Although three full years have passed since that massive revolution, and even the former head of state Castillo was liquidated after the war, the troops loyal to the former president are still waging a final struggle.
When the U.S. Navy blocked the entire sea area and did not allow any ships to enter, these former government troops who were about to be strangled finally got a chance to breathe.
Because the blockade is only aimed at the current government, the United States, fearing that the wave will spread, is determined to strangle everything, and these former government troops have also become their allies!
John Shepard sat on the deck of the freighter and watched several small boats dock next to the Black Fish. Then the Yala soldiers in tattered clothes carried boxes of ammunition and ammunition on their shoulders.
Supplies are transferred from the freighter to the boat.
"These guys are really amazing. They can persist here for three years!"
An old man in his fifties with some gray hair held a rather small wine bottle, poured wine into his mouth, and walked up to Shepard.
"This is just the beginning. If they can persist in the first three years, they may not be able to support it in the next three years!"
"How is it possible? We have sent so many things, they will definitely be able to hold on to them. I have been fighting for so many years, so I will definitely not be wrong!"
"you sure?"
Shepard turned around, his expression full of teasing.
"Starting from North Korea to Vietnam, how many good results can be achieved by receiving US aid?"
Then, this veteran who had participated in two wars rolled his eyes instantly.
"If you were in the army, a guy like you would be punished by me cleaning the toilet!"
"But your army kicked you out!"
"You kid!"
The old man almost jumped as if he had been stabbed in the lungs. In fact, it was almost the same. He had been in the army for thirty years and had made countless contributions. However, he was kicked out of the army in Vietnam because he kicked the idiot superior's younger brother to death.
"Just accept it, old man!"
Shepard patted the other party's shoulder, and then shouted to the busy crowd below.
"David, how's it going?"
A melancholy man with a ponytail turned back and raised three fingers and said.
"There are still three ships to unload!"
"hurry up!"
Shepard looked at his watch. Although the visibility at dawn was not high, it was still enough artillery to smash the Black Fish to pieces from the shore. Although the former government commander vowed that his people had controlled the coastline, Shepard
Pad didn't dare to believe too much in this guarantee. If these guys were really as capable as they said, they wouldn't have lost the country!
As time passed, the sun had risen from the sea level, and the red sunlight reflected from the sea surface shone on the deck.
Finally, before the sun fully rose, all the weapons and ammunition on the Black Fish were transported, and a bag of Spanish gold coins used to pay the reward was also handed over to Shepard's hands, and just when Shepard thought it was all in vain
When they settled down, the sailor lookout on the deck sounded the alarm.
"Patrol ship!"
Shepard grabbed the binoculars and ran to the other side, where he saw an old gunboat approaching, and on the back of the gunboat, a flag of the Republic of Yala was flying.
The gunboat also noticed the Black Fish. Through the telescope in his hand, Shepard saw that the old 37-gun on the front deck of the gunboat was turning in his direction under the operation of several soldiers.
"Damn it, didn't these idiot Yala people say it's safe here?"
Shepard wanted to catch the commander who had left and beat him up, but the commander was also running away to the shore in a mess.
"Have full speed ahead, Captain, old man, and prepare the bazooka!"
As the nominal person in charge of this so-called humanitarian rescue operation, Shepard was really at a loss at the moment, but he quickly suppressed his shock.
The freighter's alarm bell blared, and the sailors rushed to their operating stations in a hurry. The security personnel were walking in the opposite direction with them.
"When I joined the company, the old guy didn't tell me that we were going to start a war with gunboats!"
Although the bad old man who was having a drink on the deck was still cursing, his work did not stop for a moment. He rushed into the cabin, picked up two M72 anti-tank rocket launchers from the weapons warehouse behind the bridge, and got on board.
deck.
Not only the old man, but also a dozen armed men rushed up with long guns and short cannons. Soon, an M60 general machine gun, a Stoner 63 light machine gun and several other light weapons were set up on the deck.
Shepard himself was carrying a Colt 607 carbine equipped with Colt's triple-handle sight. This thing was generally used by special units like SOG on the Vietnam battlefield because of the gun body.
It has been shortened and is very flexible to use.
With these fully automatic firepower and two 66mm M72 rocket launchers, if you are in a forest or mountainous area, you can have a collision with a company of infantry, but the problem now is that they are at sea!
And the opponent they may face is not an infantry company, but a gunboat equipped with three 37mm small-caliber artillery, an unknown number of heavy machine guns, and armored protection!
The Black Fish was sailing at full speed after lifting anchor, and the Yala gunboat was still approaching slowly. The soldiers on the gunboat were ready to fire. At the same time, the soldiers on the ship were also calling the Black Fish on the radio.
Order it to stop and surrender.
"Have you contacted the boss?"
Shepard looked at the shrinking distance and became anxious. Although the Yala gunboat might be older than his father, the caliber was there. The 37 cannon could fire at a distance of two to three thousand meters. For those without
Any armored Black Fish would simply be crushed.
"We are already calling, but Smith may not be able to help us with anything!"
"Where is that old thing?"
Shepard was referring to the employer of their shipment, a mysterious rich man with extraordinary hands and eyes who could even mobilize a navy patrol ship.
"There's no answer from Mr. Morgan!"
The radio operator answered honestly.
"Farke, these guys!"
Shepard couldn't help but scolded her, why should other people have such smooth sailings after rebirth, and beauties, show off, and get slapped in the face constantly? Why can't he do anything after rebirth?
"Is it possible that you will be arrested and sent to a labor camp?"
Shepard couldn't help but feel a little sorry for himself. He had known that holding a bank party in college would be a good idea, so why did he listen to the old guy's words and come to work as a contractor?
"That's right, old man!"
"What?"
The veteran who was debugging the machine gun looked up and saw Shepard looking embarrassed.