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Chapter 974 : Well done!

"Damn it, how can this thing be used!" Song Muticha patted the military radio he bought from Lang Jiuye in front of him with an annoyed look on his face. He couldn't figure out how to operate it. This thing is the key to commanding at sea.

Otherwise, they are just a bunch of novice pirates, and if they lose communication for a while, if something goes wrong, it will be their fault.

"I, I remember it seems like this." A boy said next to him.

"Really, are you sure?" Song Muticha turned around and looked directly at this guy.

"It should be..." the other party said with some uncertainty.

"Okay!" Treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Song Muticha flipped the switch, took the walkie-talkie again and shouted: "Pasong, you go to the north, Shachu, you go to the south, separate the hell quickly, speed up from

Go around it on both sides!"

"Wanta, please slow down for me, they attract attention, you sneak up from behind!"

"Captain, what did you say?" Pasong picked up the intercom and shouted loudly in the face of the whistling sea breeze and splashing sea water. The speed of the speedboat was more than 30 knots, and the sea breeze brought by it made it difficult for him to hear anything clearly.

"I'm fooling you!" The intercom was filled with the sound of wind, and an angry Song Muticha yelled, "With your elm head, don't you know how to turn around and block the wind!!"

It took a long time for the two parties to communicate. It was the first time in their lives to be a pirate, so it took a bit of effort to get used to it.

The two speedboats approached the slow freighter in an arc, without attracting the attention of the people on the freighter. Modern ship driving has been separated from manual driving, and the waterways are fixed. Navigation satellites in the sky help positioning, and central control is used.

The computer helps correct the course, and the so-called captain becomes more of a management job rather than sailing the ship.

The crew mostly stays in the engine room below to take care of the turbine. In the cab, it is enough to check whether the equipment is operating normally and whether there are any alarms or the like.

Therefore, the so-called attention-grabbing efforts of the two speedboats are simply to ogle the visually impaired and have no effect at all.

This is not because Wang Yaozu's teachings were wrong, but because they didn't expect that these guys would go straight to the freighter for the first time. That was a way to deal with some large and medium-sized fishing boats with a displacement of about 1,000-3,000 tons.

Although it is only a medium-sized one, with a full load displacement of only over 20,000 tons, it is still a huge behemoth. Speedboats and other things are as small as sesame seeds and mung beans in front of such big guys, how could they possibly notice it.

Seeing that the cargo ship was unresponsive as usual, the people on the two small boats were a little anxious for a while. After communicating with the captain, they moved directly on board and pointed seven or eight AKs at the side of the hull.

Ta' started shooting.

Spanning more than 200 meters, shooting on a speedboat with a speed of more than 30 knots. The bullets flew to nowhere, and even if they hit the hull, they would not cause much damage. However, the sound of the gunfire was carried by the wind.

go out.

"Hey, did you hear something? It seemed like a gunshot?" In the cab, a man in a white captain's uniform put down the coffee cup in his hand and raised his head in confusion.

"Is there any?" The person next to him was slightly stunned, took the corn pipe out of his mouth, and listened attentively.

"Da da da!" Another gunshot came down the wind.

"It seems like it was really a gunshot. Captain, your hearing is so sharp." The man nodded.

"Of course, I heard it was a machine gun. When I was the chief engineer, whenever there was a problem, I could tell where the fault was just by listening to the sound!" the captain said with a rather proud smile.

, who can be a captain, naturally has two brushes.

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other, and after a while, they suddenly stood up at the same time, "How can there be gunshots on the sea!"

It’s no wonder that the two of them were not vigilant. In fact, the ancient profession of piracy has been in decline for many years. When it comes to pirates, everyone’s impression is of a one-eyed dragon wearing a three-cornered hat, with iron hooks inlaid on his broken arms, and driving a sailing warship.

The movie image shows that at this time in 1994, the Somali civil war had just broken out two years ago, and the famous Somali pirates had just begun to appear.

Looking at it now, thanks to Wang Yaozu's little wings, the reputation of Southeast Asian pirates will surely shock the world in advance.

Just when the captain panicked and pressed the alarm bell, the speedboat behind him had already moved up, lowered its speed and kept parallel to the freighter. Just like the ancient pirates, it also threw a hook and hung it directly on the edge of the freighter, but

The difference is that the one hanging below is not a rope but a rope ladder.

Seven or eight dark-skinned men carrying AK47s on their backs, wearing waistcoats, and daggers hanging from their waists climbed up the rope ladder like monkeys.

It only took six or seven seconds to reach the 4-meter-high ship's side. In less than a minute, seven or eight people jumped on it.

Seven or eight gun-wielding robbers boarded the ship. They immediately dispersed in twos and started searching the freighter with guns in hand. They were all people who grew up on the seaside. Many of them simply worked on the dock.

Although I didn't know much about this kind of large cargo ship, I still knew that the captain's cabin was there. Two of them rushed towards the captain's cabin immediately.

Maybe the alarm bell that sounded was too harsh, and some crew members came out of the cabin, and here were the novice pirates. They were too nervous for a moment and pulled the trigger directly. The two men who came up were amidst the sound of 'click-click' gunfire.

The sailors beat him into a sieve on the spot, and the body fell down, causing a burst of screams.

It's hard to imagine that a man's scream can be as sharp as a woman's.

"Don't move, don't move!" As soon as he left the captain's cabin, he was targeted by two gunmen. He had to raise his hands and return to the captain's cabin obediently.

"Captain, Captain, it's done, it's done!" After forcing the captain to change the route, the man shouted loudly with his walkie-talkie.

"Damn it, well done!" The captain over there also jumped up with a smile on his face. A 10,000-ton cargo ship, how much the hell is this worth!!!

It’s done, it’s been done, it’s been done!

The other two speedboats also approached and took complete control of the entire ship. The gunboat followed behind and, according to the instructions given by A Lang, cut off the opponent's satellite positioning system and completely disappeared the cargo ship into the sea.



"It's done, I fucking did it!" Half a day later, Song Muticha called Alang directly on his satellite phone.

"What happened? Who are you?" A Lang took the phone away from his ear, his voice was a little trembling, and he took out his ears and asked.

"I'm Song Muticha, and I robbed a big ship."

"What! Really!" A Lang sat up from the sofa with a look of shock, surprise, and all kinds of expressions on his face, "Fuck, fuck..."

He excitedly circled around the room and cursed a few times, then calmed down a little and asked: "Did it go well?"

"Smooth, no resistance, won directly, hahahaha!"

"I'm just telling you, I'm taking advantage of you. It's my first time and no one was prepared!" A Lang waved his hand fiercely, "What kind of ship?"

"Hey, you would never guess that there are more than 400 containers on a cargo ship. I haven't even opened them to see what they are, hahaha!" Song Muticha said excitedly on the other end of the phone.

"Bastard, you are so cruel!" A Lang was shocked, and then asked: "Why are you calling me, just to tell me the news?"

"Master Jiu, hehe, let me ask you, how would you like to sell this boat to you?" Song Muticha chuckled.

Alang:???

Are you kidding!


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