Watching the Dawn

"Oh, God!"

Father Padley Angel exclaimed, waking up from a nightmare. He subconsciously covered his mouth and hurriedly removed the cable that was pressed against his chest, panting heavily, it seemed that this thing made him a shipwreck.

Fortunately, his cry did not cause any panic, the people nearby just looked at him listlessly, and hung his head down again. The difficult journey, the rickety hull, the filthy air, and the rope like an iron chain, almost exhausted and muddled almost everyone.

Pad patted his face vigorously, making his face more ruddy.

He hung up a reassuring smile and patrolled the residents. It is nothing more than covering the children, waking up the nightmares, etc., but it is these inconspicuous actions that have allowed him to calm the residents' emotions within a safe range.

The surging huge waves shook the hull all the time, and the storm pulled out the sound of "Woo" ghost crying in the gap of the bulkhead. Occasionally, the hull will sway violently from side to side, and then suddenly come to a stand still again-it is said that this is because the captain is sailing on the cusp of the waves. Heading forward, the narrow hull will be broken like a sugarcane by the waves-after standing still, there will be a violent fall.

No one is fussing. After a week of sailing, everyone became an expert.

When the outside sound suddenly fell silent, the leaking sound of “tick-and-tick” immediately occupied the main body. The best sealed ship was destroyed by a storm all week. It will also seep everywhere, and the "Elona" is in good condition. At this moment. Everyone will subconsciously grasp the big cables running back and forth, because silence means the arrival of the next big wave.

"Boom! Boom!" The hatch was hammered twice from the outside.

"What's the matter?" Father Padley walked over and asked.

"We need five men on the deck. Five men go to the bottom of the boat, and twelve people go to the pump." The people outside shouted, causing a commotion among the residents. In fact, this kind of shift is every four hours, and each time is a similar word. Talking across the door is just to reduce the number of times the door is opened and closed to keep the cabin dry.

"Group one and group five," Padley first spotted the alternate sailors and carpenters, and then scanned the crowd.

"Padley ...". "Father ..." People called him in a low voice, with a pleaful voice in his voice. Because of being trapped in the cabin for a long time, it will make people more and more depressed and depressed, especially for children. Therefore, every time a dozen people go to pump water, it becomes the most popular job. Although it may be necessary to continuously rotate the pump for four hours, it is already a rare and generous treatment to be able to go out for activities.

The current cabin, whether it is crowded people or bad taste. It's really unbearable-but this is the only place on the ship that is still dry ...

Father Padley sighed secretly, hardening his heart and pretending not to hear. He clicked on the few people who looked the worst.

Ten men, and twelve women, old people, children. All he took off was his underwear, and he stood by the door.

When Padley pulled the bolt away, the door was pushed open from the outside. Twenty men and women with bare buttocks, or just a piece of cloth. Charged in with a chill. They rushed into the crowd quickly, or just found some clothes. Or simply hug the people around you to keep warm. They seemed to inject some vitality into the crowd, the residents became less lifeless, and everyone hurriedly helped them put on clothes to keep them warm.

A dozen or so people who changed shifts ran out coldly, wrapped themselves in canvas, and then separated to their respective posts. At this time, Father Padley closed the door vigorously, wiping the sea water flowing in from the floor with a large cloth. Those who were breathing "fresh air" at the door showed regretful expressions, but they also immediately joined the ranks of wipers.

Moisture is likely to induce infectious diseases, and Lu Yuan spread them to them from the beginning.

On board, infectious diseases are always the most terrible, and there is no one.

After twenty or so elite people returned to their positions, they quickly put on their clothes and talked to the surrounding people about the situation outside. The pumpers are saying that the bottom tank is only one palm deep, and they have nothing to do for at least two of the four hours. The ship repairers reported that the danger only appeared once, and it has been repaired, which is stronger than the pot repairs at home ...

Little news circulated among the crowd to let everyone know that everything is getting better.

Only the five men who were replaced from the deck. They were all sailors, and each looked exhausted. When they were returned to the grid of family or friends, they collapsed directly there. Then a woman ’s whispering cry, a man ’s soothing sound, and the sound of changing clothes to eat.

Everyone looked at Father Padley, who had to pass towards those people, and a big wave in the middle almost threw him away.

"How is the captain?" He asked next to the man who looked the best. The cabin became quiet, and everyone was watching him.

The man slightly enjoyed the gaze of the crowd and said directly, "The captain is still at the wheel."

Father Padley looked around. Sure enough, as if hearing the top news, the overall mood of the crowd relaxed at once.

In fact, such a scene, within seven days, do not know how many times!

Even the strongest man, after pulling the cable for four hours in the storm, was so tired that he didn't want to say a word. But the man who looked neither tall nor strong stood in the wind and rain for seven days and nights without changing his face! He has been firmly in control of the wheel rudder and has defeated giant waves one after another.

People can still be so optimistic so far, not because of the magic lights that have been on all the time, although the light is clear enough to dispel panic. Nor is it because of Father Padley. Although he has been appeasing the residents' emotions. The reason that really makes everyone hope despite the fatigue. It is precisely because of the man-he is not as powerful as a human!

Lu Yuan led them like a flock of sheep led by a lion. As long as the lions do not fall, they have the confidence to overcome any difficulties.

Today, more people are willing to call him Captain.

He is like someone who was born to lead everyone.

Lu Yuan stood on the stern, holding the wheel rudder.

"Hello!" Bob shouted from the lookout on the mast, and Lu Yuan didn't respond. As soon as he drew out his revolver and aimed, Lu Yuan was almost subconscious, and it was a hideout to flash his body.

