Wang Shuning lay unconscious in the space. The fish in the river jumped out of the water, splashing water on her body, and the wound on her shoulder gradually stopped bleeding.
The sun sets, and in another hour and a half, it will be dark again.
Eighteen hours have passed since Wang Shuning fell into the water and disappeared.
The helicopter searched the surrounding five nautical miles but still couldn't find her.
Either it sinks to the bottom of the sea a thousand meters deep, or it is actually eaten by sharks.
The second possibility is the most likely. In such a short period of time, An Yanwen's diving speed could not have been slower than Wang Shuning's sinking speed.
Report today's search results to Du Fengguo.
"Keep looking, keep expanding the search range. The sea flows fast, and it may have drifted to another place. Didn't Feng Guoqiang say that Wang Shuning can swim?" Du Fengguo shouted in a rough voice.
Hai Zhaotian: "Wang Shuning was stabbed in the shoulder and bled for more than 20 minutes. When he fell into the water, his body was already very weak. Even if he could swim, he wouldn't have lasted long."
Almost everyone on the 123 warship has determined that Wang Shuning is dead, and now they are searching for her body.
If she wasn't even given a grave to rest in peace, her family would definitely not be able to accept it.
Du Fengguo insisted: "Continue searching."
Hai Zhaotian: “Yes.”
Thirty nautical miles from the high seas.
On the Yuanyang, Liao Tingming was reporting to Du Fengguo: "Report to the regiment commander, the target was found at the coordinate point, and the flag of North Vietnam was flying on the warship."
Du Fengguo looked at the brigade commander Dong Yongguang who was sitting at the top. The people who kidnapped Wang Shuning and his men were also North Vietnamese. "What are they doing?"
Liao Tingming was puzzled and said: "After our warning, they drove the warship to the high seas, but stopped at the border line without any sign of leaving. I suspect they are waiting for someone."
Du Fengguo's chest trembled twice as he exhaled. "The person they are waiting for is gone. Two North Vietnamese enemy soldiers escaped from Jinshan Island and kidnapped Wang Shuning and Feng Guoqiang. The two North Vietnamese enemy soldiers have been killed, Feng Guoqiang has been rescued, and Wang Shuning fell into the sea and his whereabouts are still unknown. The Oceangoing must keep an eye on the other side's movements all the time. They won't wait too long."
Liao Tingming's head was buzzing and his throat was blocked. "Received~ Received~"
After ending the call, he put his hands on the table, blinked continuously, shook his head left and right a few times, then quickly picked up the telescope and ran to the deck to observe the North Vietnamese warships parked on the border of the high seas.
Qi Jianping, who was suddenly hit, looked at Liao Tingming with a gloomy face in confusion. What was going on?
The enemy warships are not moving!
Why is Captain Liao running over here so fast?
One o'clock in the morning.
Three assault boats came down from the North Vietnamese warship and sailed away in three directions other than where the Oceangoing was.
They were going to bypass the Oceanic.
Liao Tingming's eagle eyes were full of fierceness. "Follow them. Once they enter our territorial waters, we will take action immediately and capture them alive."
Knowing that their warships were parked here and watching, they still dared to sneak over here under the cover of night. This is like plucking hair from a tiger's butt and is simply courting death.
Qi Jianping sat in the middle of the assault boat with a gun in his arms, his eyes focused on the dark night ahead.
After the three North Vietnamese assault boats had been sailing along the border for about an hour, at a certain moment, the bows of the boats suddenly rushed into China's territorial waters.
Tian Zhongguo immediately moved the muzzle of the sniper rifle.
Qi Jianping signaled, "Don't worry, wait for them to come in a little longer."
The three sea areas were only fifteen nautical miles apart and the actions were taken almost simultaneously.
Tian Zhongguo and Qi Jianping shot the driver and co-pilot in the head respectively. There was another person on the speedboat. He hurriedly fired a volley of bullets at the speedboat they were on and quickly jumped into the sea.
Qi Jianping jumped into the water decisively.
In the dark and cold sea water, the two men fought each other.
Qi Jianping's fist, as heavy as a thousand pounds, smashed hard into the opponent's hard jawbone, and blood mixed with sea water spurted out of his mouth.
The sea water poured into his mouth and he was about to drown.
Qi Jianping dragged the North Vietnamese soldiers who had no power to resist to the surface of the sea.
Tian Zhongguo quickly pulled the man onto the boat and saw that his chin was crooked. It took a lot of strength.
Three groups, including Qi Jianping and his team, brought back two survivors in total.
Liao Tingming locked the man in the basement of the cabin and interrogated him.
"Tell me, where are we going by boat at this late hour?"
In the dark basement, there was only a beam of white light from above, shining on the interrogation table in front of him.
The captured North Vietnamese soldiers were reluctant to speak.
Liao Tingming and his subordinates stood up and turned off the lights in the room, "Don't let him fall asleep."
The soldier guarding the electric shock device nodded: "Yes."
Liao Tingming arranged for people to interrogate them constantly, not allowing them to sleep for a second. Under the constant mental pressure, they showed signs of collapse.
A subordinate suddenly rushed in from outside and shouted: "Captain, the North Vietnamese warship has left and left the border line."
The North Vietnamese soldier who was locked in the interrogation chair trembled all over, his eyes were filled with despair.
Liao Tingming left one person to continue the interrogation and quickly ran outside to check the situation. The man was indeed walking away, getting farther and farther away, with no intention of slowing down or stopping.
"The people who were sent out haven't returned yet. They must have known something was wrong and given up on leaving."
"Go back and continue the interrogation." Liao Tingming turned and walked into the cabin.
The North Vietnamese soldiers who knew they were abandoned did not survive more than six hours.
Finally, they spit out their mission.
"There are fifteen islands along this sea line. The commander wants us to look for someone."
Liao Tingming frowned, "What else?"
The North Vietnamese soldier lowered his head and said dejectedly: "If there is no one, then look for something on the island, the entry and exit records of Chinese submarine developers, the list of names, their family information, and the family information of the officers stationed on the island."
The soldier who was sitting next to him and was responsible for recording the interrogation process had nystagmus and the ink in his water-based pen leaked, blurring out the area around the horizontal line.
Is the North Vietnamese going to target the family members, killing them directly, or using them to threaten them?
"There are fifteen islands, such a large area, how do you find them?" Liao Tingming continued to ask.
The interrogated person answered: "The triangle mark."
The Oceangoing stayed at the place where Wang Shuning fell into the water for three days but found nothing.
Just when Hai Zhaotian received the order and prepared to return, they received a new mission.
He stared at the coordinates of the fifteen unnamed islands sent by Du Fengguo.
There was no data or hard drive on the two bodies. There were fifteen islands. They refueled on the first island and confronted us before reaching the second island. If the data was hidden in advance, it must be on the first island.
The Oceanic headed towards the island where the empty oil drums were found.
On Jinshan Island, Du Fengguo looked at the brigade commander Dong Yongguang and asked, "What about Wang Shuning?"
Dong Yongguang said solemnly: "Notify her family and the leaders of Yihe Town Primary School to confirm the death."
Du Fengguo's fist trembled slightly, and he said solemnly, "Yes."
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