Vol 2 Chapter 887: Thief
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- Space Monitor Silver Moon
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- 2021-01-31 02:39:28
As a matter of fact, when the Jinwens were working on the original underground anchors, New Jersey did not take them seriously.
When she heard the sound of the engine, she was curious to take a look, but now she found that she was bored and set off to a place farther away from the Clementine to continue driving her single body.
But even if he was driving alone, New Jersey looked at the Clementine from time to time. Because she listened to the International Maritime Channel for a day and did not hear the news of any ship sinking nearby. At the same time, in the international SOS channel, there are no ships or individuals calling for help nearby. Therefore, the large ocean-going salvage ship named Jin Wen appeared here, and it did not appear to be passing by but as if it was doing salvage operations here, which aroused her curiosity.
Anyway, idle is idle, it is better to see what interesting things will happen.
But while she was eating barbecue and drinking beer and listening to rock and roll, she realized that something was wrong. Although the salvage ship seemed to be fishing for the sunken ship all the time, why was she so familiar with the salvaged parts?
"This is... an eight-unit forty-millimeter ‘boom’ gun?"
New Jersey watched the salvage ship in the distance fished out an object full of marine life from the water. With the good eyesight of Ship Niang 100.0, she carefully identified it for a long time and finally recognized it from the eight sticks arranged in two rows in a trapezoid shape. , This thing should be a commonly used anti-aircraft weapon installed on various main warships by the countrymen during World War II --- eight-unit 40mm'Bao Biao' gun.
"My God! They are not fishing... Big Brother and counterattack, right?" New Jersey, who knows the history of the world's navy and knows the end of battleships of various countries, was surprised and covered his mouth.
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The total weight of the eight-gun 40mm "Bang Bang" gun weighs about 15-16 tons. Even after decades of seawater corrosion on the seabed, the weight has not dropped much.
"Big brother! We have made a fortune! The big guy just now has the things that he fished earlier, how much weight can you guess after processing?" Ruan Mingshou was excited to sell his eldest brother.
"How much?" Ruan Mingfu also asked with a smile.
"22.7 tons! Brother, we are rich! Even if the price drops a little, it would be tens of thousands of dollars!" Ruan Mingshou said to his elder brother happily.
"Idiot! Obviously hundreds of thousands of dollars! Let you study hard, study hard, where are you reading now? It's not even good at accounting!" Ruan Mingli glared at his brother, and then smiled happily.
"Hey, don't I have the eldest brother and the second brother here? If you are there, I will just listen to you." Ruan Mingshou scratched the back of his head and smiled at the two brothers.
Seeing that another large piece of warship wreckage of two or three people full of marine life was picked up, Ruan Mingli estimated the weight and said to his elder brother:
Big brother, I think it’s almost enough. If we fish too much, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
"Trouble? Brother, what are you talking about? What trouble can this be? This is the high seas. Which country's law can govern us when we are fishing on the high seas? If I say we should fish more, and wait for the scrap to go back. As soon as I sell it, I also learn from the big people in our place to raise two beautiful girls outside!" Ruan Mingshou said to his second brother disapprovingly.
"What do you know better than you! Big brother, although this is on the high seas, we must also prevent passing ships or warships from seeing them and asking. There is no shipwreck near here recently, and no ships are here. There was a disaster in Shanghai nearby. By that time, we had too many things on the ship and it was not safe! Besides, things are rare and expensive. Although the steel fished from the sea is very valuable, it also depends on the quantity. If we say, let’s breathe a sigh of relief. With so many, I am afraid that the purchase price will not be as high as before!" Ruan Mingli explained the stakes to his elder brother.
"Well, what the second brother said makes sense. Let's let the brothers get another bigger piece, and then we will stop and go home. After we sell it, we will have more money, so that the brothers will have more money. I have some money to go back and have a good life. What do you think?" Ruan Mingfu asked his second brother after thinking about it.
"Yes, just do what you said, brother." Ruan Mingli nodded.
As soon as his voice fell, he heard a commotion in the center of the deck where the salvaged objects were handled. Vaguely, could he still hear someone yelling dead?
"The third child, go and see." Ruan Mingfu ordered to his third brother.
"okay!"
Ruan Mingshou nodded, turned and walked out.
After a while, he came back and said to his elder brother and second brother: "It's nothing, but in the steel box that was just picked up, there were a few dead men who turned into bones, which shocked the brothers."
"Become a dead man with bones? Impossible? It's not on the shore. How many years have been sunk in the sea, how can there be bones left?" Nguyen Mingfu asked puzzled.
"Big brother, how do I know? It's nothing serious. I asked my brothers to clean up all the dead bones and throw them into the sea~EbookFREE.me~ Ruan Mingshou scratched his head and said to his big brother.
"Here... Forget it. Hurry up and finish this ticket, let's go home!" Ruan Mingli was instinctively uncomfortable when he heard Ruan Mingshou's handling method, but thinking about it, it must be too late to call it, so I decided to forget it.
"Okay, brothers, speed up their hands and feet, and get another big one and we will go home! When we sell these scraps and pay off the bank loan, we will take them to the best place in Hanoi to be happy!" Nguyen Myung Phuc picked up the walkie talkie and adjusted The radio channel inside the ship said loudly.
"Great!"
The crew's cheers came from the deck.
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The more New Jersey looked at it, the more it felt wrong. Combined with the knowledge she gained after coming into this world, she realized that her previous guess was probably correct. This group of people is not a regular salvage ship, but the thieves who secretly salvaged the sunken warship and exchanged steel for money!
After realizing this, she suddenly became furious.
Even though her predecessor as the battleship USS New Jersey did not sink in the war, she never hoped and would never allow these steel tombs in the sea to be disturbed by thieves.
"The sea remembers history, and the sea is the best cemetery for sailors, regardless of whether they were hostile or not." New Jersey whispered, and then she prepared to call the police to let the police deal with these thieves.
But just when she just picked up the satellite phone to report the crime, the several long plastic bags dropped from the Golden Document made her put down the satellite phone in her hand.
Jian Niang's 100.0 vision clearly told her that those were the corpses of the sailors who sank with her warship.
Without a word, New Jersey returned to the yacht's cab to start the yacht, and slowly sailed towards the Clementine.
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