The thick fog rolled on the lake, and the shadow of the ship loomed in the fog. It was almost unreal, just like a dream in memory.
Now we all know that when the fog rises, the lake will open a space channel, and through the thick fog, we will shuttle to the other end of ramra's ant nest. In such a space, it is impossible to judge how far the ship is from here. Coupled with the influence of fog, it is difficult to distinguish its specific shape and size.
Everyone was wondering where the ship came from.
Alice said, "could it be the ship from the earth? Could it be the United Nations rescue team who found the ant nest and came to pick us up?"
No one answered her, because everyone knew that the possibility was too small.
The ship went up and down, as if it was encountering wind and waves and flickering in the thick fog. People seem to be watching an old black-and-white film. An old man is driving his fishing boat to fight the storm.
However, petru's face became more and more dignified. His eyes were fixed on the lake, and his eyebrows were twisted into a rope.
Boris looked a little strange. He couldn't help saying, "how do I think it looks like a warship?"
Boris's words were like a bomb thrown into people's originally peaceful hearts. An ominous premonition began to cloud people's hearts.
Alice said, "why must it be a warship? We can't see it at all!"
Ivan explained: "intuition! The intuition that a qualified marine should have! Finding the enemy in a bad environment and distinguishing between the enemy and our targets are the basic qualities of soldiers."
Alice stopped talking and looked at Anderson.
Anderson put his arm around Alice's shoulder, but his face was not relaxed. "I don't know if it's a warship, but it's obviously not here to fish," he said
Su Huilan said, "could it be the boat of the savage tribe?"
"If so, the tribe can't call it a savage!" petru said, "I'm sure Boris is right. It's a warship! Maybe it's the one that attacked your research ship. It must have rushed into ramra with your lifeboat! It's really persistent. How much money do you owe him, and pirates don't rob so persistent!"
Although Aoki could not judge what ship it was from such a vague ship shadow as they did, his intuition told him that petru was right.
He looked at situ and said, "shall we change places? This lake beach should be the preferred landing point for other spaces. It's too dazzling!"
Situ seemed to have been waiting for something for a long time before he said, "when the fog clears, it means that we have lost an opportunity to go back. You know, every opportunity means time - immeasurable time!"
Aoki imagined that the atomic clock of consciousness in situ's brain was ticking, and the time of the earth might be passing rapidly.
The fog was thicker, and the ship might be closer, but the shadow was more blurred.
"What about that? We'll wait like this? If it shoots a missile at us before landing, we'll all be finished!" petru said.
Situ finally sighed and said, "well, let's take shelter behind the mountain. We'll see what happens."
He and Aoki led their respective tribes to clean up the traces on the lake beach, and then turned to the back of the hillside.
"Set up camp here first, and then decide which side to go after the ship lands. Aoki, let's divide some people to patrol in the back. Don't be attacked by both sides. Although the savages on the island usually don't attack when it's foggy, they have to guard against it," situ said.
Aoki had thought of this and communicated with Kubota in his consciousness. Kubota personally took people to the back mountain to patrol.
After waiting in the camp behind the mountain for a while, the fog on the island was as thick as a cloud. At this time, there was no need to see whether the ship had docked, because it was impossible to see. We could only find a small open space in the woodland and sit down in a small circle, almost close to each other's bodies.
Due to the limitation of vision, the atmosphere became a little strange and tense. No one spoke, as if the people around him had disappeared. Everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the movement from the distant lake. If a large ship docked, the movement would not be small.
After waiting for a long time, the fog did not disperse, and there was no special sound on the lake.
Aoki tried to spread his mental force to the distance through ebony stick. However, in such a thick fog, the mental force field on the island became very unstable. For a moment, it was like a roaring wind and a turbulent current, which made his head dizzy.
He heard situ say, "when it's foggy, all the mental force fields of ramlari affect each other, just like radio interference. At this time, it's best not to use the radio station."
Aoki collected his mental strength, felt better and said, "then we can only wait."
Situ said, "wait, don't you spend most of your life waiting!"
Alice said, "I feel much better to hear your voice. Such a thick fog is terrible!"
Anderson said, "don't worry, I'm here."
Alice gave a "well" and leaned against Anderson's arm.
"Hey, petru, is it true that you killed an aircraft carrier formation of ah San?" Boris shouted in the thick fog.
"I'm not a fool. If it were an aircraft carrier formation, I would have run away!" petru said. "It's just two escort formations, some old destroyers and frigates!"
"Oh, that's a feat worth showing off! Tell me, how did you do it? As far as I know, Somali pirate ships can't even carry mortars."
"I bought two submarines, which were built by your idol Comrade Joseph visarionovi Stalin when he was in office. It's old enough, but it's enough to hit ah San's ass with its fish detonator!"
"Oh, that's natural! The submarines produced in the Soviet era are world-class!" Boris said proudly.
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They talked about war, piracy and the cold war, from the pistol that killed Kennedy to Stalin's pipe. Although it was meaningless, it also eased the atmosphere at this time. People either actively or passively heard many interesting stories that only the army or pirates knew, and quietly waited for the fog to dissipate.
However, the fog was endless and did not want to disperse at all. Without the guidance of the sun in the sky, the time became uncertain.
"When will the damn fog disperse?" Boris complained after a while. "I still like days with the sun."
"But that thing in the sky is not the sun, is it? It's just a star with no name!" said Alice.
"Oh, scientists are so rigid! That's your idea. For me, that's the sun!" Boris said indifferently.
"But the sun refers specifically to the central object of the star system where the earth is located. Every star should have its own name!" Alice said stubbornly.
"Then tell me its name, and if you can say it, I'll admit you're right," Boris said.
Alice was speechless because she really didn't know the name of the star here.
"It's Cheva!" said Mrs. Larry suddenly.