"This is Minsheng, here is Minsheng. Our ship is now located at 261,160 nautical miles southeast of the port of Kamla, and has begun to encounter heavy winds and waves in the northwest of the archipelago around the mainland...... Everything has been normal since 4 p.m. ”

The captain was not reluctant to show weakness in the current state of the sea, but according to the rules he should still report the situation to the ship's nautical radio - and three times an hour, almost to maintain a hotline.

"What about speed?"

"Sixteen verses remain the same."

"Then your ship should now change to course 252 again, and if the speed remains the same, your ship will be out of the high-sea state area in about eight hours."

As soon as the words fell, a staff member in the Hilqi Maritime Joint Command Post where the speaker was located tapped a few times on the keyboard. The map of the Elta Sea area covered with dense coordinates on the large LCD screen was immediately refreshed, and the small green arrow representing the Minsheng was clearly visible in changing the direction of the course.

"Minsheng understands!"

"The closest thing to your ship now...... It is still the work ship 'Endeavour', the straight-line distance is about 240 nautical miles, just outside the high sea state area, if your ship has any situation, you should call Endeavour as soon as possible. The callsign remains the same. Have a nice trip. ”

It was getting dark early in Elta. Coupled with the incomparably oppressive clouds and bursts of rain above the Minsheng at this time, the Minsheng had to turn on all the lights on board around five o'clock.

"Legend has it that there are pirates here, around the mainland and the islands." When the captain was done, he easily cocked his legs in the cockpit and whistled. "We had to avoid this place as we came, and we didn't expect to swagger past them when we returned."

"And not a Somali professional." At this time, the second officer was still holding a pencil and compass and teaching the trainee crew next to him to do nautical chart operations, "Sensei said that the sea conditions are high, and even the Somalis can't handle this matter." Let's talk about our speed now. ”

"Sixteen verses."

"yes, it's slow. Compared to the FAC of the Somali pirates, the sixteenth section is as slow as a turtle crawling. But if there is any pirate ship in this world that can only sail at this speed, I will get my head down and give you a night pot. ”

"Those who are not afraid of moving are nothing more than afraid of the still reef." The captain took out the pamphlet in his coat pocket, pointed to a page with a red line on it, and sighed, "But the information we have also shows that the Church of the Two Moons doesn't seem to know enough about the shipping lanes and navigation of this damn atoll. We don't understand the reason for this. Aren't they the most zealous of conquests? Why are the aborigines above not interested? ”

"Say, are you interested in conquering Madagascar?" The second mate angrily pointed out the mistakes with a pencil on the drawing of the trainee crew, and at the same time complained about the captain's judgment, "Don't say that trigonometric functions can't be calculated, and even counting to ten may not work." What else can you do with that kind of person but let them mold on the island? The Church of the Two Moons wants to use magic to bind them, and only if they have something to make the Church of the Two Moons look up to them. ”

"Tourist attraction!" The captain's answer left the second mate speechless, "Look, such a nice place. Diving, taking wedding photos, what's so bad? ”

"you!" The second mate's roar shook the entire bridge deck.

In high-sea state zones, such a shake may not be a big deal for trained crews, but it is not so pleasant for passengers. Although the Minsheng had not yet begun to be controlled by the waves and engaged in the most violent pitch, the roll was deadly enough now - especially for Borifezno's group, who had just woken up and had to get up and walk outside the cabin.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Borifezno, who was holding the vomit bag, was holding the handrail in the corridor of the cabin at this time, his face was pale, his mouth was open and closed, and he looked quite pitiful.

"Vomit-" Behind Borifezno, the magician, who had just been in high spirits, opened his bloody mouth again at this time, and vomited wildly at the vomit bag, and all that bit of heroism was spit into the bag.

"Gentlemen, if you really can't do it, please hand me the meal voucher, and I will deliver the meal to the cabin for the gentlemen......"

Borifezno struggled to raise his head to look at the polite Elta crew in front of him, and a nameless fire was about to erupt from his stomach acid - not because he was a "lackey of the otherworld", nor because he was disgusted by the twelve-point smile and concerned look of pity on his face, nor because he handed over several paper bags of vomit in time to "care" them for vomiting on the ground to be fined or cleaned, but ......

This guy didn't even hold on to the railing, just stood firmly on the floor of the corridor! Borifezno's eyes darkened with the resentment, and then he felt a hot current gushing out of his stomach with the power of the wilderness, and the paper bag in his hand was a little heavy.

Pity the soldiers and magicians who paid for extra food at noon, and here they handed over all the rations.

