Volume 1 The End of the World Chapter 001 The Man Who Pulls the Trigger
Long-distance swimming in the sea pays attention to the rhythm of the exertion of the limbs and the coordination of breathing. Well-coordinated, it's a bit like the economic cruising of ship navigation, durable and fuel-efficient.
Yete "cruised" for more than four hours in breaststroke, freestyle, and dog planing postures, and the problem he faced was not "fuel saving", but no oil to save.
300 g sirloin steak ...... Half a Boston lobster...... After drinking the creamy mushroom soup...... Eat most of the broccoli pasta...... Creamy chicken puff pastry box for appetizers......
After a long calculation of the nutrients he had taken in yesterday's dinner, Yat refused to accept that his energy was on the verge of exhaustion. Then, I reminisced about what I had eaten at the bar after dinner. A martini, a whiskey, two small beers, a dozen fries, two olives...... Oh, and I tasted a few scoops of ice cream that the beautiful woman brought to her mouth.
However, dinner is 15 hours before and the bar is 13 hours before. I don't want to have good food and drinks, but the more I think about it, the more hungry and thirsty I become.
"Lao Tzu swam through the Qiongzhou Strait...... Twice! ā
The heart shouted and cheered, and it was too hard to shout. To be exact, I can't shout anymore.
It doesn't matter, the method of spiritual victory.
Crossing the Qiongzhou Strait, there are lifeboats to send food and drink, no worries. Not to mention the food, the bottle of water when I went to the sea was drunk half an hour ago. The method of spiritual victory supported the "dog planing" for a few minutes. As far as the eye can see, there is still an endless sea water. The port machinery, giant ships, and yachts seen on the shore are all mirages?
Before dawn was launched, the lights on the docks and ships led the way, and the sun came out......
Realizing that he was disoriented, he finally gave up on moving forward.
U-turn "dog planing" for a distance, and the arm gradually disobeyed. It's like sliding into an ice hole, and it's the sea at the end of December. With every swing of his feet, the force was no longer enough to propel him, and he could keep his mouth and nose above the water.
Distance from the shore, less than ten kilometers.
For the first time, he felt death looming.
"Hold on! Hold on...... I'm ...... Woo......"
On the verge of despair, he pedaled with the strength of breastfeeding, and his stiff body just spun in place.
I can't tell where the sky is and where is the sea.
Turning his gaze, in a trance, a slender mast appeared in his eyes, standing high between the sea and the sky.
"Ah...... Ah......h
He hissed and craned his neck in confirmation. The excitement of the moment caused the pedaling action to stagnate, and the body sank like a scale, and he took a few mouthfuls of seawater.
The bitter taste poured into the stomach and intestines, turned into energy, and it was not so cold, and it struggled to poke its head out of the water.
It's not an illusion, it's a mast, a real existence.
A white single-sail catamaran, alone floating on the sea. The mast dropped and the hull swayed. Bathed in the winter sun, like a stunning beauty taking a break.
"Angel ...... Angel! Yat muttered to cry.
See clearly that the catamaran is going with the flow, adjust your mind and continue this long swim. Kicking the leg dog planer, counting every meter forward, counting two hundred meters, almost lost his breath. Fortunately, the stern was close at hand.
Hold on to the hull of the boat like a straw and rest until you feel the warmth of the sun.
Don't dare to be careless, untie the pistol tied to your chest. Bite through the plastic bag that wraps several layers, bite off the condom with the muzzle of the gun, and lift the load out of the water.
"Hello!"
The swallowtail ladder of the catamaran butt makes it easy to get on board. Ye Tet greeted with a voice that he could only hear, and swept his gun around. This kind of double-decker yacht with a displacement of tens of tons has a low side and a clear picture of the bottom floor. There was no one on the outer deck, and there was no one in sight in the transparent cabin, which exuded a strange feeling.
In the richly decorated inner cabin, the hatch was open, and the strong smell of wine and tobacco hit his face, and Ye Te covered his mouth and nose so that he did not sneeze.
