Knowing that death is certain, no one can hold on to any luck and hope for a miracle before death.

Xing Datong was not exempt from vulgarity, and even thought that he was most likely to see a miracle happen. He was the only strong man in the container who weighed more than 100 kilograms. However, now, he was completely desperate.

An hour ago, someone boarded the ship, for the first time in four days. The voice was very close, at most fifty meters away. I could clearly hear a voice with a northern accent saying: "Open your nose and smell it, I hope there is no chemical leakage."

"

Because it was in Mandarin, Xing Datong thought he was hearing hallucinations. Another voice came: "The gas cans are left behind, and the bottled water is moved away!" This time it was not wrong, and he didn't bother to think about it. Why was he coming from China? He was excited.

he yelled.

"Whoa whoa……"

The crow was very much like a rooster, but unfortunately it wasn't as loud as a rooster. It sounded more like the sound of a deaf-mute person. He didn't give up, and used his hands and feet to climb to the side of the container closest to the sound, and slapped it hard. After just a few slaps, he lay on someone's back.

He cried bitterly on his thigh. It was not a slap, it was a touch on his lover's body. It didn't make much noise, and it was not as loud as his cat-like cry. It was also a bit rewarding, and the few tears he cried allowed him to taste the long-lost feeling.

Moisture and salt. For fifty-nine hours, not a drop of water was taken in, and the food could be traced back to three days ago, including the "delicious food" prepared by Dr. Chen. In fact, Dr. Chen maintained the plan for three days and went bankrupt the next day.

. With such food, four children would feel hungry after eating it for a day, let alone forty-seven young men. It is a miracle that his body still has the strength to move until now.

"Boom!"

The empty Red Bull can hit Xing Datong in the face and he fell to the ground with a sound. There were three other people in the container who could lift their hands and feet. Dr. Chen and his boyfriend Zhang Wei probably relied on the pills and potions in the medicine box. Liu Wei's physique was second to none.

In Xing Datong, it was just a matter of force. The person who threw the empty Red Bull can was Zhang Wei, who seemed to have something to discuss. Apparently, he also heard the noise outside.

"A bull, a signal?"

Xing Datong almost lost his strength when he climbed up to Dr. Chen. Dr. Chen handed over a small book and pen with difficulty. The characters on it looked like passwords.

Listen to Red Bull!

It was hard to understand Xing Datong's anger at leaving. Two dead glasses, I selflessly sacrificed food and drink, how dare I... I cursed in my heart, and when I saw Dr. Chen taking in more air and less coming out, his mood turned to emotion. He was planning for the critical moment.

Ah! There is no monopoly. This is the way to save people.

"I can send signals!"

"?"

"Collect lighters and explode!"

Regarding sending signals, Xing Datong imagined a variety of ways. Lighting a lighter was the last resort. The premise for this was that someone cared about their life and death and was nearby. At the moment, he didn't care about anything. He just found himself close

I was exhausted and couldn't do anything at the last resort, so I cried in despair. With energy replenishment, the situation was completely different. I wrote and communicated in a notebook. In the next scene, Zhang Wei's hand penetrated Dr. Chen's crotch, and he almost fainted.

Damn you girl in the house! Well... what I took out was Red Bull, not anything else.

"Drink some, too!"

The Red Bull was a whole unopened can, otherwise Xing Datong suspected it was excrement. He drank two small sips to extinguish the flames in his throat. Now that he could speak in a low voice, he grabbed Dr. Chen's cup and poured in a third of it.

, handed it to the pair of desperate mandarin ducks. Finally, he wrapped the life-saving red bull in a plastic bag and began the last-ditch preparations.

"Xing, Uncle Xing..."

Xing Datong searched more than 20 people in the container and was surprised not to find a single dead person. Most of them were in a state of shock or semi-consciousness. At the end of the search, someone called out, it was Liu Bo. No need to ask, he was begging for food. He thought twice

, carefully took out the red bull and fed it to Liu Bo.

"I'll take it, you order it!"

A total of twelve disposable lighters were found, and Liu Bo went all out, hoping to be worthy of the two people who saved Red Bull. Xing Datong didn't like people trying to be heroes, and there was no need. He tore open Dr. Chen's notebook and rolled it into a ball with a piece of paper.

Put a disposable lighter on it. Light the paper ball and conduct the first test. Paper is also a precious food. Dr. Chen's "delicious food" ran out, and the chocolate wrapper went into his stomach first. Others, dinner paper, toilet paper, newspapers,

There were also magazines and the like, most of which were divided and eaten.

"Bang!"

There was resonance from the container, and the slight explosion was quite loud. It was much louder than shouting or slapping the container, and could be heard twenty meters away.

After half an hour of tossing, Xing Datong felt cold all over, his hands and feet were shaking, and he was shaking. It was still so cold, probably two or three degrees above zero. He felt exhausted again, and the newly added energy was overdrawn. Red Bull had about four points left.

