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Tang Yue and her crew's fishing boat had already arrived nearby, and Tang Yue had long since spotted the thick smoke rising in the distance. Gu Yanxi couldn't find Tang Yue in the cabin, so he came out to the deck to check.

As soon as he came out, he noticed the thick smoke rising from the sea in the distance, and his expression turned serious. "Something's happened in that area of ​​the sea. Let's go take a look."

Tang Yue's consciousness had already been projected outwards, and she saw the situation over there. With a serious expression, she went to the control room, and then their ship shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

At this moment on the battlefield, Chinese fishermen were busy fighting the Japanese while also trying to put out the fire. However, no matter how hard they tried, the ship slowly sank.

But they didn't give up, still trying to pull the people on the fishing boat aboard. The Japanese fishermen were even more smug now, directing most of their firepower at the boats and people near the sunken ship, their faces full of sneers.

The Chinese fishermen were gradually losing ground. Several Chinese fishing boats were hit, their hulls riddled with small holes, and they were already showing signs of sinking. The fishermen's faces were covered in gunpowder and blood, but their eyes still revealed determination and resilience.

"This won't do! The boat is going to sink!" a Chinese fisherman shouted anxiously, his voice trembling slightly.

"Then what should we do? Are we just going to give up like this? That won't do!" another fisherman retorted, his eyes blazing with anger.

But now the situation is that they may really not be able to hold on any longer. Just when everyone was feeling desperate, the young fisherman who had just taken the lead suddenly stood up, his eyes revealing determination and resolve.

"We cannot give up. This sea area belongs to China. Even if we die, we will defend it!" he shouted.

"But our guns can't hit them at all," someone said weakly.

"We also have fishing boats, and our fishing boats are weapons too. Since our guns won't work, we'll use our fishing boats to ram and sink all their ships!" The young fisherman's words stunned everyone.

After a brief silence, Chinese fishermen responded enthusiastically.

"Yes, let's fight them! Ram them with our fishing boats!"

"Even if we die, we will make these damned Japanese devils pay the price! We will fight for China!" he said, raising his fist.

"Fight for China!" The fishermen's vow-like voices echoed across the sea, both tragic and heroic.

A Chinese fishing boat took the lead, braving the Japanese artillery fire, charging towards a Japanese fishing boat like an enraged bull. Its bow rose high, stirring up waves, and the boat rocked violently, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

But the fishermen on the boat showed no fear. They gripped the rudder tightly and stared intently at their target ahead.

"Charge!" the young man shouted hoarsely.

With a loud crash, the Chinese fishing boat slammed into the Japanese fishing boat. The collision produced a chilling sound, and both vessels trembled violently.

The Japanese fishermen never expected the Chinese fishermen to be so brave, actually daring to risk their lives with their fishing boats. Their boats were rammed and tilted, and the fishermen fell to the ground, screaming in terror.

The fishermen on the Chinese fishing boats were also having a hard time, especially since their boats were inferior to those of the other fishermen.

The immense impact threw them off balance; some slammed against the ship's gunwale, others crashed onto the deck, their blood staining the salty surface. Ignoring their injuries, they quickly scrambled to their feet, preparing to retreat again and launch another attack.

At the same time, several other Chinese fishing boats also launched an attack, rushing towards the Japanese fishing boats from different directions, like angry petrels bravely charging into the storm.

The Japanese fishermen were terrified by the sudden attack. They never expected that the Chinese fishermen would be so brave and fearless, willing to risk their lives to defend this sea area.

They didn't want to gamble their lives with the Chinese fishermen. They planned to retreat quickly and attack them again when the distance was right. However, their boats were already surrounded by Chinese fishing boats.

The Chinese fishing boats showed no intention of retreating and continued to ram the Japanese vessels after the initial collision. The Japanese fishing boats' cannons were unable to aim at such close range, and their guns were difficult to hold under the repeated impacts.

Chinese fishermen also paid a heavy price. Many of their fishing boats were severely damaged after the collision and could no longer continue sailing. Moreover, there were signs of shipwrecks.

Some fishermen were injured in the collisions, others were grazed by gunfire or artillery fire, and some suffered large burns, but they persevered tenaciously. They supported and encouraged each other, facing this brutal battle together.

"We cannot lose! We must defend our waters!" shouted an injured Chinese fisherman. His voice was weak, but full of strength.

Tang Yue and Gu Yanxi's boats quickly approached, and the Chinese fishing boats that were about to sink were inexplicably lifted up by something, leaving the Chinese fishermen looking at each other in bewilderment.

Tang Yue already knew that a Chinese fishing boat had sunk and disappeared from sight, but it was too far away just now, and Tang Yue couldn't exert any force.

At this moment, she located the ship and used her spiritual power to pull it directly into the sea. After a while, the sunken ship slowly resurfaced.

Both sides stared blankly at the scene before them, somewhat bewildered as to what was happening. The Japanese, in particular, wanted to roar in fury, "What the hell is this?"

How come the ship they worked so hard to sink suddenly floated up again? Is this normal?

Tang Yue stood at the bow of the boat, the sea breeze gently ruffling her hair. Her eyes were expressionless, but she had a clear understanding of the situation. With a casual wave of her hand, the Japanese fishing boats shook violently on the sea as if struck by a heavy object.

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