It's very difficult to figure out, who left this word? Do we have to follow these three words to guide us into the cabin?

Actually, if I had to make a decision, I would want to get off the ship now, but depending on the meaning of the fat man and the old generation, they want to obey the instructions of the words on the back of the silk book and go down to the cabin.

"Isn't it, do you really want to go down?" I asked helplessly.

"Do we have any other options?" The fat man said resolutely.

"No, you don't know what this sentence means, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go on like this."

"Let's go down and find out, or there is another choice." The fat man looked at me after he finished speaking.

"What a choice." I asked.

"You jump into the sea, fix the propellers, and we'll drive the boat." After the fat man finished speaking, he made a gesture of please.

Naturally, it was impossible for me to jump into the sea to repair the propellers, and I had never gone down to a waist-deep river inland, let alone swim in the ocean. And because of those glowing things in the sea, even if I exclude the condition that I can't water, I will never go down.

I had no choice but to follow the fat man and the two to find the entrance to the lower cabin, as for why I didn't go back to the fishing boat, it was because if I went back alone, my face really couldn't be bright.

Generally speaking, for a large ship of this size, the door to the lower deck is under the mast in the middle of the hull, which is what I learned from watching the Pirates of the Caribbean, and when we went to look for the lower hatch, we didn't forget to visit the two decks at our feet.

The cabin was roughly the same as the above, and the second floor was probably the residence of the sailors of higher status, and there were paved floors on the ground at intervals, which were all blackened and damp cotton fabrics, which were completely scattered when they were tossed with something.

There was nothing to be found here, although it was above the level of the ship's hull, but like the top, there were no windows outward. It stands to reason that there should be windows on such a huge ship, but the cabin of this ship is a completely enclosed space.

After searching for a long time without anything of value, the first floor was similar to the previous one, and when we opened the door, we had lost interest in entering and exploring, because there was nothing that caught our attention, nothing, empty, as if it had been completely emptied.

Looking closely, there are eleven masts on this large ship. The highest one is the one in the center, which looks like forty or fifty meters. The bow and stern are the shortest, but they also have a look of twenty meters.

Eleven tall masts were arranged in a row, and one row was fixed on the central axis of the entire ship. The monsoon in the Pacific Ocean is not as good as that of tropical Shanghai in the Western Hemisphere, the direction of the wind is the same, and only a big sail can sail unimpeded at sea to the destination, so the structure of the sail is quite simple, unlike those sailing ships in the European Voyage of Discovery, there are dozens of sail ropes, and if you want to be proficient in driving, you need dozens of sailors to cooperate perfectly.

But it wasn't until the three of us turned the deck side by side that we couldn't find the flap door that I imagined going down. Moreover, the deck on this level is completely made of large strips of wood, and there is not even a slightly larger gap.

We are all a little puzzled, the cabins on the third floor have been seen, there is no internal downward passage, and there is no way to set the door of the warehouse in the cabin to load large goods. But above deck we didn't find the hatch, and there were more unreasonable places on board.

More than half an hour later, the three decks of the ship of different heights were completely taken aside by us. An area of nearly 4,000 square meters, with almost a flat surface on it, there is no place that can resemble a door.

When he returned to the center under the highest mast, the old generation proposed a possibility: "Will the hatch be on the side of the hull, or at the back?" ”

"It seems that there is also a possibility of this." I replied.

"Impossible." The fat man was watching the environment from the side, and when he heard us talking, he immediately showed a negative attitude.

I looked at him at the same time as the old man to hear what he would say.

"Gee, didn't you have any eyes when the ship crashed in? There's a door from the side. ”

As soon as he said this, I secretly recalled that during the few collisions just now, I really didn't see any traces of the door on the wall of the ship. But the fat man was not in a hurry, this was not like the state of a person who was in a hurry to get off the cabin, and the faint sense of uneasiness came out again.

"I don't think you're a little weird."

As I was saying this, I turned around at the same time to find the fat man. When I turned around, I saw nothing. Looking around, I found that the fat man and the old man were squatting under the tallest mast, and they didn't know what they were doing.

When I got closer, I found that the old generation was burying his head in watching the fat man lay a detonator, and I now have the heart to kick the fat man to death, and this guy is playing too much this time.

"Damn, I beg you not to think so simple and rude, okay?"

After scolding at the fat man, I didn't expect the fat man to still be there, and he didn't pay attention to me standing aside. Looking closely, he laid four detonators on a single side of the mast, about half a meter high, and their power was enough to burst this mast, which could not be saved by anyone.

The fat man tied the lead of a detonator, and continued to bust his hands, and at the same time said: "Sometimes, simple and crude methods are the most effective. ”

"I'm afraid your simple and crude method will kill us." I said helplessly, and at the same time moved back, this thing has been going on for a long time, and I'm really a little afraid that it will suddenly blow up.

