America: Starting with Daily Intelligence-Chapter 393 - 269: I Believe in God_2

"I never said that. You guys are the professionals, but it’s not like I didn’t give you tickets. Haven’t you ever carried out operations at sea according to other customers’ requests?" Allen Zhang retorted.

"Of course, we have."

The old man saw Allen’s insistence, so he did not say much more. He simply went out to summon the crew, recovered the radar detector and the crane anchor, and moved forward another hundred and fifty meters.

"Drop the radar detector here!"

Allen Zhang personally took over the command, directing the crew to deploy the work, and the radar detector plunged deep into the seabed again, several hundred meters down.

The old man saw him looking like a layman, shook his head, glanced at the time, and found that it was still early for the two-hour billing period.

So, he began to slack off and lit up a cigarette.

But in just a few minutes, the radar started beeping.

The old man was instantly stunned, nearly dropping his pipe from his mouth when he heard this familiar sound. What’s going on? Could there really be something valuable?

He hurried back into the cabin and saw the old printer clattering away, printing on 3D blank paper, depicting the underwater situation in detail. Judging by the outline, it seemed to be another cargo container. The precious metals wavelength reflected by the radar was so red it was turning purple!

"Is it a container that Mason’s Fast Ship lost here?" The old man was completely puzzled. "How could their container have drifted so far after falling into the water?"

The crew members were also somewhat stunned, looking at Allen Zhang and his group with a weird expression, "You guys really struck it lucky! The last time I encountered something like this was two and a half years ago!"

"Did someone else get rich here too? Were they professional treasure hunters?" Sieg asked curiously.

"That group wasn’t any professional treasure hunters, just tourists from elsewhere. It’s quite an incredible story; they spent 16 US dollars on a treasure map online, claiming that it had a pirate’s treasure on it, and they drove over directly during the night to look for the treasure. We all thought they were joking. After going to sea, they just randomly picked a spot for treasure, and as soon as they dropped the radar detector, they detected a metal response!"

"In the end, we also salvaged an iron box, inside which there were several hundred Spanish silver coins!" The crew member said enviously, "I heard they sold those coins online for 200,000 US dollars!"

"..."

That really was incredible. Luck is always an enigmatic factor.

"I told you there was something here!"

Allen Zhang smiled, looking at the old man who had been shocked silly, in a bit of a daze.

Patting his shoulder, he urged, "Hurry up and figure out how to salvage the container."

The old man snapped back to reality, somewhat troubled, "How could those professional salvage companies be so negligent, to just ignore such a big container?"

He sighed, helplessly accepting this harsh reality. It had to be said that some people are indeed unimaginably lucky!

He immediately started calling people to begin the salvage operation, retrieving the crane radar detector, using professional magnetic adsorption chain clasps to descend those several hundred meters underwater to attach to the container, and then, through the power of the gear retrieval, slowly pulled it up.

To avoid any errors or accidental unhooking, the crew members also skillfully donned diving suits, fastened their oxygen tubes, safety ropes, and, holding fixed claw hooks, prepared to dive dozens of meters underwater.

A bald-headed Black man warmed up on the deck, took a few deep breaths, put on his breathing apparatus and goggles, and dived into the sea with a splash.

Fuck. Is this Black guy that intense?

Allen Zhang watched as the frogman, Black, disappeared below the water surface, feeling that these people truly were professionals.

Although the General Sect Leader wasn’t exactly a land lubber, he only ever strutted in swimming pools.

Swimming in the deep sea was much scarier than in a reservoir! It really had sharks and sea monsters.

While sharks don’t usually fancy eating humans, it’s the "just in case" that scares people.

It wasn’t long before the claw hook secured on the salvage ship tensed up, and with the ongoing salvage operation, as the chain was retracted to a certain extent, soon everyone saw a shadowy outline grow larger, and the blue container surfaced along with it.

Lots of seawater surged out from the gaps, along with many octopuses, oysters, seaweed, and barnacles attached to it.

Once most of the water was drained, the magnetic crane steadily placed the container on the salvage ship. The Black diver also climbed up from underwater.

Allen Zhang and his team approached the container and checked the serial number N-296, which was indeed correct.

"This is indeed from that Mason’s Fast Ship, several similar containers were salvaged at that time and auctioned off at the port area," said the old man after checking, somewhat befuddled as the label was gone, and it was unclear what was inside.

"I guess it’s probably some rare metals."

"Why can’t it be gold?" Allen Zhang smiled.

"Oh, you’ve got high hopes. If there really is gold in here, then you’ve truly made a fortune," the old man laughed, not believing it.

Allen Zhang immediately asked the old man to bring pliers, and he took the initiative to break the disposable lock. freёnovelkiss.com

As he opened the door, five or six small crabs scurried out sideways.

A strong seafood odor hit them in the face.

Allen Zhang looked at the soggy cardboard boxes and foam panels, rolled up his sleeves, personally searched through the boxes, tossing around the cardboard pieces, but found nothing.

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