Stepping through the door, you are greeted by a line of wine bottles. Whiskey, vodka, beer, empty, full, half-empty, horizontal and vertical, distributed on the bar, on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the floor, it seems to be the endgame of the party. Next to the helm station, there are a few cigar butts scattered around, and the beautiful carpet burns two large holes. In front of the bed in the master bedroom, a broken tablet and a broken mobile phone almost pierced their feet. The cabin is relatively clean, and a wardrobe is opened casually, and clothes and towels are neatly placed.
Yete was honest, took a towel to wipe his body, and changed into dry beach pants and a T-shirt. My stomach growled, and my throat was about to burst into flames. Grab a blanket from the bed, carry the pistol back to the galley next to the cabin, and sit in front of the refrigerator and pull the door open.
"Cao, Cao!"
There is still wine in the refrigerator, and anyone will scold, let alone those who have not eaten for more than ten hours. Drain a can of beer, rummage patiently, and bring out a dozen beers and a dozen bottles of vodka and whiskey, finally revealing an unopened bag of bacon meat.
"Hello!"
This time, Yet shouted. With three cans of beer and a pack of bacon in his belly, he tiptoed to the top. The second time Harrow didn't shout, he was so shocked that he forgot to light his pistol from behind.
An old man with white hair and a beard, eyes closed, holding a large Magnum Eagle pistol in both hands, the barrel of which was struggling to fill his mouth. is gathering the courage to pull the trigger, and his body keeps shaking.
"Calm down, calm down! Sir, I was passing through. ā
The old man was disturbed and opened his eyes in frustration. Yet raised his left hand and blurted out reassurance. It's not plausing, it means you're busy, don't worry about me. With his eyes on the nose of the Magnum Eagle, I sincerely thank the great old rice, who is really a caring person for suicide lovers!
"You're not passing through."
Expecting the bloody scene to be staged, the old man did not cooperate, pulled out the barrel of the gun in his mouth, and his distorted facial features returned to normal.
Oriental faces, Ye Tee was slightly kind. It's just a little kind, and it's more disappointed and frustrated. Isn't it good to drink two more cans of beer underneath, Baba comes up with bad guys and good deeds? Otherwise, the yacht has been picked up in vain.
"I know you." The old man spoke again, standard Mandarin, not the previous English.
Ye Te sat on the diagonal sofa, put the coffee table on his right hand with the gun, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that you are always a compatriot!" Oh, I'm Lu Dong, where are you, second uncle? ā
"Second uncle? Alas...... The Lu people only have this sense of humor. The old man sighed, his dark bags trembling, "Yete, twenty-six years old, is a sea man, and he has retired from the Marine Corps. On the surface, he studied architectural design at CSU (California State University), but in fact, he was a companion and bodyguard for a certain son. Yesterday I was at a Christmas break party in Palm Springs, brawling with black gangsters and causing bloodshed...... Ha, the famous party killer, all over North America is looking for you, you say you came to my ship to play soy sauce? ā
Strangers know the roots, and Yat hates social media. At last night's scene, there must have been someone live streaming on their mobile phones. In the past ten hours, his avatar must have been flying all over the Internet. It is not difficult for international students to become "human flesh" and become Internet celebrities. People who are interested in suicide also pay attention to it in such detail. Interestingly, as the old man spoke, he recognized who was in front of him.
"Ha, I also know you, the richest man, Ye Youyang, great god! Hehe, let's call your second uncle not to lose. Oh, why are you here, the other day the Internet said that you were in the country......"
remembered that it was said on the Internet that Ye Youyang held his son's funeral in China, and had another epiphany, "Hey, second uncle, what's wrong with you, do you want to swallow guns in the live broadcast?" As he spoke, he looked left and right for a camera or a mobile phone, "Isn't it just a son who dies?" As my hometown says, if the money is gone, you can earn it again, and the baby will be reborn when it is gone. You're so rich, and you're not old, it's a big deal to have another one, so what about having a few? Beautiful women on both sides of the Pacific Ocean, long queues who want to help you live...... Unless you can't do that? "His employer's father is a rich man, and his net worth is less than a fraction of the one in front of him.
"Less nonsense!" Ye Youyang looked at the gun and threw it on the coffee table casually, "Come on, party killer!" Disturbing Lao Tzu to commit suicide, still want to get close to Lao Tzu? Do you know how hard it is to get a shot in the mouth? Come on, boy, give Lao Tzu a shot, the kind that doesn't need to be fired. Then, seize the time to sail for your life. There are more than 100,000 dollars in cash in the cabin, and you have to spend it. ā
The old guy tried to kill him!
