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"Should have entered the Gulf of Aden area." Fu Ming stretched his waist and rubbed his head, and walked out of the lounge. Sun Dayong was waiting outside the door early.

"It is for this matter that I came to you." Sun Dayong smiled, "How is life at sea?"

Fu Ming also laughed a few times, "You sailors, it's really hard work." The battle with the Seventh Fleet of the US Navy lasted only half the night, and Fu Ming didn't delay too long because of this. The two days made him miserable, and he couldn't eat at all. Fortunately, there were more fresh fruits, and he could last for a few days. In the past two days, he lost a lot of weight. "The more delicate you are, the more you can't stand the toss." He sighed, and suddenly remembered Matt Adams. Since Matt passed away, Fu Ming had never had any form of physical fitness and combat training, which made him My muscles have degraded a lot.

"You are the boss, you don't need to do anything yourself."

"Go to the deck to blow some air." Fu Ming pointed to the door, and as soon as he went out, gusts of sea breeze came, carrying the smell of the ocean and the smell of rotting humus. "I don't really like fishy smells."

Sun Dayong stood behind him, looking towards the distance covered by the thick fog. "This smell is the smell of rotting animal corpses in the ocean. It is because of this smell that the ocean is full of vitality and firepower."

Fu Ming nodded, and pressed his hand on the railing. He remembered that a few months ago, Ke Ke and Li Jingxue were also sitting on this Yonghe ship, following him back to the imperial capital from the Japanese port. Unbeknownst to everyone, this company is still under the suppression of iadc, and Fu Ming is just a not-so-famous arms dealer. In the eyes of everyone, he is just a playboy who has taken over the family business.

But Fu Ming used his actions to tell these people that he is not just a child, even though he is still a child now.Resistance to tr, in the battle two days ago, caused the Seventh Fleet of the US Navy to lose its main combat effectiveness.Over the past few months, Fu Ming gained too much, and of course, lost too much.Thinking of this, Fu Ming's expression couldn't help becoming serious. If Keke Heikeindias and Zeng Xiaoting were by his side, they would definitely hold his hand or give him a big hug. Fu Ming was already used to this.

The absence of Ke Ke and Zeng Xiaoting made Fu Ming feel very uncomfortable. He turned his head and said to Sun Dayong. "You go back first, I will stay here by myself for a while. I want to be quiet for a while."

Sun Dayong nodded, "Please pay attention to safety."

"It won't fall into the sea..." Fu Ming smiled, took out his mobile phone, and checked the text message just sent. He didn't know the number of the sender of the text message. intelligence of the Somali sailors of the pirate force. "It should belong to the General Staff." He was about to check it carefully, but another call came.

"Uncle Leng. I saw the text message, so you don't have to call yourself." Fu Ming said to the microphone with a smile. He was very satisfied with the conditions of the Xiaolong fighter jet proposed by the Chinese military. Fighting pirates was simply a piece of cake for him. a plate of.

"You have done so many things, why don't I dare to call you to express my condolences? Have you read the news recently? It has already been spread." Leng Jianbin smiled wryly, what happened to this big nephew It's just too big.

The satellite device on the ship is mainly used for communication. Fu Ming really doesn't read any news. Even if he uses the computer to surf the Internet, he just manages the company's affairs and contacts Ke Ke and Zeng Xiaoting.After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that what Leng Jianbin was talking about should be about the incident of the US Seventh Fleet two days ago.

"That incident...has it made a big fuss?" Fu Ming asked intentionally. The Seventh Fleet is the ace fleet of the U.S. Navy. It has a very strong combat power and is criss-crossing the Western Pacific. It must be a big fuss if it loses its main combat power in vain. .

"The U.S. government's explanation is that an accident happened during the exercise." Leng Jianbin chuckled. Even the three-year-old child at their door couldn't be fooled by this reason.Can two Ticon de Garro-class Aegis guided missile cruisers sink by accident?Accidents can seriously damage the Los Angeles-class nuclear-powered submarine?Most of the entire George Washington was dismantled. "I don't even need to think about it, you did it. There are outside sources saying that we did it, and our navy hasn't been around there recently."

"Is your head full of dung? The Seventh Fleet dares to fight head-on. What if the Qinglong class is not so powerful? Your nickname is not allowed there. It doesn't matter if you die. What about the cargo ship of the Qianli Group ah……"

Fu Ming couldn't help smiling, although Leng Jianbin said so, he still cared about himself in his heart.The soldiers, including his father Fu Zhongtian, were all the same. "You already know the Qinglong class?"

"Han Yu told me when the manufacturing was completed. Remember to give me the blueprint of the airframe when you come back. After all, it is something jointly manufactured by the military and your company. I don't know much about copyright, but we have Something." Leng Jianbin began to brazenly ask for something.

Fu Ming thought to himself, he was the last one to know about daring to love Qinglong class, this boss really failed. "You can give this to you... If there is any news from the cia, the United States will not let it go."

