The host, please be more restrained! The Strategic Propaganda Bureau can no longer make up stories

After carefully looking at the documents Hammamoud showed, the second mate of the tanker forced himself into a smile that was uglier than crying.

He looked at Hammamud, frowning, lost in memories.

If I remember correctly, the man in front of me seemed to have been a Somali pirate seven or eight years ago. He successfully robbed an oil tanker and extorted a huge ransom, making headlines across the entire Blue Planet.

Oh my god! Who could understand that the pirates of Somalab were actually promoted to regular soldiers? Is there anything more outrageous than this on the Blue Planet?

"Gentlemen, my name is Hammamud, and I am the captain of the Somarapo Maritime Escort Fleet."

"Don't worry. We now have a regular navy with a strict three-no policy: no beating, no robbery, and no extortion." Hammamoud said to everyone on the tanker.

The second mate nodded and said, "That's right, they are all regular maritime escort formations, they will definitely not make things difficult for us legitimate businessmen."

"Captain Hama, after you finish your inspection, can we leave now?"

Hammamud nodded and said, "Adjutant, you take the people to check first. Mr. Second Officer, I will explain to you how to pay the fine."

"Wait, wait, wait, is there something wrong with Mr. Hama? Why do I have to pay a fine when I haven't even had an inspection?"

"I don't know if there is a problem with your ship, but there is a problem with you, and it's a big problem!"

"Why didn't you wear a hat when you were driving the boat? Do you know that this is dangerous driving and the fine is two hundred thousand US dollars!" Hamamud looked the second mate up and down and said.

The second mate of the tanker was dumbfounded. How could he be considered dangerous driving when he was driving the boat without a hat?
I have been working in this industry for more than ten years, and I have never heard of such a regulation in any country on Blue Star!
"Second mate, we are a regular maritime escort fleet and we will not impose fines on you. We are doing this for your safety."

"The light at sea is strong. If you don't wear a hat when sailing and the sun shines into your eyes, is there a risk of running aground?"

"As the saying goes, there is no order without rules. Fines are not the goal. The goal is to improve everyone's self-discipline, to have strict requirements on themselves, and to take responsibility." Hammamoud explained seriously.

His words were passionate and of a high level, and the younger brothers behind him applauded and cheered.

The sailors on the tanker were speechless. This sounded a bit far-fetched, but if you think about it carefully, it does make sense.

But these words don't sound like something the Somali pirates would say. They sound more like the official language of the University of the East.

"Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand, Captain Hama, we accept the fine. Can we please stop checking and just let them go?" the second mate asked.

For an oil tanker of hundreds of thousands of tons, a loss of US$200,000 is not small, but it is within an acceptable range.

Just think of it as paying protection money, buying peace. Otherwise, if the confrontation continues like this, the daily fuel costs and loss of personnel and materials alone will be more than 200,000 US dollars.

When Hammamud heard this, he immediately put his hand on the pistol at his waist and said, "Second Officer, what's your attitude?"

"We are regular soldiers, not pirates, and we don't accept bribes. You want us to leave so badly, is there some shameful smuggled goods on the ship?"

"I warn you, our Somalab navy is sworn enemies of crime. If you really did smuggle, you'd better confess honestly. You may even get leniency!"

After he finished speaking, he took out his intercom and contacted his adjutant, saying, "There is something wrong with this ship. We must inspect it thoroughly!"

"By the way, let's talk about your personal problem. Who told you to wear shoes when sailing? If you wear shoes when sailing, you will be fined $500,000. Don't worry, I will issue you an invoice!"

When everyone on the tanker heard this, they were stunned.

The second mate argued, "Captain Hama, what does this have to do with my shoes? Why should I be fined half a million dollars?"

"What are you yelling about? This is our Somalab waters. You must abide by our laws."

"Today is a one-day holiday. We have a shoe restriction in Somalab. No one is allowed to wear shoes when sailing." The second mate of the tanker: "..."

"Captain Hama, what does this restriction have to do with sailing? We have never heard of this rule in the entire Blue Star!"

"Are you the captain or am I the captain? Will your shoes wear out when you wear them? Will you buy new shoes when they are old? Will producing new shoes pollute the environment?"

"We have formulated this law in response to your call to protect the earth's ecological environment. Look at our fishermen. When have they ever worn shoes when going out to sea to fish?" Hamamud said righteously.

Most of the fishermen in Somalab use canoes when they go out to sea to fish, and they really don’t like to wear shoes. Of course, they don’t like to wear shoes when they are on the shore either.

"When did you enact this law? How come we don't know about it?"

"This is unfortunate. The law we just promulgated today just happened to catch you as an example. Do you all have a group of captains?"

"Post a circle of friends, review what happened today, and ask your captain friends to like it. If more than 100 people like it, the punishment can be cancelled."

The second mate of the tanker almost vomited blood when he heard Hammamud's words.

If I had known that Somalab's maritime escort fleet was like this, I would rather be robbed by pirates.

The reasons he gives are one after another, and the punishment methods are really disgusting. Who did he learn this from?
At this moment.

Li Yunfei, who was far away in Dongda University, sneezed several times in succession.

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Damn it, which bastard is teasing me behind my back?"

"Director, have you caught a cold? How about we postpone the meeting with Afeng Express so you can take a rest first?" asked the female secretary Zhao Min caringly.

Li Yunfei waved his hand and said, "We have already made an agreement with Afeng Express that the double-tailed scorpion drone we developed for them last time will be converted from civilian to military use. We can't delay this new drone any longer."

"Our nephew is holding a lantern, everything is as usual, I'm going to the bedroom to rest for a while, you can get me some cold medicine later."

Zhao Min nodded and asked caringly, "Director, do you want me to accompany you to rest for a while?"

Li Yunfei hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, but you have to sleep well, I have a meeting in the afternoon."

"Okay, do you want me to change my clothes?"

"No, this secretary outfit is pretty good."

The second mate of the tanker hesitated for a long time, but finally did not post on WeChat Moments, but accepted the fine.

The person who posted on WeChat Moments was his own person who was in trouble, and the fine was paid into the company's account. He can still make the distinction. Who treats public money as money?

"Captain Hama, let's not check anymore. We all know the rules. Just tell me how much you want."

"Two million US dollars, what do you think? If not, we can talk about it. We often fly this route, and we will be old acquaintances in the future. Let's not make it so embarrassing!"

Hammamud frowned as he heard this and asked, "Are you bribing me?"

"Captain Hama, please don't say such harsh words. What's the point of bribery? Just give me some convenience."

"Okay, okay, you bribed a public official and fined me two million US dollars. You really don't take the law enforcement device on our chest seriously!" Hammamud said righteously.

When the younger brother behind him heard this, he subconsciously straightened his back and began to applaud his captain. (End of this chapter)