Just as the Fuzhou fleet slowly approached the Debon from behind, serious internal strife broke out on the Debon...

Coordinates: Debon's stern cabin.

There is a closet in the stern cabin, the key of which only Chen Huoding has. Inside, there is an AK, an M9 pistol, and a row of magazines that only the captain of the Debon has the right to use.

Mr. Chen was taking out the gun with a satisfied look on his face, checking it, and then stuffing the magazine into a small bamboo basket.

Comrade Ma Liu, who was standing next to him, had an angry look on his face and his eyes widened: "Second Master, agree that I should take action this time!"

"Huh? When will it be agreed?" A certain black man with a beard seemed to have amnesia at this time.

"Second Master, don't be a bastard, or you won't make your brothers laugh at you!"

"We are all brothers, so we laugh when we laugh." Chen Huoding had already finished checking the firearms, picked up the AK, and was about to leave the cabin for a big fight. He did not take Ma Liu, who was staring at the AK eagerly, seriously.

"Black guy!" Ma Liu, who was already out of anger, now straightened his face, and took off his usual hypocritical mask. The honorific title of "Second Master" was thrown away from him: "If you don't let me use a gun today,

I won’t serve you anymore!”

"If you don't want to serve me, I won't serve you. I can save some chili noodles."

...Looking at Mr. Chen who was about to go out, and then at Scholar Han who was sitting in the cabin watching the excitement, Ma Liu's face turned red, and he had no choice but to use his big move - seeing that he was following closely

Behind the second master, he bent down and whispered into the second master's ear: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts. You, a black man, really want to join the gang? Hehe, leave the uncle and the old brothers behind and join the big guys.

!”

When Chen Huoding heard this, he suddenly stopped.

"Hehe!" Seeing that this black guy had been impressed by what he said, Ma Liu quickly struck while the iron was hot: "I have already agreed on this practical operation, so don't be a bastard. After I have mastered my skills, you can join the team, brothers.

There is also a trust, right?"

Ma Liu was smiling with a smile on his face. He gently took the ak from the hand of the somewhat sluggish Second Master, and then pulled the bamboo basket away. At this time, the honorific came back again: "Don't worry, Second Master, God knows about this, you know it."

I know..."

Ignoring the black guy who was still there in a daze, Ma Liu took a few steps with his AK in his left hand and the bamboo basket in his right hand, and climbed onto the poop roof as if he were walking on flat ground.

Standing on the stern roof, Ma Liu, who had long hands and long legs, was in high spirits at the moment. He turned his head to look at the Fuzhou fleet that was almost parallel to the Debon. Ma Liu laughed first, and then shouted at the brothers on the deck.

: "Two hundred steps, parallel!"

...The sailors, who were very aware of the ship's unique combat mode, heard the sound and began to skillfully maneuver the sails and rudders. Under the command of the somewhat absent-minded Chen Erye, the Debon slowly moved closer to the Fu ship in the next moment.

Just when the people on the boat thought that the pirates were finally coming to fight, the two sides started to become parallel again at a distance of about 200 meters...

"What are these bitches going to do?" The people on the boat were once again confused.

Of course, they didn't have to be confused for a long time. According to the movement essentials they learned after being kicked and scolded countless times by the gangsters, Comrade Ma Liu was already in the standard prone position and aiming at the next moment. The AK's gunfire flashed.

...

People in future generations will be very happy because everyone lives in a fairy tale world.

Thanks to the film rating boards of various countries, people in later generations understand gun battles like this: the gangsters shoot at close range with small pistols, and then the actors slowly fall down wearing beautiful suits without even bullet holes - be dedicated

I would cover my chest with my hands, not to mention the blood, it doesn’t exist.

What is more classic is the handsome protagonist fighting the gangsters: first, the masked gangsters who are "tens of meters away" are violently attacked with AK, and then the handsome guys instantly retract behind the car door, behind the window, behind the corner..."

"Da da da", a row of bullet holes appeared in the camera. The next moment, the handsome guys showed their heads, raised their pistols and started to fight back...

The real situation is this: within 4oo meters, a 7.62mm bullet fired from a standard AK rifle will easily penetrate car doors, windows, and corners, and then beat the people behind these obstacles into parts.

Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that of every person killed, only 50% of the body can be preserved intact. The arms and thighs flew around, and the kinetic energy of the bullets rushed out of the back of the bowl-sized hole, and blood and internal organs spurted out.

This is the true power of Brother AK.

So the people on the boat were unlucky: the first wave of hits opened a gap in the neat human wall. The first two rounds of short bursts of ak were missed, but the sailors lined up neatly behind the boat did not lie down and call 911.

——Akito has no such awareness at all.

Starting from the third wave, Ma Liu, who had adapted to the rhythm of the muzzle, began to hit the Fuchuan more than 200 meters away. As mentioned before, the wooden bulwarks could not stop the erosion of the 7.62mm bullets, but became an accomplice;

Warheads and plank fragments were flying around the deck at this moment, stumps were flying, blood was spraying, and the human wall formed by the sailors was rapidly collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, people who finally reacted began to practice crawling on the spot. However, this was of no use. The powerful warheads were still penetrating the wooden boards and taking lives.

With a "boom" of artillery, Fuchuan finally launched a counterattack.

