District 9

It's about four o'clock in the morning.

The fishing boat sailed to the middle of the sea area between Xinji Island and Iuma Island. At this time, the co-rudder on duty in the cockpit couldn't bear it anymore. He turned to look at his colleagues next to him and said: "We finally made it to the place. You guys are watching. Come on, I’m going to catch up on some sleep.”

This sea area is already considered the sphere of influence of the European Union Region 1. The surrounding islands and land have small military supply stations of the European Union Region 1, or military supply stations of the European Union forces.

Whether it was before the Era or in the New Era, the EU forces have always liked to engage in this kind of regional military layout that has a hint of bullying, and some unscrupulous forces are willing to give them this kind of space.

The staff on the boat have a much harder time than Ke Hua and Xiao Qinglong, because the fishing boat must run at full power and move towards the target location non-stop, and must pay attention to safety issues along the way, so the leading crew member is also under a lot of mental pressure. big. Now that we have entered the absolute open sea realm, we can finally relax a bit.

After the co-pilot said hello, he took his own thermos cup, put on his coat and walked to his rest cabin. The remaining people in the cab were also yawning from sleepiness and could only watch some stimulating movies. Movies to cheer you up.

…

Four forty-five in the morning.

A P025 armed helicopter arrived in the sea area where the fishing boat was sailing. After continuous search and radar monitoring, it finally locked the target.

On the helicopter, the co-pilot officer shouted to Fu Zhen with a walkie-talkie: "The target has been locked and the location has been sent to the switchboard."

"Copy that!" Fu Zhen responded quickly.

"Are we close?" the armed helicopter asked.

"No need to get close, keep the current distance and continue tracking." Fu Zhen replied.

"receive!"

After the two communicated, Fu Zhen turned to the military intelligence technician and said, "If we get close, is it technically possible to intercept the signal?"

"Unless you get very close to block the other party's communication signal, you can't do it." The technician replied succinctly: "Or... drop electromagnetic pulse interference bombs to the fishing boats."

"That won't work." Fu Zhen waved his hand directly, "We can't just think about how to fight, we also have to think about how to evacuate. The helicopter is too close. Once they get support, we won't be able to escape."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu immediately nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it's best not to let the helicopter go over. The battle you created is too big. Firstly, it's difficult to retreat, and secondly, it's difficult to let the opponent go, otherwise it will look too fake."

"Just plan No. 2, sneak over and attack." Lao Zhan also made a suggestion.

Fu Zhen thought for a long time and immediately issued an order: "All helicopters will increase altitude, and one or two groups will change into amphibious combat uniforms, carry electric surfboards, and prepare to lock down."

"receive!"

"receive!"

The first and second groups replied immediately.

Fu Zhen stood up directly and shouted to Lao Zhan and Xiao Liu: "Change into combat uniforms and get to work."

Everyone in the cabin stood up after hearing the sound and began to change into amphibious combat uniforms, and each person was equipped with an electric surfboard.

The helicopter was also moving closer to the coordinate location, but after only moving forward for less than ten minutes, it stopped flying and regained altitude.

"Wow!"

The cabin door was pushed open by Lao Zhan. Fu Zhen led a group of members, held equipment, hung the locking rope on the fixed pole on the roof of the cabin, randomly raised his right fist and shouted: "Come on, just two sentences slogan."

Everyone raised their arms when they heard the sound, and shouted in unison: "People from Sichuan, the soul of Sichuan, when you enter Sichuan, you must become a master! For the sake of title, for money, and to pay the director, you must hold the title of major general! Fight, Comrades!!”

When Fu Zhen heard this, he immediately scolded with a dark face: "How many times have I told you to step on the horse and not allow you to engage in personality worship? Why don't you listen? Can you tell the truth casually? Scream again!" "

"I don't know what to say, but Director Fu is awesome." Xiao Liu shouted loudly.

"For the smooth implementation of the expedition plan! For the military struggle of the three regions outside the country to end with the victory of our People's Army, we are willing to dedicate our lives until the last moment!" Lao Zhan immediately took the lead and shouted.

"Fight to the last moment for victory!" The others stood at attention and shouted in unison, their expressions solemn and no longer joking.

"Set off!"

After Fu Zhen gave the final order, he was the first to slide down the rope from the helicopter.

The sea was rough and the wind was strong.

Twenty-six military intelligence officers led by Fu Zhen, after landing on the sea, directly pressed the electric surfboard with their bodies and turned on their personal positioning.

Fu Zhen turned around and counted the number of people, then turned on the electric switch of the surfboard first, and then shouted: "According to the planned plan, drive towards the target, fast!"

The order was given, and the buzzing sound of motors resounded on the sea. Twenty-six surfboards, carrying military intelligence officers and special forces members lying on them, rushed directly to the fishing boat.

…

About fifteen minutes later, the team led by Fu Zhen cut in from the side and approached the fishing boat very quickly. The fishing boat itself does not have high-end military equipment such as thermal imaging detectors and precision radars, so it is not the first to notice the infiltration team approaching it in the dark.

After twenty-six people approached, they stopped at the stern and middle of the fishing boat.

"Bang bang bang!"

Lao Zhan took the rope-throwing gun and took the lead in setting fire to the deck. The hook was nailed to the iron wall of the fishing port.

"Quick, come on!" Fu Zhen waved his hand.

The special operations team member at the rear directly hung his electric surfboard on the rope, and then used the booster to climb up quickly.

In thirty seconds, almost all the twenty-six well-trained members of Fu Zhen's team boarded the deck.

"According to groups, control each area, pay attention to the map." Fu Zhen's face lost the playful look, holding the gun, he pushed forward with great purpose while giving orders.

Lao Zhan, Xiao Liu and others led people respectively to infiltrate from the side.

"Buzz buzz!"

At this moment, the anti-piracy alarm on the ship suddenly sounded.

In the cockpit, a staff member who had not slept on duty pulled his neck and shouted: "Someone, someone touched me!"

"flap!"

Ke Hua, who was closest to the cockpit, was the first to wake up. He frowned and said to the officer beside him: "Listen to what's going on. Something seems to have happened outside."

In the large cabin, Xiao Zhao opened his eyes and turned to look at Xiao Qinglong, who nodded towards him.

"Get up, everyone, get your guns, there's someone on the boat!"

shouted from the radio loudspeaker.

"Why the hell did someone come?!" Hearing the shout, Ke Hua instantly pulled out the gun from under the pillow.

In the small cabin in the ventilation duct, Zhao Baobao was covered in scars. He looked at the door nervously and sighed: "Damn it...it must be the husband of my dream lover...When I was in Songjiang, I just watched This guy can do it.”

Ten seconds later.

"Kangkongkangkang!"

Lao Zhan and others took the lead at the entrance to the upper deck and exchanged fire with those who reacted.

At the same time, Ke Hua had already shouted on the intercom: "If you dare to come up, you must be well prepared. Call for help immediately, quick!"

In the outer waters of Iuma Island, ten helicopters are escorting a small cargo ship passing through the area controlled by local private armed forces.

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Four districts.

Wu Di stayed in the Tengba Army's defense area, looking at the situation in the fighting area with a telescope, frowning and muttering: "Just listening and shooting won't have any effect? ​​If you want to fight like this, you will have to give up to General Feng Pao sooner or later. Be confident."