Chapter 173: Tropical Storm

In the sea, the performance index of a ship will largely depend on what kind of wind and wave resistance it has, in fact, to put it bluntly, it also depends on two points.

One is stability: the ship may be overturned, in order not to let the ship be overturned, in other words, to make the ship in a certain inclination angle can automatically return to the center, it is necessary to properly adjust the center of gravity and buoyancy, some special ships will also be designed as a tumbler ship, in any inclination, even the bottom to the sky can automatically return to the right.

The second is strength: the ship may be broken, the wind and wave load will increase the internal stress of the hull structure, coupled with repeated beating fatigue, may lead to structural damage, the old Japanese Imperial Navy has been the Fourth Fleet incident because of this, and stability problems caused by the Tomozuru incident.

Of course, wind and waves can also affect performance such as speed, but that has little to do with the safety concerns I have right now.

In the last century or even earlier, the most terrifying thing about a ship sailing in the sea was to encounter a tropical storm, but if it did, it would be a test for the whole team.

In those days, when the wind was mainly powered, the captain had absolute command in the face of a storm, and the sailors would put the sails away and tie them up at the first time, and if the storm came too suddenly and it was too late to collect the sails, the captain would order the mast to be cut down.

With the exception of a few experienced sailors, no one else was allowed to stay on deck, and the captain took the helm so that the bow of the ship remained facing the waves until the storm had passed.

So at that time, the captain was respected everywhere, and it could even become the faith of countless young people, in that era, if you want to become the captain of a ship, you must be very experienced, so many captains are passed down from generation to generation, and the domestic tomb robber family is somewhat similar, but the profession of captain is also divided into positive and negative faces, after all, medieval pirates and grand thieves are parallel, and various relationships are difficult to explain clearly.

And storms at sea generally do not exceed half an hour, they come and go quickly, and it is very rare to exceed an hour, unless it is very unlucky and has been trapped on the edge of the eye of the storm.

Speaking of the eye of the storm, in fact, the eye of the storm is calm, just like a tornado, and it also verifies an old saying, the extreme of things must be reversed.

In ancient times, there were no modern weather prediction equipment, so it was easy to be caught up by a storm without knowing it.

In modern times, it is completely different, through satellite systems and weather testers, you can accurately locate the location and speed of the storm, and you can also stay away before the storm is formed, so modern ocean-going ships, especially large ships and the like, unless the fuel is exhausted, otherwise under normal circumstances, it is impossible to meet the storm at all, and how far away it will be hidden.

This time, we are going to face the baptism of the storm, when we walked out of the cockpit, suddenly a schoolbag was thrown up from the ground, I was stunned, and then I looked in the direction where the schoolbag flew up, and found that a white arm stretched out, and then grabbed the handrail on the deck, and then a head popped out.

It's actually Shui Ling'er.

This Nizi disappeared for almost a long time, and finally came out of the sea at this time, the fat man saw it, and quickly ran over to pull Shui Ling'er up, but before the fat man passed, Shui Ling'er jumped down and landed lightly on the deck.

I looked at the bag that was thrown up by Shui Ling'er, and asked with some confusion, "Inside the sea?" ”

When Shui Ling'er went to the sea earlier, I watched her jump down, and she didn't have anything on her at that time, but now she suddenly got out and came back with a schoolbag.

"Well, it should be the third master's team of people and horses that fell, I fished it out when I saw it, there are no sunken ships within more than ten kilometers around here, I can be sure of this." Shui Ling'er shook her hair very casually, and then put it directly behind her back, rubbed her cheeks, and then looked at me and said.

I nodded, after all, we had been looking under the water for so long, and we didn't find anything, but I can't figure out how she could find such a huge range by herself.

After Shui Ling'er went ashore, she seemed to be hungry, so she ran into the kitchen with wasabi.

After everyone got on the fishing boat, the modified fishing boat rushed towards the position of the storm, only about five hours after driving, I saw the black clouds on the other side, it was very spectacular, the water level in the sea, now began to fluctuate, layer by layer of waves began to float, and the fishing boat finally began to flutter.

The power of nature, so majestic and majestic, is intimidating.

Continuing to face the wind and rain, the dark clouds pressed down, and the whole sky began to become darker and darker, and the searchlight on the bow of the ship was directly turned on, along the bow of the ship, shining forward, in this sea, you can really feel what is the real wind and rain.

The huge waves began to rise gradually, slapping on the hull of the fishing boat, making a deafening sound, the rain rushed on the face like a knife, and between the whole heaven and earth, this thousand-ton fishing boat was like a boat that had lost its way, and it seemed so small and fragile in such a huge natural might.

The captain let us all go back to the cabin, there was no one on the deck anymore, everyone ran in, and the whole fishing boat was like a rectangular fortress, still beaten by the waves, but still resisting stubbornly like a tumbler.

The bigger the waves, the greater the drop, I had already begun to grasp the special handrail in the cabin, otherwise I would not be able to stand for a moment, the captain went straight back to his special position, like the captain's seat of an aircraft carrier, pulled out the two safety sinks, and tied them to my body, I saw the captain holding a pipe and sipping the incense of cigarettes, while directing the first mate, the second officer and the sailors to perform their duties.

The simple understanding of the first mate is that the first officer can take over the captain's command of the whole ship when the captain is unable to command, and the first mate is not good, and the second officer is on top.

Of course, this will hardly happen in reality, and even if the ship sinks, I am afraid that the first mate will not have a chance to be promoted to captain. So usually, the first mate, the second officer, and the third officer all have their own specific responsibilities, of course, when the captain is sleeping or sick and does not appear, if the first mate is there, the first mate is the commander.

As for sailors and mechanics, what they do is basically manual work.

The waves are monstrous, the same as the captain, the first mate and the sailors, are very calm, as if they have seen this kind of scene a long time ago, I also have some surprises, what kind of team is this, just this psychological quality, if you tell me, they are just a group of ordinary fishermen, who make a living by going out to sea to fish, that is, killing fat people, I don't believe it.

The fishing boats weave through the waves, each time at a perpendicular angle to the waves, and the boats are bumpy up and down, but they do not sway from side to side, which alone is enough to witness the excellent sailing skills of these crews.

Not long after, I heard a sailor in front of me shout in amazement, I walked a few steps forward, and through the glass of the cockpit, I saw a looming island, the island was very large, from here, I could not see the end of the left and right sides at all, but it was very high, and in the distance I saw full of cliffs, with a drop of hundreds of meters, like a fortress, surrounding the whole island.

"It's weird...... How can there be an island in the midst of this storm? When the fat man saw the giant island hidden in the storm in front of him, he couldn't help but say out loud.

(End of chapter)