What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 175 Miraculous Tools
Marino originally thought that Li Si was being sarcastic, as he had experienced this many times before from fishermen.

But this eye-catching seaplane did not do anything. After flying over a few times, it dropped a radio buoy and then returned home.

Marino immediately reported to the rear, and the reply he received was that there was no need to worry, it was just a private company.

He recalled the last time he flew out of the bridge and quickly checked the position of the Sierra Madre. He felt relieved after confirming that it was stranded in the central area and any approaching ship would also be stranded.

But out of fear of the past, Marino assembled the crew into groups to be on guard, and kept someone on guard on the mast.

They waited from noon to dusk, until the sun was half set, and the guard on the water could not stand the sudden strong wind and climbed down.

Marino thought that no more ships would come, but around 19 p.m., a ship's shadow appeared on the sea level.

Because of the wind in the afternoon, it took the Friendship a long time to recover the seaplane, so it was about two hours late.

Fortunately, before the sun completely set, they successfully arrived at their destination with the guidance of the buoy.

At this time, due to the low tide, a part of the top of Ren'ai Reef was exposed, about one hundred square meters, and the Madre Mountain did not appear above the water.

Inside the bridge, Wang Wu took out the nautical chart he had prepared long ago:

"Captain Ding, Ren'ai Reef is a C-shaped reef. If we want to get close, we can only go around it from below. It's best to keep our distance now, otherwise it will be very troublesome if we run aground."

It is night now, and the reefs hidden under the water are even more difficult to observe. Wang Wu's subconscious meaning is that it is too late now, so let's wait until tomorrow.

But what he didn't know was that there was an invisible map in front of Ding Yidu.

The sea terrain within dozens of kilometers around him was clearly displayed in front of him, like a detailed sand table.

"Let me take the helm now, and you keep your eyes on me."

Ding Yidu took over the command, slowed down, and nimbly turned around the reef.

"Left full rudder!"

……

Marino stood at the bow, his scalp tingling as he watched the Friendship turn on the searchlight.

This is exactly the same as the sinking of the Civilization, so there are two messages:

The good news: the displacement was so large that it couldn't get close to the Sierra Madre;
Bad news: There are guns.

Marino saw the turret at the bow and roughly judged that it might be a 100 or 130 mm gun.

If it was the 051D from some time ago, Marino would not be afraid at all, but when facing an "old acquaintance", he became a little uncertain.

These lunatics dared to even risk sinking themselves by crashing at full speed. This cannot be judged by common sense at all.

It's clearly night time now, and you still want to come closer? Aren't you afraid of getting stranded?

Marino returned to the bow and picked up the radio, trying to keep his voice calm:
"There's a Luzon ship below me, so you need to keep a safe distance."

Ding Yiduo: "I know you are stranded. Gaijin will provide assistance."

Marino: "We don't need help."

Ding Yiduo: "You need it."

Marino: "You are a civilian organization, why do you have warships?"

Ding Yiduo: "This is not a warship."

Marino: "If that's not a turret on the bow, what is it?"

Tang Wen: That's a magical tool we'll be using soon (Mickey Mouse voice)

Ding Yiduo received the commander's message and repeated it without hesitation:
"That's a wonderful tool we'll be using soon."

Wang Wu, who was lying on the bridge observing the sea, said:? ?
Lao Ding, what are you talking about? Why are you still choking?

Marino on the other side: “???”

After this, Ding Yidu no longer paid attention to it and concentrated on driving the boat. It took him about twenty minutes to move to a place about 160 meters away from the Sierra Madre, with the bow facing forward so that he could retreat at any time.

Wang Wu couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is Mr. Tang's plan?" "Just monitor and send supplies regularly. The large ship will take some time to arrive."

"Delivering supplies?"

As soon as Wang Wu had this thought, he saw the electric water cannon on the bow of the ship pointing at the stranded Sierra Madre, with the water pipe raised high.

The enhanced water cannon has a range of 180 meters, which is just right.

Ding Yiduo: "Water is a precious resource. The Sierra Madre will have to wait for a long time for rescue, and it would be bad if it became dehydrated.

By the way, do we have enough laundry detergent?"

Wang Wu: ...

Of course it was enough. Before leaving, Tang Wen purchased five tons and put a lot of it in the water tank in advance.

The water pump immediately started pumping water. The salty seawater entered the water tank and mixed evenly with the laundry detergent, and a thick layer of bubbles appeared on the surface.

Marino saw that it was already late at night when the Friendship stopped, and he could not see their movements clearly, so he gradually let down his guard.

Unless they plan to play the live-action version of King of Fighters, they probably won't have much time for it - the high-powered motor makes a lot of noise.

About 15 minutes later, Marino, who was standing at the bow, suddenly noticed that a white curtain was getting closer and bigger.

The powerful searchlight shone on him and also illuminated the huge column of water falling in a parabola.

Under powerful pressure, the Friendship's water cannon fired a torrent that landed accurately on the Sierra Madre.

Marino felt as if a whole bathtub of water had suddenly splashed on him. He was about to return to the cabin when he slipped and fell flat on his face. He tried to stand up despite the painful drops of water on his back, but found that he had no strength at all.

The deck was incredibly slippery, and he could smell a faint scent of lavender.

"FXXX!"

After a span of 160 meters, the fist-thick water flow had spread to cover the entire deck. Marino felt like he was in a storm, with crackling raindrops hitting everywhere.

The crew members staying on the deck could not see anything at all. The original electric lights had long been shattered. They could only crawl towards the cabin door in the darkness following their memory.

Fortunately, he was already familiar with the ship, and after groping for the threshold of the hatch, he was pulled in.

With a snap, the hatch was closed again, and Marino, who was soaked like a drowned rat, could only feel the constant vibration and impact of the ship.

……

Tang Wenjinzhou, who was watching from a God's perspective, finally relaxed his brows and was quite satisfied with the power of the water cannon.

[Tang Wen: How long can the water in the water tank last?]

Ding Yiduo: A few minutes at most.

Tang Wen: According to the original plan, we'll clean the boat every hour at night. Don't worry about running out of fuel; another boat will arrive soon!

Ding Yiduo: Confirm the command.

After the communication was cut off, Tang Wen's cell phone rang. It was Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang: "Are there any joint defense ships heading to Nansha?"

Tang Wen: "It's the 402 Friendship. It's less than 200 meters away from the stranded landing ship."

"Don't be impulsive, think carefully."

"No, we have a good relationship with the people on that boat now. We are helping them take showers for free and replenishing their water supply."

Old Zhang immediately thought of what was happening and felt a little relieved.

"That's good. Just keep it at this level. Oh, and I have a personal opinion."

"what?"

"Add detergent to make it cleaner."

(End of this chapter)