Ye Te does not make Kaizi, close the pistol insurance.
Just talking about someone's dead son, it was not to persuade but to provoke, hoping that Lao Ye would raise his gun to fight back, so that he would be "forced" to fight back. Shooting at someone "for no reason", even if the person wants to commit suicide, he can't do it if he doesn't bother to do it. Another point, Lao Ye is simply the "father" of the whole people. has long occupied the top of the rich list, and his dead son has tens of millions of fans on social media. Beat such a person's head, obediently...... He rubbed his bare arm violently and scolded, "Cao! It's so cold, go down to get warm first. ā
"Hah, that's it!"
Lao Ye Jingru's stagnant eyes suddenly revived, and he "scanned" past the "killer" in front of him. The body is long and not burly, and the muscles are strong and not muscles. Stick. On the square face of the Chinese character, there was no murderous aura between the eyebrows. The demeanor of walking recklessly is no different from that of an ordinary student brother in the United States.
"Last night, you really killed five people?"
"You think I'm a murderer?" Yet stopped and yelled. In an instant, the harmless student brother turned into a beast.
Speaking of last night, Yett was angry and aggrieved. If it weren't for the fact that the Irish gangsters were angry with their employers by opening their mouths and closing their mouths to "chink", if it weren't for the fact that these bastards lost a fight and pulled out their loaded guns, if it weren't for the fact that the police wanted to shoot him after he abandoned his guns and surrendered, he would be spending Christmas Eve with a South Korean flight attendant.
If Lao Ye Sheng has nothing to love, add a fire to stimulate Ye Te, and he may die as he wishes. But he didn't, and calmly mobilized: "If it's hard to start, do it!" I'm still putting the muzzle of the gun in my mouth, and you pull the trigger for me. ā
"What? You, you...... I'm Cao, genius idea! Yett froze on the side of the ladder and turned around and raised his thumb.
Lao Ye blew his beard and glared and said, "Boy, you owe me." ā
Ye Te couldn't cry or laugh, and said spoofingly: "Make a deal, second uncle." Send me to Colombia, before docking, I'll help you pull the trigger? ā
"Colombia? You think the Coast Guard is all on Christmas break? Lao Ye said contemptuously.
Ye Te said coldly: "I'm unlucky to run into the Coast Guard, what's the difference to you?" Straight one dies. Do you want to trade? I'll be waiting for you below, better hurry. ā
The sea breeze was blowing strongly, and the sun was cold. Lao Ye was left to sit alone, looking at the sky with a smile. The uninvited guest broke in, stirred up the yellow "swallowing gun" and did not count, turned his face and gave an ultimatum, just like the owner of the ship.
"Alas, little youth!"
With a muttering mouth, Lao Ye shook his head and picked up the wine bottle on the floor and poured a big sip. Then, grab Magnum's Eagle upside down and hobbled to the ship's ladder.
"Harrow...... Oops! ā
The cabin was empty, and the sound of pulling the bolt sounded behind him, and Lao Ye turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, almost breaking his waist. I saw Yete wrapped in a blanket and sat in the corner behind him, grabbed a Glock17 in his hand, unloaded the magazine, and began to disassemble.
"Supposedly, you didn't bring a gun to the party?"
"Picked it up on the side of the road."
"Ha, indeed, you've run enough. At 9:03 p.m. last night, the Palm Springs party went on a killing spree. Around eleven o'clock, I showed up at a gas station in San Diego. After a big circle of three or four hundred kilometers, I turned back to Los Angeles. Early in the morning, swim more than ten kilometers from Long Beach to here. Boy, how many years have you been studying and specializing in black and white? ā
The old leaf walked to Yete's side as he spoke, and the corner was in a good position. It has a panoramic view of the whole cabin and convenient control of the top floor. The young man is quite meticulous, and he is also wary of the old man who gives up resistance. If it weren't for Magnum's Eagle, I am afraid that the gun would not have been dismantled. The ship's communication facilities must have been cleaned or destroyed.
