Chapter 1273

"The hostages are safe."

"Check the survivors."

"There are two We didn't find the mastermind. We should have missed it. "

"It's not missing. I let it go," Li said casually, pointing his index finger at the wrist computer on his arm. He reported the scene to the command center, and then looked at the soldiers standing beside him. "The British secret service helicopter will arrive in 17 minutes. Let's clean up the deck a little bit."

The battle was over a few minutes ago.

Or it can't be called a fight at all. It's a one-sided massacre. There was blood all over the deck, and the gunmen who had been killed lay askew and askew on the deck.

Although this is the essence of war, it is somewhat destructive to others.

Two pirate captives were detained in the cabin. After Li Gaoliang ordered his subordinates to take photos and collect evidence, he found the rescued captain and asked him to organize several crew members who could move around. He simply cleaned the stains on the deck with a mop and bucket.

Because of the climate, it was a little later than expected by three minutes.

After 20 minutes of waiting, four helicopters finally flew to the stopped freighter. With several strings of ropes thrown down, a group of elite soldiers in black combat suits descended from the ropes.

However, although these people are really the elite after cruel training, when they stand next to the sci-fi exoskeleton armor, they seem a little thin.

Press down the muzzle of the gun in hand, the tall Special Forces officer walked to the side of Li Gaoliang, loose the mask on his face, and said.

"From now on, our men will take over."

Li Gao Liang took a look at him.

"This is the high seas."

"We know it's the high seas."

I mean, you can find a cool place to stay

“……”

The commander of the Special Forces officer obviously wanted to say something else, but because of the huge deterrent force, he finally held back his words, walked to one side with his right hand according to the headset, and asked the superior for instructions.

Li Gao Liang ignored him and directed his men to continue their previous work, including helping the wounded to carry out simple bandaging, searching for the living prisoners, and taking photos and collecting evidence on the scene.

Because the action is fast enough, the battle on the deck ends in less than half a minute. The hostages tied here are not in any way affected except for being frightened and embarrassed by the irritant gas.

The British special forces on one side are neither right nor left. They don't know what to do. They have to stare at each other and wait for new orders from the chaotic headquarters.

At this time, there was a helicopter in the sky.

Li Gaoliang looks up and squints.

The tactical eyepiece increased magnification and was locked in the logo of the helicopter's fuselage.

Rebroadcast helicopter?

BBC？

With a smile on his lips, Li Gaoliang glanced at the Royal special service airborne men in the cabin.

These British journalists run very fast.

Almost in front of their special forces

……

On the helicopter.

The furious air current blew the handsome blonde hair of the reporter to the wrong side, only to see that half of the body was out, trying to squint at the camera, and shouting with all his strength.

"This is the live broadcast of BBC news!"

"At present, we are in the air over the" o'saiberg "cargo ship, which lost contact with the Baltic shipping company three hours ago and deviated from the route, following the straight line of the Arctic light."

"Two hours ago, through various channels, it was confirmed that the cargo ship was hijacked by pirates, and the UK, Denmark, Sweden and China all quickly dispatched rapid response forces to carry out rescue..."

"We can see from the deck that the Royal special service airborne force has just arrived at the deck. Their professional quality is very Wait, the fight seems to be over?! It's over

"Just a moment, please We are getting information from relevant units! "

“…… Oh, thanks! According to the authorities, the freighter is currently under the control of the China Rail Airborne Brigade Wait, do you mean they declared the battle over an hour ago? "

"Didn't you say that our special forces started from the nearest military base? They're an hour ahead of us?! "

That pair of squinting eyes suddenly stare at the eldest brother, the British reporter shrieked in an unbelievable tone.

"How can it be?!"

……

Yes, how could it be?!

It's not just the BBC's correspondent who can't believe it, but the man who escaped from the killing can't believe it's all true.Those people are not people at all.

They're like monsters.

Abrahan, waving his arms and wearing a life jacket, has been breaststroke in the sea for a long time, but his fear still hasn't subsided.

Over the past decade, he has fought dozens of guerrilla wars, large and small, in the jungles and deserts of East Africa. He has seized no less than 20 convoys of international humanitarian D relief materials, and robbed dozens of fishing boats.

However, even with such rich experience, he has never seen such an opponent.

They're more difficult than seals.

No, to be exact, there is no comparison at all.

Although seals have some advantages in equipment and firepower, they have not opened the essential gap with them. When they encounter in the right place, they can also rely on their rich guerrilla experience to fight those arrogant Americans with no head up.

But in front of such an opponent

He didn't even have the courage to fight back.

Finally, he got close to a medium-sized fishing boat. With the help of several dark sailors, abrahame climbed up the boat.

At this time, a man with a beard came to his side, grabbed him by the collar, and stared at his muddy eyes because of fear.

"Light of the Arctic! What's the matter with that cruise ship and the people on it? "

"Sorry --"

Bang --!

There was gunsmoke at the muzzle of the gun.

Looking at the lusterless pupil, malash pulled the trigger and mended several shots, then released his face and kicked him into the sea.

From abrahame's troubled eyes, he had guessed the result of the action. The reason why he asked was that there was still a little fantasy in his heart.

Now, it's just a fantasy.

And it's unrealistic.

Malash, whose face was full of haze, took the pistol back to his arms, and turned to his silent subordinates to clean up the ship's planks, continue pretending to be a fishing boat and start to return.

The operation suffered a great loss.

It seems that all they can get is the advance deposit of those people, but fortunately, the deposit is not a small number.

At least there is more than enough to make up for his loss.

Thinking of this in his heart, marsh felt a little bit happy.

But is it going to be that simple?

Malash didn't know that there was such an eye that never left their head