, anger and pain of the villagers were really realistic, making him almost believe it to be true! In his estimation, even if the actors from North Film Studio came to perform, they would not exceed this level at most."

  "Right, you journalist fellow, take some good shots of those lying down," the officer instructed.

  "Let's go." Roger said as he walked towards the field, "My name is Roger, you can call me Aje, what should I call you?"

  The soldier had already helped him lay out the villager's body in a dignified pose, face up, and was waiting for him to take a picture.

  "This... is this the smell of blood? Did they use chicken blood for the prop blood?" Although he was puzzled in his heart, Roger still aimed the camera at a villager's corpse and zoomed in for a close-up.

  However, he soon discovered a shocking fact - the pupils of the corpse's eyes had suddenly dilated! In other words, that person was really and truly dead! Moreover, the bullet hole on his forehead was absolutely real!

  "This...this...really...really killed people!?" Roger turned his head, his face deathly pale, staring in terror at the military officer who was grinning at him with a silly smile like an old farmer.

  "Don't be so polite, I'm just a rough guy, my name is Chen Fengqi, people usually call me Old Master Chen. You seem to get along with me, just call me Brother Chen!"

  As someone who has worked in Hainan and likes to read history, Roger naturally knows what kind of person Chen Fengqi is.

  "Hainan warlord Deng Benyin's number one confidant - Yang Yanwang Chen Fengqi!? How could it be him!?"