"Second uncle, you are a TV fan and a networm." Yat wipes the pistol parts with a napkin. The gun was not picked up but robbed, and the gun owner ate his own bullets.
In last night's shooting, the parties were two compatriots. Lao Ye subconsciously paid attention, who would have thought that the protagonist appeared in front of him. He added: "On social media, there are experts who analyze that every time you go to a place, you will reserve a way back. Prepare vehicles, clothes, documents, camouflage, as well as safe houses, escape routes......"
"My employer's father offered me to study abroad, not to recognize me as a godson." Ye Te hastily wiped the gun and quickly assembled it, "Second uncle, can you give me a good word?" I didn't earn much time for a night. I really want to interview, there is an opportunity to drive the boat on the road. ā
"deal!" Lao Ye handed out Magnum's Eagle, "The governor sent it, keep it well." ā
Yete stood up and took the gun and said, "So, can you sail the boat?" Captain. Lao Ye actually smiled, clapped his hands and said, "Okay!" Come on, big nephew. Before you set sail, get to know this boat, it's yours, it's your new home. ā
"More likely my coffin." Ye Te smiled reluctantly, "Anyway, thank you." "I can't call the second uncle, I have to do emotional cutting for a celebrity who may die in his hands. Actually, calling the second uncle is also a spoof. joked on the Internet that because of Wu Dalang, the Lu people are honored as "second brother" rather than "big brother", and the second uncle is an extended application. Therefore, Lao Ye said that "there is only this sense of humor left".
"See for yourself."
You don't have to go up and down to see this boat, there are electronic manuals. Lao Ye switched the TV mode, called up the 3D picture of the yacht, and drove the boat happily.
A catamaran yacht with a standard displacement of more than 60 tons, it is worthy of a local luxury ship. Custom-made and full of high-tech. From driving to enjoyment, all are intelligent, and even the toilet will adjust the temperature to warm and cold, and the whole house is a mobile mansion. The cost of one square meter may exceed the sky-high price of villas in Hong Kong and Kowloon. Driven by two diesel engines, it has the luxury of reaching three thousand horsepower. As long as you want, it's easy to go wild for 30 festivals. The hull made of high-end composite materials is as strong as that of a warship.
After reading the electronic manual with explanations for a few minutes, not only did the boat not start, but the sound of starting the machine was not heard. Yat walked vigilantly to the bridge and deliberately stomped his footsteps.
"The main engine was parked for three days...... Or five days? ā
Lao Ye was tinkering in front of the driver's platform, and he didn't raise his head and said, "I don't remember." Test the equipment and start the front backup car. Know Hemingway, right? I copied his death and prepared patent fees for his descendants. ā
"Hmm...... No wonder so much wine. ā
Yet hated literature and had heard of Hemingway's gossip. Imagine a lonely old drunkard, brewing on the boat to swallow a gun.
Although the winters in Los Angeles are on the warm side, the minimum temperature at night is 10 degrees, and the maximum temperature during the day is less than 20 degrees. The main engine is down for a few days, and it is necessary to detect and prepare the car. Yete grew up by the sea, served on land and sea for five years, and drove a variety of ships, so he knows ships well. Lao Ye explained it well, and he was a little embarrassed. The tense nerves did not relax, and they patronized and guarded.
A child's deal, there is no trust between the two parties, even if one wants to die, the other is looking for death.
"This is the route to take."
"Hmm!"
"This is a switch to intelligent driving, if you fall asleep, you don't have to worry about hitting the Titanic."
"Hmm!"
"It's done, everything is fine. Now start preparing the car, just two minutes. ā
Lao Ye explained the function of the bridge, got up and said, "Follow me, there is a special exit on the ship." With that, he walked into the master bedroom. Lift the rug in front of the bed and press the hidden button on the side. The floor slowly opened, revealing a fifty-centimeter-square opening, with a net pocket underneath and seawater below. The location should be in the depression between the two hulls, which can be used to hide people or objects, and can also be used as a diving port or escape port, which is not described in the manual.
"Thanks, I love this outlet." Ye Te knew that Lao Ye had no reservations and sincerely thanked him.
