Chapter 121 Chapter 121 Floating Oil Tank at Sea
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Some people expressed their gratitude, some apologized, some exchanged greetings, but after all the round, most people were curious, wondering how they survived the explosion, how they escaped from the sea of fire, and how they successfully arrived in the East China Sea.
We can talk about other things, but how can we tell the truth about this?
Fortunately, Gu Mengran had been with Zheng Yiji for a long time and had learned a lot from him. Using the limited information he had, he improvised a story that he thought was exciting and logical.
Gu Mengran didn’t know whether others believed it or not, but Xiaodong listened with great interest and believed it without a doubt.
He was at the other end of the dining table, looking at Gu Mengran with admiration, his eyes particularly bright, "You guys are amazing! Not only did you not get hurt after falling from such a high place, you even held your breath and dived into the water to avoid the flames, and swam to the foot of the mountain before the explosion, where you happened to encounter a landslide. A large amount of soil fell and helped you put out the fire, and also mitigated the impact of the explosion..."
"Oh my god, this is so exciting! One thing leads to another, just like reading a novel."
It's based on a novel, how can it be like a novel...
Gu Mengran touched the tip of his nose and said calmly, "Luck, luck. We are able to survive thanks to a lot of luck. Maybe this is our destiny."
"What happened next?" Xiaodong asked impatiently, "We stayed at the lake for several days. Didn't you see us after you went up the mountain?"
Before Gu Mengran could answer, Zheng Yijie, who was sitting next to Xiaodong, knocked on the table and said, "Smoke! The smoke is so thick that it's floating eight feet high. It's a miracle if we can see it. And the fire is so big, what can we do if we see it? They don't have a boat or a high frequency, so they can't contact us unless we see them."
"That's right!" Xiaodong nodded, then sighed, "Oh, we should have paid more attention to our surroundings. They stayed in the mountains for several days and were hungry for several days."
"Fortunately, we were lucky enough to find a fishing boat with plenty of fuel and food. Otherwise, let alone meeting here, we would have starved to death on the mountain."
Gu Mengran smiled dryly, "Yeah, I'm really lucky."
Although the story is rough and casual, as long as the overall framework does not have too serious bugs, the listeners will be able to fill in the details in their imaginations.
Some people might think something is a little strange, like Zhou Jing who was silent and frowned, but they couldn't tell what was wrong. After all, they were just chatting about the escape process, so there was no need for them to lie.
Lies always have loopholes. We can’t continue this topic.
Seeing Xiaodong's lips slightly open, about to ask another question, Gu Mengran quickly cleared his throat and said, "There's nothing special about what happened next. We drove a fishing boat to the East China Sea, and everything went smoothly along the way. Then one night more than a month ago, we encountered a storm at sea and were rescued by the Giant."
After giving a brief account of the second half of the journey, Gu Mengran raised his chin and looked at Xiaodong with interest, "Let me tell you about you. Hengrongsheng is gone, so there shouldn't be enough fuel. How did you get to Donghai so smoothly?"
Xiao Dong was distracted by these two sentences. He completely forgot what he was going to say. He answered Gu Mengran's question excitedly, "This is also a mistake. We all thought we were out of fuel at first. We were worried about what to do when we got to the East China Sea."
"Later, we accidentally discovered that the group of people had hidden some diesel on the boat. You don't know how well it was hidden. Zhou Jing and his friends stayed on the boat for so long without knowing about it. They only found it bit by bit during the general cleaning."
As if worried that Gu Mengran might think there was fuel and not come back to look for them, Xiaodong hurriedly added: "When we found the fuel during the general cleaning, we had been gone for more than a week, and there really wasn't much fuel left. You can check the fuel tank, it's almost empty. If it wasn't for the lack of fuel, we wouldn't have lost the Decheng before."
"I understand, I know." Gu Mengran smiled and waved his hands.
They were excited when talking about this. It seemed that leaving them behind was always a thorn in the hearts of the villagers. Not knowing how to remove this thorn, Gu Mengran could only chat with them about trivial matters and try to avoid this issue.
The method was quite effective, chatting about some unimportant topics, and both sides were relaxed and happy. However, Gu Mengran had a problem, sometimes his mouth was faster than his brain, and he asked a question that ruined the atmosphere without paying attention.
But he was really curious about how those crew members ended up doing.
On the day of seizing the Yongyue, there was a fierce battle and countless casualties on both sides, but the vast majority of villagers could not bring themselves to kill, so compared to those who were beaten to death, there should be more people who were injured and survived.
In this chaotic world, it is easy to deal with corpses. Just throw them into the water and be done with it. But what about those who are still alive? Should we kill them directly to avenge our companions? Or should we be magnanimous and let them live?
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn. No one spoke and the air seemed to be frozen.
There was a one-minute silence, and the last person to stand up was Duan Yueyan.
He met Gu Mengran's gaze, shrugged disapprovingly, and chuckled, "Do you need to ask? Of course we let him go. We are good citizens, not vicious criminals. We would never do such things as murder and arson."
Released? Really released? Gu Mengran was stunned and frowned unconsciously. Just as he was about to speak, Duan Yueyan's calm voice sounded again: "When will the cycle of revenge end? I sent them off the ship, personally, along with the bodies, from the deck."
The words sounded like a tongue twister and Gu Mengran didn't react for a moment, until he caught a glimpse of the cunning flash in Duan Yueyan's eyes, and then he understood the meaning of his words.
The so-called "send" means throwing the seriously injured crew members off the deck.
