Building a Salvation Organization from Scratch

Chapter 253 The strange fog and the cold heart

The Strait of Gibraltar in the early morning.

On the Mediterranean side, there are many ships docked in the port of the coastal city of Gibraltar.

They are all ships preparing to sail from the Mediterranean to the Atlantic, waiting to cross the strait.

Before the Suez Canal was built.

The Strait of Gibraltar is the lifeline of the maritime economies of countries bordering the Mediterranean Sea.

Even now the Mediterranean has another outlet, the Suez Canal, providing the shortest route from Europa to lands near the Indian and Western Pacific Oceans.

However, taking into account the distance and cargo capacity, the Strait of Gibraltar still plays a pivotal role in the world's maritime economy.

After all, the artificially dug Suez Canal is too narrow and shallow, and it cannot allow ships that want to go to the Atlantic Ocean to get out of the Suez Canal and then go south around the entire African continent to the Atlantic Ocean.

This is not realistic.

and so.

In an era when sea shipping was still needed.

The Strait of Gibraltar is always home to a large number of ships.

It will always be an important hub for maritime shipping for countries at the junction of the three continents of Asia, Europe and Africa.

And this morning.

Many ships are still docked in the port of Gibraltar, and they have not yet waited for the release notice from the Gibraltar Strait Management Office.

Next to a cargo ship moored in the port.

Several yellow-skinned sailors from China gathered in a small restaurant in Lingang, chatting boringly with each other while eating breakfast.

They are a cargo ship coming to the Mediterranean for trade, preparing to go south from west Africa through the Strait of Gibraltar to trade with some African countries.

Then, after going all the way around the entire African continent, we return to China via the Strait of Malacca.

Just this morning.

The people from the Gibraltar Strait Management Office have been reluctant to let me go.

So much so that now a bunch of ships from various countries in the Mediterranean are waiting at the port of Gibraltar.

Several of the sailors who had drunk some wine and not eaten last night also got off the ship and found a place to eat.

"The Spanish guys and those guys who never set the sun are just hypocritical. For such a simple task as real-time satellite photography, people have to go on-site to investigate the fog situation."

The unshaven sailor took a bite of the paella and couldn't help but complain.

Sailors who frequently go in and out of the Strait of Gibraltar know that heavy fog is prone to occur here in spring and autumn, and it requires some exploration before deciding whether to release the ship.

This procedure is indeed necessary.

After all, heavy fog is still a troublesome thing for maritime shipping, and there is a certain degree of danger in it.

But this group of people from the Gibraltar Strait Management Office.

We insist on using the old method that has been used for hundreds of years and let humans confirm the fog situation.

Although those commissioners responsible for confirming heavy fog conditions will live directly in specific houses on both sides of the Strait of Gibraltar in the spring and autumn, in order to complete the survey of the sections they are responsible for as soon as possible every day.

But this is still a relatively long process.

Generally, the survey starts before dawn and can be completed around seven or eight in the morning.

"To be honest, no matter how slow the manual survey is, it should be over by this time."

"Should it be released or restricted? If it is restricted, when will it be released?"

"Why was there no notice at all?"

Another gentle sailor wearing glasses frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Looking out through the dining room window.

There are countless ships waiting in the port of this city.

Sailors from all over the world wandered around in this port city to relieve the boredom of the sea journey.

He ignored these lively scenes for the time being.

Look a little further.

After leaving the port, head towards the entrance to the Strait of Gibraltar and the Mediterranean Sea.

There seems to be a vague feeling.

This made the bespectacled sailor frown.

"Dachun, bring over the telescope your mother gave me and let me use it."

The bespectacled sailor patted his companion who was just looking down at his meal, and stretched out his hand towards him.

The man called Dachun was stunned.

Then he put down the Iberian ham in his hand.

After wiping the fragrant oil on his hands, he took out a palm-sized monocular from his pocket and handed it to his partner.

