Conali suddenly died of a heart attack, so Yang Chen naturally didn't believe it.
People lifted Konali's body out of the submarine and brought it to the ship. Yang Chen saw the strangeness of Konali's death at a glance. He picked up his clothes, checked several fatal spots, and concluded that Hailong killed Konali.
Hai Long stood nearby, waiting for his resignation.
Yang Chen's expression changed. It was true that Conali was a hidden danger, but he did not want to kill him. He planned to end the matter and introduce Conali to ycv. Conali was an economics professor at Yale University and was considered a talent.
"Boss..." Long San wanted to plead for Hai Long, but as he spoke, Yang Chen glared back coldly. Once Yang Chen lowered his face, no one in the Arctic Fox group of unruly men would be afraid, including Xie Zi and Da Wei.
, monkey, Tarzan.
Yang Chen was silent for a long time, asked Long San for a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs in silence, and exhaled the smoke: "Tell the Americans to check if Conali has a wife or children."
Long San quickly agreed.
Yang Chen kept his promise. Even if Conali died, the 200 million US dollars would still be given to his family. After smoking, he turned around and stared at Hai Long, saying tepidly: "I won't do this next time."
Hai Long nodded in agreement.
Yang Chen flicked the cigarette butt away and said expressionlessly: "If everyone is good at making their own opinions and kills them first and then reports them, the Arctic Fox will be in chaos. That's what I care about."
Hai Long said solemnly: "Boss, I understand."
Yang Chen said no more and walked towards the cockpit with a sullen face. He did not punish Hai Long because what Hai Long did was purely for him and the Arctic Fox.
Cornelius's death was beneficial and harmless.
The underwater 3D scanner equipped on the submarine can clearly reflect the three-dimensional shape and various data of the underwater natural channels onto the drawings.
In the cockpit, Yang Chen looked at the printed drawings, and an idea flashed in his mind. The Arctic Fox could establish a secret base in the hollow mountain of Devil's Island.
Ask Lao Maozi to buy two submarines and solve the electricity problem. As for the snake problem... there is no need to worry, snakes will not enter granite caves. The rough and hard granite geology makes it difficult for snakes to crawl and survive.
Yang Chen even thought about exterminating countless venomous snakes in the meadows outside, building more than a dozen wind turbines, and using the strong sea breeze to provide power.
A blueprint was drawn repeatedly in Yang Chen's mind.
"The dead Conali still owes me half of the fee. He said that he will pay it after he returns to Kenya smoothly. This money...?" The black ship owner approached Yang Chen who was looking at the blueprints and asked cautiously. Apparently, he realized that Yang Chen and his gang were by no means good people.
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Yang Chen rolled up the drawings and said calmly: "I will be responsible."
"That's good, that's good." The captain smiled with a smile on his face, nodded and bowed, and felt a little reassured. Conali owed him fifty thousand US dollars, which was not a small sum.
The ship sailed around the island and found the stranded gunboat. The people who stayed behind on the gunboat finally reunited with Yang Chen. That evening, the rescue team sent by Scorpion also arrived at Devil's Island.
Yang Chen left Hai Long and eight others to garrison the "treasury" and prepared to return to the Arctic Fox base camp. The rescue team brought three armed speedboats, making the boat rented by Conali redundant.
The black boat owner received the balance and learned that Yang Chen would no longer use his boat. He couldn't wait to sail away from Devil's Island, which was considered a forbidden land by his ancestors.
The island with all kinds of frightening legends is scary, but in the heart of the ship boss, Yang Chen and this group of unknown people are even more terrifying. They are all exposed with evil spirits, loaded with live ammunition, equipped with armed speedboats, and are extremely tough. Even a fool can tell that they are not a good person, so they should stay away from them.
This is the best strategy.
The captain walked out of the cockpit, looked back at the increasingly ethereal Devil's Island, took a deep breath, and finally left that ghost place and those strangers who made him fearful.
Find gold.
Is there really gold on the island?
The black captain recalled the information that had been inadvertently leaked during the previous conversation between members of the expedition team. He frowned and thought deeply. The people who rented his boat were dead, and a more fierce and powerful expedition team appeared. All signs showed that there was something hidden on Devil's Island that was worth these people flocking to.
The secret to come.
If the two groups of people who landed on the island one after another really landed on the island for gold, the amount of gold must be very impressive and tempting, otherwise why would there be such a massive effort? The black ship owner was thinking about it and couldn't help but have the bold idea of contacting his acquaintances in Somalia and organizing a group to intervene.
One kick.
Playing the role of a pirate and robberies was his side job. He leaned against the cockpit door, lost in thought, and was completely unaware that an armed speedboat was rapidly approaching from behind.
"Someone is chasing us!"
A sailor panicked and pushed the guy. The guy woke up as if from a dream. He turned around and looked back. There was indeed an armed speedboat approaching, and it was one of the three speedboats that arrived at Devil's Island in the evening.
The people on the boat stared in surprise. They didn't know the intention of the pursuer and had no intention of escaping. The speedboat was much faster than the boat and there was no way they could escape.
When the distance between the two ships shortened to 70 or 80 meters, the 20mm caliber double-barreled machine gun on the armed speedboat suddenly fired. Shocking bullet holes were instantly opened in the cockpit of the seagoing ship. People inside and outside the cabin were caught off guard.
Most of them were killed by 20mm ammunition.
Bombing and killing seem to have similar effects at first glance.
In fact, the degree of tragedy was vastly different. The inside and outside of the cockpit instantly turned into a bloody hell. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere. People who were not dead twisted their bloody bodies with missing arms and legs, wailing miserably.
The black captain suffered the worst. He was interrupted at the waist, and the lower half fell into the hatch, while the upper half fell out of the hatch. He raised his head and saw the internal organs flowing from his chest and abdomen, and was frightened to death.
On the armed speedboat that was firing, Long San held up a telescope to observe. The bloodthirsty expression on his bronze face remained motionless and extremely cold.
It's not that he imitated Hai Long and was good at making opinions.
Cutting off the roots and leaving no hidden dangers, Yang Chen's order is just like the saying that one general can achieve the goal with thousands of bones. Which hero who shines in the annals of history does not climb on the bones of the dead?
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Yang Chen brought Hatoni back to the Arctic Fox base camp. It was already the sixth day that Wiseland was in turmoil. The situation did not improve due to the disintegration of the royal family. On the contrary, it continued to worsen. All parties tore away the hypocrisy of seeking benefits for the people.
Masks, attacking each other, strife.
Yang Chen was not surprised by this.
No one force can dominate and control the overall situation. Everyone wants to strive for more power, and they refuse to obey anyone and are unwilling to submit to others. This will inevitably lead to a multi-party melee.
The Arctic Fox secretly mobilized his troops.
Many elite armed groups in Iraq and Afghanistan broke into pieces and sneaked into East Africa.
As time goes by, the situation in Westland intensifies and it enters a state of civil war. It is very likely to become the next Somalia. The common people begin to miss the royal family and their previous life of not being rich but stable, hoping that someone will step forward to save them and save the country.
Someone suddenly fell ill and went to the hospital indiscriminately, calling on Uncle Sam to intervene.
Uncle Sam, who is busy making plans in the Asia-Pacific and besieging his biggest competitor after the Cold War, has no such leisure. Moreover, the barren African continent has never been in Uncle Sam's eyes.
[Author's digression]: I'm extremely sorry. I've been very busy recently and the updates are terrible. This state will continue until around June 10th. If the current outline framework does not change, only the last third of the plot will be left in this book. I hope you will be busy.
After this period of time, I can finish the book in one go.