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Chapter 206 The Mystery of the Shipwreck (1)(2/2)

He entered the situation on the ship and then opened the sole of the shoe, took out a thin password book from it, and embed some keywords in the preset location of the article according to the above requirements. When the headquarters received his report, he would also use the keywords to determine whether the equipment was safe.

He carefully checked it again, confirmed it was correct, and clicked the send button.

Dennis took back the password book, came to the door again, and met Hanson with a secret code and let him in.

Only Dennis knew whether to report safety or not. However, the headquarters responded to the orders targeted both of them.

A few minutes later, a progress bar illuminated on the screen, indicating that the satellite signal from the headquarters is being received. After receiving, a paragraph of text appears on the screen:

"The daily notification time has changed to once every morning and evening. The Netherlands, Britain, France, Spain and Portugal along the coast have received our request for assistance, and their warships will pay close attention to each coastal port. Once we receive our request, we will arrive within twelve hours to provide assistance. At noon every day, a military aircraft will be inspected on the air. In addition, according to the GPS satellite positioning provided by the ship, we will always watch your route. Unless the cloud cover and the weather is harsh, if the satellite positioning signal disappears and does not appear within two hours, or the ship obviously deviates from the route, we will send fighter planes to search, and do not issue a warning, and sink the cargo ship directly!"

Dunnis and Hansen both burst into cold sweats, looked at each other, and closed the box lid with their hands trembling.

"Well, is the maritime positioning system on the ship turned on?" Denise swallowed and asked Hansen nervously.

Hansen also had a pale face: "Isn't you the entire ship you are responsible for inspecting? How do I know if the maritime positioning system on the ship is turned on? Two hours, two hours do not indicate the location, they will directly sink the freighter!"

Dennis suddenly bounced from the ground without a sound, flew straight to the door, opened the door, and ran towards the main control room on the top floor like crazy.

If the positioning system had not been turned on all day today, would the headquarters immediately order the fighter jets to bomb?

He seemed to see a fighter plane passing through the clouds, and a pilot wearing a high-altitude anti-duty suit was reporting to the command center: discover the target, repeat it, discover the target, and attack is about to be launched!

Damn, don't be so hasty!

I just talked to you. If I die so unknown, I will go to heaven and I don’t know why I died, that would be miserable!

But can I really go to heaven?

Dennis was thinking a lot, and heard the loud sound of the cabin closing behind him, and then the footsteps sounded, and Hansen followed him out.

Their violent actions alarmed the mercenaries above.

With a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, a group of mercenaries rushed to the stairs between the first and second floors. They pointed their guns down: "Stop! What are you going to do? If you don't stop, we will shoot!"

In the passage, the mercenaries aimed at the red laser dots at the gunpoint and swayed around Dennis.

"Get out! I'm from the CIA! Mom, we're all going to be killed!" Dennis stopped under the gun, but his anger and fear made him curse, and the sweat on his head wet his collar.

The plague's face appeared at the entrance of the passage, next to him, followed the tank and other senior mercenary gang cadres.

He was tied up all day and was very energetic.

Tank and others kept their promises and loosened the ties after the ship left the port and entered the sea. However, the viper who had personally loosened him was punched hard on his face, and half of his face became swollen.

"I know you are a fly from the CIA, but since I have accepted Mr. May's employment, the defense on this ship is up to us hunters. The members of the ship must not leave their positions for no reason. If you have anything to do, just tell me." The plague said with a gloomy face.

"Damn it! Bastard, what are you fucking commanding? The fighter plane may have been dispatched. We will all be killed by you!" Duniston yelled loudly.

Behind him, Hansen also quickly chased after him. Seeing the confrontation here, he immediately said: "We must turn on GPS immediately. If the headquarters cannot receive our signal, they will think we have been robbed. They will immediately send fighter planes to search and sink the cargo ship without any warning!"

The mercenaries at the entrance of the second floor were a little turbulent. Some people were about to curse.

The plague was unmoved and raised his right hand. The mercenaries immediately calmed down.

No matter what evil filth has happened between them, the plague is their leader, leading them through countless difficulties. When interests are consistent, he has absolute authority.

"This regulation is unreasonable!" The Plague did not immediately order the mercenaries to check the positioning system, but instead discussed the rationality issue with Denise calmly. "The satellite positioning system cannot penetrate the clouds and cannot play a role in thunderstorms and heavy rains. Could it be that when encountering such a situation that humans cannot resist, the headquarters will also send fighter planes to sink us?"

"Damn it! When did the CIA reason? It was the State Department and the Pentagon who were responsible for making up lies and convincing the whole world!" Dennis was angry and anxious, and paused and told the truth.

The mercenaries at the entrance of the second floor laughed together.

They were calm when they saw the plague and were not anxious. The regiment commander was standing in the same trench with them, and he would never have harmed everyone. Since he was not in a hurry, the mercenaries would not have to worry about the sky.

