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ten o'clock in the morning.

Next to the Venezuela International Terminal, two oil tankers are parked.

The two tankers, one will go to Pakistan, the other will cross the Atlantic, along the St. Helena route to South Africa.

Group A and Group B will be assigned to the two tankers to carry out actual combat missions.

The tanker was about to set sail. A total of 25 special forces from Group A and Group B stood on the edge of the pier, and warned Chen Ming and Edward and other instructors who came to see them off.

"Before leaving, I only warn you two points. The first point is that if there is any disagreement during the action, follow the orders of the team leader!"

The second "point, if an accident happens, remember to stay calm and don't be impulsive!" Chen Ming said slowly.

-The Monte soldiers nodded and replied: "Understood!

At this time, the whistle of the two oil tankers has sounded, which means that the oil tankers are about to start "120"

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"Then you all get on the boat!" Chen Ming waved.

Subsequently, two police teams boarded the two tankers.

Five minutes later, the two oil tankers lifted anchor one after another, gradually left the dock, and headed out to sea.

After the two oil tankers were gone, Chen Ming and other religious officials left the dock and returned to the Hunter School.

On the tanker heading to South Africa, Huo Changhong and others leaned against the railings of the deck, each wearing only a shirt, and drinking beer in the cool sea breeze.

The tanker they are on will take the St. Helena route, which is notoriously treacherous in the Atlantic Ocean, because the route will pass through the stronghold of Somali pirates and is very easy to be hijacked by pirates.

In recent years, in order to avoid pirates, often only warships dare to take this route. Commercial ships are reluctant to take this route even if they take a long detour, which consumes more time and fuel costs.

However, the Hunter School negotiated with the shipping company that the tanker belonged to in advance. The owner of the shipping company heard that the special forces recruited by the Hunter School were willing to escort the tanker for free, so he gladly accepted the trip to St. Helena. Route recommendations.

Therefore, Huo Changhong and others not only brought all kinds of weapons on the tanker, but even lived in the highest-end sea-view top cabin, and also brought their own balcony, which was equivalent to the first-class cabin of an airplane, which was very comfortable.

"Pirates, I've only heard of them before, but I haven't seen them before, so I don't know what they look like!" Xu Jinfu took a sip of beer and said.

"Pirates are not just bandits at sea, I guess they are only three-legged cats, and they can be killed easily!" Yu Qiang showed a relaxed smile.

"It's too full!" Huo Changhong said with a solemn expression: "Every transoceanic tanker has its own guard, and those pirates can loot the ships frequently, which proves that they are really capable. If you underestimate them, be careful. In their hands!

Gu Han agreed: "Fei Dao is right, Somali pirates are famous all over the world, and they once robbed the imperial ships of small Western countries, which is enough to show that they have good skills, it is best to be careful. .

Hearing Huo Changhong and Gu Han's reminders, Yu Qiang and several other foreign special forces, who originally had the mentality of easily completing the mission, immediately became more vigilant.

Go to "Go to sleep and rest, since we have just set sail, the high seas have not yet reached, and we are still far from meeting pirates!" Xu Jinfu shrugged.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement.

The speed of an oil tanker is far less than that of an airplane. It will take at least half a month to cross the entire Atlantic Ocean, another half a month to return, and a month to go back and forth. It may take ten days to meet a pirate.

So, everyone who was slightly drunk greeted the top cabin, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.

The days of leisurely blowing the sea breeze and drinking small wines lasted for twelve days.

In these twelve days, apart from two storms at sea, nothing happened.

For the first two months, Zheng Huo's training, where he died suddenly every day, suddenly became more comfortable, which made them a little uncomfortable, and their bones were itchy.

On the thirteenth day, Gu Han put the sniper rifle on the roof of the ship as usual, and looked into the distance through the scope.

Suddenly, he saw two nautical miles away, more than a dozen motorboats were galloping towards the oil tanker where they were at a very fast speed. Armed with firearms, he looked unintentional.

Gu Han's pupils shrank slightly, the pirate they had been waiting for was finally here.

It seems that this route to St. Helena is as rumored, and there is a high probability of encountering Somali pirates.

He hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Report, a pirate is heading towards us in a motorboat! 93

After hearing Gu Han's report, the team leader Huo Changhong hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and instructed the others: "Everyone, let the passengers and crew return to the cabin, there are pirates attacking.

"Take your weapons and prepare to fight."

Under Huo Changhong's orders, the special forces scattered in all directions of the tanker drove all the passengers who were leaning on the railing to chat back to the cabin, and together with the crew, they were also driven into the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, they took submachine guns, rifles and individual missiles from the weapons room and prepared to fight.

At this time, the pirate leader on a motorboat was looking at the oil tanker in the distance with a telescope. When he saw that there was no one on the tanker deck and beside the railing, he frowned slightly, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "This ship seems to have a police post, and they all stopped when they sensed that we were coming, and it may be dangerous to go there rashly.

As he finished speaking, more than a dozen motorboats stopped immediately.

"Boss, are we going to let this ship go?" a pirate asked suspiciously.

The leader of the pirates shook his head, with a ruthless look in Bao's eyes: "Take the rocket launcher, aim it at the bottom of the boat, and make a hole for them, I want to see if the people hiding in the boat are moving! 99

"Yes!" A pirate picked up a cup of bazooka, loaded a single soldier missile into it, and prepared to fire on the oil tanker in the distance.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound of bullets came, and a sniper bullet hit the head of the pirate carrying the bazooka precisely. The whole head was torn apart like a broken watermelon, and blood splashed.

The headless corpse, with its bazooka attached, was slanted into the sea with a splash, splashing water.

The person who fired the gun was Gu Han.

Gu Han saw the pirate hook bazooka through the sniper rifle scope, and realized the opponent's purpose. In order to prevent the opponent from bombing the ship, he shot and killed him as soon as possible.

In just one face-to-face, one person died, and even the bazooka fell into the sea. In such a situation, it was the first time that all the pirates on the motorboat met, and they were all a little affectionate.

The pirate chief suddenly realized that this oil tanker dared to take this route so abnormally, I am afraid it was not careless, but a bait to attract them and these pirates, thus annihilating them.

"This ship can't be hijacked, it's a trap, everyone, retreat!" the pirate chief shouted,

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