The bespectacled sailor took the telescope.

Then he put it on and looked through the window toward the distance that felt a little hazy before.

This time.

The scene that seemed hazy before suddenly became clear.

The distant distance is brought closer.

The sailor wearing glasses saw a faint mist on the horizon, and the fog a little further away was thicker and whiter.

A cursory look.

The entire area behind the Mediterranean entrance to the Strait of Gibraltar seems to be covered by heavy fog.

This has never been seen before.

The Strait of Gibraltar does experience heavy fog in spring and autumn.

In spring, foggy weather occurs due to the temperature difference between the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean and the convergence of warm and moist airflow above.

but.

This is just foggy weather, which reduces visibility and makes navigation dangerous.

It's not the fog of war.

It doesn’t take away your vision completely.

But no matter how impossible it is, what you see with your own eyes cannot lie.

The Strait of Gibraltar in the distance.

Most likely, we really encountered some special circumstances.

So much so that there was a thick fog that deprived all vision.

It also spread all the way to the entrance in the distance.

This shows that there may be this kind of heavy fog in the entire Strait of Gibraltar after the entrance.

This special situation means that the people at the Gibraltar Strait Management Office now have no time to take care of the ships waiting to enter.

silent.

The bespectacled sailor swallowed.

With a hint of confusion, he said: "Guys, something is probably going wrong."

talking.

He handed the binoculars to his companion.

After everyone read it, they subconsciously stopped eating.

"What is this scenario?"

"Why don't you contact the people at the Gibraltar Strait Management Office and ask?"

The unshaven sailor swallowed the Spanish paella in his mouth, and then made such a suggestion with a serious look on his face.

As a veteran who has been sailing at sea for many years.

He understood very well the influence of natural celestial phenomena on their ocean-going ships.

Even if it is an aircraft carrier.

You have to take a break even when encountering a super typhoon.

Of course.

The aircraft carrier has a frigate group, a drone group, and satellite guidance to assist in avoiding typhoons in real time.

It is impossible to sink in a typhoon.

But these ordinary ships are different. No matter how large their tonnage is, they are still afraid of extreme weather.

accidentally.

Maybe they become skeletons in the vast ocean.

As an old sailor who has experienced many heavy rains, sudden cyclones, and foggy weather.

He swears by his beard.

Any celestial phenomenon cannot be underestimated.

It is best to ask about the situation now and contact the captain to return to the Mediterranean.

"I know a Channel Inspector who never sets on the sun. Let me contact him."

The bespectacled sailor tried to make contact on the phone.

Select the contact with the note "Gibraltar-Hunter" on your phone to make a call.

But I don't know what happened.

There was no response for a long time.

Listening to the busy signal of the unanswered call, the faces of several people around him became a little nervous.

in silence.

I heard many people in the port outside the window exclaiming.

There was a lot of noise all around.

The crowd followed the sound.

It turned out that the fog was so thick that it could be seen clearly with the naked eye.

These people at the port of Gibraltar city could clearly see the entrance pass of the Strait of Gibraltar being engulfed bit by bit by heavy fog in the distance.

Such an overwhelming fog.

It made everyone feel a little uneasy.

Depressed emotions spread.

Fortunately, the journey stopped after the heavy fog blocked the entrance pass.

It is no longer as diffuse and devouring as before.

Many people who knew staff at the Gibraltar Strait Authority tried calling.

However there was no reply.

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Gibraltar Strait Management Office·Entrance Pass.

Hundreds of staff were originally stationed here, responsible for managing ships coming from the Mediterranean to pass through the Strait of Gibraltar.

Their job is to register, pay fees, review qualifications, and maintain order in the strait.

Only now.

Everyone looked at the heavy fog outside the closed doors and windows and fell into deep thought.

of course.

In addition to contemplation, there was more fear.

Because of them in the fog, all communication tools seemed to be useless.

This fog can really make people get stuck in it and never come back.

