Twenty thousand leagues under the sea doujinshi

On March 3, we were preparing to return to the voyage. The crew packed up the Antarctic seafood from the Internet, and the air pump of the Nautilus was also running at high speed to press the air into the air storage tank.

Anka fidgeted and walked up and down the hall, always sucking in air as if she was too tense to breathe.

Seeing Captain Nemo, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve.The captain stopped his steps, looked at Anka, and waited patiently for her to speak.

Anka took a deep breath and said, "Fill the oxygen tank with air, too."

Captain Nemo said: "The air tank on board can provide air for the oxygen cylinder."

Anka refused to let go. She looked into Captain Nemo's eyes and begged, "It will be useful."

The captain frowned, and I hurried over to drive Ankara away, but she still looked into Captain Nemo's eyes and said, "It will work!"

It did come in handy later.

Conseil and Ned Land were amazed when they heard this: "How did she know that we would be trapped?"

"Dream," said Anka.

Of course, this is what I told Anka after the fact, when we were busy digging ice, racing against death.Anka was not assigned to the construction team. Captain Nemo gave her an oxygen cylinder. He said the following passage to let me know that the captain cares about Anka and is trying his best to save her life.

He said: "This is yours. Start using it tomorrow night. The frequency of use should be in sync with our shift system, and it should not exceed half an hour each time. Reduce exercise and eat less these days. Digesting food will make you need more oxygen. .”

Anka looked very calm, she took the oxygen cylinder steadily, and showed a beautiful smile to Captain Nemo.

Captain Nemo was satisfied with her performance, and he cupped her chin with his hand, and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

For the next few days, Anka was in front of the glass window of the hall day and night, watching us work. Her expression was determined, and the stars of hope kept beating in her eyes.

On March 3, before we suffocated, we had to face up to another approaching danger, that is, the speed at which the water freezes is accelerating, and this terrible underwater prison is gradually freezing!The ice walls were tightening on the sides of the hull, and there was only 26 feet of water left in the front and rear!

Captain Nemo stood in the hall, silently thinking about how to deal with it. Apparently, a thought flashed through his mind, but he seemed to want to push it away. He was denying himself.

And I was so distraught that I couldn't think. The day after tomorrow, the air tank would be empty, and tomorrow, we would be squeezed to death by the ice. I don't know that kind of death is more terrible.

Anka drew a bonfire on her board, which she held up to the captain.Captain Nemo squinted at the picture, and then he said, "Use boiling water."

This measure was undoubtedly successful. After twenty hours of pumping, boiling, and pouring water, the Nautilus finally stabilized the temperature of the water prison at one degree above zero, and the danger of being crushed was temporarily lifted.

I have to admire Captain Nemo and Anka's tacit understanding of thinking. They played a game of "you draw and I guess". Captain Nemo got the answer perfectly, instead of scolding her for not being able to make a fire underwater.

On March 3th, the sixth day when the Nautilus was trapped underwater, the air tank had run out of air, which could only be reserved for the workers. Bitter, out of breath like asthma.I lay on the couch, almost unconscious.Conseil and Anka stood by my side, massaging my convulsively convulsed hands.

When the ice that imprisoned us was only two meters thick, Captain Nemo sent everyone back to the ship, the water pumps began to fill with water, and the Nautilus crushed the ice with its own gravity, and we broke through the cage!The Nautilus is like a dragon, heading north at a speed of forty miles per hour!

I felt that Anka had left me, she seemed to have left the hall, and I thought she had left me because she couldn't bear to see me die.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, when the Nautilus broke through the ice and came into the sky again, I was taken to the platform by Conseil and Ned Land, and I quickly recovered under the infiltration of fresh air.

What about Anka?I suddenly realized that she was not with me, that she had left me when I was dying.

Netherlands said: "She's in the pilothouse."

We looked in through the glass of the pilot room, and saw that Anka was helping Captain Nemo step down from the steering wheel. Although the captain staggered, his waist was straight. She helped him sit on a chair. Down.On the table in front of the steering wheel is the glass plate of Anka, and the picture on the glass plate is clearly printed in my eyes through the glass of the pilot room: a section of the ice layer, the upper layer is the blue sky, and the middle is the snow-white sky. The bottom of the ice layer is the blue sea water, and the fat mini Nautilus is floating at the position marked in red on the picture, where the ice layer is the thinnest!

Recalling this, the three of us were silent, and we all looked at each other, as if we remembered something extraordinary.She is not ordinary, absolutely not!

Conseil was the first to speak: "Could it be that Anka is here to rescue us? Because she knows that we will be trapped under the ice and be at risk."

I shook my head and asked, "Then how do you explain that she was covered in bruises and was almost captured by traffickers? If she hadn't met us, she would never have seen the light of day."

Nedland asked curiously: "How could Anka be so powerful that he was bruised all over by the traffickers?"

I am rather surprised that the Netherlands used the word, what is so powerful?I gave a general account of our encounter with Anka.

The Canadian shook his head frequently. He said, "Mr. Professor, do you still remember the battle against the Octopus?"

I nodded.

So he went on to say: "When those greasy, disgusting tentacles were showing their power over the Nautilus, the unfortunate crew member who was caught was not dead. Everyone was red-eyed and wanted to save him. But we can't get close to that The wrist, for it was the master wrist, was raised high, and the poor crew was clutched by it, and dangled like a rag."

Listening to the narration of the Netherlands, the heart-piercing cries for help from the unlucky crew members sounded in my mind again. Those are my compatriots!A Frenchman!

"But the last crew member was not rescued either." I whispered.

"Yes, I couldn't save him." Nedland said, "When we were all fighting on the platform, Anka also jumped out of the cabin. Cut towards the thickest tentacle! At this time, the other tentacle of the octopus hit. She turned around in the air and avoided it. The tentacle wrist chop! That set of movements is clean and neat, tsk tsk tsk, people are dumbfounded!"

Conseil and I stared at the Canadian dumbfounded. We felt that he was not talking about Anka, but was fabricating a legendary novel character.

Netherland looked at our expressions with joy on his face. Obviously, he thought of something we couldn't think of, and his heart was full of superiority.

He continued: "In the end, Anka finally hit the tentacle that tied the person. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough. The ax was embedded in the flesh and only split halfway, and the animal ran away! If it was me, I would I can cut it down, but unfortunately I can't jump that high, that girl's jumping ability is really scary, as if the earth's gravity doesn't exist!"

I gradually remembered the details of the battle against the octopus that Nedland said. Anka did not participate in the battle at first, because I was worried about her safety and kept her in the hall.After the crew was entangled in the tentacles, Anka jumped onto the platform, looking for a breakthrough point between the octopus' arms and legs.Anka's performance in this battle was indeed extraordinary. She was more desperate than anyone else, and she was determined to save the trapped crew member.Perhaps, she was just for the captain, to prevent him from crying for losing his companion.

After the battle, she stood with him on the platform for a long time. She took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe his blood-stained forehead, but the captain refused her touch.His grief was as big as the ocean, and he was stuck in it for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.