Chapter 242

At the sight of this dead gray fog, brother donkey's face became particularly ugly. He put his mouth close to my ear and whispered, "that's it." he looked very careful, as if he was afraid of waking up some monsters in the fog.

I looked up at the sky and looked down at the sea. I felt a very inexplicable feeling. The fog in front of me was really strange. If we insist on using a metaphor, it is like countless dead people's ashes floating in the air. The granular fog seems to be mixed with the reluctance and resentment of the dead. This energy further affects us in the fog. All faces on the ship are dead ashes.

At this moment, the sea and sky have the same color, and the fog is so thick that we can't see the waves on the sea, and our eyes don't have any reference. We can only judge by feeling that the ship is still moving.

The crew's anxious cry came from the direction of "Captain, Captain" control room. Lao Zhang quickly threw down a corner of his canvas bag and ran to the control room, but he collided with a crew member who also ran out of the thick fog.

"Captain, no, GPS is out of order." the crew was knocked to the ground and his glasses flew to one side. He felt them and put them on and said to Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang's first reaction was to look at his little nephew Zhang Wenxin. He was in charge of the electronic equipment on board. Zhang Wenxin shook his head firmly and said, "it's impossible. German goods and European Space Agency recycling satellites all use these things."

The crew member opened his mouth to explain. It seemed that he couldn't find the right word. Finally, he simply pointed his hand behind his back, which means "you come with me."

The captain's duty restored Lao Zhang's thinking ability. He waved his hand and said, "this matter will be dealt with later. Wenxin, go to fix the GPS first. If you didn't sleep last night, go back to sleep for a few hours and take the time to have a rest."

The crew responded and went back to their cabins to make up for their sleep. We didn't sleep all night. We packed our weapons and went back to the room. We took a nap for a few hours to recover our energy.

When we wake up and get together in the control room, the GPS has not been repaired. In fact, I feel that this thing has completely broken. According to the digital display of the LCD screen, it is like a person who can move in an instant jumping around the world with this GPS. The coordinates on it flash constantly, and it also indicates that the satellite signal cannot be connected from time to time.

According to Zhang Wenxin's busy feedback in recent hours, not only the most advanced equipment, but also the radio walkie talkie and even the old compass can't work normally. Old black didn't believe in evil, so he took out our own equipment and found that the satellite phone and GPS also couldn't work. Even the parameter measurement equipment supporting my sniper gun was broken. We looked at each other and were surprised.

"It must have something to do with the fog," Ivan said as if he was afraid that others would not know.

"This is a good proof. Come with me," said brother donkey. He picked up two walkie talkies and went to the cold storage where the food was stored.

Trembling, we found that the walkie talkie could work normally, but when we got it on the deck, there was only a harsh noise in the walkie talkie.

"The air in the cold storage circulates internally, so it can prove that the equipment is not broken," brother donkey explained to us.

"What does that mean?" Ivan asked, scratching his head.

Looking at the gray fog, Jin Lihua said thoughtfully, "this fog can shield electromagnetic signals."

"Then we have to wait for the ship to leave the fog," said old black optimistically.

Brother donkey shook his head and said, "it's impossible. Last time we walked around in the fog for many days, we finally escaped with the help of the island."

"Then the only thing we can do now is pray." Jin Lihua put her hand on her chest, the tattoo.

"See? Nitrite accumulated too much and began to transfer to the brain." old black pointed to Jinlihua and said to Ivan.

Even though Ivan was honest, he had already seen that the wolf looked at each other badly. He didn't want to offend either of the two, so he pretended not to hear it, shook his brain bag and went back to the room, leaving us on the deck to continue staring at the miserable gray fog.

In fact, it's not just us who stare. Even Lao Zhang, who runs a boat all his life, seems to have nothing to do. He can't see the sun clearly during the day, and can't see the stars at night. All the positioning and navigation means fail. We can only drive like a blind man without direction.

At noon the next day, we were having dinner. Frankly, the delicious sea fish cooked by sister Hong was our only comfort at the moment. Suddenly, the crew shouted on the deck that he had found other ships.

We immediately threw down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out to have a look. Indeed, we could see the outline of a ship faintly in the fog. But when we drove the boat that way and got closer, we all felt that there was something wrong with our eyes.

Because in terms of shape, volume and power plant, this ship is not a product of our times at all, but a wooden sail powered sea ship. It seems that there is no one on board with a telescope and ignores the light signals sent by the crew of the Wendeng.

"It's a ghost ship, ghost ship," cried a seaman shivering.

But when we wanted to drive closer and look more carefully, the ship slowly disappeared into the fog and disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared at all.

In the afternoon of that day, we saw another ship in the fog. It was closer to modern times. It seemed that it should be a battleship of a country during World War I. there were three chimneys on it. The main gun in front of the deck was thick enough to drill into an adult.

In this way, in a few days, we saw more than 30 ships of different times and different purposes in the fog. From old-fashioned sail powered merchant ships to warships and transport ships during World War II, there is even an old propeller aircraft flying at low altitude. The common feature of these planes and all kinds of ships is that they appear like ghosts in the fog, and disappear like ghost ships in the fog. They ignore our signals, and there is no shadow of a living person on them. Every time we try to get up, we find that these ships have disappeared for some reason.