It seems that this current situation can no longer be explained by simply thicker fog.More because of earlier times.

It seems that someone predicted this future.

in that person's description.

It seems that besides this weird fog, there is also a miraculous wall?
Some people were too scared to go out.

Staying in the room with the doors and windows closed, various thoughts kept running through everyone's minds.

Especially those who had contacted Rip Hunter earlier were looking frequently at a certain lounge not far away.

However, under the gaze of a fat-headed and big-eared leader, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

……

In the early hours of this morning.

In fact, a Straits Inspector came here trembling with cold sweat on his forehead and soaked to the skin.

His name is Rip Hunter.

Is one of the employees here.

It's just that this morning, he was supposed to be patrolling both sides of the strait, but he appeared at the entrance of the entrance pass in a state of embarrassment and covered with dust.

He chanted that there was an important message that needed to be conveyed.

According to him, he didn't know where he dropped his phone after experiencing the earthquake, so he had to rush over to deliver the message.

After the staff on duty let him in, they heard a very outrageous message from his mouth.

[A miraculous giant wall appeared out of thin air]

[Following this, there is also a strange fog that is extremely dense and constantly spreading.Staying in the fog for a while will make you feel exhausted, and the fog seems to be able to isolate the signal. Rip Hunter did not dare to try any other reaction, so he immediately left the fog and continued to come]

This description confused the staff on duty.

According to Rip Hunter's description, the huge wall was at least several hundred meters high and more than ten kilometers long.

But this is totally impossible.

Even if it is impossible to verify it now because of the foggy weather in the middle of the strait that is far worse than before, the personnel on duty can confirm that this is an impossible story.

Been in the Strait of Gibraltar for so many years.

Have you ever seen such a majestic building? !

Even if we look through the entire history of mankind, it is impossible for there to be such a huge wall made of bluestone that is at least ten kilometers long and hundreds of meters high.

if so.

That can definitely be considered a miracle!

And there was no need to pay attention to the so-called weird fog.

In the Strait of Gibraltar.

Heavy fog is common in spring and autumn.

Although it seems to be stronger this time, there is no need to worry.

Just a fog.

The worst case scenario is that ships will be temporarily banned from entering and exiting.

What can it do?
Combined with Rip Hunter's crazy and mentally disturbed appearance, the staff on duty decisively concluded that Hunter was fooling around.

After several attempts to persuade him to no avail.

They, the on-duty staff, locked him up in a rest room.

Later, this Rip Hunter shouted that he saw a certain ship that was pushed up by a giant wall and secretly entered the strait, which could be used to prove that what he said was true.

But when it called out the number and characteristics of the ship.

A fat Spanish leader from a certain management office immediately walked into the lounge with a dark face.

then.

Rip Hunter, who had simply handcuffed one hand, was gagged with cotton cloth by the fat leader.

Then the leader ordered:
"During the early hours of the morning, there is a ban on travel. There can be no ships in the Strait of Gibraltar. This man is obviously mentally ill!"

"Anyone who comes into contact with this mentally ill person needs to report it to me!"

Since then.

Everyone returned to work.

Leave behind the dusty, jittery, gibbering psycho that arrived in the early hours of the morning.

No one cares about that person.

No one paid attention to those words.

until later.

When the thick and indeed unusual fog spread not far away.

When the rest of the Channel Inspectors in the fog still didn't reply.

Anyone who has seen Rip Hunter can't help but feel a little bit inside.

Everything seems to have come true?
The mist that gradually filled the air made everyone who knew about it shiver.

Even the leader who blocked Rip Hunter's mouth because he was worried that he would be exposed for taking bribes couldn't help but have a ridiculous idea.

perhaps……

Is everything Rip Hunter said true?

A moment of silence.

The fat-headed leader with background sent an unsuspecting staff member into the mist.

But the staff never came back.

There was no response when contacted via communication equipment.

