Lucy was sent to meet Michael, while Wu Liang went to the innermost lounge, intending to ask the captain about the situation.

The crew's lounge in the innermost room had changed dramatically, with four beds fixed to the floor, a detailed chart of the voyage posted on the wall, a captain tied to a Sikh on the chart, and a second mate carrying a screwdriver repairing a radio that had unfortunately been shot indiscriminately.

"Oh! What is the situation on deck? Seeing Wu Liang come in, Captain John of the turban threw down the pen in his hand and asked nervously.

"The second wave of Asan, who tried to get on board, has been cleaned up, and another prisoner has been captured, and he has been locked up! Can you tell us about the situation in front of you? Looking at the messy cabin, Wu Liang had some bad premonitions.

Captain John showed the sextant that had been thrown on the table and said, "It sucks! The strafing of those bastards in the back destroyed all the equipment in the cockpit, the nautical radar, the radio, the receiving antenna, all of them were reimbursed, except for the rudder that could barely work, we can only sail on this old antique now! ”

“What？ Can't you try to fix it? "If all the electronics were scrapped, the Chocolate Donut would be like a poor man who had lost all five senses at the same time on this busy shipping lane, and every approaching ship would pose a threat and it would be a two-way street, and the slightest mistake would be the tragic consequence of a collision between the two ships.

"Rush repairs? You can go up and see for yourself if it's necessary, I don't think there is any value in repairing the machine that has been beaten into a honeycomb, besides, we don't have equipment, no spare parts, no electrical engineers, and it's still unknown whether the radio can be repaired! Captain John said helplessly.

This is miserable, and the situation in the cockpit must be very good for the captain to say such things, but the biggest trouble at the moment is not this, but the two hanged ghosts who bite at the back. As long as they're still following behind, then don't say anything about the rush to repair it, and thank God it's not getting worse.

"So, captain, can we be sure where we are?"

Of course, it was only more than half an hour since the equipment was destroyed, and the error of the voyage could be controlled within two nautical miles. As long as you can get rid of those two pesky hangers, then I can guarantee the safety of our navigation. ”

Patting the shriveled backpack behind him, Wu Liang also said helplessly: "John, you must know that the ammunition you carry is always limited, and it is unlikely that you want to drive away those two patrol boats by force." What's more, those guys have learned to be smart, and they have been hanging hundreds of meters away and not easily approaching, and no one can take them in a rut, so they can only go with them! ”

"Then there is no way, the next thing can only be seen in the patience of those guys, pray to God that the situation will not get worse!"

"It's better to ask for someone than for yourself, John, and get me some food and water, and there are three hungry guys outside!" Seeing that the situation had not improved, it was pointless for Wu Liang to continue to stay here, so he returned to the cabin with some food and water.

After witnessing the explosion of the dense grenades on the ladder of the boat, the people on the T-80 and T-82 patrol boats were a little confused, not knowing whether it was better to retreat like this or continue to follow, the bad feeling of touching the great white shark is not something that ordinary people can bear. The scrapped radios made it impossible for the three to verbally threaten the captain, and the frenzied strafing continued until both patrol boats ran out of ammunition.

The Chocolate Donut freighter was like a faltering bull on a rampage towards the established course, and the two patrol boats that followed it were like two gadflies that had tasted blood, and although they could bite from time to time, they were powerless to stop each other from moving forward.

The long standoff lasted for several hours, and it was not until the sun went down that the two patrol boats, which had consumed more than half of their ammunition and fuel, had to give up and quietly turn back to the contemptuous gaze of everyone on the freighter.

The Chocolate Donut finally got a brief respite, and the crew climbed to the top of the aft compartment to try to salvage the nautical radar and receiving antenna, while Wu Liang led three mercenaries to clean up the corpses scattered all over the deck. How to deal with it! It's a little more simple and rude---- grab your hands and feet and throw them into the sea, it's okay, after all, dead people don't have a chance to protest, do they? Besides, no one on the high seas deals with littering.

Going down the staircase that was twisted by the shock wave of the serial explosions, Wu Liang led people to clean up more than a dozen corpses in different states on it, and by the way, he put away the lower half of the staircase and locked it with a wrist-thick iron chain, so as not to climb up and make trouble in the middle of the night.

By the time Wu Liang had cleared the deck and the gangway and returned to the cabin, and the preliminary interrogation of the captives had been completed, the three captured fellows were very happy to confess everything they knew. These patrol boats are the Indian Navy that went to sea to make a cameo appearance as pirates to get some extra money, and there was nothing to report in the first place, everything was completely random, and every ship said so. It's not the first time this group of bastards has come out to commit crimes, and the few boats they encountered before have obediently stopped and been inspected, and these Ah San went on a killing spree when they got on the boat, and then robbed all the valuable items. Even the freighters will not let go, and they will be sold cheaply when they return to the ports controlled by government forces with a slight makeover, and they will not let go of people and ships. In a short period of time, more than a dozen ships have disappeared so mysteriously, no wonder the acquaintances introduced by the professor are not willing to come and take risks even if they lose money, and whoever will be careful at this juncture.

It didn't take long for the crew members who had been sent to the top of the tail cabin to repair the equipment also returned, bringing the powerless news that ---- marine radar and receiving antenna could be sent directly to the scrap recycling station, and by the way, they also showed off the various bullets that weighed a kilogram from near the equipment.

Fortunately, only all kinds of electronic equipment were damaged, the power system on the ship was still working normally, and the lighting system on the ship was still nearly half intact, so everyone did not need to work in the dark. Food and drinking supplies were also plentiful, and fuel was abundant enough to support a maximum speed of hundreds of nautical miles.

While the sun was still setting in the sky, the crew replaced some light bulbs and damaged wires that had been shattered by stray bullets. The busy night has just arrived, and greater dangers can emerge from the dark sea at any moment, far from the time to sit back and relax.