Closing the floor, Lao Ye glanced at his bare feet and said, "I think, you need this." "Dragged a huge backpack out from under the bed. Light blue camouflage, the "Smurfs" who complain about the layman, the unique military camouflage color in the world. Needless to say, domestic naval products.
Familiar colors, like reuniting old friends. Yete's eyes lit up, and he crouched down and unzipped his backpack.
Maroon military boots, digital camouflage uniforms, Kevlar helmets, body armor, tactical vests, daggers, belts, diving watches, goggles, knee pads, elbow pads, vagina guards, gloves, socks, underwear, etc., etc., etc., lacking a Type 95 rifle, a full set of standard combat equipment of the Marine Corps.
Staring at the red and yellow five-star flag, Ye Te tried on his boots, threw away the blanket on his body, and picked up his backpack and went into the bathroom. A cigarette worker, coming out of the bathroom, a helmet as a training uniform and two pistols into a tactical vest. But I saw Lao Ye lying crookedly on the ground and napping, with his head resting on the wine bottle. Wine is everywhere on board.
"Alas......"
Lao Ye's pain of losing his son before, he didn't think much about it, but judged that he was a "pseudo-suicide". At this time, I realized that I had indeed met a heartbroken father. Ye Te sighed and patted Lao Ye and shouted: "Wake up, prepare the car, start the boat, wake up......"
"Ah...... Xiaoshan, you're not dead...... Ah, you...... Dressed up! ā
Lao Ye was confused and recognized the wrong person. Screaming a few times, he stood up with the wine bottle. Unscrewed the cap and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth. Ye Te frowned and said, "Hey, drink so much, are you okay?" ā
"What do you mean by okay?" Old Ye rolled his eyes drunk, "The old captain taught you the first lesson." Remember the words of the seafaring pioneer Magellan, a good sailor is not made of seawater, but whiskey. "Take a step and stumble.
Yett put his left hand around his shoulder and said, "When Old Mai died in the Philippines, whiskey was still the exclusive drink of the monastery. Lao Ye sneered: "Ha, selling knowledge in front of me? Don't ask, second uncle, I'm a doctor and professor at more than a dozen universities at home and abroad, you know a fart, get out of the way! Breaking free of his grip, he stumbled towards the bridge with a bottle in his hand, "Sail the boat...... Iamsailing, iamsailing, Homeagain' crossthesea (I'm sailing, I'm sailing, crossing the ocean, returning home) ......" sang as he walked, and the hoarse song sounded like a broken gong. An old urchin alive, where is he like a suicide?
At 9:12 a.m., the catamaran set off.
Yat adjusts the diver's watch he has just put on on his wrist and matches the classical wall clock in the cabin. The sound insulation of the local tyrant ship is excellent, the roar of the machine is almost inaudible, and there is only a slight vibration on the soles of the feet, which is not a good thing. Last night's fierce fighting and gunfight, fleeing for more than ten hours, swimming more than ten kilometers, and reaching the critical point of exhaustion of physical fitness. Comfortable sailing, it is foreseeable that it will not last long to lie down.
"Food and fresh water, it's no problem to last for half a month."
Lao Ye took a sip of the espresso handed by Yete, looked at Yete with blazing eyes and said: "If you maintain an economic cruise of about ten knots, the fuel is enough to drive to Colombia, and you don't need to use sails." Tired of switching intelligent driving, it is not difficult to control alone? "A few words mean, kill me right away, and you don't have to watch out for anyone.
"I like high speeds and hate economy cruises." Ye Tepret didn't understand.
"Well, you're the master, you have the final say!" Lao Ye breathed a sigh of relief, half regretful and half relaxed.
Yete took a sip of his coffee and leaned behind the side of the bridge. Afraid to fall asleep, afraid to sit down. The coffee is brewed by hand and is as thick as a slurry.
