Chapter 208: Dilemma

The sound of gunfire, anger, and the shaking of the ship continued.
The atmosphere of the entire ship became anxious, and the crew fought fiercely with these half-man, half-fish deep divers.
Faced with the firearm attacks of the crew, the deep dives counterattacked with strange weapons made of various corals, most of which were melee weapons, but there were also long-range weapons.
"Which~" A spear with a rope shot over and pierced a sailor's belly. The rope collapsed tightly and dragged the screaming sailor's exposed intestines towards them.
The next second, the rope slackened, and Charles shot the head of the deep diver who was pulling the rope.
Although the deep divers look terrifying, they are not as powerful as the other island natives Charles has encountered. For a time, the two sides fought equally.
However, as time goes by, Charles still has a disadvantage in general. There are endless underwater divers, and as long as the crew is injured, there is one less.
Charles knew that this was not the way, he kicked the monster in front of him, quickly rushed to the deck gun, and skillfully loaded it.
"Boom!!" The sound of the artillery sounded, and a thick tentacle on the ship exploded directly into two sections, and the Narwhal suddenly mentioned it.
The gunfire continued, the tentacles were quickly interrupted, and the ship finally regained its freedom.
"Man, go! Leave this place first!!"
The narwhal began to accelerate, and she shuttled over the city of deep divers like a speedboat.
On the deck, Charles led the crew to clean up the remaining deep divers. Without support, they were retreating.
Just as Charles shot a lurker in the heart, a black figure rushed towards him from the lower left.
Charles almost subconsciously pulled the trigger on that side.
"Ding!" The bullet was actually blocked by the dagger in its hand. Ordinary deep divers definitely did not have such agility, it was Deep.
The former sailor slammed into Charles and flew towards the sea next to him. "Captain! You believe me once! I really do it for your own good!"
Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face before him, Charles clenched his teeth and pulled the trigger at his heart.
Facing this kind of injury, Dip still insisted on letting go, his eyes staring at Charles pleadingly. "Captain...you believe me..."
"Get out of here!!" Charles's prosthesis smashed into his face like a sledgehammer, his knees shrank, and he separated the two in midair.
"Kakaka" Charles's anchor hook was nailed to the ship, leading him back quickly, and when Dip plunged into the water, the Narwhal was gone.
Just when Charles thought the crisis was about to pass, at the forefront of the hull, a black dirt foam rolled, and a humanoid creature with tentacles on its face rose from the foam and suspended on the sea.
"Lily!!! Give him a shot!!!" Charles shouted.
"Boom boom boom!" The gun sound continued, and as several water jets exploded on the sea, the last shell hit the thing.
The black smoke dissipated quickly, and the creature was unscathed.
Charles' pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant. "How is it possible!! What the is this thing made of! Not even good for shells!?"
At this moment, the octopus's head lifted his dirty mucus fingers and pointed at Charles's bow.
Although nothing happened, everyone on the ship felt a suffocating feeling.
Just when that feeling became stronger and stronger, it suddenly stopped, and the Narwhal passed by without any occurrence.
Charles looked at the eyes in the tentacle, always feeling that he was staring at him.
That thing seemed to be their last attack, and the surrounding deep dives finally started to dive, and they finally began to retreat.
The Narwhal was still speeding at high speed. They didn't know where to go, but no matter where they were going, it was always right to stay away from the place just now.
Looking at the messy deck, a deep sense of loss enveloped Charles's heart, and he would never have thought that his former companions betrayed him.
Charles took a deep breath and cheered up. Now he didn't think his crew needed themselves at this time.
The crew began to clean up the battlefield quickly, some sorting supplies, and some helping the wounded.
This time the loss was great. The second tube was killed, the third tube died, one sailor died, and four other crew members were seriously injured. It can be said that everyone was injured.
Charles, who was sitting in the captain's cabin, had a sullen face. He was not sad for the loss of the crew, but was impatient for another matter.
If it was said that there was still a possibility of finding a way back before, then after a battle with the Deep Diver, they had completely lost their way at this time.
Looking at the intricate chart in front of him, Charles really doesn't know where the ship is currently, and wherever he goes now is wrong.
"What can you do?" Charles, who folded his arms on his chest, asked the first officer in front of him.
"Sacrifice..."
Charles sighed, "Let's limit the distribution of fresh water first. It's not a last resort, let's not make this cruel choice, our crew is running out."
"Perhaps... we... will take a few... slaves...Fattan... all the boats... do this..."
Charles lowered his head in silence.
The Narwhal began a long wandering life on the sea. They have been heading south now. No one knows the specific goal.
When the order to reduce fresh water was issued, the crew immediately understood the current situation, no one opposed, and silently completed the current task.
A sense of repression was enveloped over the Narwhal. Charles didn't like this feeling. He felt his head hurt again.
"Mr. Charles, let you drink this water." Lily put a glass of water in front of Charles, who was writing his voyage diary.
"Where did this water come from?" Charles picked up the cup~EbookFREE.me~ and pursed his chapped lips.
"I saved it with everyone, our teacher can be thirsty, and the mouse can drink the swill in the kitchen."
Charles held Lili in his hands distressedly. He knew that this little girl was just lying to himself, how tight the fresh water is now, how could there be swill in the kitchen.
He lifted it and took a sip, then handed Lily the cup in his hand. "I'm not thirsty anymore, you can drink it."
Lily picked up the cup but did not drink, and said sadly: "Mr. Charles, will we be thirsty? There seems to be only a thin layer left in the tank."
"Is there only a little left..." Charles thought for a moment and then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
When he came to the kitchen, he still carried a bucket of water in his hand.
"Mr. Charles, this is sea water acridine. Drinking it will kill you."
"There is a way to turn sea water into fresh water, maybe it will allow us to support it for a while."