Before the fat man could speak, the old generation interjected in advance and said: "It's okay, directional blasting will only blow up the mast, the ship is so big, it won't be blown up." ”

I was a little annoyed by what he said, and I didn't understand what they were doing, so I immediately interrupted the old man and asked, "Wait, I'm not mistaken, let's go down to the cabin." ”

"yes." The old generation said immediately.

"Then which mast are you going to blow up, you just blow up the deck."

"Structural mechanics doesn't move, give it a try." The fat man said as he reached out and tapped on the deck.

I followed his example and knocked on it, but there was no sound. I didn't draw any conclusions from the action of tapping on the floor, and I just looked at the fat man with an idiot on his face.

"There's no sound." I asked.

"I said you're stupid, knocking on it without making a sound proves that it's thick, this deck is at least half a meter, our kind of detonator, the charge is not much, it's okay to fry fish, blow up such a solid plank, do you think you can blow it up?" The fat man looked retarded with an expression.

"O'...... Eh, that's not right, so why are you blowing up the mast? ”

As soon as these words came out, the fat man took a sip: "Hey, you're not fucking mentally retarded, aren't you, as soon as the mast falls, won't this deck be naturally cocked?" ”

I looked at the fat man blankly: "Have you ever thought that if the fracture position is a little higher or a little bottom, the ship may capsize." ”

I still have some concerns, once the mast that is nearly three hull heights falls, the chain reaction will definitely cause the instability of the hull, if the mast connecting to the bottom of the ship is broken, we will not even have a chance to run when the big ship sinks. And when the big ship sinks, it will definitely sink with our small fishing boat.

"Turn over your uncle, and don't look at your fat grandfather, what am I doing. Say blow it up an inch, and it will definitely not come out with half a penny. The fat man patted his chest and said.

At this time, the old generation also shouted: "It's not a big deal, don't worry, it can't be blown up, he still has some ability." ”

The corners of my mouth twitched and I smiled awkwardly. It may be because of the quality of the detonator lead, where the fat man got a little irritable, the wire is not too resistant to bending, and it will break if the force is too great.

Ten minutes later, the fat man got everything right. I hid with the old generation in advance, and a not-so-good thought arose in my heart. If the detonator suddenly explodes, it would be good to kill the fat man.

As the fat man hurried towards us, there were a few muffled noises under the mast. Then there was a clattering sound of wood cracking.

As the sound gradually rose from high to low, a mast more than 40 meters long fell in the opposite direction of the fishing boat. When the ship's mast hit the water, there was another startling sound.

The big ship tilted in the direction of the broken mast because of the mast toppling. The huge inclination made us who were hiding on the bow deck almost tip over and roll to the other side of the ship.

"You're a fucking talent." I shuddered and shouted slightly.

The fat guy was a little slow because he was running a little bit just now, and he was shocked by the shock wave of the explosion. He shook his head to be sober, turned his head and spat to the side.

"I haven't used it for too long, I lost my head in my hand, and my mother's amount is too much."

After waiting for the ship to settle down, we walked to the place where the mast broke. The huge mast had broken completely, and had slid into the sea because of the tilt of the ship's hull just now.

At this time, there was no big hole in the position of the original mast that had been pried open. There was only a wooden pier protruding from the deck floor, and the mast fracture surface was flat, except that one side was cracked and there was a narrow wooden thorn, but the deck below the mast was only smoked and blackened.

I turned my head to look at the fat man, and the meaning was clear. The fat man was still ruthlessly educated by reality. After this time, if he wants to talk about his experience, I'm afraid he will have to think about it for a while.

The fat man touched the broken position of the mast, gasped, and said to himself: "No, how can such a thick mast be completely blown up so easily?" ”

"Could it be that you're putting a little too much medicine?" The old generation asked tentatively on the side.

"No way, I've calculated, at most it's a crack in the mast. Gravity would tilt the mast and tilt the deck. How could this just blow up? ”

In fact, when I first came to see the broken root of the mast, I already knew what the cause was. When a big ship sails on the sea, it is inevitable that the sea will be beaten onto the deck because of the waves. When seawater flows through the roots of the mast all year round, the roots rot, so the strength is the weakest near the deck. Moreover, in the past few hundred years of wind and rain, the mast has only been able to support it because of the strength of his own wooden core.

The fat man calculated about half of the entire mast to be blown up, without taking into account the strength of the decaying part. As soon as I said the question, the fat man nodded in the affirmative.

When he stood up, I continued to ask him, "What's the matter now, or let's continue to look for the door." ”

"Keep frying," the fat man replied coldly.