Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

The sun had already risen above the horizon, and the captain put down his binoculars.

"That's the direction of the Turtle Islands. What's all this commotion? What's going on?! Have the four major gangs started fighting?" The captain frowned deeply.

It's too far away; I've tried using a telescope but couldn't see anything.

"Captain, radar operator reports! We've detected what appears to be missile launch traces on our radar!"

"Suspected?"

"Yes, the signal only flashed by and then disappeared immediately. It didn't seem like a fighter jet; it was probably a short-range missile."

"Short-range missiles?...Is this part of the exercise...?" The captain frowned even more, turning back to ask, "Can we still see them on the radar?"

"Reporting to the captain, we're out of range. We can't see them anymore. Half an hour ago they were 40 nautical miles southwest of us, heading northwest."

"Sigh..." The captain sighed inwardly, gritting his teeth, "We're still too outdated!"

"Captain, should we send someone over to check what's going on?" the vice-captain asked.

"No rush," the captain thought for a moment and then shook his head. "Judging from the commotion over there, the fighting is fierce. It should be the Turtle Islands. What happens there is none of our business. We just need to do what we're supposed to do. Don't forget, the US fleet is still nearby."

"Okay, let's contact headquarters right away and ask if anyone knows what happened over there."

"Okay, I'll contact them right away."

The deputy captain went to liaison headquarters, and returned to the command room shortly afterward.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like that?" The captain noticed something was off about the vice-captain's expression as soon as he entered the room.

"It's a bit strange. Headquarters didn't say anything, just ordered us not to get too close, but not too far either. They also told us to keep an eye on the movements of the Turtle Islands and to rescue any of our distressed ships immediately."

"What? How can we observe our ship if we don't get closer? What do you mean?"

"That's exactly why I said it's strange."

"I see..." The captain tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "How about this, instead of heading west, we'll head north a bit."

"Should we move a little north?"

"Yes, if the fighting really happens in the Turtle Islands, we should move a little further north. I'm worried that there might be our fishermen's boats that have been wrecked there. Which way would our wrecked boats go? They would definitely go towards the motherland."

"..."

"If we encounter pirates, we'll beat them up if they dare to use force. I've been wanting to beat those bastards up for ages! Don't let me get a chance! Also, try to stay on international shipping lanes as much as possible."

"Understood. This will prevent others from pinning the blame on us again. Okay, I'll make the arrangements."

"Go."

After the vice-captain left, the captain slammed his fist hard on the conference table.

"This is so frustrating!"

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small fishing boat

Xu Tianyou was re-bandaging An Xiaohai. It was alright; the wound had only slightly reopened, and the stitches hadn't broken yet. After reapplying the medicine and bandaging, it should be fine.

Xu Tianyou was also covered in wounds; his thigh had been grazed by a bullet, and it looked quite serious. This guy didn't even notice until the battle was over.

Xie Dan's condition is quite serious. He was shot in the shoulder and did not receive timely treatment. He was also engaged in strenuous exercise and lost a lot of blood.

Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the bone or remain inside the body.

Uncle Xiao Hei was stitching up Xie Dan's wound. Xie Dan didn't cry out in pain and even fell asleep in a daze, which made everyone a little worried.

But there was nothing he could do; the ocean was vast, and he had to rely on himself to get through it.

Yan Hong was alright; he wasn't seriously injured, except for twisting his ankle when he jumped onto the boat, which wasn't anything too serious.

At this moment, Yan Hong was holding onto the launch control unit of the FGM-148 and refused to let go.

"Hey Ah Hong, throw it away. The missiles are all gone, what's the point of keeping this thing?" An Xiaohai advised with a slight frown.

"No! I won't! I want to keep it and take it back with me, or you can just throw me away!" Yan Hong said, looking aggrieved.

An Xiaohai was both amused and exasperated; he completely understood why Yan Hong would act this way.

After this real-world test, the FGM-148 Javelin missile proved to be incredibly effective; the People's Armed Police had never seen such an advanced weapon before.

At that time, China's weaponry was relatively backward.

That's why, when Yan Hong heard that An Xiaohai wanted to throw the FGM-148's launch control unit into the sea to destroy the evidence, he completely lost it and refused to comply no matter what.

An Xiaohai stood up, walked up to Yan Hong, and whispered, "Captain Yan, I know what you're thinking, but it won't work."

We pulled off such a big heist in the Turtle Islands, and considering the previous one, they definitely won't be unresponsive. They're probably searching for us desperately at sea right now.

