Naturally, Max did not let Brother Jue and the others wait for an hour. Under his command, the six pirates arrived at the creek where the incident occurred within twenty minutes.
The actions of these six people were very organized. After they found the body, they first carefully searched the nearby woods, then sent two people to check, while the remaining four people continued to hide in the dark and watch. This way
After more than five minutes, without any abnormality, the remaining four people appeared together and came to the light.
And all of this...all fell into the eyes of Brother Jue and Bin Laden.
"Look...that's why I chose to hide at this high point far away." Feng Bujue stared at the figures of the pirates in the distance and said, "If we were to ambush there, we might have been killed by them by now.
Found out..."
"Hmm... And if we shoot as soon as we see someone appearing, our position will be exposed... Even if the sneak attack is successful, we will be outflanked and ambushed by the remaining four people." Bin Laden frowned and continued.
"Haha... It's quite interesting, isn't it?" Feng Bujue looked very interested at this time, "This group of pirates themselves are not outstanding, but... among them, there is a very clever person.
This guy... is playing the role of a staff officer." He glanced slightly sideways and gestured towards Bin Laden with his eyes, "You can tell from the frequency with which the pirates used their walkie-talkies... that staff officer was commanding these six people in real time.
Action, and meticulous to every step..."
Unknowingly, Feng Bujue's true nature was revealed again. Being able to play games with smart people always made him feel endless fun.
"This is not a good thing. What's the matter with that excited expression on your face..." Seeing Brother Jue's expression, even Bin Laden couldn't help but vomit.
As they were talking, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind them: "Hey! Stephen, Osama."
Jue Ge and Bin Laden were both shocked when they heard the sound, because the place where they were hiding was very hidden, and they never thought that someone could come up behind them quietly.
Click click click——
The next second, the muzzles of the two AKs were turned around like lightning.
"Don't panic, it's me." Clams remained calm and calm when facing the gun, "Put your guns down and be careful of misfires."
"Huh...it turns out to be you, Bell." Bin Laden breathed a sigh of relief and moved the muzzle of the gun away. He then added, "No wonder you can get close secretly without being discovered by me..."
"Well... I mean... how did you find us?" Feng Bujue immediately asked a question that he had not been able to figure out, "Given the current situation on the island, it should be impossible for you to find us.
ah."
He was right. The addition of pirates made the situation more complicated. They would leave many footprints and other traces wherever they passed. In addition, the monitoring terminal on the ship had been damaged... Even Clams, I'm afraid,
It is difficult to track a specific target in such a chaotic situation.
"Haha... your analysis is correct." Clams smiled, "Indeed, under the current situation, it is difficult to accurately track... Therefore, I did not find you by following traces, but
Through this..." He said, then picked up an instrument in his hand and waved it in front of Brother Jue's eyes.
Although this thing is an electronic device that only existed in the 25th century, its basic functions are still clear at a glance, so Feng Bujue quickly identified it: "Is the GPS tracking position..." He just said this sentence
, a series of inferences flashed through his mind, and his eyes instinctively glanced at the scabbard on his waist, "Oh, does the knife you gave me have such a use?" It took only a second.
Brother then figured out where the tracker was hidden.
"That's right." Now that things have happened, Clams has nothing to hide. "This is what James means. I hope you can understand...because your previous behavior was a bit..."
"Make him feel... a little out of control, right?" Feng Bujue was naturally not angry. He could completely understand the behavior of the other party. In fact, he quite appreciated the other party's approach, "Haha... it's okay.
.I would do the same thing if it were me. And..." He tilted his head and glanced at the device in Clams' hand, "...If it weren't for this thing, we wouldn't have met so smoothly. Objectively speaking,
…It really comes in handy.”
"Yeah. As long as you can understand." Clams responded, and then he looked at Bin Laden, "Anyway... you two, come with me first. I have made a major discovery... I will tell you the details on the way.
You guys." After saying that, he lowered his body, turned around and walked forward.
Brother Jue and Bin Laden only exchanged looks for a moment, then followed without saying a word.
Both of them are very capable people and generally do not blindly follow others, but in the current situation, they are very happy to accept the arrangement of Clams as Leader. The reason is simple - you want to win in the wilderness
A group of heavily armed pirates? Please follow Mr. Pei.
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9:20 am, Dolphin cruise ship, captain's cabin.
