xymnovel Chapter 2 Attack on the Ship
Chapter 2 Attack on the Ship
The moment the shrill whistle pierced their eardrums, the two Japanese soldiers reacted with astonishing speed, falling to the floor of the cabin with a "thud".
boom! ! !
With a deafening roar, the entire ship seemed to be slammed down by a giant hand, plummeting downwards, and the tables, chairs, and other furniture instantly overturned.
"What happened?"
"Baka yarou!"
"Help! Help! My leg is broken!"
"The port side has been hit!"
"It's leaking, the boat is sinking."
Outside the cabin, shouts and wails in various languages mingled together, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the nostrils.
Damn it!
So unlucky?
How can one out of three shells hit the target from several kilometers away?
Sensing that the ship had begun to tilt, Chen Feng didn't dare to delay for a moment. He picked up Wang Muning around the waist and strode towards the cabin door.
But the two Japanese soldiers were faster; they disappeared through the hatch almost the instant he lifted his foot.
Pfft!
Pfft!
The sound of falling into the water came one after another. As soon as Chen Feng rushed out of the cabin, he saw the two Japanese soldiers plunge into the sea almost at the same time, like cormorants.
Turning around, the deck at the bow of the ship, which had been teeming with people just moments before, was now a living hell.
The smell of gunpowder and blood rushed towards him, and the sea breeze carried burning wood chips that landed on the back of Chen Feng's hand, making him flinch.
Those who survived were either lying on the ground groaning in agony or staring blankly at the dark crater. The shell had almost pierced through the hull, and the bow was already sinking rapidly.
hiss!
Chen Feng, who was just an ordinary person in his previous life, had never seen such a bloody scene before, and he was instantly stunned.
"The ship is sinking, get out of here!"
Someone shouted, and all the survivors instantly snapped back to reality. Some jumped into the sea without hesitation, while others, unwilling to leave their valuables behind, frantically rushed back to the cabin to pack.
The world is vast, but survival is the most important thing.
Chen Feng rushed to the ship's side and looked down. Seven or eight meters below, the sea was already swirling with eddies. Several unlucky guys had just jumped in and were swept up. No matter how much they struggled, it was all in vain. They could only let out desperate screams.
"We're sinking too fast, we can't wait any longer!" Chen Feng took a deep breath and hugged Wang Muning tightly.
"Senior, I can't swim!"
Wang Muning stared intently at the sea, her voice trembling, but her expression remained relatively calm.
Chen Feng glanced at the coastline two kilometers away and felt a chill run down his spine.
In his previous life, he could swim, but the original owner of this body was a landlubber from the north and had no muscle memory at all!
"Don't be afraid! Seawater has a strong buoyancy, two kilometers isn't far, you'll definitely make it across!"
He kept encouraging himself, and seeing the ship tilting at an increasingly steep angle, he no longer hesitated. He aimed at a calm spot on the sea, grabbed Wang Muning, and plunged in.
Pfft!
The cool seawater instantly enveloped the two of them.
Chen Feng was jolted awake, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the buoyancy of the seawater was steadily supporting them.
"Don't be afraid! Don't move! Hold on tight to my neck!"
While comforting Wang Muning, he used both his hands and feet to try to recall his swimming skills from his previous life.
At first, his body was stiff, but soon he became agile and quickly carried Wang Muning away from the sunken ship by twenty or thirty meters.
Pfft!Pfft!
Behind him came a series of splashes and cries for help as the tilting ship sank rapidly, creating terrifying whirlpools. Even from this distance, Chen Feng could feel the pulling force desperately trying to drag him back.
He glanced back and saw many people struggling in the seawater, but ultimately could not escape being swallowed by the whirlpool; the scene was like the end of the world.
Chen Feng felt a chill run down his spine, wishing he had three heads and six arms.
"Help! Help!"
A female voice came from inside; it belonged to a blonde, blue-eyed foreign woman who was quite pretty.
We're complete strangers, and I can barely take care of myself. You should pray to God!
Chen Feng glanced at it, his hands and feet moving non-stop.
"Chinese...save...gold..."
gold?
This foreign woman can actually speak Chinese?
Gold may be precious, but you need to be alive to get it!
Chen Feng stared intently at the distant coastline, this time without even turning his head.
Time passed wearily, the undercurrents caused by the shipwreck finally subsided, and the sea returned to an eerie calm, as if the calamity just now was merely an illusion.
Few survived, but the foreign woman was still alive and swam incredibly fast. She caught up with Chen Feng in no time and yelled, "Fuck you!"
Chen Feng's hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't be bothered to pay attention.
He swam for an unknown amount of time, and just as his last bit of strength was about to be exhausted, his palm finally touched the rough sand and gravel.
"call......"
Chen Feng collapsed on the beach, his chest heaving, staring at the azure sky, unable to utter a single word.
Wang Muning's eyes were closed, her face was deathly pale, and she was breathing heavily.
"Don't be afraid, we survived." Chen Feng patted her shoulder.
"Fuck!"
That foreign woman was in really good physical condition; she recovered her strength first and walked over quickly.
She wore a soaked blue dress, her figure slender yet resilient, a gleaming gold necklace around her neck, and the edge of a piece of parchment peeking out from her chest.
Ok?
Why is half a piece of parchment showing on this woman's chest?
However, everyone has secrets, and Chen Feng was too exhausted to delve into them.
The foreign woman, seeing that she was being ignored, stomped her feet in anger and vented her anger on the gravel.
"Senior brother... Uncle Yang's address has been soaked and ruined." Wang Muning's voice was tense as she clutched a half-soaked, swollen piece of letter paper in her hand.
Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat.
It's like when it rains, it pours!
Hit by a stray bullet, penniless, and now without even an address to go to!
Finding someone on such a vast island as Luzon is no easy task.
Chen Feng rubbed his temples and said in a deep voice, "If it's rotten, it's rotten. Master said that Uncle Yang runs a timber business in Manila. We'll figure something out when we get there. Let's dry the clothes first and find something to eat!"
After saying that, he took off his wet clothes, revealing his upper body full of firm muscles.
The foreign woman, feeling completely ignored, was about to lash out when Chen Feng walked straight towards her, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Lend me your dagger!"
"NO!" The foreign woman looked nervous, clutching her chest tightly and raising the dagger at him.
"Trying to teach a fish to swim!"
Chen Feng snorted coldly, and the original owner's martial arts muscle memory instantly erupted. With a flick of his wrist, he snatched the dagger as fast as lightning.
"Fuck!"
The foreign woman stared at her empty right hand, her face full of disbelief. She stood there for three seconds before cursing and retreating in panic.
At the same time, Chen Feng grabbed the braid behind his head with his left hand and held the dagger he had just seized with his right hand, then swung it sharply backward.
Click!
The braid was cleanly and neatly cut off and fell onto the beach.
He shook his head, feeling refreshed all over, as if he had broken free from his shackles.
At this moment, five more people swam ashore: two red-haired foreigners hugged each other and chattered away, while three Chinese people with braids were easily distinguishable.
Two of them, in their early thirties and wearing long gowns, shouted excitedly as if they had survived a disaster; the other was a slightly overweight middle-aged man, Wu Dequan, whom the original owner had chatted with earlier. He knelt on the beach, wailing and crying as he looked in the direction of the sunken ship.
He brought his family to Luzon to settle down, but now he is all alone.