These things cannot be kept, not a single one. If they find them, they will all be lost, and you know better than I what the consequences will be.”

"I understand all of this, but I really can't bear to part with it! Xiao Hai, do you know how many comrades we could save if we had equipment like this?!"

Yan Hong's eyes were a little red. When he said these words, he seemed like a different person, more serious than ever before.

"I know, I know everything. It's okay, if Tianyou can do it once, he can do it a second time."

"Didn't I promise to give him ten sets? I'll pay for him to get another batch, half for him and half for you guys, how about that?"

"Are you serious?" Yan Hong's eyes reddened even more, but he finally loosened his grip on the launch control unit a little.

"Stop dawdling and give it to me, it's my stuff!" Xu Tianyou said impatiently, as An Xiaohai's wound hadn't been treated yet.

Yan Hong had no choice but to return the launch control unit to Xu Tianyou, as it was indeed Xu Tianyou's property.

Xu Tianyou took the launch control unit and threw it into the sea: "Brother Hai, are you satisfied now? You've ruined all my concubines."

What a terrible thing! This is called starting something and then abandoning it! Ten sets!

"Alright, alright, shut up!" An Xiaohai rolled his eyes at Xu Tianyou and sat back down. Xu Tianyou continued to treat his wounds.

Yan Hong finally calmed himself down and stood up: "I'll go wash the paint off the boat."

"Wait," An Xiaohai stopped Yan Hong and turned to Xu Tianyou: "How many Gatling gun bullets are left?"

"There are still two large boxes, about 8000 rounds."

I know, throw it away! I'll go throw it away in a bit, first I'll finish treating your wound.

Now look what's happened! The concubine is gone, and the two first wives are going to jump into the sea too. What a tragedy!

"Throw it away? What a waste!"

What do you mean?

"Let's turn around, go back, use up all those bullets, and then throw them away. They probably think we've run far away now. If we launch a surprise attack, we can probably give them a big loss again."

"Are you crazy? Instead of running away now, you're going to launch a counterattack? Aren't you afraid of being cornered in T Country Bay?"

"When did I say I was going to T Country Bay from here?"

"Aren't we going to Thailand? If we don't go through Thailand's Gulf, where else can we go?"

"Does going to Thailand necessarily require taking the Thailand Bay? Does it necessarily require a boat trip?"

"Wow, you bastard, you're so despicable!" Xu Tianyou exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"Hehe, this isn't despicable, it's all about deception in war! Uncle Black, let's turn around and launch a surprise attack. After we're done, we'll head straight north!"

"North? Where to go north?" Uncle Xiao Hei couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, we're going to that rather chaotic place you mentioned!"

"Ah..." Uncle Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, stared at An Xiaohai for a long time, and finally nodded and returned to the cockpit.

Yan Hong stared at An Xiaohai as if he'd seen a ghost: "Xiaohai, who did you learn all this from?...

"I learned it from watching movies, or more accurately, I learned it from a great man. Look up the story of crossing the Chishui River four times."

"You're amazing, I'm totally impressed," Xu Tianyou said, giving a thumbs up. "By the way, give me back the necklace."

"Alright," An Xiaohai said, taking the Buddha-face necklace off Xu Tianyou's neck and returning it to him.

Because he absolutely could not reveal his identity, before Xu Tianyou arrived on the island, An Xiaohai took off his Buddha-face necklace and wore it around his own neck, almost forgetting to return it to him.

The small fishing boat drew a perfect semicircle on the sea surface before turning back towards the Turtle Islands.

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Turtle Islands

The fire is still burning; the entire island is ablaze!

Thick smoke billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun. The only place to escape the smoke and flames was the two long seawalls on the side facing the sea.

This place was crowded with surviving bandits.

"Has a ship arrived?... "

Many heard the roar of an engine approaching from afar, and some of the bandits stood up and looked in the direction of the sound. If a ship passed by, they could escape this hellish place.

The sound of the engine grew closer and closer. Finally, a brightly painted small fishing boat emerged from behind a small island and rushed straight toward the breakwater.

The pupils of the thugs wielding AKs shrank drastically!

"Ah! Everyone run, run! They're back!" Finally, they could see clearly that the ship that had come was the very one that had brought them this nightmare!

Who would have thought he'd come back!

The bandits hiding under the dike instantly became agitated, and all of them desperately climbed up the dike.

However, it's too late.

A small fishing boat glides across the sea, and a shower of meteors at its stern splashes across the seawall, instantly painting it with a bright red hue!