At this moment, the emergency sensor light in the cabin was suddenly lit up at a very appropriate time.

Qin Haiyang turned his head suddenly, feeling that his scalp was numb and his back was cold. The three souls and six spirits immediately drifted away by three points, and they were so frightened that they almost didn't stand firm.

It doesn't matter if Rao is on, it's still flashing.

After flashing two or three times, it automatically went out again.

After stabilizing his emotions, Qin Haiyang quickly replaced the light bulb and looked up, realizing that an even greater horror was coming.

Because the moment he turned around, he saw that all around him were wrapped in thick darkness.

A chaotic world like ink, a hideous space like hell.

I suddenly felt that the situation was not good, that the situation was not right.

"Oh no, the rain is about to start. ”

The weather at sea is like this, and when the wind is beautiful, it can turn into the rhythm of a storm in an instant. But no matter how it changes, there is a bottom line and it can be predicted.

Like today, like the face of a baby.

When it comes to change, it changes, without any warning, and I can't help but complain a lot in my heart.

Complain and complain, quickly pack up the fishing nets, and leave the boat is the right thing.

In strong winds, stopped ships are most likely to be swept to the bottom of the sea.

The only right thing to do is to sail out of the terrifying eye of the storm as soon as possible.

The wind stirring in the air grew stronger and stronger.

The abundant water vapor in the wind became more and more abundant, slowly turning from fog to water vapor and then to thick water droplets.

Looking at this rhythm, nine times out of ten it is the rhythm of a hurricane.

"No, we can't delay any longer, we have to leave quickly. ”

In the anxiety, the speed of closing the net is not as fast as before.

Because the nets are getting heavier and heavier, and there is a trend of increasing them, I feel that there are a lot of fish in this net.

The fishing nets that were pulled up are no longer the hot feeling they had before,

On the contrary, it is getting colder and colder.

It's as if it's been frozen by the waters of Antarctica.

Every time you grab it, it's like you're grabbing a block of extremely cold ice.

Look at the inky sea in front of you, constantly tumbling and surging.

The turbulent waters are interspersed with countless sharp ice edges of different sizes.

Those sharp ice cubes, with the violent surging water, kept smashing into the boat's gang.

Like chisels, they "clicked••••••clicking" on the hull of the ship.

It looks like you're going to gouge through the boat!

Panic is like a weed that keeps growing and spreading, constantly filling Qin Haiyang's heart.

If you don't stop and continue to close the net, it will be less than a minute, and at most half an hour will not be completed.

But looking at the situation between the sea and the sky, the "-holding" general storm, it is estimated that I can't even wait for two minutes.

What to do?

Is it to continue to close the net?

Still is?

Such a heavy net must be very rewarding.

Decades of fishing experience have taught him that the best time to harvest is usually before a storm and when the weather changes drastically.

As a result, many adventurous people choose to catch their nets at this time.

It's really the so-called, success is taken in detail, and wealth is sought in danger.

But in today's situation, is it to persevere?

Or give up quickly?

He, Qin Haiyang, had to make a quick decision within thirty seconds.

Qin Haiyang, who was at a critical juncture, was calm and decisive, and made a decision in less than 10 seconds.

With his free right hand, he grabbed a machete next to him and cut the net.

"Boom••••••" sound.

The heavy fishing nets fell into the sea, like mud oxen, "rumbling ••••••",

There was a burst of foam and slid to the bottom of the sea.

Although there is a lot of unbearability in my heart, after all, money is something outside the body.

Life is gone, what are you talking about gold, silver and money?

If your life is gone, what's the risk?

After the network was disconnected, Qin Haiyang did not make any stops, quickly rushed into the engine room, launched an electric shock, started the boat, and quickly sailed in the direction of home.

At the same time, a violent thunderstorm sounded in the air, shaking the sea and the sky at the same time.

The boat's control room seemed to be placed on a vibrating table, bouncing up and down more and more.

If it weren't for Qin Haiyang's years of training, he would have been frightened by the scene in front of him and vomited desperately a few times.

At this time, he couldn't think too much, so he could only widen his eyes, staring at the dense sea conditions in front of him, passing through the impermeable black, and concentrating on driving home.

The boat's power was at its maximum, but it still felt like it was frozen in the darkness.

Except for the bumps, rolling up and down, and shaking from side to side, I didn't feel half a step moving.

Outside the window, between the sea and the sky, it is difficult to distinguish each other, as if glued together.

It is impossible to see which is the sky and which is the sea.

The two large searchlights in the bow of the ship emitted a miserable white light, as if they were extremely frightened, and although they pierced through the thick twilight, they could not illuminate the complete darkness in front of them.

Raindrops in the air, mixed with hail the size of peas, poured down like a waterfall.

