Chapter 783

Just as Zhuang Jianye was flying to Xiangzhou on the tm-9 high-end business plane assigned by take-off airlines, the captain of the 8000 ton Japanese bulk carrier Guandong Zhuwan on Huanji island off the coast of eastern Zhejiang was crying in the face of the heavy rain.

Kanto Zhuwan is a bulk carrier of Japan United Shipping Company. It mainly undertakes the shipping business of cheap industrial products and basic industrial raw materials between Japan, China and Southeast Asia.

In mid September, a whole ship of natural rubber was loaded from Manila port in the Philippines, ready to be transported to Japanese funded enterprises in Shandong Province of China for primary industrial processing, and then returned to Japan from Shandong Province with spare parts such as tires, universal joints, interior decoration and so on.

Originally, all this was well planned. Captain Jingye heifu and other crew members are all experienced sailors of this triangle trade route. They have carried out many years of shipping tasks.

Because of this, when they encounter a typhoon in the middle of the journey, silent night heifu and others are not nervous. Instead, they change their course and prepare to anchor in the open sea near the land to avoid the wind. When the typhoon center passes, they continue to move forward.

However, I don't know whether it's a joke or a test on purpose. The experienced Japanese sailors, silent night heifu, originally predicted that Typhoon No. 11, which was going northward along the 120 km east edge of the Yangtze River Delta, suddenly turned at night and immediately hit the Yangtze River Delta like a yo yo dropped by a God.

In this way, it is obvious that when berthing in the open sea, we can't avoid the typhoon. We can only look for a port to enter the port to avoid it. The problem is that in order to save trouble, and in addition to the special trust in typhoon forecast, the berthing place of Kanto Chuwan is at least 80 km away from the nearest port.

At ordinary times, it doesn't matter. A full rudder accelerates, and it doesn't take much time. But when the typhoon is coming, the tide is already surging up. The 80 kilometers are like a natural moat, full of unknown and risk.

In desperation, the silent night black husband can only apply to the maritime department for emergency, hoping to be able to berth at the nearby Wai Island wharf for shelter from the wind.

However, the action of silent night heifu was faster than that of typhoon. Before silent night heifu manipulated Kanto Zhuwan to reach Huanwei Island 20 kilometers away, typhoon 11 swept over.

In the quiet night, heifu tried his best to get close to the wharf around the island, but the typhoon was so powerful that he pushed Guandong Zhuwan directly towards the small wharf and ran over it.

As the saying goes, the sea borrows the wind and the wind pushes the boat. In addition to the 8000 ton volume of Guandong Zhuwan, not only the seven or eight fishing boats who are leaning on the wharf to take shelter from the wind are all pushed ashore, but even Guandong Zhuwan is also photographed on the wharf by the wind and waves.

As a result, Kanto Zhuwan, which traveled to and from Japan, China and Southeast Asia, ran aground. What's more, the huge impact force caused serious damage to the power cabin, stuck the rotating shaft and was unable to work. Coupled with the pouring rain, the power system, communication system and life-saving system of the whole ship were completely scrapped.

To put it mildly, today's Guandong Zhuwan is just a scrap metal shell.

Let's not talk about the liquidated damages for the delayed payment of the goods caused by this, but the loss of Guandong Zhuwan itself is not a small number. As the captain, it's strange that he is not so big.

That is to say, in the 1990s, Japan did not have the impulse to commit suicide every minute like Bushido in the first half of the 20th century. Otherwise, the silent night heifu would have been like this.

But around is so, all kinds of suicidal thoughts also in quiet night heifu's subconscious involuntarily again and again of all kinds of flicker.

Fortunately, Xia Baoan, the village branch secretary who surrounds the island, does not know what silent night heifu thinks. Otherwise, the old man will definitely point to the cliff at the east end of the island and let the little devil's offspring jump down from there. It's all over.

Yes, Mr. Xia really wants to throw the silent night black man who was at a loss in the heavy rain into the sea to feed the bastard, just like he did in those years.

Is this a human thing?

The whole island is surrounded by cliffs on one side and reefs on the other. In the southeast corner, ships can get in and out. In the mid-1980s, fishermen on the island raised money to build a wharf. In addition to convenient fishing, they can also strengthen contact with the mainland. After all, fishermen have to replenish their daily necessities from the land.

As a result, a typhoon brought not only wind and rain, but also a super big tie Hanhan. As a result, the only Wharf on the small fishermen's island around Wai island was destroyed. Not to mention, it was blocked up by 8000 tons of big guys, which was equivalent to completely sealing up the whole Island.

There is no shortage of fish around the island, not to mention the raw seafood that inland people admire, but there is no shortage of food, fuel, medicine and other necessary living materials.

It's not bad at ordinary times. The problem is that the island has just been pressed on the ground by a typhoon. It's just when supplies are in urgent need. As a result, the wharf is abandoned. This is not a problem of blocking people's way of making money, but a problem of blocking people's way of living!

So don't mention Xia Baoan's hatred for the gang of silent night heifu.

That is to say, now that the policy of reform and opening up is good, if it is in the Anti Japanese War, Xia Baolong will surely take the whole village old and young men to rush over with kitchen knives and chop them first."Uncle Bao'an, uncle Bao'an ~ ~"

just as Xia Bao'an was standing on the roof of the village committee and staring at tie Hanhan, who was blocking the dock, he was both resentful and helpless. Finally, he had no choice but to sigh, and the village accountant Gai Hua rushed over.

Xia Baoan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he quickly bent down and yelled at Gai Hua: "how about it? Did you get in touch with the outside? "

"No!" Gai Hua wiped the rain on his face: "previously, I let the second son of the Li family go to see. All the poles in the village fell down and all the telephone lines were broken. I also went to widow Wang's house to see if her cell phone worked well. As a result, it was useless. It was like a brick. It was better to beat his little bunny than to make a phone call."

After hearing this, Xia Baolong's old face suddenly became ugly. He couldn't get through the phone. His cell phone became a brick, and the wharf was blocked. If he went on like this, the supplies on the island would be exhausted within three days, so he glared at Gai Hua without a good voice: "you can't get in touch. You're still excited. It depends on your virtue. What you don't know is that you think you can find a way out of the island."

Gai Hua was not surprised by Xia Baolong's bad temper. He was always in such a bad temper. Now that something happened on the island, it's more normal to be in a hurry, so he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he gave a simple and honest smile: "I can't help it, but dayangma, who came with little Japan, had a lot of food removed from the boat just now Food, drinking water, vegetables, fruits and medicines are all imported... "

Just then, outside the village committee, there was a sound of footwork. Gai Hua went along with his reputation and said with a smile, "speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive."