If a merchant ship escorted by a fleet is attacked by pirates and there is no fully enclosed safe room on board, the crew will almost certainly fall into the hands of the pirates and become hostages.
This is where special forces come in, and helicopter transport is the fastest way.
Sanchi instinctively felt that they had been caught by the regular army, because it was dark and they had also damaged the Proust's positioning device.
But the closest special forces unit to here, and one that has even a slight reputation in the world, is the Philippine Special Forces.
They built a complete special operations system in the last century, and in the 1980s they sent out frogmen to launch a special operations operation codenamed "Sea Fox".
However, due to the gradual transition to a Black government in the 1990s, the military's combat effectiveness declined to some extent.
But whether it's strong or weak, the reaction speed can't be this fast. They've only been at it for less than an hour.
They've kicked a hornet's nest. The invincible British aircraft carrier, the Prinz Asturias of Spain, of all companies to hijack, why did they have to hijack the Xia Yu's aircraft carrier?
There's no other way; we don't punish the diligent or the lazy, we only punish those who are blind to reason.
Sang Qi knew he was completely doomed this time, but he didn't want to just sit there and wait to die.
"Without hostages, going back to the submarine means certain death. The only way to survive is to hide on the aircraft carrier and play hide-and-seek with them."
Indeed, even if a speedboat without hostages can run at 60 or 70 knots, it's still a target for armed helicopters; going up there is certain death.
"Boss, we'll do whatever you say."
These pirates, who dared to go to sea and risk their lives, can only be described as ruthless bandits. Surrender was out of the question; they were willing to take a gamble and perhaps still survive.
"There are less than two hours until dawn. We will hold out until the sea temperature rises at noon, and then we will jump in from there. It is less than 10 nautical miles from the shore."
Sanzi pointed to the elevator platform with its center door wide open on the side and said.
None of him or his men were landlubbers; in a mere 10 nautical miles, as long as they weren't unlucky enough to encounter undercurrents and swells, their chances of survival were as high as 90%.
It's settled then. Before the other side noticed them, the group of eight entered the interior of the St. Paul through the hatch.
…………
"Bang bang"
As soon as they landed on the ship, the marksman IV took down a pirate who peeked out of the hatch with two shots, and the action camera on his helmet clearly recorded the scene.
Because they were both marksmen, neither he nor Vi wore night vision goggles. Instead, they mounted a front-mounted thermal imager on a Picatinny rail in front of the SIG716 Patrol's Tango 63-18x44mm scope.
This configuration is more convenient than an integrated sight, and Anton and III, as assault soldiers, had already put down their night vision goggles and turned on the AN/PEQ-15 laser sight on their guns.
Two laser beams flashed in the night vision goggles, crisscrossing and aimed at the dark hatch. V pulled out a stun grenade and crept over from the side.
"boom"
After a burst of bright light and loud noise, Anton and III led the charge, and the entire squad charged in in a CQB formation.
"Bang bang da da da"
A popping sound rang out, precisely eliminating three pirates who were blinded and deafened, rendering them unable to fight. The pirates deeper inside the ship's hold immediately launched a counterattack from their advantageous formation.
Anton, who was in the lead, immediately turned back and hid behind a corner.
"ii and v, give them tear gas."
Seeing that the pirates didn't even realize they should turn off the lights, Anton pushed up his night vision goggles and took out a gas mask from his backpack.
If flashbang grenades are a surprise attack, then tear gas is a form of sustained damage; throwing several together in a confined space is even more effective.
Even though they had undergone tear gas tolerance training without wearing gas masks, none of the six wanted to recall this dark history.
What's this about men not easily shedding tears? It's just a physiological reaction to the chemical stimulation; you can't stop crying just because you don't want to.
"Da da da"
Gunfire continued from the other side, only now it was just one AKM instead of several others; these pirates were still mindful of conserving ammunition.
But if we don't fight now, we won't be able to fight anymore after a short rest.
"Ding ding"
With one hand on each side, they pulled out the pins of two tear gas canisters, then exchanged a glance and together threw all four tear gas canisters over.
"Sizzle"
As soon as it landed, white gas hissed out, causing the pirates, who mistook it for a grenade, to scatter in panic.
"What the hell is this? Oh, my eyes... cough cough!"
"Oh no, I can't breathe."
The gunfire paused, and the other side immediately descended into chaos and confusion. Anton, who had counted down to 30, raised his hand, signaling everyone to charge with him.
"Bang bang bang"
Anton and III immediately took down all the armed personnel in their line of sight, while II and V, who were playing support roles, were responsible for finishing off each person with a shot to the head.
They continued forward, searching cabin by cabin. Fortunately, ocean-going tugboats don't have many cabins (compared to other ships), and they soon arrived at the rooms where the crew members were being held.
"Thump"
Holding the door sledgehammer in both hands, Anton used his waist to generate power and slammed it into the lock. The lock, which was secured from the inside, was released, and Anton kicked it.
"Bang"
The door was kicked open, revealing several pirates inside, each with a crew member. They awkwardly pointed their AKs at their hostages, muttering something that sounded like a Portuguese language.
"Bang bang bang"
Between life and death, the hostages' minds were blank, but after several explosions, some warm, pasty substance splattered on their faces, and they gradually regained consciousness.
They smacked their lips; aside from the lingering tinnitus, their suddenly heightened sense of smell and taste told them that the fishy smell seemed to be…
"mouth area"
"Calling the boss, this is i. The cabin is under control. 19 crew members have been rescued, including 4 injured, 1 with a gunshot wound, all of whom require treatment."
Anton turned on the radio and reported to Xia Yu.
The one who was shot was a crew member on duty. He was the first to discover the pirates boarding the ship and tried to sweep them off with water cannons, but he was hit by a burst of AK fire.
In the pitch black, coupled with the pirates' already poor marksmanship, he wasn't killed, but he was hit in the left arm and the bone was broken.
A life is worth tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars. The pirates gave him a simple bandage and prepared to go ashore to find a doctor to amputate his limb.
Fortunately, he was rescued by the fire brigade in less than an hour. This guy should be able to save his arm, but he injured the brachial nerve and won't be able to do heavy work for a long time.
"The weasel understands, but can the begonia rabbit do it?"
Xia Yu asked Liv.
The Prudential does not have a helicopter landing pad; the only way to board is by rappelling.
As a non-combatant, Liv had only simulated rappelling on land; this was her first time doing it in person.
"Boss, I have no problem."
Liv spoke firmly; this was her job.
"Pallas's cat, make way."
Paul put away his gun, opened the lower hatch of the Mi-24V, and threw down the rappelling rope.
Reaching the hatch and feeling the sea breeze, Liv fastened the lock and rappelling rope, and after Paul checked that everything was in order, he jumped.
Amidst the distinctive scraping sound of nylon against metal, she successfully landed on the deck of the Prudential.
After watching Liv enter the cabin, Xia Yu turned the plane around and flew towards the St. Paul ship not far away.
The marsupial glider and the shrew followed in their antelopes. They had already covered half of their total journey of over 700 kilometers, and they would have to return if they didn't land.
But the matter wasn't over yet; there was a group of pirates on board the St. Paul.
The number was small, less than ten people, but Anton relayed the captain's information that the leader of this group of pirates seemed to have gone to the aircraft carrier at the back.
"The speedboat is still there. They're not stupid, but it's no use. Group 1, prepare to board."
"Yes, boss!"
Sergei opened the other hatch, threw down the second rappelling rope, and the six men swooped down onto the aircraft carrier deck.
What's on the deck can be seen from the air, but whether there are ambushes at the hatches and on the bridge must be confirmed by a combat team.
"Safe. Target confirmed to have taken refuge inside the aircraft carrier. Deck clear for landing."
Upon receiving Sergei's reply, three helicopters landed in succession on the flight deck of the St. Paul.
As Xia Yu stepped onto the rough, non-slip coating of the deck, even before any maintenance had been completed, he felt a sense of oneness with the Clemenceau-class ship.
"Woof woof woof"
Sensing the tense atmosphere, Big Black roared a couple of times.
"01, take Big Black to sniff their speedboat and drive these sea rats out of my aircraft carrier."
Once Xia Yu came to his senses, he gave Sergei new instructions.
"Yes, boss!"
Sang Qi never expected that not only was the opponent he had provoked so powerful, but he also brought a dog with him when he went out.
They're not giving them any chance of survival; they're going to wipe them all out!
Stealing from others comes at a price, only this time the price is life.
Be more careful in your next life, or you'll never be the Pirate King again.
"Bang bang bang tap tap tap"
Soon, gunshots rang out from the lower deck, indicating that Big Black had successfully located the enemy and engaged in combat.
