America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 335 Dimensional Reduction Attack

"Mr. Jin, we are from Robinson's team. The one who left by boat earlier was our boss, Robinson, and there was also a hacker in our team. He was responsible for monitoring and hacking the software firewall. It was our boss who carried out the surveillance and robbery plan on your island. But the spy balloon and the submarine had nothing to do with us. They were done by two other groups."

The gunman trembled. "We haven't even started the next step of our operation yet, and you've already arrived."

The Grand Master sneered, "If you want to rob me, be prepared to pay a heavy price! I'm not like Prien; even a lion would have its teeth broken. You dare mess with me? If I didn't have some backing, would I be the island's master?"

"If we had known you were this powerful, we would never have dared to mess with you! Mr. Jin, please just let us go." The gunmen were on the verge of tears.

"fart."

Zhang Ailun waved his hand without changing his expression and ordered, "Take them all back."

"Boss, we can just take care of them here, and it'll be convenient to feed the fish and dispose of the bodies. There's no need to bring them back, right?" Boketu suggested.

"Take them back to move bricks. Don't we still have a lot of construction work to finish on our island? We're just short of some laborers. Let's set up a camp on the island, provide them with three meals a day, plus a $200 wage, as long as they don't starve."

Zhang Ailun then earnestly lectured, "What do you take me for? A murderous demon? I have a very kind heart, unless they're courting death."

"Boss, I was narrow-minded." Boketu immediately admitted his mistake, and the Grand Master forgave him.

"Fxxk, those two bastards really went all out." The driver, a fat man, slowly woke up and saw a group of people surrounding him as soon as he opened his eyes.

After realizing the situation, he quickly raised his hands in surrender. "I was wrong, sir! Please let me go! This ship may be mine, but I'm just doing this for money. I'm Mexican! I have nothing to do with this organization."

"From this moment on, this ship is mine," Zhang Ailun said calmly.

"It's yours, it's yours!" the fat man nodded repeatedly.

Seeing his pragmatism and the Latina beauty still retching, the leader waved his hand without hesitation and ordered, "Take them all back to work! Release them only when the project is finished."

"Mr. Kim! I'll do anything for you, please, please let me go."

Upon hearing her fate, the Latina woman, fearing she would suffer greatly on the island, pleaded, "Please don't make me do hard labor! I'll do anything except carry bricks!"

"With such a great figure and such fair hands, it's a real waste that you're not doing manual labor." The leader remained expressionless, showing no sign of regret for his decision.

The Beggar Clan disciples and soldiers nearby couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. This woman had such a big butt, with full breasts and a pert bottom. It was such a waste to send her to do manual labor. She would definitely look haggard in a few days.

But no one questioned it at all.

"Continue sailing to the next location," Zhang Ailun gave the order again.

"yes!!"

Upon receiving the order, all members began to mobilize quickly.

Zhang Ailun chose to return to the combat ship, leaving only a few people on the supply ship to guard it, and confiscating their weapons and equipment.

"Since you can sail, then follow behind." The captain ordered the fat man across the boat, "Don't get any funny ideas, understand? Otherwise, our bullets won't have eyes!"

"Understood, understood." The fat man nodded hurriedly. Then, under the soldiers' watchful eyes, he ran to the cockpit, started the supply ship, and followed closely behind on the sea.

The littoral combat ship restarted and headed to the next area. It soon arrived at a location where a supply ship, with the same design as the captured patrol boat, could be seen a few kilometers away.

However, the other side was much more astute. Although no trace or reaction was detected on the radar, the lookout, using binoculars, spotted the littoral combat ship sailing through the waves with the naked eye from afar and was startled, almost getting his pants wet.

In a frantic rush, the crew notified the people on board, shouting, "A warship! A warship!! It's Juankin's littoral combat ship!!!"

"What?"

The captain and his team were still in the cabin making plans when they heard the commotion and rushed out. Through their binoculars, they spotted the littoral combat ship and exclaimed incredulously, "They found us so quickly? Impossible!?"

"The radar on the warships isn't to be underestimated. They destroyed our spy balloons earlier, and we should have retreated immediately then!" the gunman next to him said in a deep voice.

