ACT 211: Windy
ACT211: It's windy
It was late at night, and the wind was blowing again.
The sparkling sea rippled with black marble-like ripples, round and round, with the waves of the water, slowly, undulating, and retreating into the thick night that connected the sky in the distance. The clouds obscured the moonlight, and the bright moon showed half of its face, and the white light was reflected on the surface of the sea, and above the waves, the scattered debris swirled slowly, aimlessly moving in the direction of the current.
It vaguely resembles a human voice, mixed with the sound of water splashing, from far to near.
In the darkness, a faint light pierced through the thick fog, the strong wind blew, rolling away the fog, and a huge hull was like a night beast, silent and visible; A few kayaks shimmered with snowy beams, unhurriedly guarding the behemoth's bow, their beams of light at a certain frequency, sweeping slowly across the sea, over and over again, over and over again.
The kayak on the left side suffocated slightly, and the frogman who was rocking the oars coughed lightly, touched his companion who was patrolling the sea with a searchlight behind him, and raised his finger to point in a certain direction, and the latter turned the light with his movements, and the snow-white light swept by, and in the process, a swarthy thing floated on the water, rising and falling.
The kayak turned around and rowed towards the float, the distance gradually narrowed, and the float revealed its true face. A look of relief flashed in the frogman's eyes, his hands quickened, and in the blink of an eye he approached the floating, slowed down slowly, and with the help of his companions, carried the huge coarse cloth sack that rose and fell onto the kayak.
"It's too heavy." The companion with the searchlight did not sit still, and the thing was soaked in the water, and it was so heavy that when he pulled it onto the dinghy, the hull of the boat tilted slightly, and he was almost shaken out.
The paddling frogman wiped the water droplets from his face, exhaled a vast white breath, and carefully read the handwriting on the sack. There is a line of vermilion small characters in the middle of the bag, perhaps it has been blistered for a long time, it is not easy to read, and you can vaguely see Arabic numerals, as well as Chinese characters of different sizes.
"Individual rations?" The searchlight companion squinted for a while, took a breath of cold air in surprise, and smacked his tongue: "I'm not mistaken, right?" β
The paddling frogman shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk too much, pull it back and show Caroline later, look at the situation, the dwarf captain guessed right." β
The searchlight companion nodded, and was about to echo a few words, when suddenly he looked on one side, hurriedly transferred the light to the other side, and exclaimed, "There are still here!" β
The frogman turned his head to look over, and not far from the dark sea, some floating objects were floating down the current, and the two fruitful companions looked at each other, raised their oars to approach the floating objects, and with a lift of their wrists, they salvaged it.
Clothes, is a few pieces of clothing.
"What do you mean?" The searchlight companions are a little confused, floating corpses can't take off their clothes, and those who can take off their clothes must be living people, but the temperature on the sea surface is extremely low at night, and there is no wrapping clothes, so they are not afraid of freezing out?
The frogman pouted, did not answer his companion's doubts, and sailed the kayak forward some distance, salvaging many bits and pieces one after another. In addition to the coarse sacks and clothes that had just been filled with individual rations, there were also some cabin ornaments, which were scattered and incomplete.
"Go back." The paddling frogman looked back at the other search ships, and they had already gained enough to continue to be frozen, so he turned around and scurried towards the behemoth that was following behind him.
β¦β¦
Engineering vessels, decks, brightly lit.
The spacious deck was crowded with people at the moment, and the searchlights on the side of the living building and storage silos were all turned on, and the white or yellow light hit the crowd gathering place in unison, not caring about the conspicuous lights. In the center of the crowd, a blonde-haired Caroline was crouching on the deck, her brow furrowed, staring at a mess of salvage in deep thought.
The pretty little girl stood behind the foreign girl, flanked by the dwarf captain, and the middle-aged man and his little secretary.
The middle-aged man's face was not very good-looking at this time, since Caroline boarded the ship, he had been stuck in his throat with a mouthful of phlegm that he couldn't spit out, and he kept coughing there, and his yellowish face turned the color of pig liver; The little secretary patted him on the back and whispered a few words in his ear, the middle-aged man shook his head, and glared at the triumphant dwarf captain next to him with malicious malice, and the two looked at each other, joking and anger rubbing fierce sparks in the deep sea of night.
"Wang, I need an explanation."
For a long time, Caroline's frowning brows stretched slightly, clapped her hands and stood up, her royal blue eyes without a trace of emotion, and looked directly at the sweaty middle-aged man.
"Ahem... I, I can explain..."The man surnamed Wang coughed dryly again, glancing at the little secretary beside him from time to time, trying to find help from the sidelines.
"The news I received in the morning was that the ship had sunk." Caroline took a deep breath, put her hands behind her back, and slowly paced around a pair of men and women, her voice cold: "So, how do you explain these things?" β
"I..."
"Too laid-back at sea?" Caroline stopped behind the little secretary, looked at her delicate back playfully, and gently put her fingertips on the little secretary's shoulder, startling the young girl with goosebumps all over her body.
The man surnamed Wang swallowed his saliva, several times the searchlight shone here, under the light, his face and expression were unobstructed, there was no place to hide, the little secret beside him trembled, and sent him a look for help, but he didn't dare to look at him, he could only endure the uneasiness in his heart, and looked away anxiously.
