The communication methods of this era were not very advanced, and Sam Dudley had no way to directly contact the Marines on the two transport boats.
It was too late to remind the soldiers on the transport boat as the other side was aiming their guns.
Therefore, after the plane climbed to a safe altitude, it directly lowered its nose and fired warning shots at the waters next to the fishing boat.
The gunmen on the fishing boat obviously knew that the large-caliber machine guns on the plane were not easy to deal with.
The moment the gunshots rang out, they all crouched down and hid on the deck.
Only after they heard the gunfire stop and discovered that the fishing boat had not been hit did they all breathe a sigh of relief.
The actions of the reconnaissance plane naturally attracted the attention of the soldiers on the two transport boats.
This is a warning to the people on the fishing boat. Why is it a warning?
Then something abnormal must have been discovered!
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Therefore, the Marines began to be cautious.
He raised the weapon in his hand and aimed it at the fishing boat from a distance.
I don’t know what the people on the fishing boat were thinking. Just when they confirmed that they were not hit, someone raised his rifle again and shot at Sam Dudley’s plane.
Two gunshots were heard, "Bang, bang". It was impossible to hit the high-speed flying reconnaissance plane.
But the two gunshots also made the Marines on the transport boat extremely nervous.
It seems that there is definitely something wrong with this fishing boat. It is either smuggling or drug trafficking, and it might be a big problem.
The squad leader in charge of command on one of the transport boats said directly to the machine gunner on the transport boat:
“Damn, this gang of gangsters is fierce!
Give them a burst of bullets, warning shots.
If you dare to resist again, I won't be polite."
Hearing the squad leader's order, the machine gunner who had been standing on the transport boat, holding the M2 heavy machine gun fixed on the transport boat,
He smiled and replied:
"Understood, sir."
After saying that, he pulled the bolt and fired a volley of bullets at the bow of the fishing boat.
The shot was not aimed at anyone, but the large-caliber bullet hit the hull, making a "clang-dang-dang" sound of metal collision.
It still frightened everyone on the boat so much that they were trembling all over.
Sam Dudley, who had been on alert in the sky, breathed a sigh of relief when he found that everyone on the fishing boat was lying on the deck and seemed afraid to move.
The transport boat on the destroyer is not as large in tonnage and not as tall as the fishing boat.
Therefore, when everyone on the fishing boat crouched down, the Marines could not find the enemy targets at all.
Fortunately, there was a reconnaissance plane in the sky to cooperate.
The enemy did not dare to stand up and shoot at them, so they were able to safely board the fishing boat which had no international markings.
"Quick, quick, get on board, get on board."
Under the threat of the heavy machine guns on the transport boat, the Marines finally succeeded in boarding the ship.
The fully armed Marines aimed their guns at the enemies hiding behind the side of the ship.
"Don't move, put your hands on your head, and lie on the ground."
At this time, the enemy had already realized that the game was over and was facing the black muzzles of the professional soldiers' guns.
Most people followed the soldiers' orders.
But no matter where they are, there are occasionally some diehards who would rather die than surrender.
A short and stocky young man, after the soldiers boarded the ship, lay on the ground motionless like the others.
But his hands were hidden under his body and he did not hold them above his head as required.
This quickly caught the attention of the Marine squad leader.
After aiming the gun at this guy, he shouted angrily:
"Put your hands on your head. I'm talking to you! Put your hands where I can see them."
Following the squad leader's call, the other soldiers also noticed this unusual guy.
They all turned their guns and pointed them at this guy to prevent any accidents.
But no matter how the squad leader shouted, this guy seemed to be deaf and did not move.
A soldier was closest to this guy and he stepped over an enemy lying on the ground and came to this guy.
He pointed the gun at his head and shouted:
"Get your hands out of here, bastard, or I'll shoot you."
Perhaps he felt the cold touch of the muzzle of the gun above his head, the short and strong man lying on the ground slowly turned his head and smiled at the soldier.
But this smile is not the kind of smile that makes people feel warm, but a kind of hideous smile that makes people feel sick.
The soldier's heart tightened when he saw the mouth full of yellow teeth, and he raised his gun to shoot.
But the guy just turned over, revealing the two grenades he was holding tightly in his hands.
As he turned over, the pull ring of the grenade popped open.
I heard this guy yelling,
"Onboard!"
The soldier knew that this guy had bad intentions as soon as he saw his ferocious smile.
The first time I saw the grenade in his hand,
With a "bang", the gun in his hand went off.
The guy who was just shouting "half a year" had his head shot through.
But the two grenades in this guy's hand had already rolled onto the deck of the fishing boat.
In a flash, the soldier shouted "Grenade!" as he pulled the trigger.
Then he rolled on the ground and lay on the deck two or three meters away.
The attention of the Marines around him was also drawn to this side. They reacted immediately and looked for nearby cover and lay down.
Some soldiers simply jumped into the sea.
Then, two loud noises were heard, and the whole fishing boat was shaken.
Then there was the sound of metal shrapnel falling to the ground.
Sam Dudley, who had been hovering above the fishing boat, saw the Marines boarding the boat and thought everything was fine.
