I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain Chapter 356

Chapter 356 Save the future

This sudden ocean storm was much more severe than the management had imagined, and the price paid was also great.

The signal transmitter (receiver) was damaged, and it was no longer possible to contact the outside world through electronic equipment, and the ship deviated from the normal orbit.

This means a troublesome thing, they have completely lost contact with the outside world.

And the longer the wait, the less hope.

Although, Captain Arthur is already trying his best to control the situation by relying on his own charisma, ordering his crew and sailors to stabilize the situation.

Unimaginable hunger and death are quietly approaching, which has also changed the ecological niche on the ship.

A few days after the disaster, there was still no rescue operation from the outside world. After losing hope of survival, a mutiny caused the sailors to loot all the edible food on board.

There are so many of them, it is a team that immediately forms a group in times of crisis.

And the sailors were armed with weapons, such as squid knives and whaling guns. Relying on their superiority at sea, they immediately became the group with the most say on the ship, controlling 90% of the food on board.

Tu Fu saw with his own eyes that a person who was still wearing a suit and uniform at one moment turned into a scourge at the next moment.

When human beings live outside civilization and face survival problems,

Totalitarianism only takes five minutes.

Tu Fu sat on the bottom of the ship with many passengers, holding a fishing rod in his hand, passing through the edge of the area such as ventilation fans or pipes, sluggishly waiting for the prey in the water to take the bait.

Because of the riots on the ship, he and many passengers were dispatched here by the sailors. No one had at least two catties of aquatic products per day, half of which had to be handed over.

Even if it is a drop in the bucket, it is the only way to solve the food crisis.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come up."

Taking advantage of the moment when the patrol team left, the red-haired brother Franky next to him had a distressed expression on his face, and he almost burst into tears.

"Tufu, what I'm most worried about right now is Anna, Martha, Amanda... What about those poor girls, those **** sailors won't give them food."

"Why don't you worry about yourself first."

Tufu took the hook up with a blank expression, and took off the hook with ease, "As for the girls? I saw them knock on the boatswain's door one by one yesterday, and they looked much better than you.

I understand, Anna was wearing your favorite dress when she went there, and she was wearing the necklace you gave me, Heart of the Ocean..."

"Fack."

Before Tu Fu could finish speaking, Frank cursed viciously. The Nordic girl he had spent such a long time failing to take down was thrown into his arms in the blink of an eye.

The things on my body are still given by myself, so this is not a kind of ntr.

Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit blood.

The rich man lowered his head in a rare way, was silent for a moment, and asked a question that he probably never thought about in his life, "Tu Fu, do you think we can survive?"

"Maybe."

Tu Fu gave an uncertain answer, "At least if this continues, there will be less and less food, and then these guys on the ship will always do some unethical things in order to survive.

Guess what they eat when they've eaten up the stock, the fish, and those rats in the pipe. "

"No way!"

Frank shuddered suddenly, and his pupils were filled with horror after thinking of the answer.

Tufu didn't give an answer and continued fishing with hooks, nothing is impossible,

Even poison will be poured into the stomach of a starving person without hesitation.

"Plop—"

While the two were having a conversation, there was a noise from the upper deck, and the noise spread throughout the entire ship. The passengers immediately put down their work and rushed upward with a clatter.

Frank, who was still thinking about the issue of survival, immediately revived with full blood, "Tu Fu, why don't we go and have a look."

"I'm not going, with the current daily food calories, I have to stay in low power mode to survive the next week."

Tu Fu really had no interest in watching the excitement, but there were only a few passengers left on this floor.

It can only be said that these guys are still not hungry enough. When they are so hungry that their eyes turn red and they see that everything is food, they will not be interested in anything.

Tu Fu obviously underestimated the movement on the deck. It took an hour of commotion before the state of the ship subsided, and the passengers were driven back to work by the patrolling sailors one by one.

Everyone's face was covered with darkness, and their hearts were occupied by gloom.

"Tu Fu, the second officer just committed suicide. It is said that he jumped from the observation deck because of a mental disorder. He is really a poor guy. It is said that he grew up on a ship and never got off a ship in his life."

When Frank came back, he brought Tu Fu a piece of bad news.

"Insanity? I'm afraid something serious will happen in the future."

Tu Fu snorted lightly, but didn't tell him the truth.

Because of Captain Arthur's relationship, he has a good understanding of the composition of the crew on the ship. Several of the ship's lieutenants are from the captain's faction, and they are still the most credible forces in the hearts of passengers.

Engineers controlled the bridge and formed their own school. They mastered the driving and operation of the ship, so they naturally had a technical advantage.

The last is the boatswain's faction. Relying on rude force, they plundered all the food on board, and they have the right to distribute the passengers' fishing food, controlling the lifeline of survival.

The death of the second officer is a signal to do something. It will be a matter of time before several small power groups will fight each other because of resource problems.

Just moved the knife, but it was another matter.

