Chapter Ninety-Six: Waste of Food, Unforgivable
According to the plan, Chen Dawen's people are responsible for controlling the power cabin, as long as they control the power cabin and the command staff, they are equivalent to controlling the ship.
"Let's all go back to our rooms!"
Meng Bo and Gundam shouted loudly and ran towards the entrance of the hallway.
Two sailors who had been shot and fell to the ground were lying in pools of blood, and an anxious sailor clutched his wounds while shouting at the panicked passengers: "Is there a doctor?
Knowing that it was the McDonalds who did it, Gundam ran over, quickly ripped off the hem of his shirt, tied it together, and asked about the situation while tying the wound near the heart: "Where did the person who shot go?"
"Towards the deck!"
The sailor said anxiously, "They have snatched our guns too!"
Looking at the cursor as McDonnell and Kim quickly moved towards the deck, Fernan frowned slightly.
He had thought that McDonald and Kim would go directly to Chen Dawen, so that he could get them in one fell swoop and save some work.
But they clearly didn't have the intention of doing so.
What did they do on deck? Did the lifeboat escape?
But it's almost on the high seas, a small boat, can it run?
They want to get started?
Hijacking gambling boats, controlling the rich, and demanding ransom were their goals, and now although the plan has been exposed and many people have been lost, they still have the ability and possibility to continue to act.
If he hadn't told Meng Bo the true identity of the first officer, Meng Bo would not have attacked the first mate, Meng Bo would not have attacked the first mate, and the McDonald would not have come back in advance......
Everything has a cause and must have an effect, and there is no perfect plan in this world.
Suppressing the unprovoked irritability in his heart, Fei Nan frowned and thought.
What now?
Go after McDonald, or deal with Chen Dawen?
Observing the cursors of McDonald, Kim, and Chen Dawen through the map, it didn't take long for Fernan to make a decision.
You have to deal with Chen Dawen first!
Around Chen Dawen, bandits have begun to gather.
A single filament does not form a line, and a lone tree does not form a forest.
The bandits must not be allowed to form a force, these guys have a lot of combat experience, and once they are gathered, it will be difficult to deal with.
Therefore, even if McDonald and Kim are the strongest in solo combat, the degree of danger must be ranked behind Chen Dawen.
"Meng Bo, Gundam. ”
"I suspect that the McDonalds are deliberately luring us to the deck," said Fernan. ”
"Why?"
Meng Bo didn't understand, but Gundam guessed what Fei Nan meant, and asked, "You mean, they're buying time?"
"What time do you have to fight?" Meng Bo asked anxiously.
Fernan asked him, "Have you forgotten those bandits on the sixth floor?"
"I remember! Aren't we going to tie up those guys and deal with them?"
Meng Bo finally understood, and asked in surprise: "You mean, they are going to the power cabin?"
"That's right. ”
Fernan nodded and said, "We need to stop them before they do." ”
"What about the Madonalds?"
Meng Bo actually meant what Kiyoko Imamura should do, after all, that was the goal of his mission.
"You follow them first, find a way to deal with them, and delay as much time as possible. ”
Fei Nan said: "We got Chen Dawen and them, and we will come up to help immediately." ”
"Good. ”
Meng Bo knew that the task of the two of Fei Nan was heavier than his, so he nodded, didn't talk nonsense, just said to take care, and got up and chased in the direction of the deck.
The ship's doctor ran over with a first-aid kit, and Gundam got up to get out of the way.
Although the two sailors who were shot looked miserable, they were able to save their lives.
"Follow me!"
Fei Nan said something to him, and ran quickly into the stairwell.
On the map, the cursors of Chen Dawen and other bandits had gathered together and moved in the direction of the power cabin. For every second of delay, there is an extra second of danger.
Therefore, Fei Nan no longer retained, and chased in the direction of Chen Dawen at full speed.
Bang!
Da-da-da-da!
There were also gunshots on the sixth floor, and Chen Dawen and their guns were complete, without saving bullets at all, and quickly cleaned up the crew and passengers who were in the way in the passage.
To get to the power cabin, the stairwell was the way to go, but they were heading to the stairwell in the stern direction, and the two of them were chasing in the stairwell in the bow direction.
To intercept them, the two of them had to pass through most of the length of the ship's hull before they could descend to the first floor, blocking their path.
Leaping down the stairwell, Feinan quickly descended to the first floor, and the surroundings were much noisier.
Nirvanaru still uses a diesel-electric hybrid propulsion system, which requires a diesel engine to generate electricity to provide electricity for the electric motor to drive the propeller to work.
Whether it is a diesel engine or an electric motor, there is a certain amount of noise, and with the barrier of the hull, people on this floor don't even know what is happening on it.
Fernan dodged into the passage of the crew's lounge, which was the "overtaking" path given by the system.
Gundam is a good player and is right behind Fernan.
There are quite a few crew members on the Nirkimaru, and there are many crew members who are on rest in the lounge corridor.
The two of them ran quickly to the other end, and some unknown crew members, thinking they were thieves, followed after them.
Dodging left and right, Fei Nan passed through the crowd and dodged into a small door, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and the air was a little moist and stuffy.
He went into the back kitchen where the crew was served.
"Hey, who are you? You can't come in!"
A fat man dressed as a head chef pointed at them, and before he could finish speaking, the two of them had already flashed past him.
"Oops! my steak!"
A cook boy who was frying steak pointed at Feinan's back and shouted, but it was Feinan who snatched the pan from which he fried the steak and ran wildly.
Looking at the steak that fell to the ground, the chef's eyes widened.
Break into my kitchen and grab my pans? Is there anyone who cares about me as a chef?
"Waste of food!
The chef was furious, and he took two large bone-chopping kitchen knives from the knife holder, and shouted, "Catch them for me!"
In the back kitchen, the chef's orders are divine decrees.
Immediately, a group of people came out of the back kitchen, holding kitchen knives, iron spoons, rolling pins, iron fences, insecticides, spice baskets and other objects that could be touched at hand, and followed the chef in the direction of Fei Nan and the others.
Fernan, while following the system's "overtaking" route, looked at the map.
He suddenly noticed that a group of people who were cooks, cooks, and handymen were chasing after him.
Didn't you just grab a frying pan?
He just wanted to find something to block bullets and add some security.
Walk through the back kitchen, bypass the cold storage, and walk down the corridor to the door of the power distribution room.
To the side of the switchroom is a stairwell leading to the crew lounge above, and further inside is the power compartment.
Fernan stopped and reached for the stairwell door, but didn't.
The stairwell is locked.
Suddenly, there was a boom in footsteps behind him, and a group of guys in white chef's uniforms poured out at the end of the corridor, tall, short, fat and thin.
Among them, the fat head chef, who was running out of breath, carried a boning knife that was almost the size of a cutting board in his hand, pointed at Fei Nan and shouted: "Stinky boy, dare to snatch my pot?"