"Something's wrong..." Max was pacing back and forth in front of the console, his fair face was frowning, and he was mumbling something, "No matter how you think about it, something is wrong..."
The gray beard standing next to him also looked nervous. The more he looked, the more anxious he became: "Son...what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"There are a lot of things that are wrong..." Max replied, "For example... from the beginning of the sweep to now, we haven't even captured a single member of the crew, but four of our people have died..."
He turned around, "Also, that Stephen Carbon actually cleaned up the footprints of himself and his companions when leaving the scene of the gunfight... This cautious way of doing things is obviously completely different from his previous provocative actions..."
"Maybe... there is a very cautious person among his companions?" Gray Beard continued tentatively.
"It's possible...but..." Max asked again, "How do you explain their ridiculously strong combat capabilities?" He walked up to his father, "Tek and Lightning (the two pirates killed by Bin Laden,
PS: Their names are also the names of characters in "Tom and Jerry") were all shot in the head by an AK. Judging from the angle of the bullets and the state of the bodies (the six pirates who went to search for Brother Jue were carrying
(Video communication equipment was installed, so Max could see the scene directly), they were both killed by the same gun coming from the same direction." He paused, "I don't think a writer can make such a sharpshooter.
A level of shooting... He's a writer, so he's pretty good at using a pistol. He probably hasn't even touched something like an assault rifle, let alone any marksmanship..."
"Hahaha... There is nothing incomprehensible about this." The person sitting aside smiled and added, "This shows that... among his companions, there is a person who is very skilled in marksmanship, and a person who is very smart in his actions.
Cautious people. Haha... This is just the beginning, there are still many surprises waiting for you..." He shook his head slightly and looked at Gray Beard proudly, "I have said it before... Who is cleaning up whom?
We’ll see…”
"You guy..." Graybeard didn't even bother to go over and stamp on him, because judging from his still-deaf expression, his feet were probably so painful that he had lost consciousness, "...you are so arrogant..."
He stared at the other person with his one eye, "At this point, I have to express my admiration for you... Even after so many years, you still behave like a true pirate."
"Ha... you are too modest, Sheng Dehua. I remember that when I chopped off your hands and feet, you did not show any weakness... I still remember every yell and curse that came out of your mouth...
"Not yet deaf, he raised his pale face, which was already covered with cold sweat and a sad smile, "'Cut it, I can crush you with my left hand', 'You can take this leg home as a thanksgiving
Dinner, you bastard'..." He didn't lie, he really repeated two sentences of Graybeard's curses back then, "Ah...Sheng Dehua, the real 'villains' like you and me are the best.
I will not give in even if I die. This is the only dignity left for people like us..."
"Ha! Stop joking, James." Graybeard sneered, "You have no right to say such things to me in such a tone..." He leaned over and glared, still deaf, "Remember! You have already given up this
No dignity!" He shouted angrily, "The 'Caribbean Shark' has become history, and now you are just a despicable, cowardly, cowardly runaway!" He waved the hook on the front of his right arm and roared ferociously.
He said, "You have no right to choose the way of death, nor do you have the right to receive any respect... No matter what the outside world thinks, in the world of pirates, you will always be spurned..."
"Uh... Dad, I don't want to disturb your reminiscing about old times, but..." Max interrupted at this time, "I think... right now we have more practical problems that need to be solved..." He came to the side who was still deaf,
"Mr. Not Deaf yet, we are all smart people. If I have something to say, I will say it directly... I hope you can provide me with the list of people on the island immediately."
"Hmph... do you think I will answer you if you ask? Hahaha..." Hui Deaf sneered and replied, "This is not an elementary school class, kid."
"I'm sorry that I haven't gone to full-time school, I can't understand your joke, and I'm not deaf yet." Max's tone suddenly turned cold, "But I'm sure that you will eventually tell me what I want to know, just like
As mentioned in the CIA training courses - 'everybody_talk'..." He leaned forward slightly and stared into the other person's eyes, "Of course, I can basically guess... you yourself are quite ready for torture and torture.
Psychological preparation. But... I don't think the crew and staff can accept the fate of being thrown into the sea to feed the sharks." He continued word by word, "Listen, Mr. Not Deaf. From now on.
, every five minutes, someone will be dragged out from the surveillance cabin and beaten to death until...you give me the list..."