After spitting up the last shred of the object, Borifezno struggled to pull on to the railing and took a few steps forward, and collapsed to the ground as soon as his thighs went limp. The staircase of the cabin, which could have been reached in a few steps, is now so far away!

"Help me...... Help me back! Borifezno was gritting his teeth just now and trying to get up and move on, but then a wave that the Minsheng encountered completely overturned his delusions—the bow of the Minsheng was directly following the wave that was enough to make the waves on the bow deck split through, and the result was naturally to make the passengers on board complain bitterly—the weightlessness and then the overweight pitch was really the culmination of the power of the ocean.

And Bori Fitzno and others here played GG with laughter from the first weightlessness. The crew members who had dealt with similar situations several times before still did not change their faces, and directly carried these losers who wanted to probe the situation inside the ship back to the cabin with the crew one by one.

"Do you need us to pick up the food for you?"

"Then there is labor...... There is a labor ......" Bori Fetzno wanted to die in bed at this time, and his voice was weak, like an old man explaining his will, "I have your labor." This is...... Meal voucher ...... You, you take ......"

Entering the high sea state zone is something that is not scheduled but expected. In the waters southeast of Elta in winter, this is unavoidable, so the Minsheng sailed according to the established schedule with corresponding preparations - such as a full amount of paper bags for vomit and a ship's doctor on board.

"Strange ...... Riya, Kiria? Are you still alive? ”

"By God, by God's grace." The magician also vomited, "I'm still alive, but I don't want to speak." ”

"Actually, it's okay...... It's fine. Borifitsno smiled bitterly and laughed at himself in the moaning cabin, "It's just that I didn't seem so uncomfortable when I was lying on the Navy's ship, my hands were tied to the pillar by the Navy soldiers and vomited all day." ”

"What do you think...... Think I didn't throw up? "Kiria regretted that her intestines were blue," said the old fur seals of the navy, and only gave us salt water mixed with leaf sap to drink, so that we did not vomit to death on the ship. But sir, think about it, what did we enjoy at noon? This is a self-digging grave! ”

"I guess the people of the other world didn't expect a storm themselves!" As soon as Borifezno looked up, he was swaying sideways like a whirlwind. "This is damn bad! The crew is coming to deliver food later, you ...... Eat, eat? ”

"Of course it's to be eaten!" Kiria held her breath and gave the voices of everyone in the cabin. "Whoever doesn't eat, give it to me! I just spit out the bile, and I can't miss this delicacy! You need to know that vomiting to death is a small matter, starving to death is a big thing! ”

When Bori Fitzno heard this, he almost rolled his eyes. Why don't you see you working so hard? How can I not see you working so hard in the corridor just now? When you got on the ship and your weapons were confiscated, why didn't you see you so clever? Borifezno scolded bitterly in his heart.

But scolding is scolding, and showing weakness is absolutely unacceptable. He had already made up his mind that even if he let the food turn into leftovers, he would not let his unsuccessful comrade-in-arms Kiria eat even a bite—for the sake of the true gods, for the sake of the staff that was "consigned"!

The restaurant, which was still full of people at noon, had become extremely empty at this time. The common area of the Minsheng is actually a longitudinal extension of the engine room mechanism, so there is enough overall space.

Then several steel walls were added to the watertight structure as a partition, a dining room, a screening room (meeting room), and thus was born. The compartment was still large enough to accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

At this time, there are only a few dozen people left sitting here. Human beings naturally have different degrees of resistance to dizziness of vehicles and ships due to congenital factors and acquired development, and those who still appear here are the best.

"I really have no conscience." The crew member, who held a piece of the cabin and the number folder in his hand, craned his neck at the window and almost laughed when he saw the meal prepared in the kitchen.

"I hear you." Although the crew at the window spoke in a serious tone, the smiling face on the wall did not change at all, "Why don't you have a conscience?" Let's talk about this little comrade. ”

"The crew's meals are all stir-fried vegetables and steamed buns, and they strive to make them not greasy." Seeing this, the Elta crew began to criticize each other one by one, "But this is served to the passengers with toast and schnitzel, although it must taste good, but is this to make them vomit to death on the ship?" ”

"Stir-frying is not easy to do on a ship. It's harder than frying. Bread is ready-made, not the same. The Chinese crew member in this window spread his hands, "There is only one chef, and even the staple buns and steamed buns are freshly made by him." You can't expect him to overdo the work, can you? No way~ By the way, little brother, you're on the night shift, right? Secretly tell you, there are dumplings for supper tonight! ”