Those in the know understood everything immediately.

There was no need for the fat-headed and big-eared leader to roar like a dead pig and tell everyone to close the windows and doors. They would rush back into the house crazily and close all the doors and windows.

The other members also realized that something was wrong and immediately followed him into the house.

Everything happened too fast.

It's too late to sail out of here.

They only had time to send a text message asking for help to the outside world before the heavy fog completely covered them, and everyone got into the house where emergency isolation measures were taken.

soon.

The fog spread and covered all the houses, shrouding the entire Gibraltar Strait Management Office and Entrance Pass.

Let everything around you be enveloped in rich white.

Time is spent in panic.

……

Soon, it was now.

Most people are waiting in panic for rescue.

They repeatedly tried to contact the outside world but failed.

They looked at the fog that was isolated outside the window and felt at a loss.

And insiders frequently looked at the closed lounge.

In the early hours of the morning, they thought that Rip Hunter, who was locked up in the lounge at the moment, was a psychopath, so they didn't listen too much to his so-called information.

but now.

They were very curious about what they saw and heard from Rip Hunter, and they were eager to learn about their current situation from that person's mouth.

But the fat leader kept glaring at them with vicious eyes and quietly stopped them from making any move near the lounge.

The insiders were not very clear about the leader's reasons for doing this, and couldn't help but peek at the lounge under the blocking gaze of the leader.

Only leaders understand.

This situation cannot last long.

Leaders understand that these people's fear of the fog will sooner or later exceed their fear of themselves.

In the face of life and death.

His father, who was successful in politics, was not so intimidating.

Sooner or later, these knowledgeable staff members would rush into the break room to find Rip Hunter to find out.

in fact.

Even he himself was trembling all over at this moment, and he wanted to ask Rip Hunter in fear.

What is the specific situation now?
But he recognized it from part of the ship's number that Rip Hunter had spoken when he had gone to the hospital in a panic.

Rip Hunter must have known that he accepted bribes to allow ships to enter the Strait of Gibraltar through the entrance gate during the ban.

If these insiders go to communicate with that Rip Hunter.

Because that ship has something to do with the miraculous giant wall he mentioned, it will inevitably be mentioned again by Rip Hunter.

It is inevitable that he will be exposed if he accepts bribes.

When it comes to reckoning with things afterwards, there will definitely be no good fruits of my own to eat.

His fear of being exposed for taking bribes.

Beyond the fear of the weird fog outside.

Entering that weird mist, you just don't know life or death. After being bribed and exposed, life will definitely be worse than death.

His father's political opponents will definitely take advantage of this to destroy their family.

He didn't want to be reduced to an ordinary person.

Contemplative.

The fat leader looked at the few people on duty in the early morning who knew about it.

A thought slowly settled in my heart:
Anyway, the outside world was contacted before the fog completely blocked the place. All he had to do next was stay in the room and wait for rescue.

There is no need for him to ask what is going on with Rip Hunter now.

You can definitely be rescued!
Go back to a peaceful, wealthy life!

All you need to do is secretly emphasize the conclusion "you must be saved" with a few insiders.

Tell them that you will have to take care of them from now on.

Let them weigh it carefully.

In this case.

Naturally, he can rely on his past prestige to ask the few insiders not to pay attention to Rip Hunter who is locked in the lounge.

Of course.

Besides.

After being rescued, there is a possibility of being investigated and interrogated one by one by the military.

Once this bribery incident was exposed during the interrogation.

All the things he has done over the years may be exposed.

The more I think about it.

The fat leader's eyes became colder and colder as he looked towards the lounge.

That Rip Hunter had better not be kept.

Resist the idea of ​​these insiders going to Rip Hunter, lest their bribery be exposed at this moment.

He also wanted Rip Hunter to keep secrets during subsequent military interrogations.

As for how to keep a secret...

Leaders firmly believe that:

Only the dead can best keep secrets.

(End of this chapter)