The two tied their sail ropes and set off in the sea breeze.

There were only simple tools and bandaging supplies in the backpack that Zhang Qiang handed over to them, the cold weapon that Nie Chuan took was Moying, and Andrew had a big dagger pinned to his waist.

The red canvas stands out against the ocean, like a white sesame seed mixed with a black sesame seed.

The terrorists can easily see the sailboat, and of course, this is their goal, as long as they kill the two people on board, then the participants will be rewarded with freedom and a million dollars.

"What are we going to eat?" Nie Chuan flipped through his backpack and couldn't help but sigh.

"Herring, isn't that a fishing rod?" Andrew gave him a blank look.

"Herring?" Nie Chuan didn't react.

"It's just the usual canned herring. Andrew explained.

"I ......" thing stinks, it's dizzy.

"Fart!"

"That's because canned herring is a long-term food, but herring itself is a fishy upper-class fish, and it is fermented by the way canned food is made, and it has a so-called smell. ”

"It doesn't smell in itself. ”

Andrew looked at the stupid Nie Chuan with a helpless expression.

"The food is not the main thing, the main thing is this canvas. Andrew looked at Nie Chuan, with a look of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"Red canvas, what should I do?" Nie Chuan pursed.

"Now it's about three miles from the shore, you can lower the canvas, and you can see if there are any enemy ships nearby. Andrew pulled the sail rope and told Nie Chuan to look around.

Andrew removed the red canvas from the mast and folded it neatly at his feet.

Because of this, they became the first sailing ship in this ocean without sails.

"Enemy ships approaching on the right!" Nie Chuan shouted.

Andrew looked in the direction Nie Chuan pointed, it was a sail passenger ship, which could accommodate ten people.

"That's not good. Andrew narrowed his eyes, and a black ship emerged from the dense fog three hundred meters to the right.

Based on the speed, Andrew calculated the estimated time of the encounter, which was less than a minute.

The visibility of this vast ocean is only about 300 meters, and beyond 300 meters, only a thick fog remains.

Andrew's calf has been specially bandaged, and it has not affected normal walking, but strenuous activity is still not good, it can only be said that Andrew's strength, because of the calf, strength) has dropped by three percent as a whole.

If there were ten people on that ship, two would have died.

"What should I do?" Nie Chuan asked

"Frontal steel!" The muscles in Andrew's face twitched.

He knew that there was no other way but frontal steel.

Even if you hide in the water, the boat is still here, and if you fall into the water in this weather, you can basically say goodbye.

"Get out your weapons!"

"Say goodbye to the past!"

"Say hello to death!"

"If we're lucky enough to survive!"

"Remember, sunshine is our pleasure. ”

Andrew gripped the blade of the sword back, and Nie Chuan pulled out the ink shadow.

A minute passed quickly, and the sailboat had already arrived.

Nie Chuan's palms were already sweating.

Airplanes!

A crossbow bolt was fired into the side of the sailboat.

The tail of the arrow trembles, telling the rhythm of bloodthirsty music.

"What's going on!"

"Isn't it just cold weapons?" Nie Chuan's eyes widened.

"Crossbow arrows are also cold weapons. ”

Andrew's eyes narrowed.

"Ten meters!"

Andrew pulled out the flying blade from his waist and squeezed it in the palm of his hand.

Shout!

Another crossbow bolt flew out of the cabin, and Andrew's eyes were like an eagle, and he instantly shot out the flying blade in his hand.

The black bolt swept past Andrew's face.

At the same time, a streak of blood splattered from a fist-sized hole in the cabin.

"Five meters!"

Andrew's brow furrowed!

"Three meters!"

"Up!" Many terrorists poured out of the cabin on the opposite side of the ship.

Just as the sailboat was about to collide with Nie Chuan and the others, the two of them jumped up and stepped onto the enemy's sailboat.

The sailboat was ten meters long, a typical dual-purpose sailing ship, which could accommodate ten people, and Andrew had killed one person just now, and now there were nine people left.

The moment Andrew saw the enemy, he rushed out, stabbed a man in the throat, and in an instant blood shot out, staining half of Andrew's face red.

Nie Chuan was not far behind, he raised his knife and cut off a person's arm, making him lose his combat effectiveness.

Andrew is fatal with a knife, and Nie Chuan is crippled by a knife.

It's all like telling a blood-colored picture, the people on it, the things on it, just like here.

Andrew stabbed his foe in the chest, while Nie Chuan wielded his ink shadow to harvest limbs.

Everything is moving forward, everything is sublimating.

After all, two fists are invincible to four hands, and Andrew lost his mind, and was found by an enemy, and was about to wave his hand to chop the machete under Andrew's tenacious eyes, and Nie Chuan swept his eyes and quickly threw out the ink shadow in his hand.

In Andrew's eyes, a silver light pierced the enemy's chest in an instant, and almost in the next moment, the enemy was dead.

Nie Chuan grabbed the arm of the enemy in front of him, and an over-the-shoulder throw threw him to the deck, hard leather shoes