Fishermen's live stream: Twelve bodies were retrieved at the start.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's lips curled into a playful smile.

The Navy? This guy has quite the imagination. But that's fine, saves me the trouble of explaining.

"Who I am is not important." Lin Mo squatted down, looking directly into Voske's eyes, his voice low and threatening.

"The important thing is, you'd better answer my questions honestly. Otherwise..."

He paused, glancing at Voske's soaking wet clothes.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting all of you men stand naked on this deck and enjoy the sea breeze."

Lin Mo's tone was casual, yet it sent a chill down Voske's spine.

Upon hearing this, Vosk turned pale and his eyes filled with fear.

Hanging naked from the bow of the ship? If word got out, Voske's reputation would be ruined for life!

This is worse than killing him!

"You...you dare!" Voske roared, his voice trembling with fear.

Lin Mo remained unmoved, merely staring coldly at Voske with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Whether I dare or not, you can try." Lin Mo stood up and gestured to the crew members next to him.

"Brothers, go and strip Captain Voske naked."

"Then tie him to the bow of the boat so he can enjoy the scenery at sea."

"Yes, Brother Mo!" the crew members responded excitedly, rubbing their hands together, ready to step forward.

Upon seeing this, Vosk was terrified. He struggled desperately and screamed in terror.

"Wait! Wait! I'll talk! I'll talk, okay?!"

Voske's voice was choked with sobs. He no longer cared about saving face or dignity; at this moment, all he wanted was to preserve his innocence.

Lin Mo then waved his hand, signaling the crew to stop. He crouched down again, looking at Vosk, who was trembling with fear.

"Now, we can have a proper talk, Captain Voske."

Lin Mo's tone returned to calm, but beneath that calm lay a deeper threat.

"You'd better tell me everything about the plane wreckage. Not a single detail can be omitted."

"It's...it's our 'WN543-210 tactical reconnaissance aircraft'."

Vosk spilled everything he knew, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"This aircraft... is very small, has excellent stealth capabilities, and has a range of about two thousand nautical miles."

"It just doesn't have all-weather combat capability. The weather was bad a while ago, so... it fell down."

These words immediately caused an uproar among viewers in the live stream.

[Holy crap! A reconnaissance plane! They really haven't given up their thieving intentions!]

【WN543-210? I looked it up, this thing is specifically designed for close-range reconnaissance!】

[The flight range is two thousand nautical miles; taking off from their base, it can cover our entire sea area!]

[Damn it, they came to our doorstep to conduct reconnaissance, crashed, and then tried to sneak back in? Where's their shame?]

Lin Mo looked at the comments and understood.

He continued to stare at Voske, his voice turning colder.

"Cause of crash? What mission were they on?"

Voske shook his head vigorously, his face full of innocence.

"I don't know! I really don't know! I'm just the captain in charge of the salvage!"

"How could such top-secret information be given to someone like me, a mere peripheral figure?"

He looked utterly miserable, almost as if he were swearing an oath to the heavens.

"I'm just someone who does things for money. The big shots above told me to come and make a quick buck, so I did. I don't know anything else!"

Lin Mo snorted coldly, remaining noncommittal.

"Okay, let's leave the plane issue aside for now."

Lin Mo's sudden change of tone made Voske's heart leap into his throat again.

"Let's talk about what good things you've put in this sea."

Voske was stunned, his face full of confusion.

"What good stuff?"

Lin Mo squatted down and patted his face lightly, but the gesture was extremely insulting.

Don't play dumb with me.

"Underwater detectors, underwater spy equipment, those shady things."

He spoke with difficulty, "We have deployed approximately... nearly 20,000 underwater detectors in the waters near China."

"However, most of them are old models, and many are already broken. There aren't that many that are actually usable."

"As for underwater vehicles, their numbers are very small, definitely no more than a dozen!"

"Autonomous underwater vehicles number in the single digits!"

To survive, Voske sold everything he could.

"Our mission this time is to maintain three of the detectors."

"And while you're at it, recover those two malfunctioning aircraft! I'm telling the truth! Absolutely!"

Lin Mo stood up, somewhat satisfied with Voske's "frankness".

He looked down at the fat man who had completely lost his edge.

Vosk looked up at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with pleading.

"Captain... Captain Lin! I've told you everything I know! Please, please let me back on the ship!"

He started negotiating terms.

"I swear! I will immediately take my men and leave this sea area."

"I guarantee I won't reveal a single word of what happened today! And our ship, the Amps, will never cause you any more trouble!"

"Let you go?"

Lin Mo laughed, a laugh that Vosk found more terrifying than the devil.

"It's not impossible."

Lin Mo's words rekindled hope in Voske's eyes.

"However, my men are still on your ship, so we should at least exchange them, right?"

"Alright, you order your Ampus to come closer. Once your men are back on my ship, I'll let you go."

"Good! Good! I'll give the order right away!"

Vosk impatiently shouted to his crew, telling them to contact the Amps using the communicator.

When the two ships were close enough, the gangplank was set up.

Lin Mo waved to his crew.

"Brothers, come with me on the boat, let's go pick up our men and bring them home!"

He selected ten of his strongest crew members, who strode onto the deck of the Amps.

Vosk and the remaining hostages were held at gunpoint by Linmer's crew and dared not move.

Upon boarding the Amps, Lin Mo seemed to be there for sightseeing rather than to exchange hostages.

He had a crew member hold up the phone and continue the live stream.

"Hey guys, let me show you what the inside of an American research vessel is like."

He swaggered ahead.

The crew of the Amps were leaderless and dared not stop their comrades who were being held hostage by Lin Mo's men.

Lin Mo's goal is very clear.

Control room!

He kicked open the door to the control room, startling the technicians inside so much that they jumped up from their chairs.

Lin Mo ignored them and walked straight to the control panel.

The huge screen was displaying a dense array of maps and data.

"Wow, that's pretty high-class."

Lin Mo spoke, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He instructed the crew member holding the phone to seemingly casually capture the entire screen's contents in the photo.

Those flashing dots of light are the coordinates of the underwater detector that Vosk mentioned!

On another screen, there were several live feeds transmitted from underwater vehicles!

These are all invaluable military intelligence!