The Seahawk helicopter landed slowly on the deck of the Carl Vinson.
Qin Fei jumped off the plane and walked forward with his head lowered in the strong airflow.
The entire aircraft carrier was very lively. The Calvin Nathan was conducting night flight training. The deck was full of professional soldiers wearing luminous vests and waving various fluorescent batons.
One after another, the F/A-18F Hornet fighter jets sprayed long tail flames, and the tires violently rubbed against the deck runway, making three strange squeaking sounds. With the help of the ejection system, they jumped out of the deck and disappeared into the darkness ahead.
Night sky.
Around the aircraft carrier, you can occasionally see flashing signal lights on the dark sea. These are advanced ships of various types such as Aegis-class destroyers that follow the aircraft carrier in the ocean.
Qin Fei was secretly glad that he had not chosen to fight head-on. In the face of such a powerful country's war machine, the role of the Hercules cargo ship he was on was not essentially different from that of a target ship.
Surrounded by the SAS battle team armed with live ammunition, Qin Fei boarded the ship island and saw M at the corner of the ship island, who was staring at the deck in concentration.
"MRS, he's coming."
The two stopped two meters away from M, and Lewis immediately informed M that Qin Fei had arrived. Lewis seemed a little happy, after all, this was the only job that he hadn't messed up recently.
"You go down first." M turned around, his eyes fell on Qin Fei, and he kept looking at him.
"Yes, MRS." After Lewis finished speaking, he left the island corridor and disappeared behind a hatch.
M standing in front of Qin Fei is a woman over fifty years old, wearing an old-fashioned dark blue suit, like an old-fashioned British style, with silver ear-length short hair flying in the sea breeze, and dark brown amber mirrors framed on the towering bridge of the nose.
, those sharp eyes seem to be able to penetrate people like sharp arrows.
"Qin Fei."
These two characters, M are said in Chinese.
"Do you speak Chinese?" Qin Fei was surprised.
"When I was young, I learned a lot of miscellaneous things, but when I got older, I forgot a lot, but some of them stayed." M smiled politely at Qin Fei, "Chinese was learned when I was preparing to accompany Margaret to visit country Z.
, I learned it a year in advance, how about it, the pronunciation is pretty standard, right?"
"Standard Mandarin..."
Qin Fei subconsciously answered M in fluent Mandarin, but as soon as he said this, he suddenly realized that he had lost a move.
M is indeed the head of a large spy agency. She looks like a conservative and kind-hearted British aunt, but in fact she doesn't say a word of nonsense and doesn't make any meaningless movements on her body.
His publicly disclosed identity is that of a third-generation Chinese from a Southeast Asian country. It is impossible for a third-generation Chinese who has been to Southeast Asia since his grandfather's generation to speak extremely standard Mandarin. Since M asked him this, it was obvious that he did not believe his third-generation Chinese at all.
Chinese identity.
What's more, the Margaret mentioned in his words was actually the Iron Lady, the Prime Minister of that year, and the Iron Lady did visit country Z that year.
M's meaning is very obvious. Qin Fei is not of Chinese descent, but a serious Z country native.
"MRS, actually if you have anything to say, you can just say it." Qin Fei said, "Shouldn't your subordinates do such a small thing as digging up my identity?"
"You people from the Z country have an old saying that I really appreciate. Knowing yourself and the enemy will lead to victory in any battle. Therefore, it is a habit of mine to understand your opponent."
M said: "It's just strange. Your information is completely contradictory to what I saw, so I think your background information was deliberately concealed. Qin, who are you?"
Qin Fei smiled bitterly and said: "I also want to know who I really am? Because I don't even remember myself, how can you find out?"
M's eyes lit up: "You mean, amnesia?"
"You can say that.
"Qin Fei said: "So it doesn't make any sense to you to dig up my background. You invited me here, which shows that you also know that there is no conflict between us, and we have relatively consistent goals. You want to stop Vic.
I do a lot of business but don’t want to offend him; and what about me? I want to seek justice from the old boy. Otherwise, as a mercenary group, if you are fooled but don’t dare to change hands, you won’t be able to survive in this industry.
"
M stared at Qin Fei, not letting go of any change in expression on Qin Fei's face.
Gradually, there was a lot of admiration in her eyes.
"Very good, I quite like your crispness, and I also appreciate your intelligence and analysis abilities." M said, "Yes, what you guessed is true. We don't like Victor disobeying our orders."
To do business with Boca Haram is not in the interest of our British Empire in Africa."
"Why don't you come forward yourself? Just let SAS or SEAL on this aircraft carrier tie up Victor. Why go to all the trouble?"
"I don't need to explain anything about politics. Neither SAS nor SEAL are suitable to operate in Nigeria. The risks are too great." M said, "But now we have thought of a good way."
"Are you going to hire us?" Qin Fei's suspicion was finally fulfilled.
"The reason why I like talking to smart people is that I don't have to waste time explaining, they can understand my purpose." M said: "Yes, I intend to give you this business, but I am not sure whether you have it or not."
This ability.”
"You can ask your subordinate Lewis if you have the ability. We have fought against each other before."
Qin Fei was a little unhappy with M's condescending tone, so he retorted: "But when you give me business, you also ask me if I am willing to accept it. Maybe I won't accept it if I am unhappy."
"Do you have any other choice? Those of your friends on the Hercules only need to launch a cruise missile here to make your X Corps disappear from the world."
"You are right, it was indeed like this before." Qin Fei said, "We do not have any ability to fight against the most powerful aircraft carrier formation, and we can only say that we have no power to fight back. However, the situation is slightly different now.
Already..."
"Oh? Will you have the leverage to counterattack this fleet in just half an hour?" M asked.
Qin Fei smiled and said: "No, the Hercules is just a cargo ship and does not have any weapons. However, since you want to threaten us, you should not be sure to bring it in front of you."
After saying that, his eyes were as sharp as two spikes, staring at M in front of him.
"At this distance, I don't care whether you have received spy training or not. For a lady over 60 years old, I can kill her ten times, and I will probably be able to toss around this island for a long time."
Speaking of this, Qin Fei paused.
Then he continued: "Are you sure you want to use coercion to negotiate cooperation, or are you sure you want to give me the sweetness I deserve to take over this business?"