Chapter 650 The Third Brother Pretending to Be Deaf and Dumb! (Second Update!)

"Our bodyguard company has been established, but these passing companies do not hire our bodyguards and speak ill of us."

"Then we must tell them now that we pirates are different from the Somali pirates. We are organized and disciplined pirates."

"We will kill anyone we say!"

"Elite, we will kill them too!"

"Let's go!" The sound of the waves and the wind shattered Salar's shouts and shattered them on the Indian Ocean.

However, the people around him heard it clearly.

The person controlling the power pressed the switch, and the six engines started at full power. The big fly under his buttocks hit the ship in front like an arrow from a string.

The person standing in front of the big fly, holding a rocket launcher in his hand, was aiming forward in the turbulence of the waves.

On the big ship, as the ships on the sea gradually approached, the radar also showed them.

Listening to the warning from the command desk, the retired Israeli veterans patrolling on the ship couldn't help but laugh happily.

There was no way, they were veterans.

They had fought with the Lebanese Milk Tea Party, the Palestinian Liberation Front, the Resistance Front, and the Resistance Movement.

They were all elite veterans, and it was easy to capture a few pirates.

But before they finished laughing, a fire suddenly burst out in the darkness in the distance, and then a faint fire sprayed towards them.

Years of war experience allowed them to tell what it was at the first time.

RPG-7!

As soon as this thought came to mind, several light spots flashed in the darkness next to them, and the same fire sprayed towards them.

The moment they saw this thing, most of them were horrified, and at the same time, the fear of death made them subconsciously want to avoid it.

But the rocket flew very fast, and it only took two or three seconds for it to hit the container on the deck.

Boom boom boom!

Four explosions sounded in succession, the sound was deafening, and the fire produced by the explosion was particularly obvious in the dark night.

But fortunately, these Israeli retired veterans all avoided the explosion, and no one was hurt.

After a brief moment of fear, a group of people quickly came to the edge of the deck, loaded their guns, and pointed their guns at the sea in the distance.

Under the not-so-bright moonlight, you can vaguely see the fast-moving boats around.

These damn pirates.

Pulling the trigger with your finger, the bullets poured into these pirates as if they were free.

But the high-speed moving boats made their firepower a little ridiculous.

Their bullets always hit the back of the boats, or in other words, they never hit the boats at all.

The whole ship was hidden in the darkness, and the dark firelight was like a guiding light.

After they fired frantically, four rockets flew out and each looked for a suitable target.

Four more explosions sounded, and this time, Salar and others saw someone flying into the sky and then falling into the water in the night.

The sound of people falling into the water was very weak, and there was no ripple at all.

But when they thought of this person falling from a height of dozens of meters and falling straight into the water, they felt some pain, phantom pain.

It was as if the person who hit the water was himself.

After the phantom pain, a group of people didn't think much and reloaded the rocket launcher again, aiming the rocket launcher at the deck of the ship in front again.

There were still gunshots on the deck.

The rocket launcher fired again, aiming at the place where the fire was flashing.

After four more explosions, there was no movement on the deck.

After the shooting, the four small boats changed to another direction at the fastest speed, still aiming the rocket launcher, but this time, there were only three.

For the last small boat, they had a new task - to board first!

The small boat first rushed to the big ship in a vertical direction, and adjusted its direction when it was about to approach the oil, keeping it parallel to the big ship.

Keep the speed consistent.

Then, the grappling hook flew out of the ship, flew over the deck of the cargo ship, and hung on the containers.

The person who shot the grappling hook pulled frantically, and confirmed again and again that the grappling hook had been fixed, and then heaved a sigh of relief, nodded to his companion beside him, hung the gun on his shoulder, and began to climb up by grabbing the rope ladder.

He was very fast, and in just 20 seconds, he climbed onto the deck.

As soon as he got on the deck, he hung another rope ladder on his back on the railing and threw it down.

In this way, there were two rope ladders.

With two rope ladders, the climbing speed doubled.

In less than 5 minutes, except for the driver, all the people on the boat climbed onto the deck.

The driver controlled the boat to leave, and two of the remaining three boats also drove over quickly, climbed onto the boat quickly, and then the driver controlled the boat to leave again.

The last remaining boat was carrying a rocket launcher and cruising around, ready to support the battle.

Salar also climbed onto the boat.

The team he led shuttled between the gaps of the containers, very carefully and cautiously.

But even if he was careful, he still ran into those Israeli veterans, but the military skills that those Israeli veterans were proud of were not worth mentioning in front of Salar.

They all fired black guns in the dark, and Salar threw grenades directly.

In short, don't waste time, don't take prisoners, just want the boat.

It took a long time to board the ship, but it only took a group of people about 10 minutes to clear the enemy on the ship.

At the same time, the bridge of the ship.

Watching the explosion on the deck and the screams of the veterans in the headset, Captain Abraham Mahad couldn't help but slap himself in the face.

It's over, everything is over.

The myth that he has never been hijacked by pirates for many years will be broken today.

At the same time, he was also curious about these pirates, wondering why these dogs dared to act in the dark night.

Moreover, the firepower of these beasts was too abundant, even beyond the general armed forces.

Just at this moment, these people have fired 17 rockets.

That's not a joke, that's 17 rockets, the general armed forces, even only a few rockets, and the rest are those fire sticks.

Facts have proved that people will become stupid when they are desperate.

Abraham Mahad stood there blankly, like a puppet.

Because he couldn't think of any way to resolve the current crisis.

At this moment, the crew member next to him suddenly reminded: "Captain, there are warships nearby!"

"I remember that there seem to be Indian warships nearby. We can call them. As long as we hold on for another half an hour, those warships will arrive."

