The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 407 Cursing and Cursing (please subscribe for a monthly pass)
Luxury yacht interior cabin.

Several members of CIB's monitoring team are still busy. They are responsible for receiving news from various parties and then summarizing it for Zhou Yu to analyze.

Zhou Yu, wearing a headset, sat with Wei Shile on the outer deck of the yacht.

On the coffee table in front of him, there were two walkie-talkies, and the SR-25 next to the seat glowed with metal under the sunlight.

"Is it the third one?" Zhou Yu asked as he unscrewed the cap of the mineral water.

Wei Shile hummed, "It's almost time."

Zhou Yu put down the bottle, changed the walkie-talkie, and pressed the switch to confirm, "What's the number?"

"The third just landed."

"Wang sir, how are you doing?"

"Ready and ready to go."

"Sir, are you ready?"

"Ready to fly anytime."

Zhou Yu pinched the walkie-talkie: "All the world, open the table!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"Roger that!"

"Shi Le."

Wei Shile picked up the walkie-talkie: "Captain, it's time to show off your skills, so get going."

"Look, by the way, don't you mind some music?" asked the captain.

"No need?" Wei Shile asked with a face.

"I drive fast with music."

".random."

"Come on, move!"

The captain's slightly excited voice fell, and the stationary yacht began to speed up, and the loudspeaker on the ship actually broadcast music.

"Katyusha"

"The taste is good."

Blue sky during the day, no wind, the sea is very calm.

Cheers broke out on the deck of a 1.6-ton ocean-going freighter.

A group of mercenaries and the crew watched the scene in front of them together.

Under the traction of the marine crane, a huge cube box broke free from the shackles of the sea water, and was fished out like fishing, exposing it to everyone's sight.

"Ryan, do you know what I saw?"

In the cockpit at the highest point of the ship, the captain who is also Ami looked at the box with a bright look in his eyes.

Ryan took a cigar in his mouth, breathed out comfortably, and asked with a smile, "What did you see? Money?"

"No, no, no, that's my Lamborghini!" The captain picked up the wine glass on the operating panel and pointed at Ryan.

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

The captain just took a sip, and was about to put the cup back. His eyes habitually scanned the ship's radar, and he froze for a second, his eyes widening.

"Oh, shit! Son of a bitch!"

The cursing sound immediately attracted Ryan's attention, and Ryan followed his gaze on the radar, his eyes gloomy.

As a military expert, how could he not understand the meaning of radar.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and said to his subordinates: "Stop playing, the maritime patrol team is here, ready to fight, kill them all."

"Yes, sir!"

"go!"

The SEAL team 8 on the deck immediately showed amazing fighting qualities. Everyone switched to the fighting state in a second, and quickly ran back to the cabin. When they came out again, they were already fully armed.

Ryan was not idle either. He went out and changed into a tactical uniform, holding a sniper rifle in his hand and an assault rifle on his back.

The highest point on the ship near the cockpit itself is a perfect sniper position. He lay on the top of the cockpit and began to look for the fighter.

Looking around, the spot of light that originally only existed on the radar was getting closer and closer, and gradually leaked out.

Six police speedboats braved the wind and waves, drifting towards his position.

The tail of the fast-moving speedboat pulled out waves of waves on the sea, and then fell, leaving long white lines rolling outward, like beer foam being scattered on the sea.

200 meters!
150 meters!
100 meters!
The 8 SEAL teams responsible for guarding the deck were scattered at intervals, but without exception, everyone's finger was on the trigger.

100 meters, very close.

The battle is imminent!
As long as the distance is a little closer, reaching 50 meters, even 80 meters, even if it is a moving ship, everyone has the confidence to point and kill.

But in the next second something happened that stunned the SEAL Team 8.

The six speedboats suddenly changed direction just 6 meters away.

They no longer rushed straight over, but started circling around the ocean-going freighter, and started circling endlessly.

It turned out that the six speedboats gradually converged from a fan to a point, and they only needed to defend one side.

But now, the 6 speedboats have become a circle, and any place may be a landing point

"This is the police?"

"Fuck! This reminds me of those pirates in Somalia!"

"Fight or not?"

"Boss, do you want to fight?"

The voice came from the walkie-talkie to Ryan on the top. Ryan thought about it for two seconds before spitting out, "Hit! We can't wait."

Their only hope now is to escape to the high seas, but the speed of large freighters is really too fast.

"While fighting and procrastinating, buy time." Ryan stopped talking after adding, and just lay there, continuing to look for opportunities.

As a sniper, you have to be patient enough, or you don't shoot, shooting must be meaningful.

Otherwise, if the position is exposed, he will no longer be safe, and he will continue to wait.

"beat!"

The SEAL Team 8 on the deck received the order, stretched out their guns, and began to kill.

Da da da.

Da da da.

The speedboat under attack immediately adjusted its direction slightly, and walked in a snake line on the sea. The grand strategy remained unchanged and continued to circle.

