A Toyota van drove into the port and stopped in the shadows beside the warehouse.
"Is that the ship?"
Kunchai pointed out the car window. There was a large cargo ship on the berth in the distance, with a displacement of tens of thousands of tons.
Qin Fei took out his monocular night vision device and looked over there.
"That's it, the Jasmine, a Mexican-flagged freighter."
He turned back and said to everyone: "Kunchai, you look at the equipment and Bamond in the car. I will call you later, and you let Bamond answer. Everyone else put away their assault rifles and only brought pistols."
Come up with me, lest the crew see us armed and frighten them."
"There seem to be a lot of people." Old Fish looked around the pier.
The Jasmine has loaded its containers and will leave the port at 12 o'clock tonight. The sailors have already returned to the ship, and there are also chefs and handymen in charge of logistics who are transporting the last supplies to the ship.
"Everyone will try to be as silent as possible later. We mainly control the watch personnel in the bridge and the deck crew in charge of the gangway. I estimate that the rest of the people will be in bed most of the night. Try not to disturb them. After taking control of the ship
, we act according to the original plan."
After saying that, the van door opened and the group of people walked towards the Jasmine.
At the gangway, a short crew member stopped them.
"Hey hey hey, who are you!?"
"Captain Rodman, we are his friends." Qin Fei said, "You can tell the captain that Mr. Balmond's friends have arrived."
"Are you the ones who are leaving?" This crew member was obviously sent here by the captain to wait for Qinglong and others. However, he had never seen Qin Fei and thought that these were the stowaways arranged by Bamond.
"Yes, it's us." Qin Fei responded directly without blinking.
"Captain, Captain, Mr. Balmond's friend is here." The short crew member took the walkie-talkie and began to call Captain Rodman.
"Let them come up, make arrangements, and set sail on time at 12 o'clock." The captain's reply came quickly on the intercom.
"Come with me." The short crewman waved the walkie-talkie in his hand, and then strode ahead without even looking back.
Things went very well.
Qin Fei was secretly happy that it went smoothly.
I originally planned to call Bamond in the car to prove his identity, but I didn't expect that this verification procedure would not be necessary.
After boarding the deck, Qin Fei followed the box and walked towards the container that was several levels high on the deck.
"We will leave the port later, and we will probably undergo another inspection then. How about this? I will find you a container that is not full yet, let you hide in it, and then seal it with a fake seal. It will be inspected.
Don't make any noise during this time. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you want to escape, don't provoke the inspectors. We will take care of them..."
Before he finished speaking, the short man felt a pain going up his neck, his vision went dark, then the world started spinning, and he fell limply to the ground.
"Damn, that's so verbose!" Eric put down his right hand, turned back to Qin Fei and said, "Boss, do it now?"
Qin Fei walked to the deck and looked down the ship. The handymen in the kitchen had already transported the last food to the ship and got back to the underground of the cabin. The surroundings became quiet.
Press the call button on the agent's headset and say to Kunchai on the channel: "Bring the equipment up right away."
"I understand, boss!"
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At 10:35, there are only 25 minutes left until the last scheduled boarding deadline.
A light appeared on the dim dock.
An SUV parked next to an office building near the port, and several nervous-looking men hurriedly got out of the car.
Looking at the freighter Jasmine, they seemed to be checking whether it was this ship.
One of them said to Qinglong: "Boss, it's this ship, that's right."
As soon as Qinglong gave the order to board the ship, he suddenly saw that there was no one around him, and he suddenly felt a little wary.
He took out his cell phone and planned to make a call to Balmond.
As soon as the number was pressed, I suddenly saw a beam of white light shining towards me from the deck railing above the gangway.
Qinglong and three of his men were already frightened and immediately dispersed, drawing their pistols and pointing them at the man on the boat.
The people on the boat were startled and hurriedly hid behind a circular pillar.
"Who are you!?"
Qinglong thought for a while and said loudly: "We are Mr. Monton's friend, and he introduced us to Captain Rodman."
"Are you Mr. Menton's friend?" The man still didn't dare to come out from behind the pillar, and he was heard shouting: "Why are you pointing a gun at me!?"
"We were shocked just now!" Qinglong said, "I'm sorry, we are too nervous."
"The captain didn't say you brought weapons!" The crew seemed a little reluctant: "This will bring us trouble!"
"Don't worry, we will get on the boat later and we will definitely follow your arrangements and won't run around or cause you any trouble." Qinglong was patient. Now is not the time to act arrogant. Leaving Rio is more important than anything else.
"Then..." The crew member still seemed to be in shock, so he added: "Wait until I call the captain and ask him."
After saying that, he started talking to Captain Rodman on the walkie-talkie, seeming to ask if these people should be let up.
"Boss, this guy is garrulous, let's kill him!" Qinglong's men couldn't hold themselves back any longer. Have any of the members of Black Sun ever suffered from this kind of arrogance?
"Are you stupid?! How can we get out of the port if we kill him? If we shoot here, the police will come, and then you will sail the ship!" Qinglong lowered his voice and lectured his men.
"Yes..." His men finally suppressed their anger and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Finally, the crew member above the gangway shouted: "Okay, I'll come out now, don't shoot, I'll lower the gangway for you!"
"OK, everyone is on your own, I won't shoot!"
The crew members walked to the gangway and began to shake the winch to lower the gangway to the concrete floor of the pier.
In a dark corner of the container on the deck, Lao Yu carefully poked half of his head out, keeping an eye on the movements of Qinglong and others.
He retracted his head, smiled and whispered to Qin Fei: "Fortunately, a Mist joined us this time, otherwise I really don't know who should be asked to pretend to be a crew member."
"God willing."
After Qin Fei finished speaking, he pressed the communication button and asked on the channel: "Eric, what's going on over there?"
"Everything is normal. The captain and the others are all in the cabin on the bridge and are tied up."
"After Mist takes them on board later, you can come down from the right wheelhouse and we will proceed as planned."