Terrorists on the three lifeboats successively climbed to the "Sea Wolf Class-1986", and "Chen Ju" was naturally among them.

Once on board the submarine, all the terrorists were arranged to go to the back cabin, and only Mr. Wan was taken to the submarine's command cockpit.

"Chen Ju" followed him. Perhaps because Mr. Wan didn't say anything, the sailor leading the way hesitated for a while and didn't say much, allowing the two of them to come to the command cockpit.

Compared with the narrow and narrow areas of the submarine, the command cockpit seems very "wide" and is enough to accommodate a dozen people standing inside.

The person who was waiting for Mr. Wan to arrive in the cockpit was a tall commander in a blue and black uniform. The scar under his cheek was very obvious. When he opened his mouth, the scar on his cheek moved, which made him a little hideous.

“Why did Plan B be used?”

The man asked unfriendly: "This is different from what he agreed to."

“The plan has changed.”

Mr. Wan remained silent: "The island of Tazhou has just sent a group of troops to board the boat and attacked at night, and our people have suffered a lot of losses."

"So fast?"

The commander frowned: "How dare they do this... No, you should have been prepared."

"My preparations were indeed done," Mr. Wan shrugged. "Unfortunately, the anti-terrorism team sent by the island is really strong. After my judgment, it is difficult for us to deal with it. Even if we wipe out the anti-terrorism team on the opposite side, we no longer have the strength to control the entire ship."

"Are they not afraid of hostages safe?"

The commander puzzled.

"I suspect that the purpose of the Counter-terrorism team that boarded this time is not simple. If something goes wrong, the island may cause a black pot to fall on us."

Mr. Wan said.

The commander stopped talking and looked directly at Mr. Wan.

Mr. Wan looked at him calmly and did not divert his gaze.

Perhaps because he could not see Mr. Wan's mood swing, the commander no longer questioned, but turned around: "Since Plan B is implemented, then evacuate first."

"The evacuation is OK, but Plan B may also fail."

Mr. Wan spoke it in a relaxed tone.

"What are you talking about?"

The commander turned his head suddenly and glared: "What does Plan B mean that it may have failed as well?"

"Literally, Plan B failed. The entire ship's bomb could no longer be detonated, so it failed."

Mr. Wan said this as if he was talking about something insignificant, but judging from the emotions on the commander's face, it was actually a major problem that made him incredible.

"Do you know what you are talking about? After so much effort, both AB plans failed? Why are you here to come to you at such a big risk?"

The commander narrowed his eyes: "You dare to come here like this. It seems that you really don't know how the word "death" is written. Do you think that you can accomplish something by just your organization?"

"I think there is no effect on arguing here," Mr. Wan's expression remained unchanged. "Dazhou Island does not know that you are involved in it, but you cannot continue to stay and take risks. Once the anti-terrorism team contacts and feedback, the warships that stay near the island will inevitably come one after another. If it is discovered by anti-submarine sonar, it will not be fun."

The commander glared at Mr. Wan fiercely, then turned around and ordered: "Diver immediately and execute the scheduled route."

“What is the scheduled route?”

Suddenly, "Chen Ju" standing behind Mr. Wan asked.

When he made a sound, Mr. Wan's eyelids twitched. Before he could respond, the commander in front turned around and probably didn't notice "Chen Ju" before, and only thought he was Mr. Wan's subordinate.

But who would ask this question on such occasions?

"If nothing unexpected happens, our scheduled route will bypass the Zhongchao Strait and then turn back to the Zhuanyi Strait and enter Central and Southern Oceania."

Mr. Wan answered very "honestly".

The commander was silent and said vigilantly: "Who is this person behind you?"

"who is he?"

Mr. Wan smiled bitterly: "I advise you to listen to his orders honestly like me, and you may survive, otherwise..."

When he said this, the commander shouted loudly and said something that was not "Che Tang dialect", but an indigenous language that he could not understand.

Compared with the popular "Che Tang dialect" in the world, using the language of the country is obviously easy to expose your true identity, but at this time the other party no longer cares.

Yes, let alone boarding the submarine, even if you don’t board, you can roughly guess the identity of the other party when you see this "Sea Wolf-class-1986", just because there are not many countries around the world that use the "Sea Wolf-class-1986" submarine.

There were always sailors on duty in the command cockpit. When he heard the commander's order, he immediately took out his pistol and pointed it at "Chen Ju".

"Chen Ju" didn't even look at these two sailors on duty.

It is unnecessary to use weapons within a submarine, and the reason for the weapons is that underwater rebellion occurred for some reason in previous wars.

Given this situation, weapons were only equipped, otherwise "Chen Ju" would not be able to come up with a hot weapon even if he stood here.

But even so, for the safety of the submarine, the sailor's pistol is not a powerful weapon. Not to mention shooting through the steel plate, even if it hits a person, unless it is a vital part, it will not kill anyone if it is a few shots.

It can only cause people to lose their ability to move.

Then the next second.

Everyone didn't see clearly. When they saw a flash of sight, the two sailors screamed in surprise, covering their broken wrists, while the gun that was originally held in their hands fell into the hands of "Chen Ju".

"Chen Ju" stood there as if he was not moving, but he had a pistol in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand, of course, two sailors.

Before the commander could react in surprise, just like Mr. Wan, he watched "Chen Ju" use his left and right hands with force. The two metal pistols seemed to be pressed by a hydraulic press and bent the barrel "bang".

“???”

The commander, the two sailors, and other officers attracted by the change, all of the sailors had a question mark. Could this gun... be fake? It's made of chocolate?

Although Mr. Wan was shocked, it was fine. He had been shocked before. The monster in front of him had just faced the shooting of his subordinates, and he did not avoid any of it. He didn't know what to use, so he killed four of his own people with coins.

He thought it was a new weapon before, but now it seems that he was afraid that it wasn't the coins that the monster flew out with his hands?

"you……"

The commander said "you" in a stutter, and wanted to say something, but then it came to an abrupt end.

"Bang!"

Another officer suddenly drew his pistol and fired at "Chen Ju".

At such a close distance, a shot hit "Chen Ju" in the head instantly.
Chapter completed!