There are 6 players on each ship, and only one player acts as the fireman, counterattacking against the deck.

On one side is the Flying Tigers, and on the other is the SEAL Team 8. It can be said that in terms of marksmanship, they are all masters of the best.

However, the distance of 100 meters, coupled with the high-speed speedboat, turned the marksmanship that the two sides had practiced for a long time into pecking at each other.

The seals hit the surface of the sea, causing little splashes.

Flying tigers hit the sky, flying into the sky and disappearing.

boom!
A sniper bullet flew from afar and hit a SEAL member, making him tremble all over, and death passed by.

In the next second, a high-pitched voice sounded: "Sniper!"

"Ah, it missed." Zhou Yu on the speedboat looked at the camera with a regretful expression.

"The boat is going so fast and the waves are so big, if you can hit it, you will be a ghost." Wei Shile laughed without hesitation.

"It's because I missed the hit that I need to practice more. It doesn't cost me anyway."

Zhou Yu didn't stop talking, and kept his hands even more. After estimating the shaking of the ship's hull, he aimed by feeling and fired another shot.

boom!
Ding, another shot hit the iron skin next to the seal just now.

"shit!"

The SEAL team looked at the bullet marks three palms away, cursed secretly, and immediately changed positions.

Ding!
"Fuck!"

The SEALs yelled angrily, their faces were still a little pale, and this time they were only two palms away.

Without even thinking about it, he immediately moved in the opposite direction, squatted down as soon as he reached the position, and shouted into the walkie-talkie: "There is a sniper! There is a sniper! Find it."

"Direction." Ryan's calm voice came.

"Seven o'clock." The seal immediately reported.

"Has anyone else encountered a sniper?" Ryan asked as he adjusted his position.

It was very quiet, and no one answered, that is, it was gone.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The seal yelled and cursed in an extremely hurt mood. He was so unlucky to be targeted by a sniper.

wrong!

It's a bad location.

He quickly figured out why the others weren't being attacked was probably a matter of angle.

He immediately stood up and wanted to change positions.

Step out.

boom!
A small hole appeared on the forehead of his head, and the huge kinetic energy was resisted, spinning in his head and taking away most of the back of his head, and along with his body, he was also knocked into the air, landing on the ground with a bang.

"Call work." Zhou Yu sat down satisfied, picked up a cold beer and drank it.

Wei Shile, who was sitting on the seat drinking, smiled: "If you say you can't do it, you still don't believe it, your marksmanship on the shore is like this."

He made a thumbs up, then changed his little finger and laughed, "But you are still at sea, and you still have a sniper rifle, and you haven't practiced it, so you can only use this."

"It's a hit, okay?" Zhou Yu said.

Wei Shile said eagerly: "I don't believe it."

"Oh, you don't understand." Zhou Yu shook his head.

Wei Shile snorted, and asked in disbelief, "You won't continue hitting if you get hit?"

Zhou Yu sneered: "There are 12 mercenaries, now there are 13, no, one dies and then 12, 12 came out in a hail of bullets, and there is no sniper? I don't believe it. My life is important, so I don't gamble."

Wei Shile curled his lips, then smiled and said: "But if you don't fight around here, it's too bad. Wherever you put the police, they will take the initiative to attack. How can there be such a beating?"

Zhou Yu put down the bottle and said, "Of course you can deal with ordinary gangsters, but they are mercenaries, maybe special forces. Their lives are cheap, and we can't lose any of our lives. I don't want to go back. The first task is to pay pensions."

Wei Shile smiled, and said with a little emotion, "How can a policeman be immortal?"

"Nervous! I have all the information on the other party, and I still have so many chips in my hand. If this person is dead, where will I put my face?"

Zhou Yu rolled his eyes at him, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Sir Zhan, where are you?"

"There are still 5 kilometers."

"Step on the accelerator and pull."

Zhou Yu made a joke, and looked up to the sky, where a black shadow had appeared.

"The driver is not me, there is nothing I can do."

"good luck!"

"Thank you!"

Da-da-da-da.

5 kilometers, for Black Hawk, the time for a few words is almost up.

Zhou Yu looked at the black eagle flying over the sky, picked up the walkie-talkie and said solemnly: "Attract firepower, prepare to attack!"

"understand!"

"understand!"

"Shit!" Ryan, who was crawling on top of the freighter, cursed.

He had just found the location of the yacht that shot.

There were only two yachts in that direction, and the sniper must be on it, but the sniper never showed up again.

Very normal.

He fired and hid, he would do the same thing if it were him, the other party has a high level of professionalism and is a master.

He had the patience to wait, and when he did, he would have the chance to shoot first.

As a result, a Black Hawk arrived.

"son of a bitch!"

He watched the black eagle getting closer and closer in the sky, and for the first time felt that something was going to happen on today's journey.

(End of this chapter)