The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Chapter 50 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

Sun Heizi and five other core members of the guard stood in a row in front of him.

He slapped five confidentiality agreements and a wad of cash onto the canopy of the aircraft.

500,000 in cash.

"This voyage is fraught with peril, with a nine-out-of-ten chance of survival."

"Sign this agreement, and this 100,000 will be your resettlement allowance."

"Come back alive, and I'll give each of you the same amount."

Sun Heizi knew very well that what Lin Chen was going to do with such a show of force was not as simple as just catching a few fish.

"Brother Chen, you gave us our lives, so it's too formal to say such things."

Sun Heizi was the first to pick up a pen, sign his name in a flamboyant manner without even glancing at the agreement, then grabbed the inkpad and pressed his fingerprint on it.

Others stepped forward and signed their names.

Just as Lin Chen was about to order the mooring ropes to be untied, the door to the house in the courtyard on the shore was suddenly kicked open.

Lin Jianguo rushed out carrying a worn-out waterproof canvas bag.

"The underwater currents in that trench are impossible for machines to measure accurately."

"Thirty years ago, I couldn't stop your grandfather..."

"Today, even if I die, I will bring you back from that hellhole safe and sound."

Lin Chen nodded heavily.

"set sail."

……

At 1 a.m., the Pioneer was already far from the coastline, speeding towards the legendary forbidden area—the Dragon's Back Trench.

The sea breeze howled, and the waves crashed against the hull, creating a deafening roar.

Sudden.

[Warning. Red alert for high risk.]

[Three nautical miles behind, an unidentified vessel was detected tailing us at high speed. The vessel is equipped with military-grade stealth coating and heavy offensive weaponry; its intentions are unclear.]

coming.

Almost at the same time, in the darkness three nautical miles away.

The Poseidon, an armed salvage ship several times larger than the Pioneer, followed silently.

In the captain's cabin, the bald man codenamed Vulture, the leader of the Stinger squad, was staring at the small dot of light on the thermal imager of the Pioneer, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Heh, a broken fishing boat, trying to install a deep-sea winch? It's like a kid playing with a sledgehammer, isn't he afraid of killing himself?"

He dismissively exhaled a smoke ring and gave the order into the communicator.

"Keep the entire ship in radar silence and light control. That kid is our treasure map. Once he reaches the edge of international waters, we'll stage a ghost hunt."

However, on the deck of the Pioneer.

Sun Heizi and several other veterans, who came from military backgrounds, sniffed the air intently.

"This tastes wrong."

Sun Heizi's expression was solemn as he lowered his voice and spoke to his companion beside him.

"It smells like military diesel, and it's very pure, not the inferior oil used on our civilian ships."

The other man stared intently at the civilian radar screen on the ship, which was completely empty except for a jumble of static.

"There's nothing on the radar... but this diesel smell is coming from the wind, which means the other side is right behind us."

The group felt a chill run down their spines.

Being watched by an unseen ship at sea is more terrifying than any known danger.

"Chen...Brother Chen, are we being targeted by pirates?"

A young crew member's voice was already trembling with sobs.

A sense of unease spread among the crew.

Lin Chen turned around, looked at the undisguised fear on his men's faces, and instead revealed a cold smile.

On the system's 3D map, the red dot representing the Poseidon was hanging behind them at an arrogant, unhurried pace.

Want to play a cat-and-mouse game?

Lin Chen turned around and shouted to his father in the cockpit.

"Dad, maintain a steady speed and turn off the searchlight at the stern."

Instead of speeding up their escape, they turned off the lights and slowed down?

Isn't this like sticking your neck out for someone to chop off?

The Pioneer slowed down and leisurely headed towards the treacherous Death Vortex zone on the outskirts of the Dragon's Spine Trench.

……

Half an hour later, the sea conditions changed abruptly.

The sea suddenly became turbulent, with currents surging up from the seabed and tearing at the ship's hull.

Onboard the Poseidon, Vulture watched as the Pioneer plunged headlong into the whirlpool filled with reefs and laughed disdainfully.

"Idiot, you're panicking and acting recklessly. Full speed ahead, surround him, and force him to stop on the rocks."

Inside the cockpit of the Pioneer.

"Dad, turn the steering wheel 15 degrees to the left, hold steady for three seconds."

"There is a vortex ahead, turn right hard and increase engine power to 80%."

"Now, switch over."

Relying on his thirty years of muscle memory and his ruthlessness, Lin Jianguo gripped the steering wheel tightly.

Under his control, the steel-hulled fishing boat navigated through eddies and crevices between reefs, narrowly avoiding danger each time without sustaining any damage.

As soon as the Poseidon entered the whirlpool area, it was instantly caught by two bottom currents surging up from the seabed.

"Crunch—".

The ship made a metallic twisting sound and tilted sharply to one side by nearly thirty degrees.

Caught off guard, the Stinger mercenaries on deck were thrown about, their bodies tumbling over, and the ship was filled with screams and curses.

The vulture clung tightly to the control panel, its eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, staring in horror at the dilapidated fishing boat that seemed to be gliding across the water.

How could a fisherman possibly possess navigational skills more terrifying than those of special forces?

This unscientific.

He roared.

"Remove me from stealth mode."

"Activate the twin-mounted shipborne machine guns. Lock onto his engine room. I want to watch him get torn to shreds with my own eyes."

In the darkness, two thick gun barrels slowly emerged from the bow of the Poseidon, while the beeping of the fire control radar locked onto the stern of the Pioneer.

Just as the artillery was about to fire.

"Now! Full left, cut into the eye of the storm."

Lin Chen let out a loud shout the instant the system countdown reached zero.

The Trailblazer executed a dramatic drift, narrowly gliding into a calm, still area of ​​water.

next second.

boom--.

Deep within the Dragon Ridge Trench, an ancient crack in the earth's crust erupted with a deafening roar.

A column of hydrothermal fluid, reaching temperatures of several hundred degrees Celsius, shot into the sky, breaking through the sea surface and transforming into a dense, dark red, magnetic sea fog.

An invisible electromagnetic pulse swept across the entire sea area.

A burst of sparks erupted from the fire control radar screen of the Poseidon, followed by a sudden flash of light across the entire ship before all the lights went out.

This armed salvage vessel, which cost hundreds of millions to build, instantly became a blind and deaf man helplessly spinning around the edge of a whirlpool.

In the cockpit, Vulture stared at the screen filled with static and the malfunctioning instruments. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

On the Pioneer, Sun Heizi and the others stared dumbfounded at the enemy ship behind them, which was engulfed in flames, and the dark red sea fog that looked like the end of the world. They were so shocked that they stopped breathing.

They instinctively turned their heads to look at the still calm figure at the bow of the ship.

The dark red sea fog completely enveloped the Pioneer.

The system's countdown clearly showed that only 6 hours remained.

Lin Chen didn't glance at the ship behind him that was being swallowed by the whirlpool again; he decisively gave the order.

"Activate the underwater topographic sonar."