stjorthotic Chapter 418 Fighting Against the Power of a Deep-Sea Giant
Chapter 418 Fighting Against the Power of a Deep-Sea Giant
Chapter 418 Fighting Against the Power of a Deep-Sea Giant
The effect of the "super bomb" is immediate.
In just a few minutes, it was as if an unprecedented blizzard was falling on the sonar screen!
Countless points of light, representing Arctic cod and redfish, surged wildly from all directions, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, rushing headlong toward the source of the scent.
When the probe sank to a depth of 500 meters, the fan-shaped area with a radius of 50 meters below the probe had completely turned into a "snowflake sea" that was constantly churning and violently colliding!
Noah could no longer distinguish any individual from the chaos; the scene was more frenzied than any fish storm she had ever seen.
She even looked at Lin Yu'an with some concern. Could such chaos really attract the cautious Fish King?
Lin Yu-an's fingertips, however, experienced an unprecedented "noise".
It was the continuous vibrations caused by hundreds or even thousands of fish of different sizes frantically attacking, biting, and ramming against the huge bait bag.
In this extreme chaos, he slowly closed his eyes.
He gave up trying to distinguish it with sonar, because the sea of snowflakes no longer held any informational value.
He also gave up trying to decipher those subtle signals with his fingertips, because all he could do now was endless "noise".
He imagined himself as a rock sinking to the bottom of the sea, being washed by the raging waves, just waiting for the signal that would tear the ocean apart!
Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere on the field gradually shifted from initial excitement to a tired and anxious afternoon.
The broadcast also occasionally reported a few "big fish" weighing around 40 kilograms that had been caught at other fishing spots.
Each broadcast caused a small commotion, injecting a bit of energy into the otherwise dull match.
In Lin Yu'an's live stream, the atmosphere gradually shifted from initial excitement to a more polarized state.
Some die-hard fans still firmly believe that the streamer is preparing a big surprise, while other new viewers and entertainment enthusiasts are already getting impatient.
[Is the streamer asleep? It's been almost two hours, and apart from watching the fish swarming around, there's been absolutely no movement.]
[I told you my attempt to show off would fail, right? I made such a big fuss, but all the fish were small fry; I scared away the real big fish.]
[That's enough, that's enough. The streamer probably gave up too and is just resting with his eyes closed.]
[If you're not going to watch, then get lost. What are you babbling about? You guys probably wouldn't even dare to raise your voice in real life, would you?]
Looking at the motionless Lin Yu'an, Noah couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She gently tucked his open coat collar in, then sat quietly beside him, continuing to act as his most loyal protector.
Just as almost half the viewers in the live stream were losing patience, Lin Yu'an suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes! What flashed in his eyes was the sharp glint of a hawk locking onto its prey!
Just a moment ago, the high-frequency, chaotic, and violent vibrations at his fingertips, like those of an electric drill, disappeared without warning!
"They're here."
He forced out two words through gritted teeth. His voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with the oppressive feeling of an impending storm.
Before Noah could react to what he meant, the anomaly was already clearly displayed before her eyes through the sonar screen!
Just a moment ago, the chaotic "fish ball" on the screen, which resembled a blizzard and consisted of hundreds or thousands of small fish, suddenly "exploded" without warning!
It was as if an invisible depth charge had detonated among them, and all the little points of light scattered wildly in all directions like a flock of startled birds!
In the very center of that chaotic "fish ball", a brief "vacuum zone" appeared!
Immediately afterwards, a huge, utterly illogical outline appeared in the very center of that "vacuum zone"!
The viewers in the live stream also saw this scene at the same time, and the barrage of comments instantly changed from mockery and boredom to a chorus of terrified screams!
[Holy crap!!! What is that thing?!]
[Fish—the fish are exploding! And that one in the middle—is it a submarine?!]
[It's coming! The big one is coming! My heart is about to jump out of my chest!]
On the screen, the deep red outline, the moment it appeared, began to slowly but irresistibly sink deeper into the depths.
At the same time, Lin Yu'an's fingertips also felt the exact same feedback!
He knew this was the signal he had been waiting for for two hours!