Dennis's back was soaked with sweat. He laughed at the mercenaries

Although he was a little ashamed, his life was important after all, so he should shout loudly. If we don’t send a location signal for half an hour, we may face attacks from fighter planes.” He thought for a while and added, “Every day at noon, European countries along the coast will send fighter planes to patrol over us. If abnormalities are found, they will launch attacks without warning!”

His last words were actually a warning to the mercenary group.

It means that no matter how cruel your mercenaries are or how murderous you are, you can only die in the face of fighter missile attacks on this ship. If you know the truth, be honest.

The plague smiled coldly: "When thunderstorms are there, can fighter jets take off? On the sea, storms that last for several days are common. After the storm, the headquarters found that our ship had deviated from the route, or had not contacted them for a long time. They would also send fighter jets to sink us directly?"

Dunnis and Hansen were speechless.

Hansen hesitated for a moment before saying, "Extremely bad weather is not within this range."

The plague nodded slightly and asked the mercenaries to withdraw: "I understand! You go to the main control room and check it out. I don't know if the satellite positioning system is turned on. If you check it, it will be good for everyone."

He looked at Dennis and Hansen with relief and rushed to the main control room, leaving several mercenaries to continue guarding the passage, and the other senior cadres returned to his room.

The mercenary who died in the internal strife was wrapped up by them and stuffed it into a box. When he arrived at the sea, he put the box in the box and sank it into the bottom of the sea.

"A plane comes every day at noon, which means that we are safe at other times." The tank was afraid of the plague because the risk was too great, so he refused to hijack the ship again. He was the first to speak, laying a tone for the discussion below.

The viper knew it well and immediately continued: "There are many restrictions on satellite positioning. Clouds and bad weather will affect the positioning effect. So, although the fly from the CIA was very serious, in fact, they could not use satellite positioning as the main basis for judgment. As long as there is thunderstorm weather, we have a chance!"

The plague glanced at them, and waited until almost all the cadres expressed their opinions, and said, "I said I would participate in the robbery of this ship and would not withdraw. Instead of trying to strengthen my determination, you might as well consider how to crack the Americans."

He took out a box from the cabinet and opened it. There was a device and a laptop.

He quickly found a wire repair panel in the room, pried it open, searched for a while, found the data cable, and used a knife to break it, and then connected the equipment in. He connected the equipment to the computer, turned on the computer and operated it, pointed to the screen and said, "I invaded the computer in the main control room on the ship. This is the sea cloud map they received in the past few days. From this, near the English Channel, it has been calm and there are no storms."

The mercenaries were all stunned by his series of dazzling actions.

They fight in Africa, as long as they have excellent combat skills, they are not very good at repairing electronic equipment. Satellite cloud maps. To be honest, they don’t look at them after reading them, so they can only listen to the plague explaining them.

I heard that there were no storms in recent days, and they were all a little disappointed.

The vast sea was so robbed a ship. The cargo ship was sailing at a speed of more than ten or twenty nautical miles per hour. If you want to avoid the plane, the search for warships would be impossible in just a few days.

He clapped his hands, which made the mercenaries in a daze come to their senses: "Okay. Let's analyze it.

The CIA boy first said that he would be attacked if he could not receive the satellite signal. Later, he changed his words and said for half an hour. From his attitude changed, I judged that this time might be longer than what he revealed. So let's count it as an hour.

But no matter what, the satellite positioning system is an important guarantee for the Americans to confirm that we are traveling according to the scheduled route, and it is certain.

After that, although the CIA guy didn't say it directly, according to the CIA's practice, they must have other ways to contact the headquarters.

However, based on common sense, people always have to rest and sleep. Therefore, the time they contact the headquarters will be during the day. We only need to pay more attention to them and see if anyone shows fatigue tomorrow and whether there are red threads in their eyes, we can judge whether their connection is in the day or in the early morning.

It is easy to observe carefully and find their connection rules.

Viper, arrange a few wise brothers, get close to them, take them to drink and gamble, and spend time with them all day. I need to know their detailed activities."

The viper was very convinced of his arrangement and agreed immediately.

The plague land was judged and handled in an orderly manner, and a fog was in his words. Everyone knew it in their hearts. They had more confidence in the equipment on this hijacking of the freighter.

"What should I do if the plane is noon every day?" Tank said with some concern.

The plague pondered, obviously also found it very tricky: "This is the most difficult thing to do. If they contact the headquarters, it is best if the time they contact the plane arrives. So we have twenty-four hours to complete all the work. But if it is not at this time, it is very likely to be in the morning or at night. That will be troublesome, which means that the time left for us during the day is only three or four hours. At best, it is only ten hours for the night, and the time is very tight!"

The mercenaries also understood what he meant.

A few hours during the day is only enough to transfer equipment from this ship to another ship. As soon as the plane arrives in the air, why don’t you launch an attack immediately when you see this situation?

The time is a little more abundant at night, but it is also very limited.
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