At the stern of the ship, a gangster wearing a black body armor was standing in the corner with a panicked expression, his eyes scanning rapidly, as if he was looking for something.
The MP5 in his hand was tightened and loosened, and then tightened again. Sweat dripped down his temples. The weapons and equipment on his body did not give him any sense of security at all.
"Damn it..." The gangster was dripping with cold sweat. His face reflected a warm yellow light in the firelight of the Chinook helicopter wreckage, but his heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar and he could not feel any warmth.
"Sir, everyone has been killed!" He pressed the air duct headset and said in a trembling voice.
"What is the enemy's combat effectiveness?" William's urgent voice came from the headset. He was eager to know the enemy's intelligence.
"I don't know... I don't know... He looks like a piece of clothing, dark..." There was endless fear in the gangster's voice:
"A ghost, just like a ghost..."
William had a sullen face. His soldiers had all fought their way out of the battlefield, with bullets and bullets flying through them. Not to mention the dead, they didn't blink even when there were piles of corpses.
However, now he is actually afraid of the so-called ghost... It seems that the other party's strength has made his subordinates despair.
"Let's go to the stern of the ship immediately!" William shouted immediately. A great advantage of the kitchen is that it can lead to all places except the bridge.
"Soldier, see clearly what the other party looks like and report it!" William shouted as he ran.
"A black robe, with no patterns on it, just pure black..." The gangster suppressed fear, holding the gun in his hand until his fingertips turned white.
"Oh? What you are talking about...is this a black robe?" A voice said quietly, raising his sleeves and stretching them from behind to the gangster's eyes.
"That's right...it's this kind of ordinary and terrifying..."
The gangster spoke very quickly, but as he was speaking, he suddenly realized something. His whole body froze, and he felt a cold air rushing from his heels into Tianling Gai.
The gangster's neck was stiff and his mouth was wide open, like a fish that landed on the beach, desperately breathing in the humid and salty sea air.
A pair of eyes widened, and he slowly turned his head to look at the black robe floating behind him. Just like what he had just seen, his face was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly, like a black hole.
"Ghost...ghost...ah!" the gangster screamed, then trembled violently, coughed up a mouthful of yellow and green liquid, and then fell to the ground with a plop, immediately feeling cold.
Cao Gui:(._.)
Am I that terrible?
Ta-ta-ta!
The sound of fierce footsteps came, and Cao Gui disappeared in a flash. Not long after, William came quickly with deputy captain Quill and two men.
Looking at the stern of the ship, which was full of plane wreckage and corpses, William's old face with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly became furious.
"Damn cook, damn Lei Bai, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to cut you into pieces, stuff you into the microwave, and bake you in the oven!"
"Ahhhh——!"
Vice-captain Quill ignored the furious William and carefully inspected the corpses, his casual face becoming more solemn.
"They were all killed with one knife, cutting the trachea and carotid arteries with precision. The method was so simple... I underestimated this cook!"
Rarely, Vice Captain Quill's IQ is online.
"Damn it, we only have more than thirty people, and ten people have died here..."
"God...fortunately we have taken control of the entire ship..." behind William, the two gangsters with guns said in fear.
"Go to the captain's room." Quill said: "There is no file for Lei Bai in the personnel department, so his file must be in the captain's room!"
With that said, he hurriedly walked towards the captain's room, and the rest of the people saw this and quickly followed him.
After a while, Quill dug out Lei Bai's files in the safe where the nuclear missile codes were stored.
"Being from the Amphibious Special Forces, he is good at demolition, assassination, weapons, strategy and tactics. He has won the Silver Star Medal, Navy Cross Medal, Purple Heart Medal... Damn it!"
Quill slammed the thing on the table. This person was far more troublesome than he imagined.
William discovered something was wrong. Even so, it was impossible for this person to kill ten of his masters in such a short period of time. His own people were not that weak, and the other party was not that strong either.
"Damn it, what should we do now?" asked the fat middle-aged white man, holding the MP5 in his hand and rubbing it constantly. The flesh on his face kept trembling, and he wanted to shoot this special forces member with a gun!
"Let our people immediately block all passages below the deck." William said. Their target was the Tomahawk cruise missile and money. There was no need to get entangled with this person.
"I have a way to deal with him!" A fierce look flashed across Quill's face, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Turn on the fire-fighting system to release water and flood the sailors in the forward deck cabin. I don't believe that they will die without saving them!"
William and the fat white man looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. This guy could really do what he did. That would cost hundreds of lives, and he was still an ordinary sailor.
Although they would forcefully kill anyone who gets in the way, they never thought of massacring their own citizens.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Quil said with a nonchalant look on his face: "None of them like me anyway."
"Okay, let's do it!" William said immediately. It's not like they have never done massacres before, but they have never massacred their own citizens. Now that the situation is critical, they can no longer care about it.
"Hehehehe..." Quill grinned and led a few people to turn on the fire hose.
"Zizi... William, we'll be there in about ten minutes." This was a voice coming from the channel.
"Our submarine has arrived!" William was immediately overjoyed. Finally, there was good news, and he immediately ordered: "Smith, destroy the satellite relay station in Hawaii and don't let them locate us."
"Roger!" Upon hearing his words, an old man sitting in front of the weapon system console immediately started operating, and finally pressed a launch button.
Outside the battleship, a Harpoon missile flew out and flew hundreds of kilometers away to Hawaii.
"Jack, turn off the propeller, start anchoring, and help me connect to the Hawaii base." William said angrily.
Outside the bridge, Quill directed seven or eight gangsters to open the fire hydrant, and a large amount of seawater was pumped up from below and poured into the front deck cabin. Suddenly, the sailors trapped inside felt the love from the sea.
"Hahaha, my soldiers, take a good bath inside... Hahaha!"
Not far away, Cao Gui looked at their actions with confusion. After a moment, he suddenly realized that they were planning to use their lives to force him out.
It's a good idea, but...it's none of my business whether the US Navy is dead or not?
"Forget it, it's still closed." Cao Gui curled his lips. If too many people died, Sitwell would be gossiped about and his credit would be unstable.
Cao Gui stretched out his wrist, and a Beretta pistol appeared. This was the one he had used on the gangster just now, so that his identity would not be revealed.
boom!
Gunshots rang out loudly, and Vice Captain Quilton, who was laughing loudly, suddenly trembled. The bullet entered from the back of his head and exited from his forehead. Suddenly, half of his face was gone, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"Shet! There is an enemy!"
The gangsters shouted, looking for the enemy in a panic, but the next moment, bang bang bang gunfire sounded one after another. Before they could find Cao Gui, he turned into a corpse and fell to the ground, dead.
"Beretta's big magazine is really good..." Cao Gui cooed.