One, he couldn't drink it all right away. He planned to light up a lighter every half hour, relying on what was left. He hugged Liu Wei tightly to keep warm, and finally stopped shaking. If the rescue didn't come, he would probably kill someone if he wanted to survive.

He had satisfied his hunger and quenched his thirst. This crazy thought flashed across his mind, and he slapped himself hard. He was more than willing but not strong enough, so he slapped his cheek with his palm and touched his face once.

At about the same time, Yete's search and rescue work was in full swing.

The two large cargo ships of the "Sea Supermarket" are Panamax bulk carriers running in opposite directions, going around the world from Asia through the Strait of Malacca, through the Indian Ocean, the Red Sea, the Suez Canal, the Strait of Gibraltar, and the Atlantic Ocean to the east coast of the United States.

Then cross the Panama Canal and meet up with the multi-purpose ship coming from Asia. From this point of view, the stowaways must be on the multi-purpose ship. Su Ming is right. However, things are not that simple. Two self-propelled barges carrying materials to fight an ambush cannot

Counting, including the one that "leased" Carl. Three container ships came for transshipment, and a lot of containers were exchanged from the two large ships. When the container ship was sent away, the containers were transferred again. Like this, it's all a mess.

Not to mention that Lao Mi’s 76 naval gun fired blindly, knocking out dozens of containers and smashing them, and it’s unknown how many of them sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Oh, I didn't think of this?" Lao Ye said in a guilty tone.

Ye Te asked strangely: "Should you have thought of it?" Old Ye said: "Yes, you should have thought of it when you met domestic seafarers. Alas, there was a popular saying more than ten years ago that the most important thing in the 21st century is talent. By now

Nowadays, there are so many talents from all walks of life in China, especially middle- and low-end talents in the manufacturing and service industries, that they are everywhere. However, Europe and the United States are in very short supply. Naturally, some people want to take advantage of other evil ways to take a chance."

"That's true. I paid 40 dollars for a haircut in Los Angeles, and 40 dollars included a massage when I returned home." Ye Te is not a homebody. When he goes online, he only cares about the military and sports, and other things are too much for his brain.

"In a sense, there is a surplus of talent!" Lao Ye talked enthusiastically. "To accuse the domestic people of poor quality is to be picky and tell lies. With the rise of the country, some experts cold-bloodedly said 'demographic dividend', but their intentions are very different.

In fact, the scale and achievements of many years of popularization of education and women's liberation are unprecedented or even unprecedented in human history. There is no doubt that the number of college students ranks first in the world, and it is increasing year by year. Just look at the college entrance examination season and you will know. Oh.

, your kid didn’t take the college entrance examination, so you don’t understand it. The most intuitive example in front of you, Abeto hired a large number of domestic seafarers, certainly not because he likes our culture, but because of the survival of the fittest in the workplace. The seafarer profession is relatively high-end, and you can get an ordinary job

Let’s talk about it! Good health, hard work, intelligence and ability are almost the same characteristics. They have an advantage that other ethnic groups cannot match, and many scholars ignore it intentionally or unintentionally. That is, they do not have any barbaric or unconventional stereotypes.

The most rare thing is that wage earners are literate. No matter how poor they are, they are still literate, and 90% of them have a junior high school education or above. This means that people from all walks of life can get jobs with a little simple training. Over time, a large number of skilled workers have been formed.

Team. These people have been trained in all walks of life. A ghost factory owner told me that the profits created by a domestic worker are not comparable to those of ten people from other ethnic groups. They are like plug-and-play

The software does not need to be started, just install it and you can use it..."

After a pause, Lao Ye lit his half-smoked cigar and said uncertainly: "It is rare to have more than 200 stowaways. Maybe they are not from our country."

"Ah, are there many?" Ye Te said in a strange voice, "There are as many talents as dogs, and fools are everywhere. Hehe... Why don't I feel it?" The stowaways have lost their status, but they can't say it. After all, they are compatriots,

Especially now that every compatriot is precious. He also lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "What a nice person. Training to be a sailor is just right. The problem of sailing the ship is solved."

"Don't be too happy too early. From all walks of life I talked about, including pornography, gambling, drugs, etc., we may rescue murderers, robbers, drug dealers, prostitutes, embezzlers..."

The country is developing rapidly. It is not difficult for serious people to go abroad, and there are legal channels to work abroad. Only those who commit crimes or intend to immigrate will take the risk of smuggling across the country. Old Ye put a pair of running shoes into a large plastic bag, stood up and stretched

, there are dozens of the same plastic bags around him.

With so many people added at once, preparations must be made in advance, with medicine and food first. Tugboats and oil and water vessels have rescue functions, as do large and small warships. There are many ready-made rescue packages, which have been handed over to the search and rescue teams. The weather is cold, so clothing must be kept.

