Power and wealth bring fragrance

These dozen or so men, with their dozen or so guns, were no different from unarmed infants in the face of such a force.

Revolt?

That's courting death.

surrender?

The mere thought of the word "surrender" caused all the fake coast guards to display an expression worse than death.

What kind of shady business were they involved in?

Impersonating coast guard officers, intercepting merchant ships at sea, smuggling contraband—he's got at least eight or ten lives on his hands. Any one of these crimes would be enough to land him in jail.

Moreover, the things they committed this time were far too serious.

Attacks on the police station, downing of the police helicopter in the city center, and hijacking of a coast guard vessel.

Each and every one of these incidents is too numerous to list, and their impact is extremely negative.

Once caught, what awaits them is not imprisonment and rehabilitation, but a cold bullet, or a life sentence to spend the rest of their lives in jail.

Surrender means death, resistance also means death.

So... is there a third way?

In their despair, a thought, like a venomous snake, simultaneously emerged from the minds of several fake coast guards.

Their gazes turned simultaneously to the other side of the deck.

There, Wei Yuan was leaning against the deformed railing, half-sitting on the deck, his head tilted to one side, his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper, and dried blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth.

He had completely lost consciousness.

With his mental energy depleted, his martial prowess exhausted, and multiple gunshot wounds and internal injuries, he was completely powerless to resist, like a lamb to the slaughter.

The fake coast guard's eyes suddenly lit up.

hostage!

Yes, hostages!

They still have Wei Yuan as a trump card!

Who is Wei Yuan? The fact that the police department is willing to deploy three armed helicopters, a thousand-ton coast guard vessel, and a special operations team to rescue him means that he is definitely a top priority in the eyes of the police department.

Once they've taken Wei Yuan hostage, they'll have leverage to negotiate with the police department!

Use Wei Yuan's life to exchange for a way out, a speedboat, enough fuel and food, then escape to the high seas, and try to reach overseas. There might be a way to survive!

At this thought, a look of madness appeared on the fake coast guard's face.

He gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice to the people around him, "Take that kid hostage! Use him as a hostage! We still have a chance!"

These words were like a spark falling into a haystack, instantly igniting the last remaining will to survive in the hearts of all the fake coast guards.

"Yes! Take him hostage!"

"He's from the detective department; they won't dare fire!"

"Use him as a shield, and we can break through!"

"Quick! Grab him while he's still unconscious!"

The eyes of more than a dozen fake coast guards turned red at the same time.

The instinct for survival overcame their fear of the helicopter overhead. They gripped their weapons tightly, some even raising their guns and aiming them at Wei Yuan, ready to force him to submit.

Although he had passed out, that didn't stop them from picking him up and using him as a shield.

"move!"

Someone let out a low shout.

A dozen fake coast guards stepped forward at the same time and rushed towards Wei Yuan's location.

They moved quickly, their steps were hurried, and their faces showed the madness and determination unique to desperados.

As long as they rush to Wei Yuan's side and arrest him, they will have leverage to negotiate!

However, they had only taken one step, and hadn't even run two steps.

"Da da da da da da!!"

The rotary cannon under the nose of the helicopter suddenly opened fire!

A barrage of shells rained down at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, striking precisely the deck less than two meters in front of the fake coast guards!

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!"

The shell struck the steel plate deck, producing a series of deafening explosions, sparks flying everywhere. The steel plate was dented, revealing a row of densely packed bullet holes, with fragments and sparks flying in all directions.

This row of machine guns was like an invisible death line, directly blocking the way between the fake coast guards and Wei Yuan.

The two fake coast guards at the front were thrown backward by the blast wave and crashed heavily onto the deck. Their faces were cut by flying steel fragments, leaving deep gashes and bleeding profusely.

The others were also terrified by the sudden barrage of fire, and they all stopped in their tracks. Some even collapsed onto the deck, covering their heads with their hands and trembling all over.

"Stubborn to the end."

On the helicopter, that cold voice came through the loudspeaker again, devoid of any emotion, as if stating something utterly mundane:

"Execute immediately."

These four words are like a death sentence.

Before he could finish speaking...

"Da da da da da da!!"

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

Special agents on all three helicopters opened fire simultaneously!

The sounds of assault rifles and helicopter cannons mingled together, creating a symphony of death.

Bullets rained down from the sky like a storm, relentlessly sweeping towards the fake coast guards on the deck!

This is not a warning, not a deterrent, but a real, merciless massacre!

The special agents' marksmanship was terrifyingly accurate; every bullet seemed to have eyes, aiming specifically at the vital points of the fake coast guards.

Chest, head, neck—one shot, one kill. No bullets wasted.

"ah!!"

The first fake coast guard was shot three times in the chest. The powerful impact knocked him backward, and three bursts of blood erupted from his chest. His eyes widened, blood gushed from his mouth, and his body convulsed twice before falling still.

"Help! I surrender! I surrender..."

The second fake coast guard was terrified. He threw down his gun and raised his hands to surrender, but before he could finish speaking, a bullet pierced his temple. His body stiffened abruptly, and then he fell straight down.

Blood and white brain matter mingled together, splattering a horrifying stain on the deck.

"Let's fight them!"

A fake coast guard with a burly face turned red-eyed and raised his gun to shoot at the helicopter, but just as he raised the gun, a shell from the helicopter's machine gun hit his upper body directly.

"Bang!!"

His body was blown in two by the shell. His upper body, along with his mangled limbs, flew far away, while his lower body remained in a gun-raising position, swaying for a moment before collapsing to the ground with a thud, his internal organs and blood spilling everywhere.

Miserable.

The deck instantly transformed into a living hell.

Screams, gunshots, explosions, and the roar of propellers mingled together, creating a deafening cacophony.

Blood flowed like a stream on the deck, quickly forming a dark red pool that reflected the silhouette of the helicopter and the muzzle flashes of gunfire in the twilight.

The fake coast guards fell one by one. Some tried to hide in the cabin, but the special agents' bullets pierced through the thin metal of the cabin, killing those hiding inside.

Some people tried to jump into the sea to escape, but as soon as they climbed over the railing, they were riddled with bullets from the air, their bodies went limp and fell into the sea, where they were quickly swallowed by the churning black water.

There was no holding back.

There was no pity.

For these desperate criminals who impersonate coast guard officers, commit murder and robbery, and even attempt to kidnap key witnesses, the word "capture alive" does not exist in the dictionary of special agents.

Only "Clear" is available.