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Chapter 708 Let's get up, boy running a boat
During the storm, the fishing boat that Jeffrey and others were on was dying on the waves.

Just 15 minutes ago, the engine of the old fishing boat stopped working under the violent wind and waves.

This fishing boat became a living coffin parked above the sea.

And at this moment,
"May help please...we are an Indonesian fishing boat...our boat has malfunctioned and is now stuck in a storm...our coordinates..." A crewman pinned himself in a corner, sending out the distress signal over and over again, But no one responded.

The crew member dropped the communicator and huddled aside, weeping.

How am I lying?

Who the hell is okay and full enough to enter the storm area in this stormy day?

nobody!
This kind of storm, not to mention ordinary rescue ships, even aircraft carriers dare not come in!
No one will come to their rescue, no one!

At this moment, they heard the channel, and finally someone responded.

"This is the Chinese survey ship Zhongjun, please report your coordinates."

The crew hurriedly reported their coordinates.

On the other side, Wang Guanshan frowned.

It is only his instinct to respond to other people's distress signals.

In his past career at sea, he did not know how many times he had participated in rescues.

But after hearing the other party's coordinates, Wang Guanshan also hesitated.

He looked to the side, the forecast map provided by the typhoon monitoring center.

According to the forecast of the typhoon center, the other party's coordinates will be drawn into the typhoon center in more than two hours.

It is said that the center of the typhoon is actually calm.

This may be true, but in the center of a typhoon, there are often devastating and terrifying whirlwinds, waterspouts.

Under such extreme winds, schools of fish, marine life and even boats are often swept into the sky, and then there will be news of "fish rain" somewhere.

Wang Guanshan shook his head helplessly.

"Captain, I'm a serious fishing boat. I've already gone back at this time, and I'm still wandering around the storm at this time. There must be something wrong..." Beside, the first officer whispered.

"Yes, either Illegal Fishing or Pirates!"

Wang Guanshan shook his head and said, "Now is not the time to think about this..."

But... the opponent's position is too dangerous, Wang Guanshan can't let his crew take risks.

"Sorry, you are too far away, I'm afraid we can't do anything..." Wang Guanshan responded.

Although the other party is not a fishing boat from his own country, this feeling of helplessness is really uncomfortable.

After all, on the sea, no one knows what danger they will encounter in the next moment, and who they will ask for help.

As the party asking for help, I am afraid that no matter what nationality the other party is, they will lend a helping hand...

Then, he heard Gu Xiaobai next to him say: "Actually, we can go to the rescue."

Wang Guanshan was taken aback: "But the track of the typhoon..."

"They predicted wrong." Gu Xiaobai pointed to the forecast map next to him: "In about 10 minutes, the typhoon will turn to the left and forward, and their coordinates will only be wiped a little bit, which is not too dangerous, yes As far as Zhong Jun is concerned, there should be no problem."

The Zhongjun itself is a catamaran, with perfect stabilizing devices and extremely fast speed, these are advantages in the wind and waves.

Wang Guanshan stared at Gu Xiaobai. He wanted to refute that the typhoon was unpredictable and no one could predict the trajectory of the typhoon 100%. I just can't say it.

Maybe others can't predict the trajectory of the typhoon, but... I'm afraid Gu Xiaobai can really.

This child is evil!

But above the sea, Wang Guanshan still didn't dare to be careless. He looked around and said, "Let's vote, whether to go or not?"

Jiang Wei is Gu Xiaobai's most staunch supporter, even if Gu Xiaobai asked him to rush towards the mountains of swords and seas of fire, he would not blink, and said directly: "Go!"

Several other bodyguards looked left and right, and basically chose to support Xiaobai.

"I believe Xiaobai..." Pan Guoxiang said.

"Actually, we want to try it too."

"Me too."

A group of people did not even object.

In fact, Wang Guanshan also wanted to give it a try.

It's not his style to ignore death.

And they are really willing to believe in Gu Xiaobai!
Hundreds of nautical miles away, on the fishing boat, several desperate sailors had surrounded Jeffrey and Subianto together.

"It's all your fault!"

"It's all your fault for chasing that whale!"

"God must be punishing us!"

"Kill them!"

"Throw them into the sea!"

Terrified and desperate, Jeffrey argued, "No, I'll give you money, I'll give you money!"

"Keep your stinky money and spend it in hell!"

"Kill them!"

"beat!"

With a violent punch, the two people's noses and faces were swollen, and their skins were torn apart.

At this moment, a voice came:
"Hold on, we are here! We are expected to arrive at your location in an hour and a half!"

On the fishing boat, it was quiet for a few seconds.

Then there were cheers.

The transition from despair to hope is so quick.

On the Zhongjun, Wang Guanshan directed the ship to turn.

Now that you have decided, don't hesitate any longer.

The diesel engine of the Zhongjun is slowly increasing the output, and the Zhongjun is speeding up, speeding up!
The extended side rudder presses the hull below the water surface, splits the waves, and sails into the distance.

Gu Xiaobai sat in the cabin, closed his eyes, listened to the music from the storm and the sea, and directed the Zhongjun to adjust its direction.

The Zhongjun seems to have found one after another interval between wind and waves on the sea, walking in a "zigzag" all the way to the distance.

Hey, how does this feel like dancing?

"Get up again?" Listening to the music from the sea, Gu Xiaobai felt a little unable to hold back.

He walked to the DJ booth... No, the console of the underwater sound system.

Press down with both hands.

In the next second, a strong rhythm burst out.

"Dong da da dong da da dong times dong..."

"Hey, get excited!" Wang Guanshan shook his arms like a non-mainstream boy.

I, Wang Guanshan, am middle-aged on a boat!

Play money!

When I get back, I will definitely fill our boat with LED lights!
Will-o’-the-wisp run!Cool!
At this moment, an unknown number of hydrophone stations are monitoring the data of the storm and recording its sound data.

In Japan, a researcher noticed that something was wrong with the data, put on the earphones, and then suddenly widened his eyes, "What?"

"What's wrong?" Someone next to him looked over wonderingly.

"Someone made a big move in the storm!"

Beside, his colleague: "????"

Is this kid crazy?

On the sea, in the midst of the storm, the Zhong Jun made great movements all the way, and rushed towards the fishing boat.

After 20 minutes, the storm turned as planned.

Wang Guanshan glanced at the forecast map, then turned to look at Gu Xiaobai.

The teenager is immersed in the action and cannot extricate himself.

(End of this chapter)