Above. Clothes, hats, shoes and socks fished out of the sea are piled up on the warship. The film packaging box does not seep water, and the water marks are still new after drying. It comes in handy now. In the plastic bag, the base layer suit

, one set of thickened sweatshirts, two sets of underwear, two pairs of socks, and a pair of running shoes.

Lin Yaohui led the search and rescue team, while Ye Te and Shunzi were responsible for packing the clothes. Old Ye also came down from the bridge to help. The three of them spent two hours packing 300 plastic bags. Even with not so many people, they were prepared.

"I can imagine that when people are rescued, the scene will be miserable. Don't be soft-hearted. The composition of these people is very complex. In a short period of time, I suggest that they be detained to see the consequences." Lao Ye was a little nagging.

Ye Te is not afraid of being stabbed or harshly criticized, but he is afraid of "spiritual opium dealers" like Zhang Xiaobo. He said easily: "It doesn't matter who he is, just treat him as a prisoner. They are prisoners to begin with. It is right to treat prisoners preferentially, and it is also right to punish them."

Reasonable."

"You may not understand what I mean by misery." Lao Ye said, blowing smoke from his mouth. "The word miserable is not suitable. How to say it... Well! There is a real example. A plane made an emergency landing on a snow-capped mountain in the Andes Mountains of South America.

The survivors starved for nine days and finally relied on..."

"I've seen the remake of the movie." Ye Te interrupted, "You mean, they were hungry for a few days, maybe they killed each other and cannibalized each other?" After saying that, his expression changed.

"In order to survive, many people have lost their bottom line as human beings. Don't doubt this, we are mentally prepared for the worst." Ye Te said sadly.

"Understood!" Ye Te said nonchalantly, "Anyway, I have gained experience in collecting corpses in the past two days. We Shunzi carried severed hands and feet without feeling nauseated. Right, Shunzi? Haha..."

Shunzi was dividing the socks, smiling back uglyly, her hands shaking a little.

After talking for a long time, Lao Ye smiled bitterly and said: "In addition to criminals and killing each other, you also have to worry about rescuing a large group of foreign immigrants."

"No way? Su Ming said..." Ye Te couldn't go on. Su Ming only said that the stowaways were yellow-skinned and the approximate number, but he wasn't sure that all of them were domestic.

Lao Ye said worriedly: "Yellow skin does not equal compatriots, even Chinese Americans."

Uncle Cheap is often proud of his ancestry and nationality in the media, and wonders whether the stowaways are domestic? Ye Te understood and found a balance in his heart. Just as he was about to say a few words, there was a call in the headset.

"I know, I understand, be patient. Okay...what? What did you find? Well, um...just leave it where it is, it's useless anyway, it's almost like waste paper."

After talking to Lin Yaohui on the phone, Ye Te's face looked uncertain. Lao Ye didn't ask in a hurry, gathered the plastic bag and handed it to Shunzi and said: "Get on the speedboat and go to bed immediately. You will have a shift tonight. Oh, are you afraid of being alone?"

"This...I..." Shunzi felt embarrassed to be asked this question, "Grandpa, you are not afraid of me and neither are you."

Boys who are rebellious at their age are the most unpopular. Yate has tried many times to make pranks and laugh.

"Can you laugh?" Lao Ye was a little surprised. Based on his judgment, Lin Yaohui did not find the stowaway.

Ye Te said: "The search and rescue is not optimistic. The containers are stacked like building blocks, unless a crane is used to clear the path. However, everyone is too tired. Alas, we will do a rough search today, and tomorrow morning's morning exercise will be cancelled. We will start a thorough investigation when we get up.

"

"What's down there?" Lao Ye knew he had something to say.

"Down below? Oh, below is where Lao Lin found gold and banknotes." Ye Te grinned, "The relics of two disguised agents have a container code. I want to try my luck. I found hundreds of kilograms of gold bricks, as well as RMB and US dollars.

, three types of euro banknotes, each worth tens of millions."

Lao Ye pulled his beard and said: "Those two pretenders are businessmen! Oh, the money is useless and is not allowed to flow out. You will have to pay wages in the future."

"Pay wages?" Ye Te was puzzled.

Lao Ye said: "As the population increases, do you want to continue to make a big pot of rice and reverse the course of history?" Ye Te said helplessly: "How could I have the time to think so far ahead? People have not been saved!" Lao Ye said: "You'd better take the time to think far ahead.

One point, people will be rescued more or less. Besides, even if they all die, you will still have to increase the population in the future." Ye Te held his head and said: "Second uncle, if you want to torture me, just..." In the middle of complaining, Lin Yaohui shouted again

After hearing a few words, he said with a black face: "I'll be there right away!" He sighed dejectedly to Lao Ye: "Those guys are going on strike!"

"I knew I couldn't do it without you." Lao Ye smiled happily.
Chapter completed!