This is a section to make up for yesterday. [Read the latest chapter] There is another chapter in the evening
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The sky at dusk was a quiet halo yellow, and the floating clouds on the distant sky were inlaid with a faint golden edge. The sea breeze in the evening blew slightly, and the Fengcheng Wheel sailed smoothly. The weather in the Qiongzhou Strait was very good, and the wave height was less than 1.5 meters. Even people who had no experience of taking a boat did not feel seasick.
The huge ship cuts through the waves and rides the wind and waves. Travelers who took the boat in the name of backpackers sat or stood on the deck in twos and threes, looking at the scenery on both sides of the strait. The Qiongzhou Strait is a very narrow waterway. From the boat, you can see the coastline of Leizhou Peninsula in the north and Hainan Island in the south.
Less than 2o yards away from the side of the ship, a squat flat-deck barge was following closely behind, with the deck fully loaded with containers and various vehicles and machinery. Both ships are moving at a speed of 10 knots, and they are expected to join four fishing boats departing from another port at 6 o'clock Beijing time.
After half a month of running around in Mondstadt, the complex loading process was finally completed. Coastal freighters are supposed to be loaded with everything, so it did not cause any surprise to the port authorities. The only thing that seemed incredible was the oil company - two ships. Surprisingly, they all use diesel instead of cheap marine heavy oil.
The crew employed were Filipinos. No one can understand the weird English except Mond, a person who often hangs out at the port. The advantage is that they don't care what is on the ship, and why are there so many backpackers wearing green training uniforms? ―Two thirds of the travelers are concentrated on this ship. Only a few professionals are placed on other ships.
In fact, there was not much space left for the travelers on the entire freighter. All five cargo holds were filled with cargo, and even several containers were tied to the deck. Several animal containers continued to emit a foul odor. Except for women and children who can be assigned to crew rooms, most people can only sit on the deck, waiting for the fateful moment to come.
Fortunately, everyone is still in the excitement of ushering in a new era, so we don't feel too much inconvenience. Some people didn't sleep well yesterday, so they simply spread out sleeping bags on the deck to catch up on their sleep. There are also people standing in the wind, looking at the looming coastline of Hainan Island. They were born and grew up in this time and space, and they would have died here. It embodies countless love and hate, disappointment and satisfaction, and the first time in countless lives - they are about to leave here and never come back, just like the farewell of death.
The members of the executive committee standing on the poop did not have the leisure to express their feelings about this historic moment. According to the plan, the fishing boats and boarding boats coming out of the fishing port, as well as the legendary North American yacht, should meet them at 17:00. At this time, they continued to search the sea with telescopes, and all they saw were twos and threes of returning boats. Coastal fishing boats.
The North American helmsman yacht was the first to arrive ten minutes in advance. The blue and white hull was covered with snow-white jibs, and it gracefully slid across the sea, causing a burst of cheers and whistles from the passers-by. Shi Niaoren could be seen in the executive committee's telescope waving his hands on the deck, and a foreign woman with wide eyes and a confused look crawled out of the hatch under the sail - obviously she didn't understand what was going on. Well.
"This girl has a nice figure." Wang Luobin muttered to himself while holding the binoculars.
"It's chestnut and long, so it's not a pony."
"What do you know? This is a Latina. You don't have to be golden-blue-eyed to be called a foreigner."
More than a dozen telescopes watched the newly emerged beauty. Completely ignoring that all the male prostitutes in North America were waving from the deck.
The fishing boats and boarding boats still didn't show up. Fortunately, the radio kept in contact. The four fishing boats were responsible for towing multiple large floating rafts—no one had ever done this job before. Just adjusting the length of the towing cables wasted several hours. Finally, 20 minutes after 17:00, we met the ship we had been waiting for for a long time.
This strange fleet just moved along the coastline of Hainan Island. Bobu Port was close at hand. As night fell, the lights in the harbor were already bright and dim. The ships on the route also turned on their navigation lights.
"GPS shows that we are now 3 nautical miles north-east of Bobu Port."
