"Actually, I don't just know the exact location of the ship...... I also knew that this ship would sink on time in five minutes!"

I said to the phone with infinite joy in my heart.

"Yes, I admit that you are a great man, but I will tell you one thing, and that is that as long as my ship does not attack first, then your country has no reason to sink my ship.

Otherwise, it will involve political issues, and it will be a political issue, you know? Your country will be very passive!"

At the end of the sentence, Naban was almost hoarse, as if doing so would make the timidity in his heart disappear, and his words would no longer be a bluff.

"Political issues? No, no, no. Dear friend, I think you have made a mistake, the warship is a political issue when it strikes at your ship, and I take action against your ship. That's called a personal vendetta.

I don't represent anyone, let alone my country, I only represent myself, and it's between me and you. Or rather, this is between me and you Somali sailors.

The most important thing is that if I want to sink your ship, I will naturally not leave any handles.

Well, there are still four minutes and thirty seconds left, and you can tell your men to rush to that area at once and rescue your crew members who are about to fall overboard, I am very generous, and I will not take ransom for these people. ”

I'll wipe it, buddy, who has small shoulders and small heads, can't afford to represent the country, so let's make it clear first, so as not to bite Naban.

"Can I think you're continuing to intimidate me? Don't pretend to be inscrutable, you're just a Chinese merchant, and you can only order the crew of your own cargo ship!

Come on, friend, tell me about the forces behind you, and let me scare the fart!"

Naban seemed so sure that I didn't dare attack his ship first, and although he didn't know how I was spying on the clippers, he had no fear of the political blackmail he had relied on for his survival.

The shock of my silent surveillance of his Clippers is a bit over, and the cowardice is now back in the air.

I laughed twice and said into the phone, "Naban, if I were you, I would send rescue ships and personnel first." It's not a bad thing to be insured, okay, aside, I'll have to give orders to my men.

Remember, call your men to rescue the waterman, or you'll be eaten by a shark too late, but don't blame me for not warning you beforehand!"

It doesn't matter whether Naban on the other end of the phone is confident or nervous. I'm ready to do it.

These days, I have been watching movies with Hachi, and it is just a video of some underwater monsters attacking ships, and I can finally relive the old dream of destroying ships, not only Hachi, but even myself am a little excited.

I'm going to have to smash a few boats or something every few days, and if that's the case, I'm going to become a public enemy of the world in a short time!

Through the not deep water, I could see that the little leader on the clipper took out his phone again, and after muttering a few words, the cargo began to direct the clipper to return at full speed.

Looking at the little boss holding up the phone all the time, I knew that Naban must have kept the cargo on the phone for five minutes in order to keep up with the latest developments on the clipper.

Well, since you're willing to listen to the live broadcast, buddy has you covered.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the black clipper, which was speeding on the sea, froze suddenly, and then flew up like a stunt in the frightened expressions of the pirates on board, and the huge hole in the bottom of the ship silently told of its tragic fate!

For a veteran ship-smashing expert who often shoots at large freighters. How to get a small 500-ton clipper into the air is simply too pediatric.

This is just that I am more satisfied with the preferential treatment of hostages by Somali sailors, and I did not use a reckless killing machine, so I used a more high-level trick, otherwise, it will definitely make this clipper ship directly turn into a fireball!

To be honest, it is far easier to destroy this clipper directly than to make it run aground!

In fact, I want to achieve this effect now. It wasn't a difficult task, I just placed the big hook diagonally on the course of the clipper, and naturally let it perform an aerial spaceship, and as for the big hole in the bottom of the boat, of course, it was scratched by the sharp hook of the big hook.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud as I watched the black clipper that flew out thirty or forty meters in the air slammed headlong back into the sea, and the people on board staggered.

Actually smashing a giant freighter is not as refreshing as this kind of trickery.

After the Clippers smashed back into the sea. Sinking rapidly, the seven pirates had to jump into the sea one after another, and the little leader was very watery, until I left, the satellite phone in his hand was not wet, and it was being used normally!

Half an hour later, the phone rang again.

"Tell me, did you ask the submarine to come against my ship? This is a violation of our sovereignty in Somalia, it is a grossly irresponsible act, it is an act of provoking the flames of war, and you cannot afford to take that responsibility. Absolutely can't afford it!"

Listening to Naban's hoarse roar, I laughed.

"Submarine, friend, are you kidding? Your eye saw the submarine haunting? It was clearly your subordinate who accidentally ran aground, how can you blame me?

All right. The first game is over, let's move on to the next one.

I seem to see a black clipper swaying around that area again, is it your new patrol boat?

There are quite a few people on this ship, I'll count. There were twelve of them, all armed to the teeth, Naban, my friend, are you preparing for war?

Well, I'm not going to guess what you're thinking, I'm a guy who prefers to go straight, and although I'm reluctant, I have to tell you that this clipper will still sink on time in five minutes!"

It's fun to tease the nerves of an enemy who can't fight back, especially if the enemy has just tricked you out for $10 million.

I ignore Naban's political blackmail. Just to inform him that the latest ship will sink in five minutes, like the clipper just now, I believe that in the face of strong strength, Naban's good friend should quickly learn how to communicate with me in the normal way.

"You...... You devil. What the hell do you want?" Naban has long lost the composure and momentum he began to have, and it is obvious that the discovery that I have the ability to mobilize submarines has made him lose his original calmness and calmness, just like the second generation who are shouting that their father is so-and-so, and suddenly see that they are facing aliens who ignore their father, and instantly crush the foundation they rely on to support their nonsense from the bottom of their hearts, and immediately beat them back to the straw bale prototype.

"What do you want to do? I've already said what I've asked, return my ransom money, and give me another $100 million in mental damages, and we'll be able to sit and chat happily, won't we?"

My tone was relaxed and flat, like a white-collar worker in an office building discussing with a colleague which small restaurant to go to eat at after work at noon.

Of course, it is obviously impossible to expect Naban to give in like this, even if this cowardly is soft-hearted, he is not qualified to agree to my conditions, but I just checked on the Internet, the current boss of the Somali sailors is called Divayo, and there is no guy named Naban among the main cadres.

Maybe the news on the Internet is not timely enough, but it is enough to prove that Naban's status among the Somali sailors is not very high, at most he is a role such as a regional head.

"You're talking in your sleep! You're crazy! You don't know who you've provoked, you don't know what kind of revenge you're going to face!" Naban was completely furious, and the thing began to shout brainlessly.

"It has always been us Somali sailors who accept other people's money, and on the sea, we Somali sailors have no habit of paying! At the beginning, the Ukrainian government was so tough, and in the end, it had to send money obediently, and I didn't even dare to say a word, I don't believe that you are more capable than the Ukrainian government!"

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