Ballistic Silence of Special Years

In fact, the reason why Brother Niu didn't come to pick up Fatty Wei was not only because the fishing friend who knew the whereabouts of Fatty Wei forgot to tell Brother Niu, but also because of an accident——

"It's all that damn typhoon!"

Fatty Wei said so.

In fact, that typhoon shouldn't have met Fatty Wei.

Because according to the weather forecast, it will make landfall in the Philippines.

But I didn’t expect that nature would never be simply predicted accurately. At first, it was just a tropical storm cyclone. After generating a typhoon, it actually rubbed against the northern tip of the Philippines, penetrated into the South China Sea from the direction of Dongsha, and grew there to become a strong typhoon. The central wind force Reached level 13!
According to the latest news, the typhoon will cross the South China Sea and go straight to the coast of Yueguo, and the sea area where the unlucky Fatty Wei and the others are located is on the path of the typhoon.

Fatty Wei watched the sky at night that day, and saw the sunset glow like blood in the sky, which was actually an omen.

Everyone on the beach knows that whenever the bloody sunset appears, it is best to be cautious when going to sea the next day, because it is a precursor to a sudden change in the weather.

Brother Niu led three yachts straight to the waters where the fish school was located, where their fish detection radars showed dense dots, and the boss of the boat was so excited that the few strands of hair on the top of his head stood up, he rushed out of the cockpit to face the fish. As the enthusiasts on deck yelled——

"The fish is near our boat!"

Fish affection is an order. Fishing enthusiasts find a school of fish is like a pervert seeing a beautiful woman. The unstoppable excitement is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

So Sansou yachts lined up on the sea, occupying three favorable positions. At the same time, other fishing friends also arrived by boat. Suddenly, the sea was full of fishing boats and yachts. All kinds of teppanyaki were drawn into the air, and the cry of "hit" was heard from time to time.

Big fish were continuously pumped up from the seabed at a depth of more than 200 meters. The boatman waved a long iron hook to see the opportunity and stab it into the body of the fish, and pulled them onto the boat together.

But soon the boss of the ship received a warning from the Meteorological Bureau and the Maritime Bureau, saying that the typhoon "Metz" had been upgraded from a tropical storm to a strong typhoon. Now he has changed his route and is heading towards Xisha, and will reach Xisha in the early morning of the day after tomorrow. The sea area, that is, the sea area where Fatty Wei and Brother Niu are located, requires all fishing boats and cargo ships to avoid it.

This news poured a basin of cold water on those fishing friends whose blood was on their heads.

The level of a strong typhoon is very high, and the maximum wind force at the center of an ordinary typhoon is generally 12-13, which is already quite terrifying.

The central wind force of a strong typhoon is 14-15, which can form huge waves of several meters or even ten meters on the sea surface. Several refitted [-]-ton yachts are almost like grass in front of this wind force. The ship plunged directly into the sea.

As expected, Brother Niu is the chairman of the East China Sea Fishing Association. After a few minutes of contemplation, he made a decision.

Didn't we arrive in the early morning of the day after tomorrow?
Isn't there still one day left?
One day is enough for hand addiction.

The boss of the boat was very scared, but Brother Niu waved his hand: "More money!"

Add [-] to each boat, fish here for a day, and then withdraw before [-]:[-] tomorrow evening. I have already made a few hours in advance, so it should be fine!
The boss of the ship looked at the money, and based on his rich sailing experience, he counted with his fingers. He evacuated before [-] o'clock in the evening. By the time the typhoon passed the sea area at [-] o'clock in the morning, the meteorological bureau predicted that there would still be a full hour. Sailing and escaping from the influence of the wind of "Mace" is still no problem.

Thinking about it this way makes people more courageous.

"Dry!"

The boss of the boat is just one word.

Other ships worried about safety issues have already withdrawn after hearing the news, and only a few ships like Brother Niu are still on the sea.

Everyone seized the time, threw iron plates and hooks frantically, and seized every minute and every second to catch big fish.

That's why no one on the three ships paid attention to whether Fatty Wei was on board.

Fatty Wei on the deserted island has truly become a forgotten orphan.

On the night when the typhoon came, Fatty Wei ate the fish he caught and lay down early on the concrete bed in the small stone house, looking at his dead phone for a long time before falling asleep with the fantasy of being rescued soon .

Until three o'clock in the morning, Fatty Wei was having a strange dream. Somehow, he transmigrated into the Legend of Shushan Heroes and became a Taoist monk. The dense mist wets his flowing gown...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, and Feijian lost control and fell into the lake, causing the complacent Fatty Wei to choke a few mouthfuls of water.

"Cough cough cough-"

He suddenly woke up from the dream, just about to say that the dream was really real.

But it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but he could hear the roar of the sea, the roar of the wind, and the sea water and rainwater kept pouring in from the window of the small stone house, drenching him into a drowned chicken.

Fatty Wei, who had already stood up, was blown back a few steps by the strong wind, and slammed into the stone wall firmly.

Although he couldn't see clearly, he had already guessed what happened to him just by hearing the sound of the wind and the tsunami.

This Nima...

Encountered a typhoon...

This almost drove him crazy.

The vast sea, the lonely boat on the wild island, all alone, and can't see anything clearly!

This is the most frightening thing.

If it were before he joined the army, Fatty Wei would definitely have to pee his pants on the spot.

The special warfare brigade gave him courage and tenacity. At this time, Fatty Wei quickly calmed down and analyzed the situation in detail.

First of all, this small stone house is a bit old. It has been on the island for so many years, and it must have encountered a typhoon once or twice. Since it has not been blown down before, this time will be no exception.

Therefore, although staying in this small stone house with no windows covered is a bit of a pain, it is already the safest place.

Secondly, this house was built by fishermen. It is estimated that they have already considered the situation when they are trapped here in a typhoon due to unexpected circumstances, so although the house is not big, it has two rooms.

Fatty Wei's room has windows, while the other small room has no windows, and there are very good drains and holes in the room.

When Fatty Wei checked the room before, he still felt strange. Isn't a good room for sleeping people?Why are there gutters or something?

Now I know that it is a safe house for taking shelter from the wind.

Without saying a word, Fatty Wei walked towards the small airtight room.

Finally touched the inside, curled up in the corner.

That night, Fatty Wei sat on the cold floor in panic until dawn, listening to the wind sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling outside the house.

At about 08:30 in the morning, the wind suddenly stopped.

Everything suddenly quieted down.

Only then did Fatty Wei breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the typhoon wasn't too bad, and it passed overnight.

This means that the range of the typhoon is not large, and if it is not large, it means that it is not a major typhoon.

He got up from the ground, stretched himself, and walked out of the room carefully.

The hall outside was already in a mess, the ground was covered with messy things like leaves and even branches, seaweed and kelp.

He even saw a few fish lying on the ground, probably being swept in by sea water and directly crashed to death here.

When the typhoon comes, others should think of themselves.

Fatty Wei rekindled hope, and walked out of the room after calming down a bit.

The sky was still a bit gloomy, but it was strangely bright, like sunshine...

It rained so soon?
Fatty Wei raised his head happily, wanting to breathe the fresh air with the salty smell of the sea around him, but when he raised his head, he was almost scared and sat back on the ground again.

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