Since he can't make a move, it's better to gamble, this is his idea. After reading the electronic manual, he was sure to operate the yacht alone, but sailing was not as simple as being able to sail a boat. From the sea off Long Beach to 3,000 nautical miles from Colombia, not to mention the climate, ocean currents, direction, positioning and other professional technologies, fuel consumption control is a big problem. In order to escape for the first part of the voyage, it was destined to be high speed and high fuel consumption. The fuel tank of a small boat of several tens of tons is not enough to support the whole high speed. The latter section inevitably relies on sails, and sail driving is not something that can be learned in a short time, and it will be miserable to catch blindness at that time. In addition to being a rich man, Lao Ye is also a good sailor, who has sailed around the world many times by himself, and has appeared on the cover of navigation magazines. With such a bull at the helm, three thousand nautical miles is a small meaning. Of course, he insisted on trading, and not wanting to kill was the main factor. What should I do when I arrive at my destination? We'll talk about it then.
"It's over twenty knots, and the first five hundred nautical miles are set at twenty-five knots." Lao Ye said.
Ye Ting nodded, racing against time to escape from North America. Two diesel engines are driven at the same time, and the yacht is flying like it is on the sea.
Destined to sail with no way back, after setting sail, the two of them had their own thoughts, staring at the radar and looking at the sea. Thanks to the Christmas holiday, it is Christmas Eve. On the waterway, there was no encounter with the legendary Coast Guard, and no other ship encountered it. After an hour, both relaxed.
Lao Ye switched to intelligent driving, lit a cigar and said, "Hey, big nephew, you plan to swim around to the Long Beach dock and mix in with the cargo ship, right?" ā
The high-speed hull was a little more turbulent, and the noise was still not too loud, which did not affect the conversation, and Ye Te handed over an ashtray by default. Lao Ye said again: "Well, it's a little stupid to be willing to go near and far." However, the more stupid others are, the less they can imagine, and they can avoid the probe on the pier. ā
"I just want to take a dip in the sea." Yat poured himself a third cup of coffee.
"Ha, ha, ha, it's funny!" Lao Ye sneered, "You swam in the wrong direction, Brother Bing, you want to go to Santa Catalina Island for a vacation?" ā
"IāI'm on vacation." Ye Te was stupid.
Lao Ye taught: "The undercurrent has made you deviate, understand?" It's Christmas Eve, and few boats are out to sea. Boy, you're lucky to meet me! ā
"Temporarily." Yett said. Rubbing shoulders with death, I am afraid when I think about it.
Lao Ye didn't seem to drink too much at all, he was talking about it, and said: "Your classmates at CSU show your grades on social media, and they are actually better than your employers." Oh, you went to college in the country to the point of semi-soldiering? ā
Ye Tedao: "I didn't take the college entrance examination. ā
"Oh! The ambition is to be a soldier. "Lao Ye is like discovering the New World, his eyes are kind, "The military uniform fits very well, my son left it." He's thinner than you, and you're about the same height. Alas, it's a pity that he is a good dragon, he likes military affairs but doesn't like sports, and he stays in the house all day long and doesn't go out. Give him this boat, and he will treat it as a dwelling on the water. Alas, an otaku. If only he could swim more than ten kilometers casually......"
The catamaran was a birthday present for his son, and inadvertently, he talked about his son. Speaking of the back, choked up.
Knowing where this was going, Yat pretended to be deaf and dumb and took a cigar from the humidor on the bridge. Sailing is synonymous with loneliness, and chatting is easy to kill time. But he was so tired that his eyelids were about to break away, but he didn't dare to lie down before Lao Ye.
"What do you want for lunch? There are dumplings and noodles. Lao Ye cleaned up his mind and cared for people.
Ye Te replied indifferently: "I have eaten." ā
"Gollum ......" Lao Ye was bored, and grabbed the wine bottle and poured a few sips.
One window was not closed properly, and at twenty-five knots, the sea breeze continued to pour in. The cigar was struck by a match and extinguished in the wind three times. Ye Teer threw down his cigar and matches, and lay on the windowsill wearily, staring at the vista of the sea and sky.
"Like in a movie, the ship moves forward, crashes into the set at the intersection of sea and sky, and everything is fake. I hope ......"
"Rice Rabbit!"
Ye Te's fatigue, Lao Ye had already seen it in his eyes. In response, he continued to pour wine into his mouth. He also saw what Ye was thinking, adjusted the driver's seat and leaned back, covered with a blanket and closed his eyes.
Qiang Qiang was snoring at the sound of Lao Ye, Ye Te didn't care about the authenticity, moved to the living room and lay down on the couch.