50s: Starting with a storage ring

Chapter 550 Coming to One's Door to Die
Last week, the two sides went to war on Java Island. Although there has been no fighting on Pontianak yet, the atmosphere is already very tense.
The Huang family was completely at a loss, and in the end, it was Huang Taining from the city hall who suggested asking Sun Zhiwei for help.

In fact, they didn't think Sun Zhiwei could do anything on his own; he was just like a drowning person trying to grab any straw to save him.

Sun Zhiwei was not surprised when he received the news.

Starting with Huang Huizhong, the Huang family members were basically forced into positions of power by him; they themselves did not possess much talent.

If they had a few more years of experience, things would definitely be better, but facing a massive army pressing in right now is indeed a difficult situation for them.

After thinking it over, Sun Zhiwei decided to go anyway.

He has already invested so much effort in Borneo; the sunk cost is there, and he can't just abandon it.

Before leaving, he made a last-minute trip to his farm in Maryland, but this time it wasn't for anything related to the farm; rather, he was preparing to clear out some space.

The diamond mine, with its millions of cubic meters of space, takes up a lot of room, so he plans to temporarily store the ore underground on the farm.

After processing the ore, he briefly explained the situation in Java to Tong Jiajia before boarding a flight to Singapore.

July is a hot and rainy season in Southeast Asia, and because of its coastal location, there is a large temperature difference between day and night.

When Sun Zhiwei got off the plane, it was the middle of the day and the sun was blazing. After only a few minutes in the sun after leaving the station, he felt a little dizzy.

Upon discovering this, he immediately turned back to the departure hall and booked a room at a hotel in the airport.

He's not stupid to go out in this hot weather.

He is indeed here to help the Huang family, but there's no need for him to be so eager to go. He needs to distinguish between what's important and what's not, lest the Huang family treat him like a babysitter.

He contacted Huang Huizhong in Pontianak by phone from the hotel, and after informing him that he had arrived in Singapore, which is just across the sea, he rested in the hotel.

As the sun completely sets and the sea breeze blows, the daytime heat begins to dissipate rapidly.

After finishing his dinner at the hotel restaurant, he looked outside and found the streets bustling with activity. The crowds that had been nowhere to be seen during the day suddenly filled the streets and alleys.

Sun Zhiwei strolled slowly onto the street, digesting his food as he approached the beach. He wandered around until about 10 p.m., when he finally launched his military speedboat onto a secluded beach.

On this cool night, with the sea breeze blowing, Sun Zhiwei sped the speedboat at full speed toward Pontianak.

He would be driving 600 kilometers by sea until the early hours of the morning, but in the middle of summer, after the high temperatures of the day, the sea breeze at night was still quite refreshing.

He was sailing along a safe route paved by countless ships, so he felt safe driving the speedboat at its maximum speed.

Doing this on unfamiliar routes can easily lead to running aground, especially in the waters of Southeast Asia, which are known for their shallow waters and numerous reefs.

To kill time during the journey, he turned on the ship's stereo and took out two bottles of beer from his storage space, drinking as he sailed.

Around midnight, the speedboat entered the Java Sea, and he seemed to see lights flashing in the distance.

He immediately raised his binoculars to check the situation in the distance ahead.

It was so late; any lights at sea must be from ships, and he needed to figure out what kind of ships they were. Through his high-powered military binoculars, he saw a Javanese flag and a clearly wave-breaking hull—it was a warship.

Just as he was carefully identifying the warship's model, two more warships appeared behind it, causing Sun Zhiwei's eyebrows to furrow.

Did he stir up a hornet's nest? He rarely takes a trip in his speedboat, and he just happened to run into a fleet formation sailing in Java.

Realizing he was at a disadvantage at sea, and to avoid trouble, he turned the rudder at an angle, intending to use the speedboat's high speed to swoop past the fleet.

Unfortunately, he didn't want to cause trouble, but someone was courting death. A helicopter flew up from behind the stern of the largest of the three warships and headed towards Sun Zhiwei's speedboat.

No matter how fast a speedboat is, it can't outrun an airplane. Sun Zhiwei could only reduce the speed of his boat and approach the warship formation under the escort of a helicopter.

Only when he got closer could he see the types of the three warships: two Claude Jones-class guided-missile frigates and one 2850-ton Dutch-built Van Speck-class frigate.

The helicopter overhead took off from the Van Speck-class frigate.

The three warships were sailing in a single line. In order to capture them all at once, Sun Zhiwei turned the speedboat halfway and approached from the rear of the formation.

First, they approached the Claude Jones-class frigate 343, then the Claude Jones-class frigate 344, and finally arrived next to the Van Speck-class frigate.

Apart from Sun Zhiwei, even the people on the helicopter didn't notice that the two ships behind were now completely empty.

After approaching the Van Speck-class frigate, Sun Zhiwei did not immediately approach it. Instead, he waited for the helicopter to land at its tail before clearing the ship of its crew.

The Claude Jones-class ships carried 89 people, and the Van Speck-class ships carried 175 people, totaling 353 people who became nourishment for space.

Now, all three warships are sailing by inertia, like three ghost ships.

Sun Zhiwei quickly ransacked the three ships, leaving behind the missiles, torpedoes, and speedboats they were carrying, before starting to deal with the hulls.

These three warships, plus the Claude Jones-class hull number 342 and the small submarine in his space.

None of the five ships were high-tech vessels; they were all obsolete ships from the 5s.

He didn't have time to take them home, and they would take up too much space, so he simply sent all five boats to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

After completing all this in just half an hour, Sun Zhiwei readjusted his course and continued flying toward Pontianak.

Around 4 a.m., Sun Zhiwei's speedboat approached Pontianak Port, and from a distance he could see three thousand-ton warships blocking the channel at the port entrance.

However, since it was nighttime, there were only some emergency lights on the warship, and most of the crew had already gone to sleep.

Sun Zhiwei reduced his speed and slowly approached them. When he was close enough, he dropped a 10-kilogram timed TNT into the ammunition magazines of each of the three warships.

Then it quietly sailed from the estuary into the inland waterway of Pontianak.

He remembered the route from the inland waterway he had traveled before, so he didn't need a guide this time. He drove the speedboat directly to the Huang family's private dock.

(End of this chapter)