Just as I was about to leave, I heard two loud noises from below.
He quickly turned his head and looked down, and saw two clouds of black smoke rising from the fishing boat.
Realizing that an accident had occurred below, he quickly lowered his altitude, wanting to get closer to observe the specific situation.
At this time, the fishing boat was already in a mess. Thanks to the timely reaction of the Marines, only two of them were injured by the flying shrapnel.
No one else was injured, but the two fishing boat crew members lying next to the short and strong young man were in a miserable state.
The grenade rolled right next to them and exploded. There was almost no way for them to hide, so they were directly killed by the grenade.
This unexpected situation made the Marine squad leader so angry that he started cursing.
The soldiers were more cautious and rough when capturing the remaining prisoners.
It was unclear whether the enemies were dazed by the grenade or had already accepted their fate.
He didn't resist and was soon tied up by the soldiers and forced to squat aside.
After dealing with the situation on the deck, the soldiers began to advance into the cabin.
Fortunately, all the enemies had gathered on the deck and nothing unexpected happened in the cabin.
No enemies were found hiding.
"Squad leader, come over here and take a look."
A soldier opened a wooden box in the cabin and found a row of M1 Garand rifles inside.
When the squad leader stepped forward and took a look, he was also shocked.
"Damn it, no wonder they are so desperate, they are actually arms smugglers.
Count the exact number of these guys immediately, we need to report to the fleet command."
There were more than thirty wooden boxes of this specification in the cabin.
There are even more wooden boxes of other specifications. You don’t need to count them to know that there are at least more than 300 M1 Garand rifles in them.
"Yes, sir!"
Several soldiers stepped forward and opened the wooden boxes one by one to check the contents.
Fang Lang, who was on the Rio de Janeiro, soon received a detailed situation report.
"General, this is an arms smuggling ship carrying 300 M1 Garand rifles.
80 Thompson submachine guns,
Ten M1919 Browning medium machine guns.
Fifty boxes of grenades and some ammunition."
The intelligence officer took the report and reported to Fang Lang.
“An arms smuggling ship?
Where is this going to be shipped?
Fernando de Noronha?"
Fang Lang looked confused.
De La Torre did not expect that it would be an arms smuggling ship. Brazil does not ban guns, but the arms on this ship are obviously not civilian firearms.
These are all active equipment in the United States.
“Looking at the direction they were heading, it was obviously Fernando de Noronha Island.
Boss, maybe this time we will really go to the beautiful island you mentioned to have a look."
Fang Lang naturally felt that there was nothing impossible.
He turned to the intelligence officer beside him and said:
"Since the enemy's munitions are intended to be delivered to Fernando de Noronha Island,
Then let the reconnaissance plane go to the island for reconnaissance first.
See if you can find anything unusual.”
"Yes, sir."
The intelligence officer stood at attention and saluted, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fang Lang.
“Also, let them figure out who these guys are.
Is he a professional arms dealer?
Actually, to sell US military equipment, did you get the authorization from Shata Company?
Don’t wait for the next flood to flush out the Dragon King Temple.”
Only then did Fang Lang remember that the only seller of American equipment now was Shata Company.
As a major shareholder of Shata Company, it would be embarrassing if I killed my own salesmen.
The intelligence officer didn't quite understand what the flood meant by the Dragon King Temple.
But the other questions are easy to figure out.
De La Torre knew something about the existence of Shata Company. After hearing Fang Lang's words,
He smiled and said:
"Boss, you're worrying too much. Given the size of Shata Company,
It is impossible to do such a small business.
With the equipment these guys have, they probably don’t even have a chance to become subordinates of Shata Company.”
Fang Lang felt that this should be the case. After all, there was at most enough equipment for a battalion here.
I guess the salesmen from Shata Company are not interested in participating.
Fang Lang smiled and shook his head, saying indifferently:
“We can’t help it. The intelligence these guys reported is incomplete, and we don’t know the identity of this group of people yet.
We can only wait for them to ask clearly before we can determine how to respond."
As he spoke, he raised the telescope in his hand and looked at Fernando de Noronha Island not far away.
He asked casually:
"Don't you think it's a waste to use such a beautiful island to exile prisoners?
I think this place can be used as a forward base for our naval aviation.
If it is built well, it will be an unsinkable aircraft carrier."
De La Torre was also stunned when he heard this. Fernando de Noronha Island is less than 400 kilometers away from Natal and 550 kilometers away from Recife.
The geographical location is indeed very advantageous. If there really is a base there, it would be equivalent to a military base in the northeast corner of Brazil, extending more than 400 kilometers into the Atlantic Ocean.
"Unfortunately, Fernando de Noronha is just a volcanic island and does not have a suitable deep-water port.
It can’t accommodate large ships, otherwise it would be better as a naval base.”
Just as the two were discussing the island.
Sam Dudley, who received the order, had already turned the plane towards the beautiful island.
Fernando de Noronha Island is actually an archipelago consisting of 20 nearby small islands with a total area of 26 square kilometers.
For Sam Dudley, seeing a string of green islands on the endless ocean was simply a visual enjoyment.
This is much more interesting than staring at the blue sea all the time.
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