Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 47 The Eve

This is a supplement to yesterday's section.there is another section tonight

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The sky at dusk was a quiet hazy yellow, and the floating clouds on the distant sky were inlaid with a faint golden edge.In the evening, the sea breeze was blowing slightly, and Fengcheng was running smoothly. The weather in Qiongzhou Strait was very good, and the wave height was less than 1.5 meters.

The huge bow splits 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.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 20 chains to the side of the ship, a squat flat-deck barge was following, its deck laden with containers and various vehicles and machinery.Both boats were traveling at a speed of 10 knots, and they were expected to meet four fishing boats from another port at 6:[-] a.m. Beijing time.

After half a month of Mond's running around, he finally completed the complicated loading process. The coastal freighter was originally a role of loading everything, but it did not arouse the surprise of the port department. The only thing that felt incredible was the oil company—two ships. They actually use diesel oil instead of cheap marine heavy oil.

The hired crew is Filipino.No one can understand the weird English except Mond, who often works in the port. The advantage is that they don't care what is on the boat. Why are there so many backpackers in green training uniforms? — Two-thirds of the traversers are concentrated on this ship.Only a handful of professionals are placed on other ships.

In fact, there was not much space left for the traversers on the entire freighter. All five cargo holds were filled with goods, and several containers were tied up on the deck.Several of the animal containers were still emitting a constant stench.Except for women and children who can be assigned to the crew's room, most people can only sit on the deck, waiting for the fateful moment to come.

Fortunately, everyone is still in a kind of excitement about to usher in a new era, and they don't feel too much inconvenience.Some people didn't sleep well yesterday, so they simply spread sleeping bags on the deck to make up for it.There are also those who stand facing the wind and look at the looming coastline of Hainan Island.They were born and grew up in this time and space, and they would have died here in the first place.Condensed with countless loves and hates, disappointments and satisfactions, and the first time in countless lives—they are about to leave here and never come back again, just like the farewell of death.

The members of the executive committee standing on the poop do not have such leisure and ambition to feel this historic moment.According to the plan, the fishing boats and landing craft departing from the fishing port, as well as the legendary yacht with the North American sub-rudder, should meet them at 17:[-]. At this time, they kept searching the sea with binoculars, and all they saw were coastal fishing boats returning in twos and threes. .

The yacht with the North American sub-rudder arrived 10 minutes earlier. The blue and white hull was covered with snow-white spinnakers, and it slid gracefully across the sea, causing cheers and whistles from the passing crowd.Through the binoculars of the Executive Committee, Shi Niaoren could be seen waving his hands on the deck, and a foreign woman with big eyes and a confused expression climbed out of the hatch under the sail——obviously she didn't understand what she was doing. Well.

"This girl has a good figure." Wang Luobin muttered to himself while holding the binoculars.

"Long chestnut hair, not a big ocean horse."

"What do you know, this is a Latino, and you don't have to be blond to be called a Yanma."

More than a dozen telescopes watched the new stunner.Regardless of all the men in North America are waving on the deck.

Fishing boats and landing craft still did not show up. Fortunately, the radio kept in touch.The four fishing boats were responsible for towing multiple large floating rafts—a job that no one had ever done before, so several hours were wasted just adjusting the length of the towing cables.Finally, 17 minutes after 20:[-], we met the ship that had been waiting for a long time.

This strange fleet was advancing along the coastline of Hainan Island at a low speed. Bopu Port was within easy reach. As night fell, the lights in the harbor were clearly on and off.The ships on the route also turned on their navigation lights.

"GPS shows that we are now 3 nautical miles north-east of Bopu Port."

"Slow down and turn on all the lights!"

"Take over the ship!"

"The ships move closer to the flagship!"

"Prepare the wormhole!"

With a voice of order, Mond first gathered all the crew members on the deck as the owner of the ship, and then the members of the military team showed their five-shot shotguns.Without any words, more than 20 crew members got down on a lifeboat specially prepared for them very cooperatively, and rowed to the shore.

At this time, all the lights on the ships were turned on, and the searchlights on the ship illuminated the deck completely brightly. The travelers realized that a historic moment was coming, and stood up one after another, staring at the poop with wide-eyed eyes.

The tweeter sounded the sound of hello, and then came a high-pitched male voice:

"Attention, prepare for crossing in 5 minutes! All personnel wear life jackets and enter the cabin!"

It is estimated that the wormhole will vibrate due to violent energy fluctuations when passing through. In order to prevent anyone from falling into the water, except for the necessary deck personnel who fasten safety ropes and stick to 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, start."

As the wormhole hanging on the bow was slowly squeezed away by the bow, this huge mirror shone with unprecedented light, illuminating a large area of ​​the surrounding sea.The edge of the wormhole scatters the light of energy like fireworks.

"Hold on." Wen Desi muttered, thinking in his heart that this thing should not explode suddenly. It is a trivial matter not to be able to go to another time and space. If there is a big energy explosion, it is estimated that the power will not be much smaller than the atomic bomb. Bar.

"Attention all ships!" Mond roared, "Short the distance and pass through the wormhole at full speed! Everyone is ready to accept the impact!"

The travelers in the cabin didn't know there was such a thing outside.They all held on to the fixed objects around them with serious faces and waited for the legendary crossing shock wave.Suddenly, the lights flickered crazily, and everyone's faces and hands seemed to have passed through a layer of static electricity, and they were slightly numb.A strange feeling of dizziness came up.

"Wear it!" someone shouted.