"After ACR and his crew spotted the warship yesterday, they slunk away, only sharing some intelligence with us. Just now, someone sent back a message saying that their submarine hasn't sent any intelligence back for a long time. Judging from the blurry photos sent by the spy balloon, it should have been destroyed by a targeted attack!" another person said.

"What should we do?" Many people panicked.

"How did they discover the submarine?"

"Don't panic! Start the patrol boat immediately, we need to get out of here right now! As long as we can reach the Mexican port before we run out of fuel, we'll be safe. No matter how powerful their warships are, they can't get close to a Mexican port; that would be a provocation against a nation!" The captain calmly deployed the plan and gave the orders.

Upon hearing this, the driver next to him felt dizzy and his blood boil. He couldn't help but complain, "Do you know how far it is from here to the Mexican port? At this patrol boat's speed, it will take us at least eight and a half hours to travel at full speed! Their warships, on the other hand, can reach us in a maximum of six hours."

"What do we do then? Just sit here and wait to die? Do what I say right now! Let's meet up with the other group! Let's drag them down with us! Maybe that way we can shake off the warships' pursuit!!" the captain roared.

Then he started directing the others, "Hackers! Go try to jam their radar with your damn cyber skills! Everyone else, grab your guns and get ready for battle!!"

"If I could actually jam the warship's radar, I would have been dragged into a dark room and tortured to death by the Ministry of National Defense long ago!" The hacker was also stunned, spitting blood in anger.

You think warship radars use some kind of high-tech black magic? Those are top-of-the-line devices; how could an ordinary hacker like him handle that? He'd need to bring over the entire ACR organization to be able to manage it.

But if things go wrong, they'll have already packed up their buckets and run away.

I knew the Grand Master was not someone to be trifled with.

"You want me to use a 7.62mm rifle to attack a modern steel warship? What good would that do? You might as well let me cut myself with a knife. A whole magazine of bullets would only chip off some paint!" The gunman felt his blood surging.

I really want to shoot him dead. What kind of idiotic commands are these?

Is the drama of primitive people fighting against powerful ships and cannons about to unfold again?

But dealing with a warship closely following behind, since they didn't want to sit idly by and wait to be killed, it seemed they really didn't have a better option. Because the enemy, at least for now, didn't seem to have any intention of launching missiles.

The group quickly sprang into action.

The chief commander, with great interest, stood on the lookout tower with binoculars, watching the group of people on the ship, who were like ants on a hot pan, starting to argue among themselves, then scattering and going about their respective duties.

He even saw someone set up an AK and lay on the lookout tower, attempting to confront the warship head-on.

Okay, okay. It has to be you guys.

They actually came up with the idea of ​​using a 7.62mm AK47 to engage in a firefight with the 57mm caliber naval gun of the helmsman!

They're all talented people.

The leader also saw a person holding a laptop, frantically typing on the keyboard, but no one knew what he was doing.

"What is he doing? Hacking into our warship's network system?" Zhang Ailun couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked.

Spike pondered for a moment and said, "All I see is a group of desperate people frantically searching for a last chance to survive."

"If only I had known then what I know now."

The Grand Master shook his head, showing no mercy, and issued the order: "Full speed ahead!! Who do they think I am? Move the ship closer!!"

With its engines running at full power, the warship sailed faster and cut through the waves, closely following the tail of the cruiser-turned-supply ship.

As the distance between the two sides drew ever closer, with a gap of less than 3 kilometers, almost face to face, the gunmen on the deck felt the psychological pressure increase dramatically, and some were on the verge of emotional collapse.

"Damn it! Fighting a warship with a rifle! This must be the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life!!"

"fire!!"

Seeing their attempt to resist, Zhang Ailun, in order not to affect the smoothness of the warship's paint, directly ordered the soldiers to activate the ship's gun system.

The MK110 57mm naval gun fires 4 rounds per second, 220 rounds per minute, with a 1000-round ammunition capacity and a range of 17 kilometers. At the current distance, which is only about 2 kilometers, hitting them is practically a certainty; you could hit them even with your eyes closed.

