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At this time someone sent a telegram. 【Read full text】
When they heard that it was a telegram from the Feiyun, several people cheered up and hurriedly circulated it.
"...Capsized by the tide and was severely damaged. The Feiyun is intact. Sailors and sailors died and 6 people are missing. It is currently setting up camp at the northern end of Samar Island and waiting for rescue. Location: East Longitude..."
Hearing the news, everyone breathed a sigh of relief: the senators are the most precious wealth, and now it is no better than in the past. The rights of the senators have been blown to the sky. If one of them is really going to die, it will inevitably be caused by certain political factions in the Senate. Good opportunity for articles.
"The cost of losing a 901 gunboat is not small." Ma Qianzhu said with a blank face, "Fortunately, the loot is very rich."
"I'm afraid someone is going to take action again." Qian Shuiting had mixed feelings in his heart - he proposed this action, and Zhou Weisen was in the formation again, so it can be said that it was closely related to his interests. Having just experienced the joy of a great victory, and now receiving the news that a gunboat was completely lost, it was like a roller coaster ride - fortunately, Zhou Weisen and his wife were safe and sound.
Chen Haiyang said: "Although it is a pity to lose a gunboat, since it is an action, there is a possibility of loss." He stood up and said, "Actually, I think this kind of loss is inevitable given our technical conditions. It should be put on the line. We must also oppose this evil trend of having to take advantage of the trouble! If you really want to avoid typhoons, then the navy should simply not go to sea in the summer and autumn. This robbery operation itself is risky. Attack, if the typhoon comes before it catches the Spanish ship, then will all the guys in the Senate who voted in favor of this action be pulled out to criticize? Which seafaring country in history was not beaten by wind and waves. Whose family is bad? Many ships are lost in the weather, this is an inevitable fate. No one wants to see the Senate's navy and merchant fleet become ducks in a flower pond in a greenhouse, right?!"
Chen Haiyang rarely gives such an excited tirade, obviously. He has long been dissatisfied with the current "evil trends" and took this opportunity to have an attack.
Wen Desi said: "I don't think this matter should be taken seriously. The loss of a ship means the death of a few natives. We can rebuild the ship and retrain the people. We are people who want to do big things, how can we So timid? Worrying about your own affairs all day long." He waved his arm, "I dislike certain comrades the most. Whenever something happens, I immediately think of holding a hearing or setting up a committee. It seems that this is his existence. value."
With these few words, the Executive Committee has unified its thinking.
This morning. All relevant units received the telegram. The Haitian immediately ordered the cancellation of vacation, and everyone boarded the ship to prepare. Captain Li Ziping of the Lichun, who was on vacation in Hong Kong, was also redeployed as the temporary acting captain.
Bei Wei, who was training on the Kowloon Peninsula, was urgently recalled to report to Li Di's small formation to board the ship. By the time Bei Wei's team rushed back to the base and boarded the ship, another day had passed. Li Ziping was anxious and urged to set off immediately. the same day. Lu Yang, the captain of the Daishuang, received the telegram. Instruct him to return at full speed without returning for rescue.
The Haitian cruise ship embarked on the southward passage. At this time, the typhoon had turned to the northeast, and they were able to quickly move south by taking advantage of the northwest wind behind the typhoon. However, in compliance with the executive committee's strict order requiring shelter in case of winds above Category 6, they were forced to spend a day in the Babuyan Islands.
When they sailed again on the channel they sailed less than a month ago, there was a gentle southeast wind again, and there were still blue skies with a few cirrus clouds. Everything seemed to be the same as before. The sea and sky go all the way south along the coast of the Philippines. Heading to the location of the shelter camp reported in the Flying Cloud's last telegram: the west coast of Samar Island's North Cape.
"Zhou, Lingao called back!" Mendoza climbed down from the Feiyun happily. Waving a note "They've sent a boat to pick us up!"
"Great." Zhou Weisen was using the barbecue grill on the Feiyun to grill fish and lobsters caught from the coral reef. These days they have been waiting eagerly for help to arrive. Although Robinson's life here is not too difficult: after all, it is not cold here. Natural resources are abundant. By bringing our own dry food and food collected from sunken ships, as well as fish and shrimps caught from the sea, and coconuts picked from the trees, we not only have enough to eat every day, but also have a pretty good variety. But after getting used to a life of rigorous planning and logistical support, this life of uncertainty and uncertainty is really hard to endure.