"Minus, turn on all the lights!"
"Take over the ship!"
"Every ship moves closer to the flagship!"
"Prepare the wormhole!"
Following orders, Mond first gathered all the crew on the deck as the owner of the ship, and then the members of the military team showed off their five-gun shotguns. Without wasting any words, more than 20 crew members cooperated very cooperatively and got into a specially prepared lifeboat and rowed to the shore.
At this time, all the lights on each ship were turned on, and the searchlights on the ship illuminated the deck. The travelers realized that the historic moment was coming, and stood up one after another, looking at the poop with wide eyes.
A sound check sounded from the tweeter, and then a high-pitched male voice came out:
"Attention, five minutes to prepare for the crossing! All personnel wear life jackets and enter the cabin!"
It was estimated that the wormhole would oscillate due to the violent fluctuations in energy when passing through it. In order to prevent someone from falling into the water, except for the necessary deck personnel who fastened safety ropes and stayed at their posts, everyone squeezed into the cabin. Then, the watertight door was closed. All closed.
"Mr. Wen, let's start!" Mond stood nervously at the steering position.
"Okay, let's begin."
As the wormhole hanging on the bow of the ship was slowly squeezed out by the ship, this huge mirror shone with unprecedented light, illuminating a large area of the surrounding sea. The edge of the wormhole scatters light of energy like fireworks.
"Hold on." Wen Desi muttered, secretly thinking that this thing should not explode suddenly. It is a small matter that it cannot go to another time and space. If there is a big energy explosion, it is estimated that the power will not be much less than an atomic bomb. Bar.
"Attention, all ships!" Mond roared, "Shorten the distance and pass through the wormhole! Everyone is ready to accept the impact!"
The people in the cabin didn't know there was such a thing outside. They all held on to the fixed objects around them with serious expressions, waiting for the legendary time-traveling shock wave. Suddenly, the lights flashed crazily, and everyone's faces and hands seemed to be electrostatically charged, slightly numb. A strange feeling of dizziness came over me.
"Wear it!" someone shouted.
No one responded to him, and many people closed their eyes when the lights flickered.
Not long after the fishing boat at the rear passed through the wormhole, the wormhole channel that originally reflected the lights on the cargo ship like a mirror suddenly began to light up. In just a few seconds, it expanded from a flat surface into a sphere of dazzling light, and then...disappeared. Got it! The seawater flew back into the 50-meter-diameter seawater cavity left by the wormhole. The rushing seawater collided with each other and rushed into the air more than 10 meters high, making a huge drum-like sound. The fleet left the wormhole more than a hundred meters away. The fishing boat behind the palace was mercilessly washed by waves of 4-5 high. Fortunately, due to sufficient preparation, there was no loss.
"Every ship reports status!" Mond shouted on the radio.
"Barge OK!"
"It's normal to board the 6th boat!"
"Fishing 1 is normal!"
"Fishing 2 is normal!"
"Yu 3 is normal!"
"Fishing 4 is normal!"
"North America, normal...ah, there is a motorboat approaching our boat!"
The people on the executive committee were all stunned. Motorboats. Where did the steamboats come from in the 17th century?
Before Wen Desi could speak, Xi Yazhou had already called Zhao De, the leader of the fishing fleet, on the intercom.
"Old Zhao, please quickly take people to the North American ship to provide support."
"clear!"
Then Fengcheng opened two large searchlights, and the bright light suddenly illuminated the sea where night had fallen. Two ships in the fishing fleet led by Zhao De left the formation, and the ships split the waves, one south and one north. The two wings of the sailing ship surrounded it.
The light illuminated the entire water area, and Wen Desi saw through the telescope the motorboat approaching the North American sailing ship. It was just a small marine motorboat carrying 8 passengers - did they also wear it, or did he not wear it at all?
He glanced at the people around him and found that everyone on the executive committee had a sullen face. It was obvious that they had the same idea.
Almost all the people on the executive committee are over 30 years old. They all boast that they have been honed in society for many years and that calmness and calmness are the basic qualities. But this time I gradually lost my composure. The wormhole is gone. Needless to say, it would be a disaster if we couldn't get through.
