Battlefield Contractor

/ In the captain's room of the Zumwalt class destroyer, two people are sitting opposite each other. Both of them were wearing navy blue digital camouflage uniforms, and rolled the sleeves of the uniforms to the elbows. This is almost a customary practice of the navy, whether it is a sergeant or a captain.

They are Captain Sudland, and First Officer Avery. They were playing chess, and Avery looked at the captain from the corner of his eye, and was interested in talking about something, but didn't know how to break the embarrassing silence. He couldn't ask, "Why am I here?" , What are the benefits of following the secret society?"

There are other reasons for Avery being so concealed. It seems that he has to play some tricks to get the truth out of Captain Sudran's mouth.

He thought for a while and said, "Sir, please forgive me for taking the liberty, but I am very curious that our future will become like this?"

"Avery..." Captain Sudland replied, raising his voice so that his voice was over him, "Are you familiar with me?"

Avery nodded thinking in his mind, "Of course, sir, it couldn't be clearer. I don't think I will question any of your decisions."

"Well, that's all right." Captain Sudland put a cigar from his pocket with two fingers. "I used to be your leader. But since we left, it has not been. I am no longer British Navy, I am a terrorist among those populations. Now you are the same."

Avery looked at the old superior and frowned, "But why is this?"

"Have you heard of the Royal Navy Special Boat Group?" Captain Sudran said calmly.

"Of course, they were the heroes of the navy in the Falklands War. In the Gulf War, they were one of the first units to attack the Iraqi army. One of the best special forces in the British Navy." Avery frowned.

Captain Sudran let out a puff of smoke, "I've been in that unit."

"Does this have anything to do with us this time...?" He tried to make his tone sound natural, but if Captain Sudran was right, he used to belong to an elite special force of the Navy. ——He appeared on this ship just like he was transferred here, it was all so confusing. <>

"Let's get straight to the subject, first mate. We are all members of the secret society. In fact, I joined the secret society earlier than you, and what we have done has prevented us from turning back." Captain Sudran flicked the cigarette butt. "That's why we are here. The people on this ship are more or less connected to the secret society. Maybe they were forced, maybe they were threatened, and again. It may be willing, but it makes no difference. We are all rebels now, and only the secret society can save us from death."

Avery whispered. "When did you join?"

"Seven or eight years earlier than you." Captain Sudran sighed.

"But they completely hurt us this time. They hijacked the U.S. warship, where can we go? What about their people? The secret society people only showed up once and left. Where will they pick us up?" Freeh said nervously, "I am worried that the people below are emotionally unstable."

"It would be weird if I **** knew it." Captain Sudland took out a silver lighter from his pocket to light the cigar. "Those people on it are very tight to me."

He comfortably spit out a puff of smoke, then put the lighter back in his pocket: "Especially our current state, I bet that both the United Kingdom and the United States are desperately searching for us. Don't be found by them, and deliver the ship to the secret society alive. In the second half of our lives, we will be able to change our identities and find a place to spend our days at ease. Relax the first mate, they will not do things that are uncertain."

"But..." Avery hesitated, "Can we succeed?"

"Don't doubt our ability." The hatch was pushed open, and a man with a red hood came in and sat opposite them, presumptuously putting his boots on the table.

As soon as Avery saw this man, he dared not say a word, because it was this man who ordered the shooting of nearly a third of the crew when they seized the Zumwalt class destroyer. The only thing that doesn't cooperate is death. His is called the Red Baron. <>

"You two can play chess with confidence. We have now avoided the satellite surveillance of the U.S. military. We will be able to reach the base in one day. By then, all your tasks will be completed. We have prepared one for each of you. A pension, I promise, it's much more generous than Her Majesty's gift." The Red Baron smiled. But the cold light in his eyes made Avery shudder.

"It's best." Captain Sudran moved his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't worry, you two, everything is under control." The Red Baron said lightly, "The Grand Duke asked me to thank the two for their help. Oh, by the way, Mate Avery, don't have any more questions, okay? ? Do you know how we will deal with vacillating people."

Avery was silent. The Red Baron walked over to look at the chess they were playing and shrugged, "By the way, this is the worst Sicilian defense I have ever seen. After three moves, the king's rook transposed and it became a general. First officer, you are still a bit worse than the captain. Hesitation is your biggest weakness in character."

The Red Baron suddenly raised his hand, hooped Avery's neck, and then quickly pushed his head. With a clear click, Avery's whole person softened.

The Red Baron looked at Captain Sudland and put Avery's body on the sofa. Indifferently, he said, "Really good, Captain. It seems that you won this round without a fight."

Captain Sudran looked at the Red Baron and shook his head, "Indeed, you don't have to kill him."

"I don't want to be like this, but he is too weak. Weakness is not a shortcoming. The bigger shortcoming is that he will doubt himself. This makes him an unstable factor on this ship. For safety reasons, I cannot allow This kind of thing happened. There is a boat of British soldiers here. I can't let his suspicion affect other people, so as to plant the seeds of mutiny." Red Baron said calmly.

"No, he doesn't have enough influence. And you know that everyone on this ship can't look back. You don't have to be so extreme." Captain Sudran frowned.

"It's just dealing with hidden dangers." Red Baron said lightly, "I don't want this person to influence other people. <>Especially when we are close to success. The Grand Duke especially does not allow this to happen."

"Didn't the Grand Duke have been attacked?" Captain Sudran frowned.

"Do you really think that the Grand Duke will be killed by a few mercenaries?" The Red Baron mocked, "Captain, take care of you. Don't worry about other things. By the way, if you feel bored, you can also find it. I play chess." He turned and walked out of the captain's room. \"\";\"