Chapter 137 Treasure Box (Part 1)

I saw that the fish arrow failed to hit, the water in the hall of the sunken ship was turbulent, the fragments of the piano were swirling around in the turbulent current, and the giant shark had swung its tail and swung down, so I quickly turned around and dived deep with the other three people. We were almost racing against death every second, but at our speed, it was impossible to reach the front hatch before the shark caught up with us. I noticed a small orchestra pit nearby, and planned to go around and use the terrain to lure the shark away. Let the rest of the people escape first, and then I will find another way to escape. However, before this idea could be reflected on my body's actions, the tilted sunken ship shook violently again. It turned out that under the impact of the giant shark, the hull seemed to have lost its strength. Without support, the metal and the water flow were trembling strangely, and the wreck of the Marixanu slowly broke apart from the central hall.

We dived into the sunken ship without carrying any lead weights. We had to grab hold of fixed objects inside the ship. When there was no place to land, we inserted the diving knife into the gap in the steel and used the force to gradually dive deeper. At this time, a giant shark was behind us. As they were chasing after each other, a large crack suddenly opened in the hull. Everyone was shaken and knew something was wrong. When they looked back, several more sharks swam into the luxurious cruise hall from the newly broken hull.

A tiger shark came menacingly and bumped into the giant white shark. The white shark was frightened by the vibration of the ship's hull. There was an indescribable evil fire. The huge body was swung, and the water flow driven by it rolled up several sharks behind it. Xie, I saw that this was an opening. There was no other place to go except the cargo hold of the Mariexon. I waved to the other three people, and the members of the diving team quickly passed through the central hall without looking back. After making a small circle, they filed into a cabin at the back that looked like a kitchen.

When we got to the hatch, Guchai still refused to give up and kept looking back at the shark behind him. He probably wanted to fight to the death and draw blood. I held down his head and forced him into the cabin. As the saying goes, "Ruth" "A helping hand makes a wall, and a helping hand makes another a king." In such a dangerous situation, everyone must avoid its edge. How can you, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old "Longhu" alone, deal with so many ferocious sharks? , is now the time to show off?

I remember that there were two exits in this cabin on the drawing. Only one of them connected to the hall. The other side led to the bottom cabin, which was a shortcut to the cargo hold. After waiting for the break, I entered it, but I saw that the kitchen was even more messy, with pots and pans. Various stoves were staggered and scattered everywhere. I wanted to lock the open hatch. Although the giant shark was powerful, it would not break through the closed hatch easily. However, the cabin was slightly twisted, but the door was no longer open. It cannot be closed either.

I had an idea, and the fat man and I tilted the largest kitchen cabinet in the kitchen against the door. At this time, the shark outside the door had already followed the door, knocking all the sliding doors in the kitchen apart, and there were countless broken porcelain inside. The dishes rolled out with a loud clatter, but the kitchen cabinet was supported by the angle formed between the cabin and the hatch, so that the shark could not break in for a while.

The fat man casually rummaged around in the kitchen, opened a meat cabinet, pulled out half a rotten piece of pork, and pushed it in front of the door. He might have hoped that the shark would stop biting after seeing the pork for a long time. I miss you. Damn, this is the talk of the modern day. You can still come up with such a way to deceive yourself and others. I guess these sharks have bad intentions. They are probably attracted by the things attached to Guchai's back. Otherwise, they would also We won't chase divers like this.

I raised my hand and grabbed the fat man and told him not to waste his efforts. It seemed that the kitchen was not stable and we had to continue to retreat deeper into the sunken ship. The cargo hold should be the strongest structural area at the rear of the hull. We should find a way to evacuate there before doing it. reason.

The four people went back and forth in the second half of the sunken ship, and finally found the bottom cargo hold in the "T"-shaped passage under the iron ladder. The cruise ship "Maryxian Nu" belonged to a rich man from Nanyang. He started his family by smuggling and selling drugs, and later gradually started a business in antiques and cultural relics. Unlike Uncle Ming, who could make any money, he would not touch anything that was not of great value. The green heads on the seabed and the artifacts in the tombs were all passed by him. Almost all the items in my hands are national treasures and secret weapons.

His ship is different from ordinary cruise cargo ships. In addition to being used for fun and entertainment, it is also used as a means of transportation for smuggling and selling antiquities. Therefore, the cargo hold is not large, but it is the most heavily protected part of the ship. The body is airtight, waterproof, fireproof, and pressure-resistant. Everything from a large copper tripod to a small luminous pearl can find its corresponding position inside and be properly preserved.

According to the memories of survivors on board, the cruise ship lost its course in the hurricane. After encountering a shipwreck, the hull sank very quickly, and there was no time to evacuate and escape. Almost all the crew and passengers died at sea. The contents of this cargo hold, Nine times out of ten, it is still in the same place and has not been touched. Now it has sunk into the ruins and is an ownerless thing. Whoever fishes it out belongs to whoever takes it out.

In the passage in front of the cargo hold, most of the sediments have flowed here. The sea water is filthy and darker. The lighting range of the diving flashlight is almost negligible. The only "Poseidon's Dazzle" strong underwater searchlight that uses krypton gas bulbs is , can penetrate seven or eight meters of water waves, but this kind of searchlight consumes a lot of power. Once used continuously, the battery will have to be replaced underwater soon, so the diving team only carried one searchlight.

We had no choice but to rely entirely on the only strong searchlight. The four of us kept as close to each other as possible to see the surrounding terrain clearly. We touched the edge of the sealed cargo hold. The steel plate door was still firmly closed, and there were six intact doors on the side. The lock bolt is like a large metal coffin.

The fat man is an expert at breaking open coffin doors. He touched the thickness and firmness of the lock bolt, raised his thumb at us, indicating that it would be no problem to open the hatch. The cargo hold in a private cruise ship is like a safe, but this The safe was just a precaution against thieves who would twist the door and pick the lock. The ship owner never dreamed that someone would use a hydraulic breaker to forcefully dismantle the door. Under the cutting of the diamond chain saw, only a few pieces were removed. The lock bolt provides no protection at all.

I made a gesture and asked the fat man to seize the time to remove the hatch, and led Shirley Yang and Guchai to guard the channel at the bottom of the ship to set up a defense line. The fishing arrows were loaded. Once a shark came over, in this narrow underwater space, Two fishing arrows take turns to shoot, and they can defend for three seconds.

Guchai used the air conch to take a breath, holding the dragon-arc dagger and watching the underwater movement vigilantly. He didn't notice anything strange behind him, but I saw that the black seawater stuck to his tattoo was still there. I don't know if it was because the water in the bottom cabin was too dark, or if there was more and more black water, but his entire back felt like it was stained with ink, which was much worse than in the captain's cabin before. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!)