Crazy banging on the glass, on the shed, on the deck, like fried beans, thumping.

The tempered glass partition window has been cracked by those hailstones, and I am really worried, I don't know how long he can hold on.

On the top of the tin shed, it was as if someone was beating desperately with chopsticks and spoons, and the ping-pong was endless, and from time to time you could see the dents that had been knocked out.

The situation is quite terrifying!

The violent wind stirred the waves on the surface of the sea, boiling a lot, and the poor boat, like a vegetable leaf in the boiling porridge, went up and down, thrilling.

The waves that kept rising as high as mountain peaks crushed over like mountains and seas.

The huge waves, with the torrential rain in the air, rode the raging wind, and swooped down from the top of the fishing boats like Mount Tai.

Instantly, darkness reigned all around.

The boat seemed to sink in the inky water, and every corner was filled with salty water.

The air that didn't have time to be squeezed out instantly formed into clumps of white foam, scurrying around like ghosts in the inky black water.

It is like a hideous skull, wandering around.

It's like you've traveled to hell.

The already terrifying mind seemed to be completely submerged in the cold water.

Suffocation and death, slowly swimming like themselves.

It's just that the terrifying death and suffocation wrapped around itself like a poisonous sea snake, the strong boat, but like an unsinkable submarine, struggled to move forward in a low-density environment, rushing out of the claws of death again and again, shattering the suffocating despair.

I just don't know who can hold on to this extremely unbalanced "cat and mouse game" until the next moment.

Looking at the boat again, Qin Haiyang locked himself in the closed operation room.

Silky seawater still seeps through the tiny cracks, forming an ocean at the bottom of its feet.

Fortunately, it did not really sink to the bottom of the sea, otherwise the operation room would have been flooded.

In the face of life and death, at a critical juncture, Qin Haiyang couldn't think about it so much. He gripped the lever with one hand and the throttle with the other.

Keeping his eyes on the scene less than 10 meters in front of him, he kept changing the route of the boat, switching the speed of travel, trying to avoid the high and low waves.

For a moment, the boat was like a crazy iron bull, panting heavily, letting out a deep moo like a low roar, and scurrying wildly in the darkness.

But helplessly, the waves are rough and the waves are surging.

The small boat has no control over its posture at all.

was squeezed to the bottom for a while;

a moment retrograde above the crest of the wave;

After a while, it was lifted to the crest of the waves, and the entire hull was thrown into the air by the force of the waves.

The propeller at the stern of the ship spun rapidly in the air, hitting the wet water, splashing in all directions, truly turning into a "spaceship" speeding through the air.

I don't know how long I flew, and suddenly I looked like a "swordfish" again.

"Whoosh••••••" plunged into the thick seawater, and continues to become a super submarine capable of flying and diving.

The air is full of terror and oppression, like the air that has been extremely compressed by the sea, making you dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and your expression is highly tense and trembling.

"Boom ••••••"

In the turbid air, lightning and thunder roared, like a dragon soaring, like a silver snake dancing wildly.

Those manic lightning bolts exploded in the air in an instant, turning into a terrifying and hideous power grid, illuminating the originally dark and desperate sky in a miserable white.

Like a "dead man's face", and like a sea ghost beckoning.

The flash of light made the lonely boat pale and colorless,

Like a galloping bull that is about to be exhausted,

In the fight against darkness and terror, no one knows how long it will last and where it will rush.

Still, he's still holding on.

Qin Haiyang in the cabin had a blazing gaze.

In the old and delicate pipes, there is a withered yellow, inferior tobacco.

A choking smoke emanated and filled the entire control room.

For a while, the smoke was full of smoke and fog, and Qin Haiyang's eyes were red.

Like a bull with red eyes,

The feeling of snorting and panting, vowing to fight terror and darkness to the end.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how many times I have faced the danger of overturning,

Again and again he was slapped into the sea,

Again and again, he rushed out of the inky black horror and hideousness.

Flying again and again in the air,

After falling to the bottom again and again, it rushed to the crest of the wave.

In the struggle against the devilish storm, although he is always facing the danger of nine deaths and his life, he often comes out proudly and breaks out of the encirclement in the middle of the night, when he is in the line of fire.

Like a warrior returning from a bloody battle,

is like a general who stands proudly above the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

However, the devil fought back again and again, but the boat was not afraid of danger, bravely fought the darkness, and did not flinch.

In this way, it forms a solidification and glue, and the shape of ups and downs.

Suddenly, Qin Haiyang found that the sky on the far side gradually brightened, but the color was slightly weird, as if it was burned by fire, and it was like bloodshed, red and cold.

Further on, on the sea and sky side, the sea water turns from a rich black to shiny, and gradually turns red.