Caroline approached the little secretary and the king of the man, her red lips were attached to the little secretary's ear, her lips and teeth opened and closed, and the warm breath penetrated into the neckline of the little secretary, like pouring a handful of seawater, cold to the bone.
"Tell me, king, do you remember what you stayed at sea for?"
Caroline's faint voice came clearly into the ears of the two of them, and the outsiders only saw the person in charge and the assistant sweating, but they had no way of knowing what happened specifically.
"Remember?" Caroline repeated.
The king of the man froze down, finally restrained the cough that almost erupted from his lungs, and muttered, "Remember, remember." β
"It's a busy time at sea, and it's normal to forget it once in a while." Caroline curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and reached out to wrap her hand around the little secretary's trembling shoulder, as if whispering: "But, someone should always be reminded, right?" β
The little secretary's face turned pale instantly, twisted his neck stiffly, looked at Caroline's pale face, and said timidly: "Caroline... Me, I'll pay attention to it later. β
"The skin is so good." Caroline pinched your little secretary's cheeks, smiled gently, hugged the little secretary very intimately, no longer paid attention to the king of the man, paced back to the side of the deck, pointed to the sack that was almost soaked, and said coldly: "You are not unfamiliar with the code name on this, right?" β
The little secretary was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly leaned over to identify it, and his trembling fingers looked particularly distressing.
"Recognize, recognize..."The little secretary locked the accurate answer from the chaotic brain, the tension in his heart disappeared a little, and he turned around and stammered: "Yes, it is the general logistics supply number of the ground forces in power." β
"Are you sure?" Caroline raised an eyebrow.
"Sure! I can't be mistaken! The little secretary hurriedly replied, and as soon as he finished speaking, his face fell again.
Caroline smiled approvingly, and turned her gaze to the man king, whose expression had already loosened, and with the little secretary's reply, the blood that had just floated disappeared again.
"Wang, if I'm not mistaken, the report you submitted seems to say that there is no trace of the establishment in this area, right?" Caroline sighed a little disappointed, slowly straightened her waist, tilted her head, and stared at the sweaty man, with a little curiosity in her eyes: "Can you tell me, what have you been doing in the past two years?" β
"Caroline, this is a coincidence, I can explain..."The middle-aged man finally couldn't hold back, his cough was instantly cured, and he hurriedly explained: "Logbook, yes, I have a logbook, and the search records and schedule are all carried out by the captain, you have to trust me......"
"I'm sorry." Captain Dwarf spoke out at the right time, spread his hands very innocently, and said, "So far, I have not seen a logbook. β
Caroline coughed lightly, raised her hand to interrupt the man who wanted to distinguish between them, and said, "Okay, put these things aside for the time being, I want to ask one thing first, can the ship be found?" β
"No problem." Captain Dwarf straightened up and said, "These things should have been discarded to reduce the weight of the ship, which means that the ship has not sunk in the storm, it is still sailing on the surface of the sea, and we can catch up." β
"Okay, do what you have to do." Caroline frowned and thought for a moment, then looked at the Han Zi King, and said, "As for you, I need you to come ashore." β
"Huh? I, I go ashore? Okay, what do you need me to do? Lao Wang said incoherently.
"Contact the relay station and send the information back to Kenny as quickly as possible." Caroline gave him an angry look, shook her head, waved her hand to summon a few henchmen, and whispered a few words.
Lao Wang was stunned for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Biography... What to convey? β
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Caroline had a rare bewildered look on her face, and stood in place in a daze, as if she didn't understand Lao Wang's words, with infinite doubt in her eyes, she turned her head stiffly, her eyes full of disbelief.
The old queen's back was almost soaked in cold sweat, and he looked left and right helplessly, where the surrounding crowd dared to overstep the bounds, they all showed a look of pity, and even the little secretary's eyes flashed with a touch of disappointment, and he sighed slightly.
βcarolineβ¦ I understand, I'll do it. Lao Wang's eyes swept over the messy salvage on the deck, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his chaotic brain suddenly sobered up. The atmosphere on the deck was extremely embarrassing, and Lao Wang couldn't continue to endure the gaze of a circle of people, grinned, clenched his fists and turned around and ran to the captain's room.
'Bang'
Lao Wang stumbled, fell in response, tumbled down from the revolving iron ladder, fell on the deck and convulsed for a while, and no longer moved.
Caroline shook her head slightly, put away the smoke that was still in Beretta, and hooked her finger at the crowd.
A tall, lanky man stepped out of the crowd, twisted his prosthetic leg, and stood in front of Caroline.
"Tell Kenny that there are traces of the establishment at sea, and it is not clear whether there is a connection between the antibodies and the establishment, and it is necessary to prepare for it in advance." Caroline's cold words drilled into Gao Yang's ears, just a sentence, no repetition, no inquiry, just took the little girl's hand, and Shi Shiran left the deck.
Captain Dwarf and a few other responsible persons followed, and the rest dispersed and returned to their posts, leaving only a few accompanying field workers assigned by Caroline, as well as the bodies of the little secretary and Lao Wang still on deck.
"Congratulations." The bearded ghost guy punched Gao Yang in broken Chinese and laughed.
Gao Yang also muttered and repeated Caroline's words, and when he heard the field service, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Huh? β
"You're the new head of the sea." The bearded man bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, patted him on the shoulder, staggered over, and stole the flask from his coat pocket.
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