"After the Yuejin sank, there were always rumors that the Japanese fired torpedoes and sank our 10,000-ton freighter. In the early 1960s, the international political situation was very turbulent. After thoroughly ascertaining the truth of the incident,

Previously, rashly announcing the cause of the shipwreck would not only inflame international relations, but may also trigger a war."

"We, the few surviving old crew members and the investigation team, were directly ordered by Premier Zhou to embark on the first voyage in 1964. Our mission was to investigate why the Yuejin sank."

"When the ship sank, there was heavy fog on the sea. I was standing on the lookout and could not see anything. Suddenly I heard a muffled sound, as if the underwater part of the port side of the ship had been attacked by something! I ran away quickly

I went down to check and found that there were holes in the hull. The crew below said they saw a dark figure, which must be a Japanese submarine. It fired a torpedo and then escaped!"

"You have seen my resume. When I was young, I fought in the Bohai Fleet. I know very well what a torpedo attack sounds like. Compared with that kind of rumor, I would rather believe that the Yuejin was hit by a torpedo attack.

reef."

"Later, when I started investigating, I found that the route from Qingdao Port to Nagoya happened to pass through the Sea of ​​Morning Mist! I guessed that I bumped into something under that sea area, or encountered an attack by a large fish.

What problem occurred that led to the sinking!”

"I took a whole ship of people in that sea for 168 days. There are indeed reefs under the sea, but the reefs are not enough to sink a cargo ship as big as ours. As time goes by, our supplies

It was almost consumed, so I decided to return to the ship and replenish it."

"When we docked with eager homesickness, we found that the history of the world has advanced 14 years, Premier Zhou has passed away for two years, and our country has even signed the Sino-Japanese Peace and Friendship Treaty..."

The captain sighed with a sad voice: "You are still too young, and you may not understand how difficult the situation of our ship's members with such special status was in the atmosphere at that time. Some comrades could not find their homes, and some

Some comrades had their files deleted for no apparent reason, and some were kicked out by their sons who were about the same age as themselves..."

When I think about that situation, it is indeed difficult to accept it. The mouse disappeared for 4 years, and after he came back, his wife remarried. They had a special status when they disappeared. In addition, 14 years have passed, and the older generation has passed away.

A whole generation has grown up, and my spouse has started another family. The world has changed a lot, but I am still stuck in the body and consciousness of 14 years ago. How lonely must it be...

The old captain threw out another empty bottle and refused to let me drink from it. He continued to talk to himself: "I was unwilling to give up. I summoned the old crew members I could still contact and went to sea again. 1

After coming back more than a month ago, the world has indeed changed again!"

He slammed his fist on the table, making the stainless steel dishes tremble: "From that time on, I understood that it was not that we collectively went crazy, but that there was something wrong with this sea!"

"Don't be too excited. Speak slowly...I understand you!" Curly Hair quickly patted his back to comfort him.

"The second time, we stayed for a short time, but we were still in that sea area, and we deliberately recorded the time. In the end, we completely verified this hypothesis. The Sea of ​​Morning Mist is the culprit of dividing time!"

"Anyway, we can no longer keep up with the broken timeline. We simply make the sea our home and no longer care about the world on land. We walked for the third and fourth time."

I remembered that on that calendar page, the third time we went to sea was in 1991, and Lingling, Grandma Liang’s successor, seemed to have boarded the ship at that time.

"It seems to me that your third trip to sea took a long time. Do you want to verify something?" I stabilized my mood and had another drink with him.

"Because we met Poseidon, it took us a lot of time, but we also found out that it was the murderer who attacked the Yuejin and made all of us on the ship a different kind of sinners. The purpose of our investigation for so many years is Poseidon.

!”

Finally, the topic came to the topic I was most interested in! I suppressed my excitement and asked: "What is that?"

"It lives in the sea of ​​morning fog. It has ruined our lives. I will use my last ability to catch it... The investigation report that Premier Zhou did not wait for, although it is a little late, I will definitely send it in full.

..." The captain's eyes were a little blurry, as if he had reached the limit of his alcohol capacity. He raised his neck and drank the last sip, and murmured, "It's nearby, right under our... bottom... of the boat."

