Chapter 1863

The third type of piracy is related to terrorists. They are the most ferocious pirates, generally hijacking large merchant ships and extorting huge ransom; A more serious method is to kill the crew, then drive the ship to a secret place, repaint and change its name. After registration, it becomes a so-called "ghost ship" and sells it together with the goods.

They have a very wide range of activities, usually up to hundreds of square kilometers.

Aksi armed forces can be regarded as the third category.

Because they are terrorists themselves and have links with several major terrorist organizations in the world.

Today, more than 95% of pirates are equipped with modern weapons, such as assault rifles, submachine guns, rockets, torpedoes and so on.

Some pirate gangs are also equipped with global satellite positioning systems, use radar to determine the location of target ships, use motor speedboats and automatic weapons to attack, and even some are equipped with high-power speedboats, ship to ship missiles, AK-47 submachine guns, etc.

Some pirate ships also have computers, mobile phones and disk satellite antennas. They can contact criminal groups around the world through e-mail and the Internet to obtain "prey" information at any time. Even, they are equipped with armed helicopters to search for targets from the air.

As the main Pirate Group on the west coast of Africa, aksi's equipment is very advanced. Within 1000 kilometers of aksi seaport, it can carry out wanton activities and hijack incoming and outgoing merchant ships.

The so-called aksi seaport is their base camp. To the west is the seaport, to the East is the tropical grassland, to the south is the tropical plateau, and to the north is the world-famous Sahara desert.

Because of the complex terrain, the Nigerian government has been unable to help aksi, but it firmly prohibits warships of other countries from entering its own waters for escort. If necessary, all merchant ships passing through the Nigerian waters can only be escorted by the Nigerian Navy and pay expensive fees.

At this time, many pirates stood guard on all cargo ships in aksi harbor. They were tall, dressed in a variety of clothes, with open chests, dark and shiny skin. They had AK-47 submachine guns on their chest, bullet clips on their shoulders and hand grenades in their waists. It was frightening to look at them.

On the deck of Sirius Star, 22 crew members were tied up, some lying, some sitting, some squatting, some injured, head broken and blood stained; Some closed their eyes and were unkempt.

22 people, do not know what their future destiny will be, one by one, trembling and frightened, looking at the pirates next to them.

A dozen pirates gathered the hostages with guns.

Several corpses were thrown on the deck. The blood from the corpses had long turned dark red. Because the temperature was relatively high, the corpses rotted and smelled in only a day or two.

The pirates are used to such a life and are too lazy to throw their bodies into the sea.

A gray haired, elderly crew member trembled with fear, closed his eyes and whispered a prayer: "God bless the father, the son and the holy door, Amen..."

"Smelly old man, what are you talking about!" without saying a word, the pirate standing next to him threw the butt of his submachine gun at the gray old man's head.

"Ah!" the grey old man screamed and fell on the deck, crying in pain, with red blood flowing on his cheeks.

The rest of the hostages were silent, and no one dared to help. They dared to be angry and dare not speak.

On the side of the ship dozens of meters away, a burly black faced bald man leaned against the guardrail, smoked and stared at a cargo ship not far in front. He heard the scream behind him. He just looked back. There was no expression on his face. He turned back and continued to stare at the front.

Dozens of meters away in front of the sea, there was a cargo ship. On the cargo ship, there were also more than a dozen pirates, each with submachine guns, guarding around vigilantly.

There is a high bridge on the cargo ship. The bridge is the control center of the whole cargo ship. There is a high flag pole at the top of the bridge. A red triangular flag is flying on the flag pole. In the center is a white skeleton head and two white swords below.

The skeleton flag is the symbol of aksi organization.

The cargo ship with skeleton flag is the main ship of aksi organization. Bashir, the leader of aksi organization, lives on the ship.

From the hold of the cargo ship, the excited screams and groans of women came. The whole cargo ship seemed to be under pressure and kept shaking and shaking.

The pirates outside the cabin were unmoved and seemed to be used to such things.

The bald man on the tanker also heard the woman's scream, frowned, smoked hard, his eyes were cold and his face was sullen.

The bald man is Fahad. He is not an ordinary pirate, but one of the main leaders of aksi organization. Now he is responsible for guarding the hostages on the tanker.

The woman sleeping with Bashir is Hassan. She is one of the youngest and most beautiful women of aksi nationality. Fahad has always liked her. Unfortunately, Hassan likes Bashir because Bashir is the leader of aksi organization.

As the leader of aksi organization, Bashir has many mistresses besides his formal wife, and Hassan is just one of his mistresses.

"Son of a bitch, may Allah let you finish everything!" Fahad smoked his cigarette, looked fierce and cursed softly.

The woman you like will not feel comfortable sleeping with other men.

……

"Ah!"

With a happy tremor, Bashir stopped rolling and impact, and his whole body relaxed. He left the woman's body and sat by the bed. He picked up a towel from the head of the bed and wiped the sweat all over his face.

Bashir is in his early 40s, with a leopard head around his head, broad arms and round waist. His face is full of horizontal flesh, and his body is dark. He has a piece of black chest hair on his chest, curly black hair on his head, deep and dark eyes, and a cyan beard on his chin and cheeks. He looks very strong.

"Bashir, you're great. I'll stay on your boat tonight, okay?"

The young woman on the bed gasped for a while, got up, hugged Bashir's waist from behind, leaned her head on his broad and thick shoulder, and said reluctantly.

Hassan is only in his twenties. He is very beautiful and plump. He is as aggressive as the men on the island. He often goes to sea with them to rob ships. He is Bashir's favorite lover.

Bashir turned his head, kissed Hassan's sexy and thick lips, patted her face and said with a smile: "OK, baby, I'm very happy these two days. I need you very much“

Hassan grinned with satisfaction, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth.