Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

“Hostage safety.”

“Check the surviving prisoners.”

“There are two… no conspiracy found and should have been omitted.”

“Not missing, I let it go.” The food means two on the wrist computer on the arm, and Li Chi Chi Xiaoqing said, on the one hand, that the situation on the ground was reported to the command centre, then look towards the fighters standing next to him, “The British Special Forces helicopter will arrive in 17 minutes, and we’ll clean the deck a little bit.”

The fighting was over a few minutes ago.

Or it’s completely impossible to call it a battle, completely a slaughter. All over the deck is blood, and the armed elements who were shot fell asleep on deck east.

While that is the essence of the war, there are some sabotage images that have been seen.

The captive of two pirates was held in the hatch, and after Li Chi Xiaoqing ordered a photograph warrant, he found the captain of the rescued ship, who had organized a number of crew members who were still able to move, cleaning the stains on the deck with a drag and a bucket.

For climate reasons, three minutes later than expected.

After 20 minutes of waiting, four helicopters finally flew to the already stopped cargo tanks and, with several ropes throwing down, a group of sophisticated teachers wearing black costumes fell from the ropes.

However, while these people are indeed the elite teachers who have undergone brutal training, they appear to be a little thin when they stand next to that skeleton armor with a scientific fantasy.

The gun in your hands, the tall specialty officer walked next to Li Gao, loose the mask on his face and said it.

“Now start here by our people.”

Li Gao, look at him.

“This is the high seas.”

“We know this is the high seas.”

Li Gao at a moderate pace said, “I mean, you can find a cool place to stay.”

“…”

The Special Officer apparently wanted to say something, but forced that huge deterrence to end up holding his mouth back, and right hand walked on the ear and showed it to the superior.

Li Xiaoqiao did not heed him, directing him to continue his previous work, including by helping the wounded to carry out simple packages, searching for alive prisoners, and taking photographs of the site, etc.

Because action is fast enough, fighting on deck ends in less than half a minute, there is no other obstacle to the hostages being tied here except for some shocking, stimulating gases that are more wolf.

Nor is the British special soldier left on the side, nor is it the right to know what to do, where big eyes staring at small eyes have to look at each other, while waiting for a new order from the command that is in the middle of chaos.

At that time, the heavens and the earth flew in a helicopter late.

Li Gao Li raised his head and blinded his eyes.

The tactical mirror has increased the rate and has been locked on the helicopter’s mark.

Broadcasting helicopters?

BBC?

The corner of the mouth ripped up a smile, and Lee raised the sight of the Royal Secret Air Corps on the hatch.

These British reporters are running fast.

Almost flew in front of their special forces.

…

On the helicopter.

The ravages of the storm, the brilliant blonde of the reporter, and only half of that man’s body was explored, trying to look at the mirror and yell at it with all his energy.

“THIS IS THE BBC NEWS LIVE LIVE!”

“We are now on the air of the ‘Ossetberg’ cargo tank, which lost contact with the Baltic Sea shipping company three hours ago and departed from the routes, moving along the Arctic light liner.”

“Two hours ago, through multiple channels, it was confirmed that the ship was hijacked by pirates, and that the rapid deployment of the rapid response force by all British, Danish, Swedish and Chinese parties was quick…”

“We can see on deck that the Royal Air Force has just arrived on deck, that their professionalism is very high… and that fighting seems to be over! Is it over?”

“Please wait… we’re getting information from the relevant units!”

“Oh, Chet! According to the authorities, the cargo tank is currently under the control of the China Track Air Travel… Wait, you mean, they claim that the fighting was over an hour ago?”

“Didn’t you say our special forces were coming from the nearest military base? They’re an hour earlier than us?”

The two eyes immediately staring, the British reporter screamed with unbelievable words.

“How can it be?”

…

Yeah, how could that be?

Not just that BBC reporter can’t believe that it’s true that Abu Khan, who was lucky to escape from this slaughter, is equally unable to believe it.

Those people are not at all human.

They’re like monsters.

With his arms, Abu Khan with life-saving clothes, frogs have been swimming in the sea, but fears in his heart are still not halfway back.

Over the past decade, he has fought dozens of large and small guerrillas in the jungle and desert of East Africa, with no less than 20 international humanitarian-D convoys seized and more than dozens of looted fishing vessels.

However, even with such a rich war experience, he has never seen such a rival.

They are more difficult than the seal raid forces.

No, actually, the two are not comparable at all.

While seals occupy some advantage in equipment and firepower, they do not open up a fundamental gap and encounter them in the right place, and they are equally able to fight arrogant Americans with rich guerrilla experience.

But in front of such a opponent…

He doesn’t even have the courage to fight back.

Finally, close to a medium-sized fishing vessel, Abu Khan, with the help of several skin black sailors, climbed up the fishing vessel with a rolling belt.

At this time, a man with a beard came to his side, a man who took his shirt and stared at him with his eyes and death, and it was a blazing eye for fear.

“The Arctic Light! The cruise, and the crew on the boat, how’s it going?”

“I’m sorry…”

Boom…

Guns float with nitrate.

Looking at the hole that lost his glow, Marsh pulled the trigger with a few more guns in order to loose the face of the face and threw him into the sea.

From the eyes of the wolf in Abraham Khan, he has guessed the results of this operation, and it’s just that there’s still a fantasy in his heart that’s all about it.

Now it looks like it’s just fantasy.

And not real fantasies.

Malash, full of clouds, recycled his pistols in his arms, and greeted the chill men to clean the boats, continue to pretend to be fishing vessels and begin to sail back.

The operation suffered a heavy loss.

Looks like they can get it, and only those people pay the advance.

But there’s also a lot of numbers in those deposits.

At

least to compensate for his loss is a nickname.

That’s what you think, Marsh. It’s a little pleasant.

But would things be so simple?

Marsh doesn’t know. There’s such an eye, from start to finish, never left their head.