A Sense of Foreboding .............
Peng Yi's gaze fixed upon the warship looming ominously before him, his expression increasingly solemn. The more he observed it, the stronger the feeling that something was amiss gnawed at his instincts.
As he witnessed two speedboats being lowered from the warship, each brimming with seven or eight heavily armed individuals, an inexplicable tremor coursed through his heart.
Finally, realization struck like a bolt of lightning, illuminating the truth.
This was no ordinary warship; it was an assembly of ruthless pirates.
Their nefarious objective was none other than the precious cargo aboard the "Shitai" – they intended to hijack it, endangering the lives and livelihoods of all onboard.
Reacting swiftly, Peng Yi's voice pierced through the tense air, his urgency palpable, [ " They're pirates! We're facing a horde of pirates! Full speed ahead, let us hasten our pace, swiftly, swiftly, swiftly! " ]