This prehistoric behemoth, which had survived for half a century, finally lost all patience and caution! It arrived like a monarch and emptied the entire "table" in one gulp!
"The battle has begun, buddy!"
Lin Yu'an roared, his voice like a thunderclap, without any hesitation or reservation!
He didn't use Nanook's method of pulling back a meter to hook the fish. Because he was facing a behemoth that was much larger and more powerful than Nanook's target!
We need to use the strongest force to drive that 16/0 giant hook firmly into its armor-like upper jaw!
His legs were like steel bars rooted to the ice, his waist and abdomen twisted violently, his core strength exploded instantly, and he sat down hard backward!
"Buzz—!!!"
The 400-pound nylon line, stretched to its limit, suddenly emitted a shriek like a steel cable about to snap!
The next second, an unimaginable, terrifying force emanated directly from the ice cave!
Lin Yu'an was abruptly pulled from a half-sitting position to a standing position!
His anti-slip crampons carved two deep white grooves into the hard ice, making a screeching sound!
He was pulled so hard by this force that he stumbled and almost crashed into the tent's support pole!
"Damn it! The space is too small!"
Lin Yu'an glanced around. In this tent, which was only three meters in diameter, he didn't have enough space to back up or move to counter the beast's first frenzied charge!
"Noah! Pack up the tent! I need battlefield space now!"
Noah reacted instantly! Without the slightest hesitation, she rushed towards the key support points of the tent.
The structure of this pop-up ice fishing tent is like a giant inverted umbrella.
She pushed inward with force, and with a "click," the support rod on that side instantly unlocked and retracted inward!
She did the same thing, running quickly around the tent and unlocking all four support poles!
Without support, the huge, blocky fortress-like tent collapsed inward like a deflated balloon in less than five seconds!
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Yu'an leaped upwards, broke free from the collapsed tent fabric, and landed steadily on the open ice surface!
The heater, chairs, floor mats, and food and equipment scattered all over the ground were instantly exposed to the icy snow.
The demolition process instantly attracted everyone's attention!
"Look! What happened to fishing spot A-1? The tent flew away!"
"He's caught a fish! A really big one!!"
Freed from the constraints of the tent, Lin Yu'an finally had room to maneuver. But what he faced was the beast's most frenzied first charge!
"Squeak—squeak—"
The anti-slip crampons screeched as they rubbed against the hard ice. Lin Yu'an's feet were firmly planted on the ice, trying to use his weight and core strength to maintain his balance.
But that force was just too great, so great that it was unreasonable and so great that it made people despair!
He was dragged along, staggering as he slid towards the bottomless ice cave! One meter, two meters, three meters—he was less than two meters from the edge of the deadly ice cave!
"An!!" Noah's scream even changed tone.
"Don't come any closer!" Lin Yu'an squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, his face turning red, and the veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms.
Without the damping effect of a fishing rod, without the protection of a fishing reel, and even without the screeching sound of brake pads, everything becomes so primitive and cruel.
Lin Yu-an quickly tilted the "Y"-shaped hand crank in his hand, trying to let the coil slide out along the top of the bracket in order to release the terrifying tension.
However, an accident occurred.
Because when winding the yarn earlier, the coils were stacked too tightly in an effort to make them tight.
At this moment, under the tensile force of hundreds of kilograms, the outermost nylon thread, like a sharp steel wire, cut directly into the gap of the inner coil!
"Damn it! The cable's stuck!"
This is the most fatal mechanical failure in handline fishing—the line spool locks itself!
The fishing line, which should have slid out smoothly, became stuck deep inside the spool due to the immense pressure.
In that instant, the enormous kinetic energy lost its outlet, and all the tension was applied to the wooden support without reservation!
"Crunch—crunch—"
That wasn't the sound of burning, but the mournful cry of the fibers inside dry, old wood breaking under high pressure.
Lin Yu'an could clearly feel the wooden handle in his hand trembling and deforming!
"No—hold on—"
He tried to adjust the angle, but it was too late.
"Smack!!!"
A sharp, explosive sound, like a gunshot, suddenly rang out on the silent ice field.
The old elm wood hand-cranked board, handcrafted by the Inuit elder and passed down for decades, ultimately couldn't withstand the brutal tearing between this deep-sea behemoth and the modern, high-strength nylon thread.