This is an ocean beyond civilization. When the first person kills someone with a knife, the fear and excitement will spread faster, and there is no way to stop.

"One more thing, I'm afraid Chef Harry will suffer soon, he is really a very good cook."

Frank sighed sadly.

"Chef Harry? What's wrong with him?"

"I just heard that he, his chefs and apprentices occupied the warehouse of the restaurant.

They have kitchen knives, boning knives and other things as weapons, and they control a large number of stored food, which will be distributed regularly to some people who are about to starve to death.

Although it has almost spoiled, who cares about the freshness of food now. "

Frank smiled miserably, "I just heard that group of **** sailors were going to attack Chef Harry, and they didn't even care about killing Chef Harry."

"Really? That's really difficult."

Tu Fu lowered his head silently, his eyes turned to his ankles faintly, there was a bumpy thing in his trousers cover, and the utensil supported the ridge line of his trousers.

Just taking advantage of the chaos above, Tu Fu took the opportunity to sneak into the cabin controlled by the sailors and stole a knife.

In turbulent times, there is no better weapon to bring a sense of security.

Suppose now that a pile of weapons and a pile of food are placed on both sides, and let the extremely hungry people make a choice.

They will definitely take up their weapons without hesitation and drive away those who choose food.

November 21st.

Today's situation is not much better than yesterday's. You can't catch too much food with poor fishing, not to mention the thousands of giant cruise ships. More and more people have passed out due to lack of food.

"Michelin Restaurant at Sea", an inconspicuous fight happened here.

Members of the sailor camp blocked each door in the restaurant, as if they had planned ahead.

When the captain's camp was preparing to absorb Chef Harry and several assistant chefs, the sailors took weapons to lure away the assistant chefs and apprentices in the restaurant, and then specially assigned personnel went deep into the restaurant's warehouse to **** the food.

The plans of the sailors are well under way.

"Watch out, he's coming."

Only hearing the stalking sailor yell, the other members who were still carrying food in the warehouse immediately picked up their knives and forks, stood guard in front of the door and declared arrogantly to occupy this place.

"it has started."

Tu Fu, who put on a raincoat, was waiting nearby. His vague memory of this scene was quite deep. Seeing the two gangs come into contact, he blurted out:

"Chef Harry would die in a fight."

This is what he can glimpse in his vague memory, and Tu Fu is unwilling to let this happen.

Assuming Chef Harry didn't die, would everything change after that?

Tu Fu didn't know, so he wanted to try.

Sure enough, the grumpy Chef Harry, after knowing that the Michelin restaurant was occupied, Dang even pulled out the boning knife and viciously threatened the group of people to leave.

Three or five sailors with fierce faces exchanged glances and then raised the tip of their knives to strike.

At the moment when the two sides were fighting, a green figure that was so fast to the extreme floated by, and the dark green raincoat covered his head and face together.

A silver light flashed in the cuff, and the sharp blade that was honed every night finally came in handy.

Tu Fu mercilessly stabbed the sailor's heart or throat.

When attacking, he focused on the vital parts. He was fast, precise and ruthless. Seeing the blood seal his throat, the pierced sailor didn't even have time to scream.

"what!"

After killing the first sailor, he saw that none of them retreated, so he swiped over with the squid knife.

"Looking for death."

Tu Fu squinted his eyes and fended off with the knife. After finding a gap, he quickly stabbed into the throat of the second person. Like a killing machine, he just raised his hand and dropped it mercilessly.

This kind of fighting tends to be an instinct, as if he was born with something.

Finally, after Tu Fu slashed the throat of the third sailor.

The besieger finally showed a terrified expression, dropped his weapon, and collapsed to the ground in fright.

"You're Tufu!" Chef Harry looked at him in disbelief.

"It's not important, as long as you are saved." Tu Fu also heaved a sigh of relief, and when he was about to explain, he saw a sous chef behind Chef Harry, and a trace of madness flashed in that person's eyes.

When Tu Fu wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

The sous chef raised his hand and stabbed the head chef with a "puchi", the blade turned red and blood flowed profusely.

The frightened sailors just now, in total disregard of the danger, pounced on them like vicious dogs to make up their swords.

"You did a good job. According to the agreement, this is your reward."

The battle had just ended. Not far away, the leader of the sailor team, the bosun, led a group of people. He smiled and looked at the corpse on the ground. He was very satisfied with his efficiency, and then threw a cloth bag over.

I only heard the rustling sound coming from inside, and there were several buckets of rice in the cloth bag.

Chef Harry looked at the wound on his body in amazement, and still couldn't believe it.

That night, Tu Fu's logbook was updated again.

“On November 21, I heard a small-scale fighting in the cabin, which seemed to be for a few buckets of rice. The irritable chef Harry was about to stop it with a knife, but he was accidentally killed by the sailors.

The dark red blood flowed all over the deck, which also stimulated the "sharks" on the ship, allowing more people to participate in the food sharing. "

(end of this chapter)

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