Civilization Guardian Front

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14:57

Gulf of Aden...

Located between the protruding sharp point on the east coast of Africa and the Arabian Peninsula, it serves as an important channel connecting the Indian Ocean to the Red Sea and the Suez Canal to the Mediterranean.

A huge oil tanker with a length of 330 meters and a width of 58 meters slowly sailed through the Mandeb Strait at a speed of 15 knots and entered the waters known internationally for its rampant pirates.

Out of fear of pirates, the captain of the tanker steered the ship closer to the Arabian Peninsula.

However, even if the tanker, which has been targeted from the beginning, tries to avoid danger as much as possible, it is still useless.

咑 咑 咑 咑...

The dense small diesel engines began to operate, and countless simple fishing boats broke through the deep blue water, bringing up waves of white waves, and accelerated towards the oil tanker.

Chapter 350: "Count" Attacks

drop...

Soon, countless small green dots suddenly appeared on the radar of the Sirius operating room.

"This amount...is a pirate!"

"How come there are so many?"

There is no need to confirm again and again, even if they break into other countries' fleet exercises, it is impossible for so many small ships to approach them.

The sailing route passed through the Gulf of Aden, and all the crew basically considered the situation of encountering pirates.

As far as they know, no matter how large the scale of pirates who hijack ships is, there are no more than a dozen people and about five ships.

However, the scene in front of them completely overturned their existing cognition.

The staff in the operating room were frightened and stood still...

Only the captain maintained his last bit of composure. After running over to check the radar, he immediately pressed the horn button.

Yiwu~~Yiwu~~

"Turn on the fire hose!"

The bridge operator immediately came back to his senses and filled the fire pipes around the hull with water.

Seeing that the personnel in the operating room regained their composure, the captain let out a sigh of relief, walked outside the bridge, picked up the binoculars and looked into the distance.

Far beyond the observation distance of the naked eye, a large number of small and light black ship shadows, driven by the full power of the engine, are advancing at a speed far exceeding that of the bulky tanker.

Every second that passed, the ships in the field of vision became clearer.

Three to four pirates were carried on each fishing boat. They wore simple clothing, had long and thin limbs, and were completely malnourished.But those piercing eyes, like a pack of hungry wolves on the sea, sent chills down one's spine.

All armed with firearms and hook ladders on board...

It is a professional pirate group.

He knew very well that such a large number of pirates could not be driven away by the sound of flutes and fire water jets.

Thinking of this, he picked up the radio, and the captain shouted to his crew:

"Everyone go into the engine room and lock the doors!"

The appearance of a huge oil tanker comparable to an aircraft carrier actually requires only [-] to [-] people to operate it because of its single function.

Even if all the crew members are equipped with guns, they are still very powerless in the face of hundreds of pirates, let alone the situation without even a gun.

Apart from hiding in the solid engine room door, there is no way to deal with it.

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The sky above the sea where the Sirius is located...

A large flying vehicle with a length of 20 meters and a wingspan of 50 meters slowly descended above the tanker.

Covering it with optical camouflage, the color of the fuselage is fine-tuned through computer calculations, making it blend with the surrounding environment, forming a true sense of invisibility.

Galio, the US military's next-generation bombing, troop transport, and infiltration prototype aircraft...

The door of the rear transport hatch opened, and the transport compartment lacking the effect of optical camouflage suddenly appeared, and the blue sky seemed to be torn apart.

"Hmph, dare to surround me before reaching the high seas..."

Wearing a high-tech tactical protective suit, the black-haired boy with thick camouflage on his face stepped on the edge of the pedal and looked down.

"It's really incredible, the Somali pirates are so rampant now."

"Pirates also have their own gangs, and they usually don't gather in the same sea area. It's better to say that such a large-scale gathering to commit crimes is unprecedented..."

Dressed in a neat suit, the somewhat hunchbacked Caucasian old man stood respectfully half a step behind the boy.

Looking at the hundreds of pirates below, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said solemnly:

"When I got the news from the dark web, I felt that this matter was not simple, maybe it was instigated by others, are you sure you want to intervene, Lord III?"

It's not that he's afraid of these poorly armed fishermen. With the strength of the GIII group, sending two or three people at will can defeat or even completely destroy the opponent.

After all, they traced this place by following the information leaked from the dark web.

Even though there are only a few photos of notorious pirates leading the way into the fishing village on the north coast of Somalia, combined with the speculation made based on the identity information of these people, people are convinced that the pirates will definitely take action in the near future.

The technique is very subtle, and it looks more like a casual discovery by some hackers than a deliberate spread of news.

Therefore, when GIII announced that this pirate team was their next target, Angus, who was the steward, had no intention of objecting at all.

until...

The moment he witnessed the current situation with his own eyes, the old man suddenly realized that this pirate attack was probably a trap.

He believed that as an artificial genius, GIII with an IQ of 290 would not fail to see this.