The Y-shaped left support used to support the coil broke off directly from the base!
The enormous reaction force sent the broken pieces of wood flying like shrapnel, and the wolf slammed into Lin Yu'an's clothes.
But the thread is still being pulled out!
Without the restraint of the support frame, the remaining hundreds of meters of fishing line exploded on the ice like a tangled mess of venomous snakes!
"Sizzle sizzle—"
—"
The out-of-control coils were thrashing and whipping wildly across the ice! If a single thread were to get tangled in Lin Yu'an's fingers or ankles, the massive underwater creature would pull them apart instantly, resulting in the separation of flesh and bone!
In a critical moment, Lin Yu'an made an instinctive decision.
He tossed aside the last remaining handle in his hand. With his large hands, clad in heavy US military cold-weather gloved gloves, he lunged directly at the rapidly flowing nylon fishing line!
He wanted to use his hands as the final brake!
"Stop it!!!" Lin Yu'an roared, gripping the fishing line tightly with both hands.
The dull "hissing" sound produced when leather is rubbed intensely, and the faint smell of burnt leather.
This breathtaking scene caused an uproar among the surrounding contestants and spectators.
[Hand-drawn line?! They're just pulling it by hand?! Don't they care about their hands?!]
[This is insane! This is absolutely insane! The power is overflowing from the screen!]
This is a real-life version of "The Old Man and the Sea"! They're risking their lives to catch fish!
This roar startled the entire ice rink.
The surrounding competitors, whether they were baiting their hooks or playing their fish, were all drawn over by the commotion.
People gathered at fishing spot A-1 as if on a pilgrimage.
However, out of respect for the athletes and for their safety, they only dared to stop a dozen meters away, forming a huge semicircle at a distance.
"My God—" The German champion, number 7, took off his sunglasses, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Even a 70-kilogram behemoth wouldn't have this kind of explosive power—"
"Make way! Everyone make way! Let me through!"
A series of hurried footsteps approached, and the Northeastern man selling instant noodles, carrying his large insulated container, pushed his way through the crowd, panting heavily.
When he saw Lin Yu'an's smoking gloves and the taut fishing line that made a "buzzing" sound as it cut through the wind, his mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg.
"Oh my god! Dude! You're fucking asking for trouble!"
The man from Northeast China was so anxious he was stamping his feet. He threw the thermos on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush in, shouting, "I'll help you! Let's stabilize the line first!"
Lin Yu'an forced out a roar through gritted teeth, "Don't move!! Don't come any closer! It's too dangerous!" The veins on his neck bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Just then, a figure wearing a heavy sealskin coat, like a moving iceberg, blocked the way for the Northeastern man.
It's Nanook.
The old hunter held an ice pick horizontally in front of him, blocking everyone who wanted to come forward to help.
His cloudy eyes, however, shone with an astonishing brightness as he stared intently at Lin Yu'an, who was struggling with the enormous object.
"Let him do it himself," Nanuk said in a hoarse but authoritative voice. "It's the hunter's choice."
"Young man! Don't use your brute force! Do you want to outmuscle the ocean? You'll lose miserably!"
Lin Yu'an was gritting his teeth, desperately trying to stop the string from tightening, when he heard this, his movements paused slightly.
Yes, you can't just go in blindly. This is a flounder, not a tuna. It relies on its heavy body and large, flat body to create underwater drag.
Lin Yu'an's previously stiff and tense muscles instantly adjusted.
At this moment, the giant underwater creature launched another surge! If it were just now, Lin Yu'an would definitely have fought back desperately, trying not to retreat an inch.
This time, however, he took a deep breath, and although his hands were still clenched, his wrists began to relax. Following the pull, his body rhythmically moved forward half a meter.
Then, using the resistance of the crampons, slowly apply the brakes.
"Squeak—" The line went out another ten meters or so, but it didn't break.
“That’s right.” Nanook squinted. “Now, it’s turning around. It thinks it’s free. That’s your chance!”
"Use your legs! Don't use your waist! Like pulling a sled! Lean back, push off with your legs! Pull back the line!"
