OOC: Again by Parador with minor changes by me.
On board of the Chinese fishing trawler
“They are coming closer ...” said the helmsman of the Chinese trawler to his captain.
“Report to all Chinese ships in this area, the Filipinos are moving in our direction with the intent of boarding us.” said the captain to his radio operator. »Guys, pull the nets on board, we need to get out of here now.”
Under moaning and groaning the big old winch drew the nets slowly on board of the trawler, when all a sudden a big wave dangerously hit the ship. The shock and surprise of the crew was complete, with a couple of the sailors being washed overboard.
"Men overboard !!!" called the sailors towards the bridge.
Damn! Why now? cursed the captain and went to the cupboard to get the flare gun.
Desperately the crew members of the trawler were trying to get the swimming comrades back on board.
At the same time on board of the fisheries protection vessels Tabano
What are they doing? wondered Lt. Garcia “Helmsman, bring us within two hundred yards to the trawler. I would like to see more details.”
“Aye, Sir !”
Restless Lt. Garcia walked back and forth until he finally stopped on the left side of the bridge. They were only less than two hundred yards from the Chinese fishing trawlers, as the world seemed to explode for Lt. Garcia.
The engines had been "crying" every now and again, while the helmsman tried to hold the position. Lt. Garcia, who observed the whole situation with his binoculars, had been too distracted to hear the warning signal of the XO: "Water depth decreases! Depth of three meters ..... Depth of two meters .... Decreased depth!"
At the same the captain of the Chinese trawler shoot several flares to see his overboard sailors better. Lt. Garcia did not hear the warning signal of his XO. He rushed back to the bridge. "Sent to the HQ, we are being bombarded by the Chinese trawler ...."
"Lieutenant, the water depth!"
Suddenly the Tabano were offset by the flow and ran on a coral reef. As the ship heeled heavily to starboard, after this sudden stop no one on the bridge was left standing. The momentum drove the Tabano even more against the coral, and although the brittle calcium formations gave way under the heavy ship immediately, it was by the screech of steel, the howling of the wind, and the screams of surprised members of the crew, the impression that the end of the world is coming.
The XO screamed into the microphone: "Radio room, here is the bridge. Report to headquarters." And while the crunching and screeching continued, "Taking water, we ran onto a reef, damage aft ..."
The message that was sent by the frightened and confused radio operator to the HQ, was instead "HQ, here Tabano. We have taken water. Damaged and under attack..