The sun shines on the sparkling sea, and the clean and clear water glows blue.

After several months of hard work, the ocean cleaning balls have finally cleaned up all the garbage in China's waters.

Fishing boats shuttled across the sea, fresh fish and shrimps were caught on board one after another, and the fishermen showed long-lost smiles on their faces.

"Wow, the sea water is clean and dry, and the fish are plentiful and beautiful!"

An old fisherman laughed and poured a full net of fish into the bucket on the deck, his face unable to hide his joy.

"Oh, the cleaning ball is really awesome! In the past, it was impossible to clean out all the garbage and oil stains. Now that the house is clean and dry, it is comfortable to clean it up!"

The young fishermen happily agreed as they mended their nets.

"Haha, let's collect the boat and go back later, dry some dried fish, and send it to the people in the future! I heard that they are so poor that they have nothing, and the thin roads are so frozen that they can't even eat enough."

The old fisherman said cheerfully, patting the big bucket, "Just waiting for our fish to help!"

Under the sunshine, the fishermen are busy but full of hope.

However, just as they were preparing to collect their nets and return home, several strange ships suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

"Hey, Xiang, what are you looking at?" a young fisherman asked, pointing into the distance.

"It looks like a big boat..." The old fisherman squinted his eyes and raised his hand to cover the sun to take a closer look.

He soon discovered that those boats did not look like fishing boats at all.

It was a fleet of gray-painted ships, well-equipped, with a group of strange figures standing on the deck.

Their movements were mechanical and cold, their skin was abnormally pale, and they were obviously fakes.

Next to them, there gathered a group of foreign mercenaries in camouflage uniforms.

"What fake people! There are gringos!"

The old fisherman's voice lowered and his eyes became alert.

"What are they doing? It's like they're hitting the cleaning ball over there!"

The young fisherman pointed at the cleaning ball working on the sea.

The puppet fleet was slowly approaching the Cleaning Sphere, making no secret of their intentions.

"It's noisy!" The old fisherman stood up and said in a serious voice, "It's not a big deal, they want to get cleaning balls!"

"What?! The cleaning balls are our lifeblood!"

The young fisherman suddenly became excited and clenched his fists.

The old fisherman slapped the steering wheel and shouted:

"Rush over and stop them! Don't let them cause damage!"

Several fishing boats roared their engines and rushed towards the fake fleet, trying to block the cleaning ball.

"Hey! This is the Chinese sea area, you don't want to mess around!"

The old fisherman picked up the megaphone and shouted at the fake fleet.

The dummies and mercenaries did not respond at all, but looked at the fishermen coldly. Several speedboats sailed away from the main ship and continued to approach the cleaning ball.

"They won't listen at all!" The young fisherman clenched the pennies in his hands angrily, "Dad, we're going to hit you!"

"Crash!" The old fisherman gritted his teeth, turned the bow of the boat and rammed directly into one of the speedboats.

The two ships collided violently with a loud noise, and the mercenaries on the speedboat couldn't help but step back a few steps, swearing and picking up their weapons.

"Come on, I'm trying to scare you!" The young fisherman raised his pennies and jabbed them against the side of the speedboat.

The other side showed no sign of weakness, and several speedboats continued to speed up, trying to bypass the fishing boats' obstruction.

"No, our fishing boats alone can't handle it!" the young fishermen shouted anxiously.

The old fisherman quickly picked up the satellite phone: "Dial the Coast Guard quickly! Call the Coast Guard to come over!"

A few minutes later, a low engine sound was heard in the distance.

A fleet appeared on the sea, red and blue warning lights flashing, and a majestic figure approached quickly.

"The Coast Guard is here! Help!" When the fishermen saw the Coast Guard fleet, their faces showed relief.

The captain of the Coast Guard issued a warning via loudspeaker:

"Attention ships ahead, this is Chinese waters! Your actions are illegal. Stop your operations immediately and accept inspection!"

The puppet fleet did not stop, but continued to approach the cleaning ball. Several speedboats tried to forcefully break through the defense lines of fishing boats and coast guard.

"They want to grab it head-on!" the young fisherman clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

The captain of the Coast Guard gave an order: "All ships, get ready, intercept the enemy ship, use force if necessary!"

The muzzle of the gun turned low and pointed directly at the main ship of the puppet fleet.

The puppet fleet obviously realized that continued confrontation would only lead to more serious consequences.

After a brief standoff, they eventually retreated.

Several speedboats quickly returned, and the fake fleet turned around and gradually disappeared at the end of the horizon.

"Let's go! Those bad guys are finally leaving!" The young fisherman let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The old fisherman patted the side of the boat: "The coast guard is here, who dares to mess around? You don't even know what the rules are until they try it!"

When everything returned to calm, the fishermen breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the sea surface that had returned to peace.

"Finally nothing happened." The young fisherman smiled, "Let's continue drying some fish and send them to the people in the future."

The old fisherman nodded with a determined look: "No one can mess with China's affairs! People in the future will know that we can hold on to it."

The sun shone on the sea again, the cleaning ball continued to work quietly, and the clean sea water reflected the blue sky, as if nothing had happened.