The USS Carl Vinson aircraft carrier fleet sailed slowly in the dark night.
Next to the radar screen in the command and control center, a technical sergeant stared intently at the dots of light above.
Suddenly, a small bright spot appeared sixty nautical miles ahead and to the left of the formation.
The sergeant zoomed in on the two-point area on another smaller LCD panel in front of him, and then tapped on the keyboard with his fingers.
Soon, the satellite image was intercepted and appeared in the corner of the small screen.
The sergeant moved forward and zoomed in on the picture.
Due to the deep darkness, although the outline of the target ship was roughly visible, the name on the ship's side was not clearly visible.
He printed out the satellite pictures, put them in a folder, got up from his seat, and walked towards the other end of the control room.
A minute later, the naval officer on duty signed an order, and a Predator drone slid off the deck and flew into the darkness high in the sky.
Twenty minutes later, the real-time monitoring screen of the "Predator" drone was transmitted to the technical sergeant's screen.
After checking, the technical sergeant picked up the phone.
"Captain, we have determined that the cargo ship located seventy nautical miles northwest of the fleet is the Hercules sailing from Southampton."
"How accurate is it?" the captain asked.
"100%." The technical sergeant said, "If a strike is needed, please give the order and everything is ready."
There are two "Hellfire" missiles hanging under the wings of the Predator drone, which can directly destroy the power compartment of the "Hercules" cargo ship.
"No action is allowed without my order. Continue to monitor."
The captain put down the phone and picked up the other receiver nearby.
"Captain, the Hercules has been locked. Do you want to close the net now?"
"You inform our friends from the British Empire on the ship that this operation is dominated by them, and we are only assisting."
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On the deck of the Hercules.
Yuri raised his head and stared at the sky. Qin Fei walked up to him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Yuri looked down at the notebook in his hand and shook his head with a confused look on his face: "That's weird..."
"What's weird?"
"There's no signal..." Yuri said.
"What signal are you talking about?" Qin Fei said, "On the sea, the signal is almost strange."
"It doesn't make sense. We didn't have such a bad signal in the Atlantic Ocean before. Why is there no signal now that we are close to Morocco and Spain?" Yuri said incredulously.
No signal means that Yuri cannot carry out his work and cannot track Victor all the time.
According to the itinerary, Victor should arrive at a certain dock in Morocco tomorrow night. If he loses surveillance now, he may escape.
Once this guy is out of sight, it is not easy to find him in the vast African continent.
Just as Qin Fei frowned and thought of a way to deal with it, Lao Yu and the rest of the team members appeared on the deck, including the captain of the Hercules.
"Qin Fei, something strange happened."
It is easy to see from the slightly serious expression of the old fish that the problem seems to be quite difficult.
"What happened?" Qin Fei prayed secretly in his heart. There were only the last two days. He had been on the sea for a week and was about to reach Morocco and catch up with Victor, but something happened.
"All communications on our ship have failed, and the GPS navigation signal has also lost." The captain spread his hands and said helplessly, "I checked the instruments and found that the equipment is intact."
No signal at all?
Qin Fei immediately had a bad feeling.
What Yuri said just now is right. This didn't happen when driving in the Atlantic Ocean a few days ago. Now that we are approaching Morocco, there is no signal at all?
interference!
After all, Qin Fei was born as a soldier, and his thoughts would always be in the military direction.
Qin Fei is almost certain that it is not ordinary people who can carry out such strong directional interference at sea.
"Everyone go back and get your guns and prepare to fight!"
Although Qin Fei knew that it was definitely the military of a powerful country that could carry out such interference, he might be able to escape with a few guns on land or in the jungle, but on a ship...
No chance.
"Qin Fei, who do you think is targeting us?" Lao Yu asked.
"Except those guys from MI6, I can't think of anyone else." Qin Fei smiled bitterly.
"What the fuck! We can't fight at sea!" Old Yu also realized that something was wrong and gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Captain, if the situation goes bad later, just put down the lifeboat and leave. You are citizens of the British Empire and they will not make things difficult for you."
The captain of this ship is a friend of Nikolai, and Qin Fei doesn't want them to get involved in these potentially fatal things.
"Okay..." The captain's face turned pale. MI6 was not a man of faith. "Qin, I wish you good luck."
When the captain got down to the cabin to assemble the crew, everyone came to the deck with weapons in hand.
"What are you going to do?" Crosshair was holding an AWP sniper rifle snatched from the MI6 perimeter operations personnel. "This rifle should be able to kill one or two guys. With luck, I can kill their helicopter."
"
"Don't be impulsive, don't fight until the last moment." Qin Fei said, "I think this is too strange. We just injured one of their field team members, but we actually spent so much time chasing them here? Those gentlemen are really good.
Grudgeful."
Just as he was talking, the low sound of propellers came from the distance.
"They are coming." Qin Fei's heartbeat began to accelerate. This battle was the one he felt he had the least chance of winning.
As soon as everyone took cover, bright lights lit up in the sky.
Four SH-60 multi-purpose helicopters circled rapidly around the Hercules cargo ship.
The pilot deliberately tilted the fuselage during the turn, revealing the missiles hanging under the belly, as if to warn the people on board not to use force in vain.
"Holy shit!" Lao Yu was startled after seeing the model of the aircraft clearly, "These US troops are not MI6."
The SH-60 is actually a modified version of the famous Black Hawk helicopter. It is the standard ship-based helicopter of the US Navy fleet, not to mention that it has conspicuous naval markings on the fuselage.
Qin Fei's palms were full of sweat and felt greasy.
This is really evil.
In order to deal with these mercenaries, MI6 actually joined forces with the US military!
This really looks down upon yourself.
An SH-60 helicopter hovered above the bow of the ship. In the bright light, Qin Fei saw those familiar men in black.
"It's SAS!" Qin Fei whispered to Lao Yu, "We are really in trouble this time."
The old fish smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If you take one step at a time, the fish will be dead and the net will be broken!"
The voice of the crosshair came from the agent's earpiece: "Boss, I have already taken aim. Should I give them a warning and kill a few of his people?"
To strike first is to be strong, to strike later is to suffer disaster.
Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to fight back!
Qin Fei pressed the call button on the agent's headset. He wanted to tell everyone that as soon as the crosshairs were fired, everyone must fire immediately and go all out to kill as many as they could.