After that, he fell directly on Little Curly's shoulder and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

I felt regretful that the question of what Poseidon was was still not explained clearly!

But this banquet really surprised me. I was a little in awe of every crew member around me. They were not only warriors who had entered the Sea of ​​Morning Mist, but also seniors who had survived at the breakpoint of time! I know

People of their time were very stubborn and crazy in their thinking. Now that this Poseidon has been discovered by them, the people on this boat must fight to the death to fish him out.

I was on a boat with these people and on a hot pot table. This was an adventure I never imagined!

Curly handed the captain over to a big guy, then sat back and scanned the bottom hot pot with me.

"How much do you need to drink to get drunk?"

I smiled sheepishly: "This is my first time drinking, so I don't know yet..."

"You have a great future. It's so rare to have the physique that you won't get drunk after a thousand cups!"

"This...is nothing, and you're quite good at drinking, right?"

"No, no, I've been practicing for many years."

I was a little happy to let him praise me. I glanced around at the fallen Shark Gang and us big losers, and a sense of accomplishment came over me. I took advantage of the fact that we were just getting acquainted with him and quickly said to him: "By the way, you and I

How do these old-timers know each other?”

"I've been hanging out here for a long time, and we know each other when we meet. Otherwise, a bunch of old antiques wouldn't know what the world is outside. I gave them all the equipment on their outer ships." After catching the last piece of sea fish, the little curly hair patted his belly with satisfaction and asked.

I said, "Have you ever touched a gun?"

I recalled my childhood experience, and I only touched it a few times when I went to the mountains with my dad to hunt pheasants. I said sheepishly: "Does a buckshot gun count..."

"Haha, it's much better than a toy gun!"

He moved the bench next to me, and suddenly with a wave of his hand, something cold touched my forehead!

"Brother... don't scare me..." I looked cross-eyed and shuddered, it was a pistol!

"This is a five-seven, which can also be called a 57. It is light in weight, small in size, and has low recoil. I think it is suitable for you." He looked at my expression and smiled evilly, and took the gun away from my head.

, slapped it on the table, "Do you like it?"

I was so frightened that I shivered again, fearing that he would be misunderstood: "I'm timid and old-fashioned, so I don't dare to like..."

"Come on, come on, let's try it!" He pulled me up, put the black pistol into my hand, and explained, "This one is very useful, semi-automatic, with two 10-round magazines. In a moment,

I’ll give you a 30-round extended version!”

He stretched out my finger and hooked it onto the trigger. He held the butt of the gun tightly with his other hand. He raised my arm, stretched it, and then stretched it out of the railing.

"Press and try!"

My palms were so nervous that they were all sweaty. I closed my eyes and twitched my index finger vigorously——

"Snapped!"

The gun in my hand rushed backwards, and I almost slipped it into the sea!

I quickly grasped the hot shell and took it back, and put it back on the table respectfully. I am a little kid who has not graduated from high school, but I am still playing with a gun...

"It's okay, but don't forget to have recoil when you shoot. You have to hold on steady before shooting, otherwise you will miss." Little Curly commented to me for a long time like a judge, "Also,

You are too weak to pull the trigger. You have to take aim and strike decisively. The advantage of this gun is that it has good penetration, so it is more of a test of one's timing. Come on, Buzuijun!"

After listening to this, I relaxed my nervousness and felt a little sleepy. Seeing the weirdo sleeping soundly holding Dr. Lin's thigh, I couldn't help but yawn and swayed on my stomach.

On the table, he closed his eyelids heavily.

"The shell is strong, the barrel is short, and it has a universal warhead..."

Little Curly Hair is still chattering about sales, and I can’t listen at all. He is the real Buzuijun, so I’ll go to sleep first...

The stamina of burning the knife was so strong that I didn’t know how much I poured into it. When I woke up, everything was dark in front of my eyes. I touched around and realized I was sleeping on Grandma Liang’s upper bunk, where Lingling died.

!

I put on my coat and climbed out of bed quietly. I wanted to go to the toilet, but I found that the lower bunk was empty and Grandma Liang was not there.

Did she also go to the toilet? I didn't think much, held my head with a splitting headache, opened the hatch and walked out.

"I don't know if Lulu can do it."

"I tried my best to make them look alike."
Chapter completed!