The enemy not only refused to surrender, but also dared to retaliate against us. How could we tolerate this?

The warship's gun fire control radar was activated, and the guns were turned to aim at the supply ship that was sailing at full speed. With a command from the sergeant, they opened fire.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!!!

More than two hundred rounds per minute from the 57mm autocannon spat out flames, spent casings whizzing out and piling up on the deck of the warship. Bullets traveled over 3 kilometers, sweeping across the supply ship's metal hull, piercing it at a visible speed!

The gunmen on the deck were alive one second, and the next they were swept away in a cloud of blood, covered in bruises and welts!

The hacker, who was still operating the computer, was terrified. Before he could turn around and run away, he was bombarded and turned into pieces in the next second.

The supply ship, traveling at high speed, billowed thick black smoke, then burst into flames and burned. The scene was incredibly awe-inspiring.

On the vast ocean, with the sea wind howling, the fire on the supply ship grew increasingly uncontrollable, quickly bringing it to a standstill on the sea. Perhaps the fire also spread to the engines and fuel inside the engine room, causing an explosion with a loud bang!

The ship rocked from side to side, top to bottom, and soon sank to the bottom of the sea. Colorful oil floated on the surface of the sea, disappearing again with each wave.

"It's a pity they had to resist so recklessly, otherwise we could have captured another supply ship," Boketu remarked upon witnessing the scene.

"No pity, another supply ship is delivering supplies." Zhang Ailun glanced through his binoculars and spotted three supply ships on the horizon.

What a coincidence! Isn't this a coincidence?

Having just destroyed this supply ship, their escape route happens to be the only way to reach their next sea location.

"These guys are probably trying to drag others down with them, that's why they ran in that direction," the sergeant said. "Now there are three targets. If they choose to scatter and escape, we can only pursue one at most. Should we use missiles to destroy them?"

"Activate the Black Hawk helicopters, fly over there and warn them to surrender voluntarily. They can lay down their arms and be spared." Zhang Ailun pondered for a moment before issuing the order.

"clear."

After receiving the order, the sergeant immediately had someone pilot the Black Hawk helicopter, which took off and headed towards the area of ​​the three supply ships.

The moment the explosion occurred on the sea surface, the crew of the three supply ships that had come together noticed this very unusual situation. They took out their binoculars and spotted the sunken supply ship and the littoral combat ship that had appeared on the sea surface.

The colossal creature charged forward with overwhelming force, exuding an aura of invincibility and the ability to crush everything in its path. The group felt their scalps tingle and their minds go blank.

"Is that a warship from Jehovah Island?"

"I knew something was wrong! They destroyed our submarine, then our spy balloon, and last night they killed the frogman team. They spotted us a long time ago! They came prepared!!"

"We should have retreated yesterday!"

"How exactly did they spot the spy balloon at 10,000 meters altitude? Did someone tip them off?"

The group was bewildered, unable to understand why this was happening. Their plan was so meticulous, yet Prian hadn't noticed anything amiss. Others had successfully used this method many times before, stealing valuable gold and jewels with impunity.

How come they've suddenly become so ruthless after changing island owners?!

It has both combat ships and destroyers. The key is that its combat ships are actually usable in battle!

"Quickly! Start the supply ship! Get out of this godforsaken place!!" the captain ordered frantically.

"Leave? Go where? This is the waters around Jehovah Island. The closest island is Jehovah Island. Are we supposed to turn ourselves in at a US naval base near the west coast?" Many people were pessimistic.

"Perhaps we should consider surrendering! That way we might not die. That supply ship was just sunk. Once a warship gets within 20 kilometers, we're definitely doomed!!"

"Is it possible that we're already dead? The littoral combat ship's naval missile strike range is 200 kilometers..."

After some deliberation, the group concluded that they were doomed!

Only now do they realize what kind of killing god they have provoked, that they have kicked a steel plate, and many are already preparing to surrender.

But some people still refused to give up and drove their speedboats away at breakneck speed, quickly leaving their companions far behind.

"We don't need to be faster than the littoral combat ships, we just need to be faster than everyone else!"