Under Nanook's command, Lin Yu'an seemed to have found his backbone. He was no longer blindly tug-of-war, but had become a precise winch.
Taking advantage of the moment when the force subsided slightly, Lin Yu'an roared, his thigh muscles bulged, and he kicked backward!
one meter!
He quickly switched hands and skillfully coiled the meter of fishing line he had pulled back into a figure-eight shape behind him without any knots.
Thus began a long and brutal tug-of-war.
This wasn't a few minutes of outburst, but hours of torment.
Time ticked by, minute by minute. Ten minutes — three minutes — one hour —
Not a single spectator, including tourists who had originally come just to watch the spectacle, left or even made a sound.
Dozens of people quietly watched this ultimate showdown between humanity and nature.
Lin Yu'an's condition was now approaching the critical point of his physiological limit.
The extreme cold and sustained high-intensity exertion caused his bodily functions to begin showing dangerous signs.
Every muscle was trembling, my lungs felt like they were inhaling shards of glass, and my throat tasted strongly of blood.
In his world, the sounds of wind and snow vanished, the clamor of the crowd disappeared. Only the taut lifeline in his hand remained, and on the other end of that line stood a powerful opponent who had not yielded.
Just when Lin Yu'an thought this would be a simple battle of endurance, the sensation from underwater suddenly changed!
The heavy feeling of falling disappeared, replaced by a strong rotating torque!
The nylon thread in my hand began to twist itself wildly, making a sickening "sizzling" sound.
"Oh no! It's rolling!" Lin Yu'an's pupils suddenly contracted.
This is a unique escape technique of flounders—to get rid of the hooks in their mouths, they will violently roll their bodies underwater like crocodiles.
For handline fishing, this is the most fatal mistake. Once the main line gets tangled and knotted due to spinning, these knots can weaken the line or even cause it to break under immense tension!
Those around him couldn't see the details, only that Lin Yu'an's face was deathly pale and his body began to twist strangely with the fishing line. No one guided him; Nanuk simply watched quietly.
Lin Yu'an gritted his teeth and made a decision in a very short time: he absolutely could not force it!
He actually loosened his grip on the fishing line, hooked it with just two fingers, and quickly drew circles in the air following the direction the fish rolled!
One lap — Two laps — Ten laps
His wrists rotated wildly at an angle opposite to the joint, using an almost acrobatic softness to neutralize the rotational torque that was enough to cut the steel wire.
Two minutes later, the frantic spinning force finally disappeared, and the fishing line returned to its straight and taut state.
You won the bet!
However, before he could catch his breath, a second crisis followed.
When the fish was pulled up to the thermocline at a depth of about 200 meters, the change in pressure seemed to stimulate the giant beast.
It had seemed somewhat exhausted, but suddenly it unleashed a terrifying power, like a final burst of energy before death!
Instead of tumbling, it turned its head and launched a resolute dive into the dark 500-meter abyss!
"Buzz—!!!"
Lin Yu'an felt like he was pulling a heavy truck going downhill at full speed!
Without any warning, he was dragged across the ice for a full three meters, leaving him less than fifty centimeters from the edge of the dark ice cave!
"An!!" Noah screamed in terror.
"Don't come any closer!!"
Lin Yu'an roared, his crampons carving two deep white marks on the ice.
This time, technique is useless; all that's left is a battle of raw power!
He can't let the line out! If it washes back into the silt and reefs on the seabed, all his efforts will be wasted!
"Come back here!!!"
Lin Yu'an leaned back so that his body was almost touching the ice, using his spine as a lever and his entire skeleton as a support.
He was not only using his arms, but also his thighs, waist, abdomen, and even the force of his teeth to fight against this strange force that was diving down!
It was a feeling of pressure that made your blood vessels feel like they were about to burst.
One second — Two seconds —
Finally, the frantic downward momentum was abruptly stopped in mid-air by this mortal body of flesh and blood!
The tug-of-war lasted for a full half hour.
When the behemoth was dragged down to within twenty meters of the ice, the final and most illogical and perilous test began.
Logically speaking, any fish that is rapidly pulled from a depth of 500 meters to a shallow area will experience a drastic change in internal pressure.