After a long while, Lu Yuan was like a damaged robot, and Kala Kala turned for a long time. Finally turned to the correct position. He raised his head and said angrily, "Do ..." Lu Yuan turned the rudder slightly, the ship split the huge wave in front of him like a sword, and his words were also followed Interrupted by the surge.

After the waves swept across the deck from head to tail, he was completely covered with water and emerged from the waves, continuing to say "... what?"

"Hahaha!" Bob watched the huge waves just now, submerging the part under his feet into a white piece, leaving only himself sitting on the mast. When I first saw this scene. The moment of loneliness grabbed him fiercely, making him almost jump off the mast. But now ... he can take Shi Shiran back the revolver he is holding and wait for it.

Seeing Lu Yuan, there were five sailors who were bewildered by the waves. He laughed unscrupulously.

Lu Yuan shook his head and did not speak again. He knew that Bob would not do these boring things. It is likely that they will not persevere. Although his body is a zombie, his mind is still human. His ability to withstand is also limited.

Lu Yuan can persist for seven days, not because he is strong enough. Instead, every ten seconds, seven seconds are taken over by the vice brain. The rapid and seamless switching between the two is the reason why he can stick to the present.

Lu Yuan stuck the wheel rudder, walked to the side of the stern tower, and looked at the rain curtain with a dream.

Five days ago, the wind reached its peak and no longer increased. Three days ago, the Thunder Lightning began to weaken rapidly, and finally appeared only occasionally. Until now ... when he looked around the dark ship like a night, he found that the number of tornado columns raging above was reduced by half ... It seems that the sea goddess Collebso is already weak, and she finally squandered her power.

Lu Yuan thought about it secretly. Perhaps, it would be on these two days.

It's a pity that even Lu Yuan couldn't think of it, Cole Busseau was far weaker than he thought, and the mad woman had squandered too much power meaninglessly.

In fact, the storm has been shrouded in the range of ten nautical miles around the "Elona", and another ten miles away is another world that is distinct! Cole Busso launched a compulsory disaster all the way, upsetting the waters passing by the "Elona"! And the goddess of the sea has long since abandoned her land-based **** kingdom "Shipwreck City", devoting all her divine power to punish Lu Yuan. The wreck and rain that once stretched for thousands of years in the "Ship City" has now become sunny, and the influence of the Ocean Goddess has disappeared.

Cory Buso's madness far exceeded Lu Yuan's estimates.

Because of the wrong estimate, he made a move to further stimulate Colebuso ...

Standing at the stern of the ship, Lu Yuan said lightly to the vast sky, "Hi! Collebso, you look like you can't do it anymore, am I going to win!"

Although the voice was not loud, he knew that the goddess would be able to hear it, and he would be mad at it.

However, to his surprise, the divine power that filled the air suddenly dissipated ... just like the flying soap bubbles, it turned away. He looked at the sky a little dazed ... she was ... was giving up? ! Is there something wrong? You have been entangled with me for half a year, and I have exploded chrysanthemums (self-righteousness), slaughtered pets, destroyed the kingdom of God, robbed treasures and consumed a lot of divine power. Now you say let go?

There is also a wooden rhythm!

He did n’t believe that Cole Busso would give up, but everything around him seemed to tell him that your guess had become a reality—although the rain fell like a waterfall, the tornado still sucked on a long column of water As a result, a giant wave of more than ten meters still went forward to take pictures ... but he knew that the power that drives these factors, that kind of divine power has already retreated.

Then, whether it is a storm or a storm, or a thunder tsunami, these anti-natural phenomena will quickly disappear.

But what is this?

Don't we need a real ending between us?

Don't you love ... cough ... don't hate me anymore?

Comrade Lu Yuan is now in a complete mess.

He walked blankly back to the wheel rudder. Famu's mind was more like a ball of paste now, and he couldn't understand anything.

"Bang!" Suddenly the gunshots sounded, and Lu Yuan hid subconsciously, a lead shot flew over the side of his head, rubbing his ears with intense pain.

"What are you doing ?!" Lu Yuan was so scared that he paled, and he roared at the mast! I just lost my mind. If it weren't for instinct, he would be sent back to the kingdom of God by this bullet.

"You told me to shoot, how can I know that I can shoot so accurately ..." Bob on the mast was also terrified. Just a conspicuous argument, he immediately pointed to the front and shouted "Maelstrom!" That ’s what I want to remind you! It ’s right in front! Hurry away! ”

Lu Yuan was taken aback, not paying attention to the issue of shooting, and began to concentrate on driving the ship. The sea is still crests and valleys, almost covering most of the sky. In his position, the vortex in front cannot be seen, and Bob is not a professional watchman. He cannot expect Bob to accurately speak a series of terms to help him locate the vortex.

"Describe!"

"Ah ... directly in front ... it looks like several kilometers in size! ... diameter ... clockwise rotation ... not too far away from us ... hey! Quickly turn your head, you will hit it directly!"

Lu Yuan frowned tightly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Listening to this information without saying a word, some useful and some useless, Bob is doing his best, Lu Yuan can roughly judge the combination of the surrounding water flow The scale of the vortex-it is really super big! Cole Buso, you zoom in again! But I like ...

But Lu Yuan could not turn around now, because the waves are still huge, and each wave contains hundreds of tons of power. As long as the hull forms a certain angle with the waves, the hull with a height to height ratio will be immediately broken! He could only sideways the hull and rushed towards the maelstrom.

Bob on the mast undoubtedly thought of this too, and he fell silent.

"John! John!" Lu Yuan called his first officer and gestured in the wind and rain, "I need to add twenty sailors! Twenty!"

"Tell people in the cabin that this should be the final test."

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I think I wrote it very carefully, but I am sorry for the time I have given to such a result. (To be continued ...) ()