After a few days, we felt like we were in a gray film silent film, and all the props floated silently one by one. Most people on the sea have seen mirages, but such realistic illusions and strange contents are too difficult to explain with the theory of light and shadow refraction and change.

Originally, this kind of fog composed of ashes gives people a feeling of extreme depression. In addition, these dead ghost ships are constantly floating around us. It seems that a series of changes are taking place in the psychology of everyone on board, especially prone to negative emotions and become very irritable and irritable. I, Lao hei and Jin Lihua are better because they have received professional training and know how to regulate their emotions.

However, Ivan is different from some other crew members. At this time, brother donkey, who claims to have studied psychology, took the initiative to communicate with the crew and use some guiding methods to help them overcome their irritability. The effect is good in a short time. I asked brother donkey privately what his tricks are. He said mysteriously: "First, we should have corresponding professional knowledge; second, we should be able to deceive others; third, we should use corresponding professional knowledge to deceive others."

In this way, it floated in the seemingly boundless gray fog for five days. Finally, in the early morning of the sixth day, the fog began to fade, and the Wendeng drove to the place where the fog became thinner. With the enhancement of visibility, an island finally appeared in our distance.

"That's it?" I asked brother donkey.

He shook his head and said, "I can't see clearly. It's far away. I'm not sure."

After sailing for several nautical miles, we can see the outline of the island. The whole island looks large from our side. It is composed of a main island and countless rocks rising out of the water. Brother donkey put down his telescope and said: "This is the island. Last time, it was almost at this distance. The Buddha statue on a person on our ship suddenly broke up without warning. We sailed in the opposite direction of the island at the insistence of that person before we left alive."

"It seems that this island is a little evil." Lao Zhang immediately asked his men to stop the ship. Originally, several crew members proposed to go to the island to replenish some fresh water. When they saw Lao Zhang's dignified face, they all shut up.

"Put our boat down and get out of here quickly." my words made all the crew feel relieved.

Who knows, just when the five of us were finishing our equipment and Lao Zhang took someone to put the boat into the water, suddenly a crew member screamed, "dead people, dead people in the water."

It is reasonable to say that these crew members dare to carry flasks to resist the attack of pirates. They should not be the kind who pees their pants at the sight of dead people, but they seem to be terrified by the elongated vibrato in their tone of voice.

After a few steps to the bow of the boat, even I was scared to a cold air from the bottom of my heart and stared at the sea. Lao hei and Ivan followed me and scolded "fuck me" in Chinese and English

I saw at least 80 bodies floating on the foggy sea, wearing different clothes. It seems that they have been soaking in the water for some time.

After roughly counting, Lao Zhang sighed and said, "do evil."

"Like those ghost ships, these don't exist," said one crew member.

At this time, some recent dead people had been pushed by the waves and floated towards the Wendeng. Several of them had been close to the ship and were blocked. We thought that this time it was not an illusion or an illusion, but a real one, otherwise there would be no such effect. Brother donkey picked up a screw, took a few glances, threw it out and landed on a dead man's chest He stopped and didn't sink into the water. Brother donkey nodded back at us and said, "it's true."

Suddenly a sharp eyed crew member said, "that man seems to be moving."

Hearing what he said, everyone bent down and looked at the dead more carefully. I also picked up my telescope and looked into the water. Sure enough, I found that some of them seemed to be still moving.

"They're still breathing. Get people up," Lao Zhang shouted, pointing to the water.

His three nephews advised him not to do so. To tell the truth, I also think the time when these dead people appear is too abrupt. They don't come early or late. They float out in the fog of this evil door. They always feel that it's a little not like a good thing.

"No, those who run the boat can't wait to die, or they will end up like this sooner or later." at Lao Zhang's insistence, several crew members manipulated the fishing net on the ship to fish the bodies in the water, whether they were angry or not, to the deck.

We used to help arrange all the dead people. There were 87 dead people lying in three rows on the deck. It was a bit like a big family was infected with the plague. In just a few days, the whole family died and is being buried now.

Lao Zhang took the crew to check one by one. I also tried the pulse of several people with my fingers. Without exception, there was no response. Lao Hei said behind me, "stop fooling around. Look at these. The skin is rotten. He died for at least three or four days."

Jin Lihua, who was also familiar with the dead, glanced back at the towering belly of the dead and said, "they should all have drowned."

I straightened up and looked at the other crew members. I found no living people. In such a sweep, I found that several stomachs were indeed moving. Just when I wondered what was going on, the belly of a dead man suddenly burst open, and a large stream of black water burst out from the "almost" inside. The belly of other dead bodies also burst open, and the fluttering sound kept ringing on the deck.

Those black water soon became droplets on the deck and rolled everywhere. At this time, I saw that they were all black insects the size of peanuts and rice. The number was difficult to describe in thousands. A large black area seemed to be a pool of ink crawling constantly.

These insects seem to be commanded by someone. They first drill out and immediately spray liquid on the deck. Soon, one hole after another is corroded on the deck. These insects quickly drill into the hull along the small holes. We quickly operated the water gun to flush the insects into the sea, but it was late. The crew monitoring the hull status kept shouting from the control room: "The hull is damaged, the power system is damaged, and the hull is flooded..."