No one echoed him, and many closed their eyes as the lights flickered.

Not long after the fishing boat in the rear passed through the wormhole, the wormhole channel that originally reflected the light on the cargo ship like a mirror suddenly began to glow, expanding from a flat surface into a dazzling sphere in just a few seconds, and then...disappeared up!The seawater quickly recharged into the 50-meter-diameter seawater hole left by the wormhole. The rushing seawater collided together and rushed to the air more than 10 meters high, making a sound like a giant drum. The fishing boat was mercilessly washed by 100-4 high waves.Fortunately, the preparations were sufficient and there was no loss.

"Status reports from ships!" Mond yelled over the radio.

"The barge is OK!"

"The landing craft is normal!"

"Fishing 1 is normal!"

"Fishing 2 is normal!"

"Fishing 3 is normal!"

"Fishing 4 is normal!"

"North America, normal... Ah, there is a motorboat approaching my boat rapidly!"

The members of the executive committee were all heartbroken, motorboat, where did the motorboat come from in the 17th century?

Before Wen Desi could speak, Xi Yazhou had already called Zhao De, the leader of the fishing fleet, through the intercom.

"Old Zhao, hurry up and take someone to the North American ship for support."

"understand!"

Then the Fengcheng ship turned on two large searchlights, and the bright light immediately illuminated the sea where night had fallen. The two ships in the fishing fleet led by Zhao De left the formation, their bows splitting the waves, and they headed south and north at full speed. The two wings of the sailboat outflanked the past.

The light illuminated the entire water area, and Wen Desi saw in the binoculars the motorboat approaching the North American sailing ship, a small sea motorboat carrying 8 passengers-did they also wear it, or did he not go through it at all?

He glanced at the people around him, and found that everyone on the executive committee was sullen, obviously they had the same idea.

Almost all members of the executive committee are over thirty years old, and all of them boast that they have been honed in society for many years, and calmness is the minimum cultivation.But this will gradually become unsustainable.The wormhole is gone, and it would have been a disaster if it hadn't been passed through.

Mond desperately took a telescope to look around. There was no moon on the water, and it was pitch black everywhere. Only the sea area centered on the Fengcheng ship was brightly lit, which made the surrounding darkness even more bottomless.

"It should be here." He muttered to himself, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly checked the equipment.

"The GPS is out!" he exclaimed.

This move also reminded others that several people took out their mobile phones—"signal search"—the signal of mobile phones in Qiongzhou Strait should be normal.

Each frequency in the radio station is also a batch of blank, only the hissing sound of the echo of the current.

"Success!" The members of the executive committee put aside their calmness and cheered.

Since this is the seventeenth century, it doesn't matter who gets on the motorboat.

Zhao De's voice came from the radio: "The whole ship has been controlled, and 4 people have been captured. They seem to be tourists."

"Send them all to the flagship."

The night was still long, and it was obviously a risky act to approach the coast in the dark.The executive committee decided that all ships would anchor down and wait until dawn before landing.This is the 17th century, and few ships are capable of colliding to damage them.For the sake of safety, the headlights of each ship were turned on to illuminate the surroundings brightly.The military team has opened a batch of guns from the North American sailing ship and distributed them to the ships.Now armed and manned, they fear nothing.

"Ge Laozi, what are you doing! Bandits! Pirates! Bastards! Great!" Xiao Zishan heard the roar of an angry old man as soon as he opened the door.

"Dad, stop shouting, you have something to say..." Another male voice tried to dissuade.

"This is the Qiongzhou Strait, not the Red Sea, Somalia! The People's Navy is not vegetarian!"

"You gentlemen have something to say. We are ordinary people, not rich people. Our family came to Hainan for tourism..." This is the voice of a middle-aged and elderly woman.

Xiao Zishan pulled his clothes subconsciously, straightened his hat - he was not used to wearing a uniform, so he opened the cabin door 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 with a son and daughter-in-law.The family traveled to Hainan. The old man had served in the navy for many years and was familiar with the troops in Hainan.I didn't buy a boat ticket when I crossed the strait, so I borrowed an old motorboat from an old acquaintance in the army, hoping to refresh my old dream of sailing.Unexpectedly, when I was approaching Bopu Port, I suddenly encountered a strange storm. When it subsided and it was dark all around, I saw the few ships not far away. The purpose of approaching the sailing ship was purely to ask for a letter— The launch had no nautical equipment of any kind except a compass.Inexplicably, he was caught by people on two fishing boats.

"Let's take a break first." Xiao Zishan still smiled all over his face, "It's dark outside now, let's talk about it when it's dawn." I thought to myself how to explain this clearly—people must think that I escaped from Anding Hospital.

"Should we go ashore at dawn?" asked the son who looked like a civil servant, and 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 detaining us?" The old lady was explaining again. He still explained calmly, without any confusion in his speech, and at first glance he was the character on the scene.

"Look, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our old man used to be a navy here, and his daughter-in-law is also a police officer. In this strait, ships from maritime affairs, maritime surveillance, customs, maritime police, fishery administration, and navy are constantly flowing. Yes, is it meaningful for you to do this? We are still young people, there is no need to do this. Our family is ordinary people, and we don’t want to be heroes. We all go to our own places when we disembark, and our luggage will be lost..."

The old lady's words are soft but hard, not bad.Much better than this son and daughter-in-law.Xiao Zishan still nodded politely and said:

"Let's talk about everything tomorrow." He stood up, "You will see, this is a new world!"

Volume [-] Set Sail (End)

(End of this chapter)