"With warships here, these people can't do whatever they want."

The crew's words reminded Mahad, and he quickly grabbed the communicator and started calling the Indians.

"This is the Israeli merchant ship Eternal Church. Repeat, this is the Israeli merchant ship Eternal Church."

"We encountered pirates at sea. Their firepower is very strong. We need help."

"Delhi from India, I know you are nearby, help us, help us, Israel will not treat you unfairly."

"Please!"

Mahad's call for help was converted into a signal by the equipment and fired in the direction of the Indians.

At the same time, about 30 nautical miles east of the hijacked Israeli merchant ship, the Mumbai from India was quietly parked in the dark.

In the dark night, the entire warship was lying in the darkness like an ancient giant beast, as if as long as there was prey passing by, they would immediately pop out their claws and rip the prey to pieces.

The moment the distress signal was received, the entire ship immediately lit up.

But it did not adjust the direction, but still did not want to stop there.

On the Bombay, Captain Amir Pasha listened to the cry for help from the headset, with no expression on his face.

When the cry for help was hung up, he still had no expression.

When others asked him what he thought, he waved his hand casually, as if this incident had never happened.

The crew member on the side couldn't stand it, so he quickly leaned out and asked in a low voice: "Captain, are we really not going to help?"

"No!" Amir Pasha rejected his subordinates' proposal categorically, and then explained loudly to the people around him:

"Our mission is to escort, escort means we take the ship safely, but three hours ago, the ship passed slowly in front of us. When we asked them if they needed help, they asked us to get out with disdain."

"Now we're gone, and they're asking for help again."

"Is it interesting?"

"No, and these guys are pagans!"

"For pagans, there is only one thing in our dictionary, that is to kill them all. Now someone is helping us to kill them all, that is the will of Brahma."

"If the gods want him to die, it's none of our business, so, except for the necessary manpower, everyone should turn off the lights and go to bed!"

After speaking, Amir Pasha was the first to set an example, leaving the bridge first and walking to the room behind the bridge.

There is a lounge exclusively for the captain.

After entering the room and locking the door, Amir Pasha walked to the bed happily, took off the headphones and put them on himself.

The next second, he took off the headphones again, put on the eye mask first, and then put on the headphones.

Lying on the wide bed, he used the fixed person on the bed to fix himself, making sure that he would not fall down or hit anyone, and then he closed his eyes happily and went to sleep.

On the bridge, the remaining crew members looked at the direction where Amir Pasha left, and did not choose to say more, but chose to do less, not to mention that the other party was a pagan.

So, the person responsible for receiving the signal hung up the communication, and even sent a message to several other ships from India, asking them not to pay attention to this call for help.

After the message was sent, a group of people became idle again.

After a while, I don’t know who played a song, and a group of people followed the dance on the bridge.

Although the ship was up and down with the waves and the movement of the sea water, it did not affect their dancing. Their dance was stable and happy.

At the same time, the captain of the Eternal Church was desperate because he had not received any feedback from the Indian warship.

He was like a puddle of mud, slowly changing from a standing state to a limp state, and lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

He was also cursing indistinctly, but the sound was intermittent and very light and chaotic, and it was impossible to tell who he was cursing.

The captain lay down, and the others instantly became at a loss.

He wanted to curse and find someone, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the door of the control room was kicked open from the outside.

In the desperate eyes of the crew, two small black things flew in from the window and fell directly to the ground.

The next second, the two small things suddenly burst out with fierce light.

The lights on the bridge were very dim. According to the captain, it was to save costs and to prevent pirates from judging the location of the cargo ship by lights at night.

But now, it contributed to the sudden burst of light from the two small things.

In an instant, everyone in the command console felt that their eyes were blind and they were completely useless.

The next second, hurried footsteps came, and then these people who covered their eyes and cried bitterly were instantly pressed to the ground.

Then, it was the old-fashioned way of dealing with it.

Ask for ransom and then dismantle the ship.

Salar vowed to make his request, but the owner of the ship refused.

He didn't want to pay for a few dying people!

Moreover, if this damn pirate dared to kill the hostages, Israel's Mossad would go to heaven and earth to find him and then torture him to death.

It was not until the beeping sounded that Salar realized what he had just said.

After repeating, he was stunned.

He couldn't figure out where these people got their confidence from, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't think about it.

He naturally took out his gun and fired two shots at the two crew members, but only crippled them, not killed them.

When the two screamed, he picked up the communicator again and called the ship owner, asking him to pay.

However, after he called the transmission phone again, the call was hung up directly.

This time, Salar didn't continue to indulge them, but took out his gun and crippled the rest of the people.

Then he asked someone to control the rudder and force a big circle on the sea.

Ordinary warships can make such a big loop, but the problem is that the one doing this now is a cargo ship.

The cargo ship is full of containers, and inside are various fixed vehicles.

In this big loop, containers fell into the water one after another, and the vehicles in the cabin also broke free and crashed into the bulkhead of the cargo ship.

After doing all this, Salar looked at the captain frantically, extended his right hand to him, and said kindly:

"Give me the money you have on you. I don't need much money, but you crew members can still get some together."

So, under the threat of death, a group of people began to raise money.

In the end, Salar scraped out about 200,000 US dollars in cash and some other precious metal jewelry. Holding these things, he packed up and left with satisfaction.

Before leaving, he also smashed the communication equipment and power system on the ship.

After doing all this, he calmly led the team away, leaving only a small white flower.

The pirates left, and a group of crew members leaned against the wall after surviving the robbery, and then boasted loudly.

Bragging about their bravery and their strength.

Only the bodies on the deck were ignored.