"Ah? It's just a fishing net. I thought it was something mysterious."
"Exactly, they were talking about some kind of bewitching array, but they didn't explain it clearly, which gave us a false alarm."
"Yes, I was scared by the name..."
"Ah Ye, what do we do now? Should we help them?"
Feng Ye shook his head: "No rush, let's check the situation first and confirm whether they are lying."
"Yes, it's always good to be careful."
Luo Zhiping nodded. "We were also worried that it might be a trap. Who knows if this ship is a pirate ship, pretending to call for help but actually trying to lure us in."
"So, I took all the guns down."
Feng Ye patted the Thompson submachine gun slung over his shoulder.
"So that's why you brought the gun out. It was just in case."
Luo Zhiping laughed loudly, "But you look really impressive carrying it like that. Look, they're all scared and hiding."
Looking at the empty deck of the ship, Feng Ye suddenly slapped his thigh: "Damn, do they think we're pirates?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Holy crap, that's actually possible."
"Ah Ye is carrying a gun on his shoulder. Anyone would be scared."
"What should we do? We were just trying to be careful, but we ended up scaring them."
"Haha, that's hilarious! We thought they might be pirates, but they thought we were pirates. This misunderstanding is pretty big..."
The group chatted amongst themselves, creating an atmosphere that was both awkward and amusing.
Feng Ye was carefully observing every detail of the fishing boat.
The boat had all sorts of fishing equipment, though some were old, and the deck was piled with fishing nets, baskets, and other tools, making it look like a fishing boat that had encountered an accident.
However, he remained vigilant, keeping his eyes fixed on the ship, watching for any suspicious signs.
After a while, someone on the fishing boat cautiously poked their head out again. Seeing that the Donglai had not come any closer, they breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still seemed tense.
A middle-aged man waved his hand and shouted, "You...you..."
"Don't get me wrong, we're not bad people."
Feng Ye gave a wry smile. "The reason I took out my gun was for self-defense. After all, you can't be too careful. We were also worried that you might be pirates and set a trap to lure us in."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head vigorously, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! We are really fishermen, not pirates. We've just run into trouble and have no choice but to ask for help."
"What trouble have you encountered? Have you lost motivation?"
"Yes, the propeller got tangled in the fishing net and can't move forward. The radio broke down earlier, so we can't even call for help. Luckily we met you. Please, have mercy and help us."
How can you prove that what you're saying is true?
Feng Ye, however, dared not believe it easily and remained vigilant.
Although the other party spoke earnestly, caution is necessary on this sea full of unknown dangers.
The middle-aged man quickly said, "You can go to the stern of our boat and take a look; you can see the fishing nets underwater."
"Okay, let's confirm first."
Feng Ye turned to the wheelhouse and shouted, "Ah Can, steer the boat to their stern, let's see if it's really a fishing net."
After receiving the instruction, Ah-Can skillfully maneuvered the boat in an arc, heading towards the stern of the fishing boat.
Everyone craned their necks to carefully examine the area beneath the water's surface.
Sure enough, you could vaguely see fishing nets floating on the water's surface, extending all the way down to the bottom of the boat.
"I see it, there really is a fishing net."
"I saw it too, it's quite a big one."
"It seems he was telling the truth, he wasn't lying, it really must be tangled in the propeller..."
Feng Ye nodded: "Yes, it seems we've really run into trouble."
He then shouted at the middle-aged man, "Since the propeller is tangled in the fishing net, didn't you try to find a way to fix it?"
The middle-aged man helplessly spread his hands: "We've tried, but the fishing nets are tangled too much and too tightly, there's no way to clean them."
Moreover, the seawater is too cold; one cannot stay underwater for long without being able to endure it, and it is impossible to work underwater for extended periods.
We took turns going down and tried for a long time, but to no avail. We were forced to drift with the waves.
Please help us drag us away. I will thank you profusely.
Feng Ye asked, "How long have you been drifting here? And where did you drift from?"
It was getting dark, and they hoped they wouldn't accidentally stumble into a maze.
To maximize the harvest, it's impossible to set up just one of these maze-like formations; usually, multiple formations are used.
"It drifted over from over there."
The middle-aged man pointed southwest and said, "We've been drifting for more than two days and one night. The radio broke down the day before yesterday evening, so we started to return. But in the middle of the night, the propeller suddenly got tangled in the fishing net and we couldn't move. We've been drifting ever since."
"Why don't you drop anchor? If you keep drifting like this, aren't you afraid of drifting into the waters off Taiwan?"
"We tried, but dropping anchor didn't work. We don't know what's going on down there, the anchor just can't grip the seabed."
That explanation makes sense.
The seabed is a complex environment where anything can happen, and it's not uncommon for anchors to fail to grip the seabed, especially on muddy or sandy surfaces.
Feng Ye's doubts were completely dispelled.
"Wait here, I'll go and contact a rescue ship for you right away."
"Huh? Aren't you going to help us get back?"
"It's too far from the shore. It would take three or four hours to tow you back, and the round trip would take at least six or seven hours. It would be best if we could contact a rescue ship so as not to delay our departure at sea."
"Oh, I see... That's fine then, thank you for your help..."
Feng Ye handed the gun to Luo Zhiping and told the boatmen to remain vigilant.
While we believe in what happened to that ship, it's always good to be cautious.
He turned and went to the wheelhouse. He first had Ah-Can stop the boat at a certain distance, and then explained the situation to the Dong Sheng and Feng Shou.
Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan and Xiao Zhaojun both felt that contacting a rescue ship was the more appropriate solution.
They were setting out to sea, not returning; spending too much time helping tow the boat back would delay their journey and fishing time significantly.
Even though the middle-aged man said he would thank him properly, it was still a losing proposition.
Six or seven hours is enough to haul two nets, how much money will we lose?
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