In order to maintain discipline and relieve boredom, the sailors and sailors who landed ashore continued their normal training every day, and the special reconnaissance team also conducted some short-distance field reconnaissance. The entire investigation did not yield much results. There were no Spanish strongholds in this area, there were not many indigenous people, and there were only a few small fishing villages nearby. On the contrary, the mosquitoes here are so large and numerous that they are daunting, and the thought of malaria and yellow fever makes people even more chilling. Fortunately, the campground is close to the beach and there are very few mosquitoes. But the frequent heavy rains are also a headache. The humidity and the hot tropical sun make it unbearably hot. Mendoza often walked around the camp wearing only a three-point swimsuit and a straw hat. This three-point swimsuit was the only thing she wore when she was abducted by Zhou Weisen and boarded the boat. After three years of use, it was inevitably torn. Several small holes were made, which attracted more and more scorching eyes. Zhou Weisen had to remind her to pay attention to the impact. So Miss Mendoza knitted herself a grass skirt out of coconut tree leaves.
"It's good to go back, but we will definitely be dragged to a criticism meeting." Lin Chuanqing said with a smile.
"There is nothing we can do about this. There must be an explanation." Zhou Weisen also had a headache about this matter, "Old Lin, but I just listen to you..."
"Don't mention this matter again," Lin Chuanqing is a smoker, but now he has no cigarettes and can only chew a branch, "but I am responsible for destroying the ship."
"The typhoon is a force majeure event. What responsibilities do you have?"
"Let's put it this way, a 'big ship' like 901 should try to go to the open sea after encountering a storm, otherwise it will be easy for big waves to hit the shore or rocks." Lin Chuanqing said, "This is the fate of the Tide Maker."
"But when a typhoon comes, don't we usually call the ship back to the harbor to take shelter?"
"That's a port, we're just an open anchorage here." Lin Chuanqing said, "This is called protecting people but not ships. If it's a civilian ship, it's absolutely fine. But for warships, if we get serious, I'll go to court-martial. ”
"Bullshit, which bastard dares to say that the life of a senator is worth less than a warship?" Zhou Weisen sneered, "I think just this sentence will make him unable to stand up in the Senate forever!"
Lin Chuanqing was not thinking about this, but about this weird elders' collegial system. If he was the full commander, he would be able to return in time. There is no need to do such inexplicable things.
After several days like this, on the morning of July 21, the sailors who were on the lookout discovered a sailboat sailing along the strait.
"Something's happening!" Lin Chuanqing and Zhou Weisen quickly picked up the binoculars and climbed up to the temporary observation tower after a few clicks.
It can be clearly seen from the telescope that this is a smaller Galenic ship. The ship seemed to have been baptized by the typhoon. The deck was in tatters, and two masts had been lost. It was barely sailing with one mast, and it looked very clumsy. Although the wind was favorable, the speed was less than 2 knots.
"San Raymundo!" Zhou Weisen shouted excitedly.
"how do you know?"
"Who else could it be but it!" Zhou Weisen said, "Look at its appearance, it has obviously been baptized by the storm. The time is also right!"
"It makes sense. The flag of the King of Castile is very heavy! This is it!"
The two looked at each other, and sparks suddenly appeared - if the San Raymondo could be captured, the negative impact of losing a gunboat would be greatly reduced.
But how to catch this big fish will be troublesome. They don’t have the 901 gunboat. Of course, the Feiyun is enough to catch up with San Raymundo. The problem is that the Feiyun does not have heavy firepower and cannot suppress the enemy. If they jump to the gang, , they have all heard of the common tactics used by pirates: approaching quickly from the stern of the ship, and then jumping into gangs. However, the freeboard of the Feiyun is very low, and it is unable to quickly send troops onto the deck to engage in gang-hopping battles. As for the release of chlorine gas - the tank of chlorine gas was unloaded in advance, but now that the technical means to use it have been lost, it makes no difference whether it is there or not.
"It's really helpless." The two of them thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't find a way. During this period, Zhou Weisen proposed that Mendoza be used as bait to disguise the Feiyun as a shipwreck - this is also a common method used by pirates. But there is no camouflage material at all - the Feiyun is too different from the ships in this time and space.
The Sanraymondo sailed slowly under their eyes for several hours. Zhou Weisen calculated that the Sanraymondo was less than ten nautical miles away from his camp. Needless to say, the Feiyun turned on the engine. I caught up with my sails steadily.
If I had known earlier, I would have brought the anti-tank missile. He thought sadly. Machine guns alone cannot cause serious damage to this Galen ship.
"It would be great if this ship could be grounded..."
"Being stranded is not the same thing," Lin Chuanqing said. "It is necessary to wade through water from the shore to the ship. The Spaniards can fire at us easily - and we still have to climb the freeboard."
"At least we can sneak attack at night."
"Night attack -" Lin Chuanqing touched his hair again, "Actually, at its current speed, it is no different from being stranded...Does the special reconnaissance team have night vision goggles?"
"There are a few pairs," Zhou Weisen understood. "It's enough." He looked at the sky, "But the weather is so good, the visibility on the sea at night is probably not bad." (To be continued.)
