The grey-blue anti-rust painted cargo ship has been used for seven or eight years and is inconspicuous on the coast of Southeast Asia where ships come and go. It has been along the coast of Borneo to the end, but then turns southeastward. In fact, it is passing between Borneo and the Palawan Islands across the sea, which is considered to enter the Inland Sea of ​​the Freibin. Going further forward is Mindanao, which is also a headache for Freibin. This area is an area where extreme Islam armed groups are active, such as the prayer group that was harshly played by Buck and others, or the Free Elders Group that shouted to kill Alisa. However, the former is active on the territory of Freibin, and the latter is in the area of ​​Malaysia and Indonesia. This area is similar to a three-doubled Golden Triangle area, but they are just islands.

The pirates in the cabin, like smuggling boats, only went to the deck to breathe after dusk. They could only come out to see it in scattered before, so they didn't know where the cargo ship sailed. Only the middle-aged man could see the chart in the cockpit, so it was quite stable, but at this moment he was also a little scared and thrilled, feeling deep into the tiger's den: "This... I heard that there are extremely fierce and extreme Muslim groups around here. We can really run away after fighting?" He still knew what kind of goods he was.

Buck pointed to the chart and said, "Are you clear about your mission? All ships trying to escape from the encirclement are your targets of attack. Do you know how to distinguish the enemy from us?"

The middle-aged man picked up a pair of tactical sunglasses: "Look... look at this! We also put the reflective strips on the hat."

Buck nodded: "Okay... let's start preparing now."

The middle-aged man confirmed again: "Can we really get 100,000 US dollars?" This money is not evenly divided by a hundred pirates. In the more primitive villages, the money is all controlled by the leaders, so it seems that the quantity is really quite large.

Buck was a little proud at this time: "As long as you stick to your post and ensure the success of the entire operation, there will be no problem!"

The middle-aged man went away anxiously. Aikenler's brother saw Buck's eyes and nodded and went out. Soon, when night fell, the canopy-like cover of the small speedboat was opened. The fishermen began to skillfully form three or five, lifted the wooden boats like sampan to the edge of the freighter deck, and lifted them one by one to the water surface from the boom. There were ropes at the beginning and end of the boat. The fishermen tried hard to hold the berth and finally fixed the cables to the cable piles on both sides of the deck.

Hong Qi and his men also began to distribute magazines to these fishermen. Not many, each with four AK magazines. In the past ten days, Hong Qi corrected the most: Don’t hold the trigger and hit it all in one box. You can only adjust the fast and slow machine to a single shot and hit it slowly. This is much more accurate and not so wasteful.

The fishermen and pirates did not have special combat attire, and looked at the tall and big Hong Qi and others with envy. In the corner next to the cockpit, Ah Nu and Aikener were checking each other whether the tactical vest helmets on each other were fixed. The two dogs of all sizes were sticking out their tongues and lying beside them in curiously observing.

Through a few incandescent lamps hidden in the corner and a few headlights flashlights, the entire deck was filled with a dark and sneaky busy scene. At this time, Buck pulled down the yellow lenses on his helmet, which was indeed a highlight. Needless to say, Hong Qi and others put the reflectors of enemy and me all over the body. In contrast, each of the fishermen was given a baseball cap, and a reflector sized by fingernails on the Velcro on his forehead seemed much pitiful.

Buck stood outside the railing in front of the bridge, holding both hands on both sides, looking at the busy figure below. This was almost the largest number of people he organized to fight. Perhaps from a subconscious perspective, when he heard that Chen Lei and others gradually returned to the role of soldiers in Iraq and officially entered the battlefield to kill, Buck was still a little disappointed, or wanted to reexamine his meaning.

Let’s see what combat operations that Natasha also gave him a lot of suggestions, and what results can be achieved in the end.

Ah Nu and Aikenler, who had been tidying up, came over to help Buck check. The same combat uniform would not roll the sleeves to the upper arm at this time. Each gap between the cuffs and gloves was glued with nylon Velcro. The pistols on the chest and right waist were loaded. Buck's G36C short assault rifle that he was used to was also slung and carried around his waist. Ah Nu signaled the medical bag, and Buck still smiled and picked it up and carried it.

Should I be a good military doctor or a commander?

Buck is also constantly challenging himself.

The captain and the first mate in the cockpit behind him were the Chinese who were rescued from the Freight Bin Neihai last time. This time he was able to participate in similar actions and was full of emotions. Seeing Buck turn around, he pointed to the repeater next to him connected to the high antenna of the cargo ship, which was already working.

Buck tried to press the headphones on the left: "Can you hear the flag fluttering?"

Hong Qi's metallic sound can only be heard from the words in Yuqing dialect: "No problem, Lao Ba!"

A few minutes later, a long-lost voice came from the headset to Buck's right: "Judge? Can you hear it?"

Buck calmly: "Harves, can you turn on the game channel, and the repeater is connected...has it reached the coordinates?"

The sound of the hammer also returned to the metallic sound: "Okay... it's here!"

Buck began to look up at the surrounding waters and took off the rattlesnake infrared life light on his shoulder: "Signal..."

Sure enough, the light yellow luminous filter quickly captured the red flash at two o'clock at the bow of the ship, more than five hundred meters away. Buck responded with the same frequency and waved his hand to let the middle-aged man come up. It could be seen that the pirate leader was not a mountain eagle type that occupied the mountain and was not so lawless. At this moment, he became more and more nervous when he arrived on the other person's ground. He was a little nervous when he got on the hull escort. Buck emphasized to him for the last time: "Seeing that there is no light on the island here, send your ship, it is like this dial, surrounded. As long as the boat comes out, it is not ours, beat me hard! Don't let any armed personnel go..."

The natives who have been begging for food on the rural coast are used to nights without lights. Their night vision ability is actually better than that of the city people. Now they are struggling to nod: "I know... I surround the entire island, especially here, and whenever there is a boat coming out, they must rush up and kill all the guns on the boat, only women and children are not killed..."

Buck once again reminded: "But as long as you find someone who doesn't look like this, you can't kill him! If you can't make up your mind, just keep it for me to see you. In short, don't let the gun run away!"

The middle-aged man tried to keep up with Buck's viciousness: "Okay!"

Buck waved his hand and basically put down the boats on both sides of the deck. The fishermen and pirates saw the middle-aged man picking up a civil walkie talkie and greeting him in the local dialect, and then slipping down the rope one after another. The middle-aged man finally waved a long military telephone and followed. A dozen small boats, with the reflective strips just posted, began to make low roars of diesel engines on the sea and rushed towards both sides.

The reflective bar soon became blurred, more than two hundred meters, and without the assistance of the scope and laser indicator, it would be impossible to see clearly.

So Buck picked up his rifle. In the four-fold scope above, a row of shuttle boats with reflective strips in the distance also left a cargo ship there and rushed towards the island with lights and flames in the distance!

It's time for me to go on.

The last two small boats were loaded with less than ten people, including Hongqi and Buck, but the small boats heading towards the shore of the light were all paddling manually. Even if the propeller was filled with oil, two rows of people were sprinting silently on the side of the boat as hard as dragon boats!
Chapter completed!