Mond desperately looked around with his telescope. There was no moon visible on the water, and everything was pitch black. Only the sea area centered on the Fengcheng Ship was brightly lit, which made the surrounding darkness even more bottomless.
"They must be here." He muttered to himself, suddenly remembered something, and quickly checked the equipment.
"The GPS signal is out!" he shouted.
This action also reminded others, and several people took out their mobile phones - "Searching for signal" - the mobile phone signal in the Qiongzhou Strait should be normal.
Each frequency in the radio station is also a batch of blanks, only the hissing sound of the echo of the current.
"Success!" The members of the executive committee threw aside their calmness and cheered.
Since this is the seventeenth century, it doesn't matter who comes on the steamboat.
Zhao De's voice came from the radio: "We have taken control of the entire ship and captured 4 people. They seem to be tourists."
"Send them all to the flagship."
The night was still long, and approaching the coast in the dark was obviously a risky move. The executive committee decided that all ships should anchor on the spot and wait until daybreak before embarking on the landing. This was the 17th century, and few ships had the ability to collide and damage them. For safety reasons, the headlights of each ship were turned on to illuminate the surrounding area. Military personnel have opened a batch of guns from the North American sailing ship and distributed them to various ships. Now they had both weapons and men, and feared nothing.
"Master Ge, what are you doing! Bandits! Pirates! Second-rate scoundrels! Bang bang!" As soon as Xiao Zishan opened the door, he heard the roar of an angry old man.
"Dad, please stop shouting, you have something to say..." Another male voice tried to dissuade him.
"This is the Qiongzhou Strait, not the Red Sea, Somalia! The People's Navy is not a vegetarian!"
"You gentlemen have something to say. We are ordinary people, not rich people. Our family came to Hainan to travel..." This was the voice of a middle-aged and elderly woman.
Xiao Zishan subconsciously pulled the skirt of his clothes and straightened his hat - he was not used to wearing uniforms, so he opened the hatch and walked in.
It didn't take long to figure it out. It turned out that the four people on the motorboat were a family: an old couple and their son and daughter-in-law. The family went to Hainan for a trip. The old man had served in the navy for many years and was familiar with the troops in Hainan. I didn't buy a ticket when I crossed the strait, so I borrowed an old motorboat from an old acquaintance in the army, hoping to relive my old dream of sailing. Unexpectedly, when I was approaching Bobu Port, I suddenly encountered a strange storm. When it calmed down and everything was dark, I saw a few ships not far away. I moved closer to the sailboat just to ask for a message - The motorboat had no navigational equipment except a compass. As a result, he was inexplicably caught by people on two fishing boats.
"You guys, please take a rest first." Xiao Zishan was still smiling, "It's dark outside now, we'll talk about it when it gets light." I thought to myself how to explain this clearly - people must think that I escaped from Anding Hospital.
"Will you let us go ashore at dawn?" asked the son who looked like a civil servant. Xiao Zishan noticed that he kept looking at his beautiful wife throughout the conversation.
"Sir, we are really just ordinary people. What's the use of holding us captive?" The old lady explained again. Although the matter was very unexpected and there were several fierce-looking men at the scene carrying 5-gun shotguns, she still He explained calmly and calmly, speaking without any confusion, and at first glance he was the character in the scene.
"Look, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our old man used to work in the navy here, and his daughter-in-law also worked in the police field. There is a constant flow of maritime affairs, maritime surveillance, customs, coast guard, fishery administration, and navy ships in this strait. Yes, does it make sense for you to do this? We are all still young people, so we should not do this. Our family is just ordinary people, and we don’t want to be heroes. After getting off the ship, we all went to our own places, and our luggage was just lost..."
The old lady's words were soft but hard at the same time, not bad. Much better than this son and daughter-in-law. Xiao Zishan still nodded politely and said:
"Let's wait until tomorrow to discuss everything." He stood up, "You will see, this is a new world!"
Volume One Sets Sail (End