Under the forced order of Xie Chushui, who had already fallen into madness, the gunner braved the rain of bullets and lit the fuse of the Tiger Crouching Cannon.

However, this is of no use: the Crouching Tiger Cannon is used to strafe enemy sailors with shotguns at close range at the beginning of the boarding battle. In other words, the Crouching Tiger Cannon can achieve effective kills only if the range is controlled within twenty meters.

And this is a one-shot deal, because after firing this shot, the enemy has already started to join the gang, leaving no opportunity for the gunner to reload.

Now on the undulating bow, firing cannons at the sand ship from a distance of more than 200 meters, the effect can be imagined - the gravel fell like a goddess on the sea between the two sides, without taking away a single cloud.

Xie Chushui finally understood one thing: why this damn sand boat was traveling side by side on the ocean.

However, the cost of understanding this was so heavy that Xie Chushui himself could not escape the fate of being shot: the warhead then hit the Tiger Crouching Cannon and reflected into his abdominal cavity.

Holding back the severe pain in his abdomen, Xie Chushui covered the wound tightly while leaning against the bulwark and shaking his head - he was trying to overcome the dizziness caused by the massive blood loss.

The next moment, gasping for air, Xie Chushui looked at the corpses and mutilated bodies scattered on the ground, as well as the waves of blood that kept flowing as the deck shook. He suddenly pulled a sailor over and said with difficulty: "Fight."

, raise the flag, tell Old Thirteen to leave quickly, abandon...abandon the ship, and run for your lives!"

After saying this, Xie Chushui let go of his hand and began to stagger towards the stern cabin while holding on to the side of the ship - there was also a gun there. Knowing that he would be unlucky today, he planned to make a profit with the gun.

Then hit the road again.

...

From the moment the first bullet was fired to the remaining sailors on the lucky ship jumping into the sea one after another, the whole process seemed lively, but in fact it didn't even last 10 minutes.

In a short period of time, the fleet of blessing boats, which had gone from heaven to hell, had already started the escape mode. The first blessing boat had lost control, and like a drunk truck, its course began to deviate gradually.

The remaining sailors were jumping into the sea from the stern of the ship and swimming towards the intact Fuzhou ship behind them. Xie Shisan, the owner of the latter ship, was giving the order to turn the rudder and order the Fuzhou ship to escape in the direction of the mainland.

However, this is destined to be a useless effort: the Debon, with only 100 sailors and some supplies, is actually an empty ship now, just like an SUV running on the Gobi. The Fuzhou ship is like two heavy trucks filled with sand and gravel.

, no matter how you maneuver, you will be easily overtaken by the SUV and maintain a parallel position of 2oo meters away.

The second battle also ended quickly.

This time, the sailors on the Debon bravely launched a gang-hopping tactic... almost everyone was dead, and 30 people jumped over to clean up the mess.

...

Xie Chushui was trying hard to breathe in the air. He was leaning against the stern wall, his face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and his eyes were fixed on the door.

Noisy shouts were heard outside the cabin door. He knew that the pirates were at the door and someone would rush into the stern cabin soon. However, he was unable to fight back now: the large amount of blood under his body took away all his strength.

Not long after, a pirate carrying a short sword rushed in. He leaned over and looked at Xie Chushui, who was still breathing. The pirate chuckled, then turned and shouted toward the door: "Second Master, there is still a man who is breathing.

of!"

...There was a strange "didi" sound outside the door. A short man with a beard walked into the stern cabin at this time. This man was holding a strange-looking black brick in his hand, and the strange "didi" sound came from the door.

"The sound came from the black bricks.

After the short man entered the door, he did not pay any attention to Xie Chushui. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the things in his hands, searching around the cabin like a feng shui master. It didn't take long for the short man to come to the closet and saw him.

He opened the cabinet door, and with Xie Chushui's disdainful eyes, he took out the silver ingot in the cabinet... No, it was an inconspicuous black box in the corner.

The next moment, Xie Chushui Wushen's eyes suddenly opened wide: He saw the black man put the black box on the table, then took out a bunch of copper keys from his waist, picked out one of them, and after a "click" sound, the piece of

The delicate little copper lock was opened.

After Chen Huoding opened the wooden box, he threw two pairs of satin cloth shoes to the guys at the cabin door. Then he threw the letters from home out of the window and let the sea breeze blow away. Then the second master picked up the wooden box and

While stroking around, he said "tsk tsk" in his mouth: "What a treasure, I have to send it back to Tangzhuang, Fu Lao will need it when he goes to sea!"

...

After Xie Chushui heard this sentence, he was on the verge of death. At this moment, his soul was filled with happiness, and successive scenes flashed before his eyes:

Xie Fuqing, the clan uncle, said with a helpless look: "Red-haired human corpses are everywhere and the city walls are bursting. How can this be a sneak attack?"

The clan uncle Xie Fuqing said angrily: "The second shopkeeper of Tangzhuang is the sworn brother of the leader of the Beggar Clan in Hangzhou... You should leave now... and we will return to Zhangzhou in two boats the day after tomorrow!"

The round-faced servant Wangcai said with a smile: "When Gang arrives at the end of the field, you can see the person who takes the key to open the box."

Xie Chushui suddenly understood. Xie Chushui stared at the black wooden box and breathed his last breath.
Chapter completed!