"IADC is making high-profile noises. It should be ordered by CIA. They announced a comprehensive suppression of all companies under UNTR. If you go to Africa this time, if you want to go to Congo, you have to be careful. Everyone knows that it is the site of Fushi Trading and Transportation Company , they are likely to start from there. As for cia, it is not very clear now. I still haven't found out the name you gave me. Their operation this time should be terrible. The entire Seventh Fleet has been severely damaged. The US Navy has already The plan to disband the Seventh Fleet is over..."

Fu Ming's heart tightened, the Seventh Fleet really couldn't stand the fight, it would be disbanded, but thinking about it the other way around, the main force was gone, only the small boats were left, so it couldn't form an organization at all.

He still remembered the email sent to him by the vampire after his death. There were two names in it. One of them was Maury Charante, the president of the French Micro Motion Group. , Mabrech Iskwood, had personally planned and participated in the bombing that murdered his mother, Chen Yun.Ten years ago in Hawaii, Fu Ming would never forget the burning house and the smell of thick smoke.

"understood."

"Be careful yourself. There should be no problem in Somalia. Even the Seventh Fleet can't kill you. I don't think you can be killed by pirates." Leng Jianbin hung up the phone after finishing speaking. It's five in the morning in the imperial capital. In order to take care of Fu Ming and his jet lag, he could only choose to call him at this time.

The Yongcheng and Yonghe are already approaching the port of Somalia, and they will be able to dock in a few hours of sailing. The government departments over there have been contacted by the Chinese government. Negotiations can be held when they dock at the port, and they can start fighting if they fail to reach an agreement. In short, get the people and the boat out first.

Fu Ming hung up the phone and sighed, feeling a little cold, wrapped his clothes tightly and was about to turn around and go back to the cabin, but the sound of a motor came from the sea not far away.

"What's the situation?" Fu Ming looked into the distance, and the morning fog on the sea began to dissipate gradually. Through the fog, Fu Ming saw a few small black spots from the end of the sea level, which were constantly heading towards the Yongcheng and Yonghe. near.

"Boss!" A crew member hurried over to Fu Ming, "It's been confirmed, it should be a pirate." He handed Fu Ming a telescope, "Please go back to the cabin, we will prepare for battle immediately."

Fu Ming picked up the binoculars and looked at the three speedboats in the distance. There were a total of 23 people who came, holding shiny AK47 rifles, and some people had RPGs in their hands. All three speedboats had heavy machine guns. The blacks were dressed professionally, but the camouflage color was jungle green, not ocean blue.

"It's still far away from the port, so you dare to rob?" Fu Ming said to himself, this is probably a Somali pirate, and they are looking for you, and it happened to be delivered to your door, saving him the trouble of looking for it.

"You go back first, I'm fine." Fu Ming smiled and waved his hands. "Give me the radio."

"But..." The crew hesitated for a moment, but seeing the confident smile on Fu Ming's face, they nodded again. "knew."

Fu Ming adjusted the channel of the radio, directly to the cockpit, and Sun Dayong was already in position, ready to fight at any time.

"Sun Dayong. I heard the answer."

Sun Dayong grabbed the microphone and spoke in a low and fast voice. "Yes, boss."

"Don't attack, let them come closer, we'll catch the alive." Fu Ming stood on the deck, watching the busy crew members running on the ship, "Wait for my order, don't take off the camouflage just yet."

"All crew members are in place and report the status of the ship."

"Yongcheng, Yonghe, the power system is intact and operating normally."

"The fire control system is ready to launch at any time, waiting for orders."

"Missile boys can't wait!"

Fu Ming listened to the voice on the radio, pinned the microphone on his collar, walked to the railing of the bow of the deck again, and held the railing.

The three speedboats arrived next to the Yongcheng and Yonghe in a short while. A person who looked like the leader took out a loudspeaker and shouted to the people on board in broken English, while the companion beside him set up a machine gun Grab your rifle and rpg and get ready to shoot.

"You have been hijacked, give up all resistance, and accept us to board the ship. We are just seeking money, give up resistance, and you can get personal safety." He saw Fu Ming standing on the deck, and he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the two ships Well, when hijacking a ship in the past, the other side would at least fight back with a water gun, but the two ships didn't seem to be afraid at all when they saw their own people.

Fu Ming smiled faintly, but did not reply. "Take off the disguise." He whispered into the microphone.

As soon as an order was issued, there was a loud noise from both the Yongcheng and Yonghe ships, the containers were folded up, and the canvas that originally covered the machine guns and machine guns was torn off by the crew. , The two merchant ships suddenly became two warships.

The crew members of the Yongcheng and Yonghe aimed their machine guns and machine guns at the three speedboats, and even the large-caliber artillery was aimed at them. As long as Fu Ming ordered the attack, they would not leave even scum .

The leading man of the black pirate was still holding a loudspeaker, and the change of more than ten seconds stunned him and his companions. They looked at the two ships in amazement, what was the origin of them?

The leading man quickly threw the loudspeaker into the water, put down the gun behind his back, and raised his hands above his head.And his more than twenty companions also followed suit, and some even crouched on the ground with their heads in their arms.He was originally here to kidnap and hijack, but unexpectedly he was hijacked.

"Three broken speedboats dare to hijack a warship? You're fucking kidding me." Fu Ming turned around and snorted coldly, wiping his plain glasses.