It made sense. They lost too much in the fight to seize the Yongyue. It was no exaggeration to say that they were stepping on the corpses of their companions. How could they let those murderers go so easily?
Killing someone means paying with your life. That group of people are cruel and ruthless and will do evil. Keeping them will be a disaster.
Leaving someone off the boat is undoubtedly the best option. After all, we are all ordinary people. If we really have to kill someone, I am afraid few people can do it. Leaving someone off the boat seems to be leaving it to fate, but in fact the retreat has been blocked.
If they don't die from the fall, they still have to face the propeller. Even if they are lucky enough to avoid the propeller, without food or boat, how long can they survive in this endless water?
There is absolutely no possibility of survival.
The chat lasted until noon. Gu Mengran was hungry and sleepy, and his eyelids could hardly open. Finally, he could not sit still anymore and asked to return to the Fengyi.
Zheng Yijie was very active. He immediately moved his stool and stood up when he heard this. He hurried to Gu Mengran's side and pulled his sleeve. "Come on, come on. It's been a long time since I went home. It's time to go back and take a look."
"What's wrong with you, Zheng Yijie? Why are you urging them to go back?"
Sister Fang stood up and glared at Zheng Yijie with dissatisfaction, then turned her gaze to Gu Mengran and said with a smile: "Xiao Meng, the Fengyi is out of oil, the lights can't be turned on, and there is no place to stay in this cold weather. I'll ask Xiaodong to prepare two rooms for you next to Grandpa Meng, and you can live here with peace of mind from now on."
"Got it! I'll go right away." Xiaodong stood up and ran.
"No need, Xiaodong, wait a minute."
Gu Mengran called out to Xiaodong who was making a lot of noise, then turned back and nodded to Sister Fang, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Sister Fang. We have a boat, so we still have to go back home. As for the fuel—"
"How are you going to live? The tin house is cold in winter and hot in summer. There is no oil, electricity, water or air conditioning. Won't you freeze to death if you go back?" Zhou Jing suddenly interrupted.
"That's right, Brother Gu. Our fuel can still last for a while."
"Don't be embarrassed. We took this ship together. You have a share."
"There's food, clothing, and shelter on the ship. Just stay here."
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The others followed suit, and Gu Mengran couldn't even open his mouth after hearing what he said.
Finally, Sister Fang realized that he had something to say and waved her hand for everyone to be quiet.
It was not easy to say a word. Gu Mengran cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Don't worry about the fuel. Not only our Fengyi, but also your Yongyue's fuel will be guaranteed in the future. We can even say that we basically don't have to worry about fuel in the future."
Halfway through his speech, he deliberately whetted people's appetite.
Everyone looked at each other and asked questions one after another:
"What's going on, Brother Gu? Don't you have to worry about fuel?"
“I don’t understand Chinese at all.”
"Could it be possible that... you found an offshore oil platform this time?"
“Is this true or false?”
"How is it possible that someone other than a professional can understand the oil platform?"
"That's right, and the oil platforms also bring up crude oil."
"Don't keep me in suspense, Gu Mengran, just say something." Xiaodong was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
The emotions are aroused, that's about it.
Gu Mengran moved the stool away, stood up, and walked slowly to the dining table next to him.
Under the gaze of a group of people, he stood beside Ding Pengyi, spread his hands and solemnly introduced him to everyone: "This is Captain Ding, the supreme commander of the Giant. You can call him Uncle Ding like us."
Although no one knew what this had to do with fuel, everyone was very obedient. As soon as Gu Mengran finished speaking, a uniform and loud "Uncle Ding" echoed throughout the cabin.
"Hello, Uncle Ding!"
"Uncle Ding."
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"Hey, ok, ok, ok, everyone."
Polite young people are liked by others. Ding Pengyi responded with a smile. At the same time, he also understood Gu Mengran's intention. He turned around and said to everyone, "We are all friends from now on. Since you didn't bring any gifts when we first met, Uncle Ding will be responsible for your fuel from now on."
The arrogant speech made everyone stunned for a moment. Some people were still hesitating, but the smart one Duan Yueyan had quickly moved to Ding Pengyi's side and asked indirectly, "Uncle, our Yongyue consumes a lot of fuel. We will take over the whole thing from now on... No matter how much fuel you have, you can't afford such consumption."
"Haha, you're quite a cunning kid." Ding Pengyi heard the hidden meaning, patted Duan Yueyan's arm, and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, Uncle Ding is not the kind of person who can only brag. Uncle Ding always keeps his word."
He was seen through in just one sentence. As expected of a wandering man, Duan Yueyan smiled awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Ding, I didn't mean anything else. Fuel is scarce now, and I just want to have some peace of mind."
You must always be vigilant when you go out. If someone asks about it, Ding Pengyi will definitely not reveal anything. But I just talked with the old captain for a long time and I know that this group of people are grateful and not insidious.
Maybe we will be neighbors in the future. Ding Pengyi thought about it and said frankly: "Our Giant is a supertanker. People who run ships should understand what this means. The ship is carrying heavy oil, which can be used by Yongyue and Fengyi, but the oil tank needs to be cleaned."
"I won't tell you the exact number, but I can tell you a little bit. If we stay still and only use the auxiliary engine to maintain our daily life, it will be more than ten years. If we move and sail for a long time, five or six years will not be a problem. Don't question it, and don't disbelieve it. Do you know what the nickname of our Giant is?"
Without waiting for others to ask, Ding Pengyi smiled confidently:
"——Floating oil storage tank at sea."
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