166: Chapter 166 Just Kidding

On the fishing boat, the Second Mate bent over and covered his mouth as he laughed.

"Second Mate, Second Mate, what the heck is in that bucket? It stinks so bad!" A sailor next to the Second Mate, seeing him laughing so heartily, couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha, that's my secret weapon. A chemical weapon mixed with my 'Dragon-Returning Soup', hahaha."

The Second Mate felt he had never been this happy in his entire life; he was laughing so hard he was almost cramping up.

"What's 'Dragon-Returning Soup'?" The young sailor still didn't understand.

"Pee!"

"..."

"Number 1, put on your gloves and keep going up. Be fast, we don't have much time."

"Yes!"

This time it went smoothly, with no unexpected incidents. He hesitated as he reached his hand up. The iron railing blocked his path above, and he had to push it aside first.

Just as he tried to push the iron railing, a sharp spearhead extended over. It lightly grazed his hand, and a stinging, burning sensation immediately shot through it.

He tried to look up at the ship's deck, but the railing blocked his view, and he couldn't see anything.

Seeing his injured hand bleeding more and more, he had no choice but to climb back down.

"This ship is like a hedgehog. They've set up a lot of sharp objects; you get cut if you're not careful."

"How cunning! Just retreat for now, okay?"

"Yes!"

The Second Mate crouched halfway and peeked outside. Seeing the other side retreating, he turned around, sat down, and said, still feeling unsatisfied.

"Second Mate, are those obstacles of yours really that powerful? I saw you just give a light swipe. That guy must be a wimp; a small cut and he's howling like a wolf."

The young sailor picked up the head of the red-tasseled spear and was about to touch it with his hand.

"Iron Egg, don't touch that! The spear tip has been sharpened; it's very keen. As for the pain, hehe, I smeared some salt water on it. We're good people, after all—salt water disinfects. Wounds from iron objects are prone to tetanus. I'm providing a full-service package here. Don't you think they should send me a thank-you letter when they get down?"

"Hahaha." The surrounding sailors burst into laughter. The tension from just a moment ago was instantly dispelled by the Second Mate. Everyone gathered around, eager to have a go.

After saying this, the Second Mate nodded in the direction of the captain and gave an OK sign.

The several ship leaders were each guarding a section with about ten sailors.

The Second Mate was sharp; he knew he had to boost the morale of these men. If morale was high, they could hold the line. If their own people weren't united, they wouldn't be able to hold their ground.

Having gained no advantage, that group slunk back to their small boat. Looking at their team member's blood-soaked hand, their faces flushed red with anger.

"Hurry up and bandage him! These Chinese people… just wait. Once I catch them, I'll make them suffer."

After grumbling, he walked to the side to communicate with his superior. They couldn't get up at this rate. Five minutes later, he was standing straight, nodding repeatedly.

After the communication, he looked up at the fishing boat.

"02, you go first this time. Let that iron boat go first, and we'll provide support."

"Yes, Captain!"

After saying this, he put on his gloves and reached out to tug on the boarding ladder.

They didn't dare to force their way onto the Chinese fishing boat, so they had brought a few iron-hulled boats in advance. Now, they were all coming in handy.

Upon receiving the order, the iron-hulled boat behind them belched black smoke and charged forward...