Sang Qi, who loved watching pirated DVDs, leaned against the bulkhead, panting heavily. What was happening to him seemed to have a sense of déjà vu, like something out of Final Destination.
There was no way to hide, no way at all, they found the cabin where they were hiding so precisely.
They wouldn't even see the sun rise, let alone hold out until noon.
No, we have to take a gamble. Even if the seawater isn't very warm right now, it's better than being shot to death!
"Hold on, everyone. Runu and I will go ahead and scout ahead."
"Call out your trusted men," Sang Qi shouted to his remaining four subordinates.
But his subordinates were of such low skill level, and the fire support was also of such low skill level, they simply couldn't withstand the attack.
"boom"
Without regard for the safety of the hostages, Alexander threw an offensive grenade, and the violent explosion sent two people flying.
"Bang bang"
Following closely behind, 04 and 06 immediately eliminated the remaining two. In this confined space, one group took down six of the opposing team in just two encounters.
"Woof woof"
The big black nose sniffed and called out towards the left passage.
The smell of gunpowder and grenades couldn't mask the lingering odor of humans, and there were still some who had slipped through the net.
"Keep chasing!"
Sergei waved forward, and Group 1 continued to advance.
Without military dogs, without electricity, and with such a large area, even a six-person crew on an aircraft carrier couldn't search it all in 24 hours. But with military dogs, things become much simpler.
Sang Qi and his companion, who were hurrying towards the elevator platform, heard an explosion and then the gunfire suddenly stopped, causing their hearts to skip a beat.
They couldn't stop them for five minutes.
"Boss, you go quickly, I'll stay behind and ambush them."
Knowing that no one would stay behind to delay the other, and that neither of them could escape, Lunu volunteered to stay behind to cover their retreat.
"Don't worry, Lunu, about your wife and son. I will take good care of them for you."
Sanzi pulled the last magazine off the rifle and handed it to Lunu, making a promise to him.
But how many minutes can one person delay a special operations team?
Watching his boss's figure disappear into the distance, he listened to the footsteps behind him growing closer and closer, and prepared for battle.
But how could they pursue without being wary of an ambush? Because the ship's passageways were too narrow, the sharpshooter Sergei and V had already slung their Scar-Hs on their backs, pulled out their Glock 17s, and attached them to the corner gun kits.
Bullets curving are a plot device in movies, but the design of a corner-shooting gun is actually feasible.
Rifles are cumbersome and impractical, while pistols allow the entire gun body to be easily bent, equipped with a camera that matches the muzzle, and a linkage mechanism to control the pistol's trigger.
Because of the need for indoor combat, Xia Yu purchased a total of 6 of these cornering kits, equipping each group with two, so that they could cover both sides behind a door.
So, holding his breath and preparing to unleash a barrage of fire on the opponents entering the door, Lunu was met instead by the dark muzzle of a Glock 17.
"Bang bang bang"
Sergei frantically pulled the trigger, firing seven or eight bullets, and Runu, caught in the crossfire, fell helplessly to the ground.
"Danger cleared, only one person."
Having confirmed that there was only one ambush, Sergei looked at Big Black again.
"Woof woof woof"
Big Black roared toward the second passage on the left.
There are still people, but at most one or two.
"Keep chasing!"
"yes!"
The six people and one dog quickened their pace, and their footsteps soon reached Sangqi's ears as he ran alongside, constantly checking that he wasn't going the wrong way.
The gunshots earlier had given him a bad feeling, because he was the only one in the gang with a Vector SP1, a trophy he had taken down a cop when he was working in Nanfei.
Hmm... there's a salty, fishy smell from the sea breeze.
Sang Qi smelled the moisture, and a look of joy, like a glimmer of hope, spread across his face.
But it wasn't that easy. Just as Sang Qi was running forward, a dark figure darted out from behind him.
"Aww!"
The past training in pouncing and biting was ingrained in Dahei's bones. It jumped up at the most suitable angle and bit the target's right arm.
Of the billions of people in the world, 90% are right-handed. By disabling the target's right hand, regardless of whether they have a gun or a knife, the threat can be eliminated to the greatest extent.
Sang Qi instantly felt excruciating pain, and his pistol flew out of his hand weakly. Even an adult could still kill a male wolf single-handedly, despite the risk of injury. However, Big Black was a well-trained "male wolf".
Just as he was about to endure the pain and snap the dead dog's neck, it suddenly let go.
This is cheating! It was clearly his turn.
Who wants a turn-based strategy with you? You bite and run.
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