"Holy crap, this fish is amazing. Even a shark can't beat it."

"What kind of fish is that? And why does it have a saw growing out of its head?"

"Damn, what a strange fish..."

The boatmen were astonished by the chaotic battle in the sea.

They didn't seem afraid at all.

I've seen plenty of sharks, and they don't usually jump onto boats, so what's there to be afraid of?

"That's a sawfish. The saw-like thing is its upper lip, which is also its weapon for survival..."

Feng Ye gave everyone a brief introduction to the relevant knowledge about sawfish.

The boatmen listened with great interest, their eyes glued to the fierce battle raging on the sea.

Luo Zhiping turned his head and asked, "Ah Ye, shouldn't we think of a way to catch this big guy? This fish is so big and looks so strange, it must be a rare find."

"We must arrest them, we definitely must arrest them."

Feng Ye nodded firmly. "This guy tore the fishing net. We can't let it get away. We have to catch it."

At that moment, the trawl net was retrieved onto the deck.

There was no need to change the crane; the wire mesh rolling machine pulled it up directly from the tail slide.

Because there weren't many fish left in the net, and they didn't weigh much.

Looking at the empty net, everyone's faces were filled with anger and righteous indignation, wishing they could grab the sawfish and tear it to pieces.

"But how do we catch it?"

Ah-Can frowned and said, "It's too big, and it can even tear a trawl net. A hand-thrown net would be even worse; it's not as sturdy as a trawl net."

This statement also reflects everyone's concerns.

They all frowned, deep in thought, trying to figure out how to catch the culprit who had torn the trawl net.

Feng Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately came up with a plan.

He said, "If one hand-thrown net isn't enough, then bring a few more. Let's see how many fishing nets that 'saw' can cut through. Once it's tangled up, I'll finish it off with one shot."

After hearing this, everyone was drawn to the idea and thought it might be successful, so it was worth a try.

"Good idea, we can give it a try."

"Let's each throw a net down and maybe we can actually catch this big guy."

"Go get the fishing net, I'll go get the fishing net."

"I'll go too..."

Everyone left the aft deck and ran into the cabin to get the hand-thrown nets.

Feng Ye put down the bowls and chopsticks first, then went up to the second floor and spoke to Ye Chenliang, who was steering the boat, asking him to turn back and approach the fighting sharks and sawfish.

He then went into his sleeping pod, took out his Thompson submachine gun, and carried it back to the deck.

The boat was already turning around, and no one went to the aft deck; instead, they waited on the foredeck with their fishing nets.

Feng Ye said to everyone, "When the boat gets closer, you should cast out the hand nets one by one."

Hand-thrown nets don't cover a large area, so it's easy for the animal to escape; it might run away before you can even reel it in.

So don't wait for the sinker to sink to the bottom. As soon as the net is cast out, you should pull it hard a few times to try and entangle it.

I will also wait for the right moment to fire, preventing it from escaping by 'sawing' through the hand-thrown net.

If it weren't for the fact that the trawl net was too big and too heavy to be thrown out like a hand-thrown net, he would have wanted to make use of the broken trawl net.

However, hand-thrown nets also have their advantages; they are highly flexible and can be thrown from different angles.

The problem is that the net cable for hand-throwing nets is too thin and its load-bearing capacity is not very good. I don't know if his method will actually work.

Everyone responded and began preparing their fishing nets, eager to try.

"Be careful not to net a shark. Dealing with a sawfish is troublesome enough; if you net a shark too, it will be even more difficult."

Feng Ye reminded him again.

After turning around, the Donglai slowly approached the area of ​​the battle.

Meanwhile, the battle on the sea was still raging.

The sawfish rampaged through the shark swarm, injuring sharks wherever its "saw" went.

Normally, a sawfish would have no chance of hitting a shark, since the two swim at vastly different speeds.

Sawfish are among the slowest swimming fish, averaging only 3 kilometers per hour, which is significantly slower than sharks.

However, the sharks were now driven mad by the sight of blood and had no intention of escaping. Instead, they fought each other and attacked the sawfish.

This gave the sawfish a chance to fight back.

However, it was also badly injured by the sharks, with blood gushing from several places on its body.

As the Donglai gradually approached, the boatmen gripped their hand-thrown nets tightly, their eyes fixed on the sawfish's movements.

Seeing that the distance was about right, Feng Ye seized the opportunity and reminded them to cast their net.

"It's time to cast the fishing nets."

At the same time, he raised his gun and aimed it at the sawfish's head.

"clear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah-Can threw out his fishing net, which arced through the air and accurately caught the sawfish.

The timing of the net casting was perfect; it was just when the sawfish was at its most powerful, and the other sharks were temporarily exposed while trying to avoid its attack.

This meant that Ah-chan's fishing net only caught the sawfish and didn't catch the shark.

Immediately afterwards, the other boatmen also cast their hand nets out, and the nets spread out in the air, falling towards the sawfish.

As soon as Ah-chan's hand-thrown net fell and covered the sawfish, it immediately began to struggle violently, trying to break free of its restraints.

As the second, third, and even more fishing nets were cast, its struggles intensified.

Its long "saw" swung wildly, and its body twisted erratically, trying to cut through the fishing net and escape.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

Feng Ye fired decisively; the bullet sliced ​​across the sea and struck the sawfish precisely.

Unfortunately, the shot was not fatal.

Because the sawfish struggled so violently, the bullet missed its head and only hit its body.

Moreover, he no longer had the chance to finish off the enemy.

The sawfish struggled even more violently because of the pain, thrashing about and splashing water all over the deck.

The fishing net, too, gradually became shredded under its frantic tearing, like a saw.

However, the fishing nets were layered and incredibly binding, and the sawfish's struggles only made the nets entangle tighter.

Even though it cut the fishing net with its "saw," the rest of its body remained firmly bound and it could not completely break free.

With its freedom restricted and its body wracked with pain, the sawfish grew increasingly ferocious and agitated, constantly rolling on the surface of the sea, its "saw" swinging haphazardly in vain.

On the sea, blood stained the waves, and a school of sharks swam around, watching intently.

Faced with the berserk sawfish, the sharks dared not approach easily, but only waited at a distance for an opportunity to strike.