As if they were full, the Komaru chased and the Devil Ray ran away.
Thomas thought he could reap the benefits, but no one is a fool.
The Devil's Fish ran around the King Kong, and the Koumaru naturally also chased around the King Kong. The King Kong was stuck in the middle and couldn't do anything.
Until six or seven hours later, Buweihao suddenly appeared. Thomas was dumbfounded, little Allen was dumbfounded, and Tian Yuanzhenghao was dumbfounded.
"Gentlemen and ladies," Venus asked jokingly on public radio, "are you playing hide-and-seek?"
No one knows yet that Buweihao belongs to Zhang Jing. Thomas asked on the radio with a sullen face, "Who are you? Who do you work for?"
"Let's talk about what's under the sea?" Dawei changed the topic and asked, "Golden Moon? Thousand Moon?"
Little Allen in the Manta Ray doesn't speak, and Masahiro Tabuchi in the Koumaru doesn't speak.
Thomas also wanted to remain silent, but silence was not the answer. He moved his mouth and said, "Everyone, more people will come over if the delay continues. Let's discuss how to distribute this underwater treasure as soon as possible."
"It's still unknown whether there is any treasure," little Allen said sarcastically on the radio, "Maybe it's just a failure."
"I have a better way," Masahiro Tabuchi said in a sinister voice in the Koumaru. "If you knock down the new guy, there will be one less person to share the meat."
Dawei's expression was dark. She originally wanted to send the robot to the bottom of the sea to check the situation, but was forced to stop. Otherwise, she would lose priceless equipment, which was not cost-effective.
"Everyone," Dawei counter-threatened, "I advise you to be kind, otherwise you will lose everything!"
"You don't have my yacht captain in your broken boat," little Allen retorted through the public channel in the pilothouse of the Devil, "the net will not break if the fish dies."
The length of the Manta Ray is 119.9 meters, and it carries two helicopters and two submarines; its length is 99.9 meters, and it only carries one helicopter and one unmanned submersible.
It is neither as long nor as wide as the opponent, and does not have as many equipment as the opponent. The tonnage is naturally much smaller, and it is indeed impossible to compete head-on.
However, Dawei did not lack courage and ordered to his friends, "Maximum horsepower, crash into the Manta Ray!"
Little Allen: "...."
The Stingray continued to escape, and the Buwei continued to pursue him.
This made the 45-year-old Allen so angry that he cursed on the public radio, "Why are you arresting me and not letting me go!"
Thomas smiled but said nothing in the Golden Steel, and Masaho Tabuchi smiled but said nothing in the Guangwan.
Dawei is a real person and told the real reason, "Because your boat is the most expensive, and I am barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes!"
Little Allen: "...."
They were all well fed, and one chased the other until someone new joined them. The Buwei and the Devil Ray coincidentally slowed down at the same time.
"That little boat, who are you?" Little Allen asked tentatively on the public radio station, "Have you passed by?"
Zhang Jing was speechless. The fishing boat of about 20 meters is actually not small, and it is quite luxurious on the outside and inside. However, in other people's words, it is called "a small boat".
However, there is nothing to refute, because the smallest Buwei Hao on the nearby sea is one hundred meters tall.
Seeing that the little boat ignored him, little Allen finally raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to hit me?"
Zhang Jingwaner is a fool in love.
Ignoring the clamor, Zhang Jing boarded the bus.
Although the ship is very big and has a wide deck, it is insignificant in the sea, especially between the Solomon Sea and the Coral Sea.
Not to mention the Solomon Sea, the Coral Sea is the world's largest sea, covering an area of about 4.8 million square kilometers. Let alone a measurable ship, even an aircraft carrier is no different than a leaf.
Dawei greeted the boss at the boarding area.
"What's down here?" Zhang Jing asked Dawei straight to the point.
Dawei was slightly startled. The coordinates came from you, Laofa. Do you know what is on the bottom of the sea?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Dawei introduced with a serious expression, "Measurements show that there is a sunken ship on the seabed at a depth of 3,000 meters. Looking at the overall appearance, it looks like a Japanese transport ship that sank during World War II.
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Zhang Jing understands.
In this case, if there is gold, it will definitely be locked deep in the cabin. The tank beans can dive in, but they cannot break through the thick metal.
Here's the point, even the salvage ship that can be delivered immediately can't do anything. Its maximum demolition depth is 2,000 meters.
Don’t underestimate the scissors and expanders under 2,000 meters, which already represent the world’s most advanced technology.
A submersible can easily reach 3,000 meters, but it cannot carry a pair of "big scissors" larger than itself.
"Because the benefits are unevenly distributed, no agreement on distribution has been reached so far," Dawei continued. "We can't put down the submersible. It's been a stalemate."
Because of the information, Zhang Jing had lost hundreds of millions of soldiers and about 500,000 yuan in fuel expenses, and he had paid almost nothing else. He was purely here to pick up leaks, so he had a very relaxed attitude.
"Take your time, there will always be someone who compromises first," Zhang Jingquan told the tour guide, "We will eat charcoal-grilled lobster and tuna at night. Is there any liquor on board?"
"No," Dawei introduced. "Before leaving Xiangjiang, all the 250,000 bottles of liquor salvaged from the North Sea of Japan were landed in Xiangjiang and temporarily stored in a warehouse in the countryside of Tseung Kwan O, with three people guarding them."
Zhang Jing nodded. The exact number was 193,000 bottles of liquor.
There were 191,000 bottles with iron caps of 500 ml and 2,000 bottles of 25 liters. Zhang Jing took away 3,000 bottles of which were stored at Kanfen Farm.
"Then let's drink beer," Zhang Jing asked hungry, "Beer with conch. Are there any conches?"
"some."
Zhang Jing urged, "Go and prepare."
Dawei should be.
Stalemate is not the answer. After dinner, the four ships reached an agreement to share the interests equally and cooperate in exploration.
This time Zhang Jing was just a bystander and did not release the sea lion. It could only dive deep for a short time, and could not open the sunken ship on the seabed, and it might be accidentally injured.
midnight time.
After exploring for the first half of the night, the four ships determined that the robots could not open the sunken ship on the seabed. There was no other way, so they decided to use bombs!
There is no way around bombs. Gold is not afraid of explosions, but other antiques cannot be saved. ..
Jinganghao and Buweihao are relatively clean and have no contraband.
Both the Hikaru Maru and the Manta Ray contained bombs, similar to the depth charges during World War II, which were handmade.
Considering that Old Daikin can rub rifles and bullets with his hands, it is not impossible to rub bombs with his hands.
This made Zhang Jing alert. He should probably reserve a few mines and put them in the silver secret space. Maybe they could be used that day to save his life at critical moments.
Soon, as many as twenty or thirty bombs the size of 200-liter oil drums were dropped.
I thought it was wonderful, but I ended up overthinking it because the currents were strong and the bombs were large and buoyant.
Therefore, they floated everywhere under the water, and small bubbles popped up one after another in the sea, which was very scattered!
Fortunately, the sea lions were not released into the water. The probability of being accidentally injured was very high.
"Oss, they have no way to accurately land bombs on the sunken ship," Dawei reminded, "unless there are enough."
As if to verify what Dawei said, the Hikari Maru and the Manta Ray reselected their release points and dropped about fifty more depth charges again.
Just like spitting bubbles, homemade bombs spit out small bubbles.
Finally a big bubble came, seemingly detonating the weapons cache in the sunken ship.
Just when everyone was cheering and celebrating for success, the attentive Ahel discovered a fatal problem and immediately sent a message to Zhang Jing with one word - run!
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