"Okay guys, I don't have time to think too much, let's take action!" Lin Rui clapped his hands and shouted. "We don't attack from the outside, because that's basically impossible, and the only way is to blow up an entrance. ”

Park Dong-sang and Crazy Horse pulled C4 explosives out of their sealed pouches and trained them to be mounted on the heavy bulkheads.

With a muffled popping sound, a large hole was blown out of the entire gate. This Pu Dong's grasp of the amount of detonation used for the cone charge has reached the realm of supernatural perfection, and before he entered Black Island, he was a blasting expert carefully selected by a radical organization.

"We have twenty minutes to get everything done before they get back here. Lin Rui led the team members into the passage corridor, "So, everyone's movements give me speed, speed, speed, speed!"

Crazy Horse, Sergei, Park Dong-sang and Yelena all rushed inside after Lin Rui. There was a heavy protective hatch that blocked their progress. "Get it out of the way, we're pretty close. Zhao Jianfei looked at the electronic map and shouted.

Park Dong-sang quickly rushed forward and placed the explosives properly.

After another explosion, they continued to rush forward.

"We've destroyed the ship's power, can they still use the weapons system right now?" Crazy Horse seemed a little worried.

"There's no problem, the backup power supply for the ship's weapons systems is working properly, we can't cut it off, and it's for weapons systems. Zhao Jianfei frowned and replied, "The armed design of this ship is really powerful to the point of perversion. ”

They blew open three more locked protective hatches along the way, and the rest of the action was smooth. With the collapse of the door of the last protective hatch outside the battle control room, a long corridor appeared in front of them, and in the rooms on either side of the corridor were a large number of armed personnel of the Secret Society and British rebels.

The bullets rained down like a torrential rain, and the bullets made a loud noise as they hit the heavy steel plates. But the red baron in the combat control room didn't seem to be worried at all.

"They've hit the outside. God, these mercenaries are tough enough. The Red Baron shrugged his shoulders and said, "What are you doing?"

"Goal setting is done, and we

"I don't need you to tell me that we have to do something. Take care of your people first, let them do their jobs, and we must get it done before that base does anything to us. As for these British, they are no longer your compatriots, do not forget that you are now traitors. Be ready to launch, but don't allow anyone to do it until I've seriously considered the pros and cons. The Red Baron said lightly.

"Baron, what are you going to consider?" Sadland, bleeding from his forehead, walked over with a rebel soldier in his arms, "Are you really thinking about attacking Diego Garcia's base?" he was shocked. "There are thousands of people in that base, are we going to kill them all? That's not the original plan!"

"They're dead. The Red Baron's tone was extremely cold, "By the time they chose to use these mercenaries to launch a surprise attack on us, they were already dead, and the difference was only when and how they died. This was really not the case with the previous plan, but now our ship has been damaged and has lost the lead.

If nothing else, they will attack us in a very short time. The warplanes on the island will start to strike at us in batches. Their warships will also be dispatched one after the other. It is true that the Zumwalt-class destroyers are powerful, but they are invincible with two fists and four hands. If you don't take the opportunity to hit them in a wave, you will fall completely into passivity. ”

"But many of the British soldiers on the island are my former comrades-in-arms, and if I can't save and protect them, I hope that I won't be the ones who will slaughter them in the end. Sadland replied, "We have only mentioned the seizure of ships, not the use of the ship's armament against the British Navy." ”

The red baron was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this captain's loneliness and indifference would have such persistence in addition to it.

"Yes, I am a traitor. Because I owe the Society, I even owe the Society a life. Maybe that's true of all of us. But I still have the heart of a British **, and I can still distinguish between right and wrong. We can't launch missiles at Diego Garcia. "I refuse to do such a thing against my conscience." ”

"Captain, if you refuse, you're in trouble. One of the Order members sneered, raising his assault rifle slightly.

The British rebels and the militants of the Secret Order in the control room continued to watch the situation unfold, ready to come forward to support their respective commanders.

The Red Baron took a few steps forward, trying to regain control of the already bad situation. "Shut up, you all shut up your foul mouths for me. We can negotiate a solution to the matter and find a mutually satisfactory outcome. ”

"What kind of ending is mutually satisfying? I have done what the Secret Order wants me to do, even betraying my country. But I refuse to kill those British ** people. Captain Sadland didn't back down, "I can't do the ones that killed me. In fact, when we captured the ship, I was against killing. ”

The member of the Order raised the muzzle of the assault rifle a little higher. "If I were you, I wouldn't be so careless about the bigger picture. "Now that the situation is unfavorable, we have to regain the initiative." ”

"What we have to do is get this boat back up and take everyone out of this damn sea. Then leave the boat to you, and we will take the money and go our separate ways. "I refuse to kill, we really have to abandon this plan." ”

The Order's militants raised their rifles and pointed them at Captain Sadland's chest. "No one here has the right to make any decisions on their own, except for the baron. ”

"Lay down your weapons. The Red Baron coldly ordered, and the people on both sides had already drawn their guns, and the British rebels and the Secret Order forces confronted each other.

"Baron, I don't think this old fellow will make the slightest compromise or concession. A member of the Order said to the Red Baron.

Captain Sadland also raised the assault rifle in his hand, "I stand by my opinion, I am a warrior, not a ruthless killer." I'm a rebel, but that doesn't mean I'm inhuman. ”