In this era, pollution in London was still very serious. The industrial area was close to the urban area. Even though Tower Bridge was close to the city center, the river water was still turbid and dark.
After little Pershing fell into the river, he started flopping hard. Although he could swim, he had never swum in such a dark river, and the surroundings were so chaotic.
In the end, a woman even hit him directly on his left shoulder. The painful little Pershing was immediately submerged into the water, and his vision was dim.
There were all flopping human bodies under the river. The people who fell into the water were struggling by instinct. The helpless tossing of their hands and feet not only did not have any effect, but also disturbed the people around them who knew how to swim.
"Don't strangle me, let go..."
"Who is pulling my feet? Please let me go..."
"Oh God, save me, someone come and save me..."
Little Pershing was getting farther and farther away from his father. He was knocked into the depths of the river, and his head was covered with kicking legs. The nine-year-old Pershing was very frightened, but he showed a calmness that ordinary children do not have. .
"Don't panic, don't be confused, hold your breath and protect the last breath of air in your lungs... Move out slowly, be sure to avoid this chaotic water, swim to a place with few people, and then float up..."
At the critical moment of life and death, little Pershing showed qualities that are rarer than adults, but he underestimated the degree of pollution of the Thames River in this era. He had just swam two or three meters when his feet were caught by something.
"God, what's under the water..." Little Pershing lowered his head and couldn't see anything. He suddenly found that there seemed to be a water ghost's hand grabbing him at his ankle.
After all, he is still a child, even if he is gifted, he still has fear. The dark Thames River is completely different from the pure Missouri tributary in his hometown. In his hometown, he can see far and wide underwater, but here it is pitch black just one meter away. of terror.
All the scary legends and ghost stories I heard in my childhood came to mind. In addition, the breath I was holding in my chest was almost exhausted, and the corneas of my eyes were burned by the polluted river water. It stings.
Finally, little Pershing couldn't hold on anymore, and a bubble popped out from the corner of his mouth. He choked on a large mouthful of river water. Now the last bit of clarity in his brain was gone, and there was a spicy feeling in his lungs.
"Am I going to die? God, are you going to pick me up so soon? I am not willing to give in. Mom and Dad save me. I am not willing to give in..."
Just when his consciousness was about to disappear, Pershing had a hallucination in front of his eyes. He seemed to see a fat seal rushing towards him quickly and nudged him with its nose. The light in front of his eyes suddenly became more bright. .
There was a splash of water, and little Pershing's head finally emerged from the water. He breathed the air greedily, and the blue sky in front of him was dazzling. He broke through the gate of hell.
Just as he was gasping for air, a big, smooth head emerged from the water. Strong arms hugged him and moved him towards the Zhiyuan. At this moment, the ironclad ship threw countless ropes and rope ladders. On the deck Countless sailors are waiting to rescue people.
"Don't be afraid, kids. You'll be safe here. No one will be fine... Throw the rope over here!"
A cable was thrown next to Jin Sanshun. Although the fat man had a lot of fat on his body, he also had a lot of muscles. He held little Pershing's chest with one hand and grabbed the cable with the other hand and wrapped it twice around his wrist.
"Pull..." The four soldiers above them used their strength together to lift the two of them out of the water.
The condescending little Pershing looked at the water at his feet. Only then did he realize that there were twenty or thirty sailors in the entire drowning area who were cooperating to save people. All the guests who fell into the water were rescued, including his father.
"Where is the military medical officer? Look at the whole child. It seems that he drank a few mouthfuls of dirty water and quickly used soapy water to induce vomiting. The river water must not taste good..."
Vomiting... Little Pershing was given a large glass of soapy water, and he lay on the edge of the deck and began to vomit. He vomited for three minutes before his appetite felt better.
"God, did you just save me from the water ghost?"
Jin Sanshun, who was all wet, took out a piece of dirty cotton yarn from his ankle, "Silly boy, what the hell is a water ghost? It's just a piece of dirty cotton yarn entangled in your feet, but it's really too dangerous..."
"Let the little guy vomit for a while, then give him some water, ask if there is any other food in the kitchen, and provide some if they are hungry..."
Only then did little Perxing see the golden thread pattern and the small stars on Jin Sanshun's shoulders. "Are you an officer? The one with stars, is he a general?"
"Haha, little guy, the general's star is not so small. I am just a colonel, I still need to work hard, hahaha..."
"Colonel! That's a very high-level military officer!" Little Pershing suddenly became interested. He quickly came out of the fear just now, and his attention was suddenly focused on the battleship. There are well-trained soldiers around them.
The people in front of me were completely different from the Qing people advertised in newspapers before. They did not have dirty braids, baggy clothes, and did not look like skinny refugees.
These people are full of sunshine, health, and vitality. Strict discipline can be seen in their movements, and their aura is very confident.
"These are the Chinese soldiers! They are so powerful, and this battleship is so beautiful, with shining steel everywhere..." Little Pershing actually stood up and started pacing on the battleship, cautiously approaching the warships. He found the equipment that he couldn't name, but found that the soldiers didn't stop him. As a result, he became bolder and even reached out to touch the pipelines.
Little Pershing didn't know that the Zhiyuan was open for tours every other day in London, and so far more than 3,000 London citizens have boarded the warship.
Except for the weapons system and power system in the bottom compartment, which cannot be visited, everything on the deck can be viewed casually.
Jin Sanshun had nothing to do with children. He stood on the side and stretched out his hand to direct the soldiers to "send a few people on the other side's ship, control the people on it, and prepare to hand over to the British police... Damn it, why do I smell a conspiracy?" Maybe someone deliberately sabotaged it, why did the good railing suddenly break..."
Half an hour later, calm had returned to the river. Half of the passengers who had fallen into the water returned to the Mississippi cruise ship, and the other half were rescued on the Reach. The London police who had been on duty at Tower Bridge for a long time were also quickly riding in small boats. Come and explain the case to the Chinese soldiers.
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