Yue Zhongqi was terrified, as were all the international police officers who had just witnessed her decapitate Ah Ha and were now doing it again. Wang Baodao even slipped on the blood and fell to the ground.
Yue Zhongqi watched her jump onto the dock and followed her, saying, "That's a cripple."
Chen Rou turned around: "He's not only a cripple, but also a top salesman."
Yue Zhongqi didn't understand what "top salesperson" meant, and only asked, "What's this 'top salesperson' thing?"
Chen Rou took a deep breath, pointed to the cabin, and said, "The champion of drug sales, and he only sells to the mainland."
Yue Zhongqi finally understood. He glanced back at Li Da, who was now decapitated, and nodded, saying, "Yesterday's top salesman, today's beheading. Buddy, this is the retribution you deserve. Go see Marx in peace, no, go see the King of Hell."
Good people find it hard to understand why bad people do evil, and even these international police can't understand it. After all, China has only just begun its reform and opening up, and amidst slogans like "the bold get rich, the timid starve" and "let the rich get rich first and help the poor get rich later," humanity has only just begun to decline.
You can't kill all the bad guys; cunning bad guys will keep emerging one after another.
However, as long as Li Da the Cripple was killed and it was confirmed that her father would not be killed by the gun, Chen Rou felt at ease.
But there was another problem. In the early hours of the morning, a medium-sized U.S. fighter jet suddenly appeared and stopped about one nautical mile away. It neither moved forward nor sent out scouts, nor did it make any announcements. It just stayed where it was.
Yue Zhongqi looked through the binoculars and noticed something, which puzzled him.
But he didn't say anything, instead handing the binoculars to Wang Baodao: "Take another look."
Wang Baodao immediately handed the binoculars to Chen Rou: "Mrs. Nie, please take a look."
Chen Rou took the binoculars and looked through them. In the darkness, the warships were faintly visible, but they were definitely silver. However, she also felt that something seemed off. Of course, she was not familiar with the forms of warfare in this era. So she looked at Yue Zhongqi and said frankly, "I feel like something is wrong, but I can't figure out what it is right now."
An American ship almost scared the living daylights out of us.
However, Yue Zhongqi hadn't had time to observe carefully until now. Now that the other party had stopped, he had time. As a future leader of the special forces, he naturally possessed abilities that a fool like Wang Baodao, who died young, lacked. He deliberately made Wang Baodao take another look in order to show off and highlight himself.
He also hit the nail on the head: "Although the appearance is almost identical, I am certain that it is a Soviet-style ship."
Soviet style, Soviet Union style, American style, American style.
These warships are basically the same in appearance, but there are still some differences in the details.
After Yue Zhongqi finished speaking, Chen Rou raised the binoculars again and suddenly realized, "It really is true."
Yue Zhongqi was naturally happy to be Nie Tai's teacher, but he never imagined that Boss Nie would go so far as to cross the sea in the middle of the night to go to a pirate's den just to find his wife.
He said, "Recently, there has been talk of the collapse of the Soviet Union. I have heard that many people are selling off military assets. I have a reasonable suspicion that... it is likely that Gui Touchang obtained a large warship from the Soviet Union that the Americans were reluctant to give up."
Hu Yong leaned in and said, "Damn it, doesn't that mean their firepower will be even stronger from now on?"
If there are medium-sized military vessels, capable of conducting operations with more than 5,000 personnel, can they be called pirates? No, they should be called an army. And if Kito Chang had medium-sized ships, they would only be more difficult to fight.
But no matter how difficult the battle, they had to fight; no matter how tough the bone, they had to grit their teeth. Everyone had caught their breath, and Yue Zhongqi assigned tasks: "Three minutes. Immediately begin counting and inspecting the weapons. Let's press on and launch another ambush."
When the enemy comes, we must fight.
Now they have ships, strongholds, and weapons, so they're taking a steady approach and waiting for the main force to come to their aid.
While the others were busy with their own things, Chen Rou also thought there was still a tough battle to fight. She was afraid that if they got busy, they wouldn't have time to take care of the wounded. She hurriedly went down to the cabin to find some water and bread, then found the infirmary to get some anti-inflammatory medicine, and also grabbed a few blankets. She went back to the dock, entered the cave, and called out, "Wan Dao Zai?"
He called out again, "Second Master, are you there?"
They're hiding deep inside, so they shouldn't be hurt by bullets, but because they're so deep, they might not know what's going on outside.
As Chen Rou walked inside, she called out, "It's me, I've brought you some things."
She still couldn't hear anything, and she became suspicious. She wondered if the one she hadn't hanged earlier, the one named Ah Bin, had betrayed her and killed Wan Daozi, Nie Yao, and that little girl.
It was night outside, and the cave was even darker; she couldn't see anything. She called out again, "Wan Dao Zai?"
But just then, Wang Baodao suddenly called out from outside, "Mrs. Nie, Mrs. Nie!"
He followed me in and said, "Something's come up outside; you need to go out for a bit."
He had a flashlight with him, so Chen Rou handed him his clothes, water, and bread, saying, "There are still people here. Help me find them and then distribute the supplies."
She went outside and saw Yue Zhongqi holding a notebook, walking back and forth on the dock.
Upon seeing her arrive, he said, "That warship actually sent a radio message to us in the public domain, using Morse code, and... it was a Chinese version, you know what I mean, it was using our common language."
Chinese version, one of our own?
Their navy is so powerful that it can directly venture into the open sea?
The international police officers, who had just taken up their sniper positions, loaded their bullets, and were preparing for a fierce battle, all looked up and asked, "Captain Yue, what's going on?"
"Is that our navy? They've sent troops to support us?"
"This sounds like a dream!"
It truly felt like a dream. Yue Zhongqi's hands trembled as he flipped through the Morse code: "Wait a minute, let me check what's going on."
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