However, no matter how high the intelligence is, it cannot change a person's character.

People who can understand quantum mechanics may not be able to engage in political work...

GIII, who is extremely confident in his own strength, doesn't care about all kinds of tricks against him at all, and prefers to defeat all challenges with dignity.

Saying these words now is just a futile attempt by Angus.

Sure enough, GIII curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently to the old housekeeper's advice.

"Whether it's a conspiracy or a coincidence, in the end it's not about fists..." The boy bent his front knee slightly as he said.

The next moment, he jumped out of the vehicle with all his strength.

blow!

"Do you think my uncle will lose?"

Seeing his master just jumping off the plane and falling towards the Sirius, Angus couldn't help sighing.

"Ugh..."

The old man turned his head and looked at the people behind him.

Except for a girl with short chestnut brown hair, the rest are soldiers from the elite American army.

"Quick battle, leave immediately after finishing these pirates."

""yes! ""

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The northern waters of Socotra Island...

The birds in the sky and the fish in the sea seemed to sense some kind of danger, and they put down their current priorities and walked away.

The shadow under the blue sea rapidly enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

rumble rumble...

The huge submarine, over 300 meters long, breaks through the water with its head held high.

clap clap...

The water flowed like a waterfall, cascading down from the sides of the ship, and the pitch-black steel giant reflected crystal light in the afternoon sun.

When the sea water dissipated, the shark fin-like bridge hatch on the ship opened from the inside, and Yiyou members in different clothes came out from it.

At the same time, the large metal door near the ballistic missile launch compartment at the bow slowly opened to both sides.

A circular platform with a diameter of 25 meters rises from the interior of the cabin.

Carrying it is a SU-35S fighter jet painted in gray and black.

In the cockpit, Chios, who was wearing anti-G tights modified by Yiyou technicians and a flight helmet with a built-in head-up display, turned his head slightly and gave a thumbs up to the people on the rear bridge.

"Good condition, ready to take off."

"Got it, Earl, now we will set up the runway for you."

After the communication operator finished speaking, Petra, a descendant of Cleopatra who was covered in gold, planned to take a step forward and use her superpowers.

brush!

A hand holding an ancient pipe suddenly stopped in front of the blue-haired woman...

"Let me do it for such a small matter."

The leader of Yiyou, "Professor" Sherlock Holmes, walked to the edge of the railing in front of everyone and waved his hand lightly.

But in the blink of an eye...

In the air, countless dust particles swarmed in and gathered at the front of the submarine, forming a golden road hundreds of meters long.

Chapter 350 ? The Dark Meteor Tearing the Sky

"The runway has been built, the route is clear, and it is ready to take off at any time."

"Got it, Flanker-Meteor, strike."

After a brief reply, Chios slowly pushed forward with his left hand controlling the throttle.

The stationary Su-35s began to accelerate. As the output reached its peak, the afterburner emitted gray smoke first, and the interior quickly turned into the color of a red-hot soldering iron. Countless sparks spewed out, releasing high temperatures enough to distort the refraction of atmospheric light.

Two AL-41F1 engines have been greatly modified by Yiyou technicians, sacrificing their service life in exchange for crazy thrust.

boom boom boom...

The roar of the huge engine that can deafen people makes the surrounding water tremble.

Snapped!

Sherlock, who set up the airstrip out of thin air and still didn't see any wear and tear, snapped his fingers casually, creating an invisible barrier covering the upper half of the entire bridge, blocking the sound wave impact for everyone.

next moment...

The slender fighter plane painted in gray and black, like an arrow poised to the limit and shot out, galloped along the slightly curved golden runway, came to the end in the blink of an eye, and lifted off the ground.

The fighter plane raised its head and climbed, passing through a graceful arc, and when it broke through the sound barrier, an explosion-like shock wave exploded in all directions.

blow!

Flanker-Meteor is like a black meteor tearing the sky, dragging two long contrails, heading straight to the northwest of the Gulf of Aden.

Mach 1.1...Mach 1.35...Mach 1.9...

The speed on the heads-up display continued to climb.

Far exceeding the violent acceleration of any fighter in active service, the G-force generated is as strong as a car pressing on the body.

Professional pilots from various countries can only bear this kind of force for a few seconds at most, and they need to reduce the load to allow the body to recover and adjust.Otherwise, the blood will start to flow from the head to the legs under pressure, causing the brain to lack oxygen and even shock.

However, this situation that normal human beings will encounter, when it acts on Chios, the effect is greatly reduced.

"Well, it's not enough..."

Feeling the pressure imposed on himself, the youth did not restrain himself, but pushed the throttle further.

Having done several actual flight tests before, he clearly understands his tolerance limit.

Not only him, but also the monster body itself.

If the reinforced airframe structure is completely desperate to improve maneuverability and thrust, it will definitely be able to crush the pilot into a ball of meat before the vehicle falls apart.