Time, January 5, 1986, weather, fine. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see, the turquoise sea is not rippling, and although there are no familiar seagulls chirping above, there is still the roar of motors around.

Black Reef Trading Company's first smuggling ship, the missile-modified torpedo boat Black Reef, is on its way to Cape Verde. Even at the speed of an ordinary ship, after a day and night of sailing, it is time to reach its destination.

The driver, a black man with no hair, was more than 6.5 feet tall, wearing a suit of military shorts, a sturdy T-shirt, an army green jacket, and black sunglasses, and was looking very seriously into the distance.

Fire control radar showed that the Coast Guard of the Cape Verde Islands was patrolling the vicinity, and although they were far less equipped than the Black Reef, it was impossible to spot the torpedo boat in advance, but Dolphy could not take the risk.

"Actually, it's better to sneak in at night, but ...... Hmph, the Cape Verde Islands, there are so many places to moor. ”

Even an ordinary fishing boat has to be reported to the coast guard when it encounters it, let alone a missile-modified torpedo boat with great fanfare. However, the charm of the so-called smuggling lies here, whether it is a land customs or a sea checkpoint, what the smugglers have to do is to play a good role with this group of officials and gentlemen who live the same life every day and live a fresh and exciting life every day.

The border of the territorial waters of the target had been reached for a long time, but Ducky did not rush deeper, but slowly drove along the border line towards the destination. Cape Verde is an archipelago and there are many places to stop, but not all of them. What Ducky needed was a dock that wouldn't be obtrusive and would allow him to buy the supplies he needed.

The future is long, and the oil drums in the cabin have been depleted by a day and night of sailing, and he must replenish them at all times to make sure nothing goes wrong.

To be precise, the Cape Verde archipelago is located in the North Atlantic Ocean, five hundred kilometers from the West African country of Senegal. Composed of 15 islands, large and small, this is a country lacking natural resources, but because of its small population, even a mere 500,000 can barely make up the situation, so it is very politically stable, and the tourism industry is booming, and it has become a comfortable country in Africa, and the quality of life is enough to rank among the top African countries.

So, it's a good place to stay. Otherwise, if the chairman of the dignified Black Reef Trading Company, a retired soldier specializing in smuggling business, was shot dead by the anti-government armed forces or something during a refueling process on the way to his post, then this joke would be a big joke~

Before you know it, the Black Reef has driven many nautical miles around the boundary of the territorial waters, and Ducky is aiming for a long, narrow island in the middle of two large islands.

Time, 11:30 a.m., location, the boundary of the territorial sea somewhere in the Republic of Cape Verde.

According to the radar, the Coast Guard has just left here, and it will take at least half an hour before their radar detection radius sweeps here again.

Half an hour can really be a lot to happen.

"Haha, let's go!"

The sound of the motor roared wildly, and the fire control radar easily grasped the exact location of the surrounding coast guard at a distance far beyond the perception range of the other party.

I saw that on the dark green radar screen, the red dots representing the opposing ships were always flashing at the edge, and even if the Black Reef crossed the boundary line of the territorial sea in an instant, and rushed frantically towards the land that was almost within reach, they did not react!

Although he knew that he would be fine, caution was still necessary, and after the initial excitement had passed, Ducky calmed down immediately. He held the rudder in both hands, his eyes firmly fixed on the sea heading, and at the same time did not forget to keep an eye on the fire control radar that was working normally.

He knew that in the same island country, the difficulty of breaking through Cape Verde was nothing. If one day, his big boss Alice asks him to go to Japan for smuggling, then it is called a thrill.

As a maritime military power, if the United States says that it is the second in the world, then no one dares to say that it is the first. But if it were the turn of the next person next to the United States, all the countries in the world would unanimously agree, and it would definitely be Japan.

It is not an easy task to rely on ships of unknown origin to bring smuggled goods ashore or out of the country under the blockade of that country's coast guard!

But it's also challenging!

Seeing that traces of land finally appeared on the line between the sea and the sky in the distance, even Daqi, who had already passed through the strong wind and waves, couldn't help but feel a burst of blood boiling.

"The beginning of a new life, Alice's little girl, don't let me down!"

If the Cape Verde archipelago as a whole is very scarce in natural resources, then the one that Ducky chose to log on is even more so. Not even a decent dock could be found, and after breaking through to the front, Ducky simply parked the torpedo boat under a remote cliff. After lowering the anchor, we slowly paddle ashore in a rubber boat and paddle onto a deserted beach.

"Even this kind of island will definitely have a dock, after all, Cape Verde has only a few islands. If you find the dock, you can find oil, and I hope the other party can sell it to me......"

With that in mind, Ducky began to walk along the coast, and according to the map, he should not be able to walk a few hundred yards to reach the border of a small town. However, after all, this is a country with a population of less than 500,000, and a stranger like himself can easily buy and sell oil with him?

It is estimated that even if you buy it, the next second will be to call the police, right?

It only took a second to realize, and Dutch knew better that he would have to face this dilemma throughout his journey to Thailand. And this problem is precisely the test that Alice gave him.

Being able to safely drive a stateless missile-torpedo boat from Barbados in Central America all the way to Thailand, this is his internship period, right?

Or an interview?

After all, this is a smuggling industry, and even the so-called retired elite veterans are only through resumes.

After trekking a few hundred yards up a small hill, and sure enough, a calm town came into sight of Ducky.

Dozens of bungalows were built on a vacant lot, and the streets were well-built concrete roads. Daqi stood in the distance and looked quietly, and could see that there were still churches in the town, but for a while there was no trace of the car, and there was no sign of the people.

"Tsk, it's such a quiet and peaceful little place, it's so far from Roanapura that I can't do business with them. ”

As he walked slowly towards the town, Ducky even complained.

Yes, if this was his destination, the dark capital of Thailand, he wouldn't have to be as careful as he is now.

The Coast Guard and the Thai Coast Guard knew that they would not be cruising near Roanapura, otherwise it would not be the other side who would be killed by the rockets.

In the same way, the question of identity is easy to deal with, there are a few good things in that city, no, I should say that there are good things everywhere. Ruffians, mercenaries, smugglers, triads, killers, ****** and even CIAs, there are only people who can't be expected, so as far as the general transaction is concerned, the people there will not ask who is from where they come from or who cares!

But now it's different, for a country with a population of less than 500,000, the old people in this town are afraid that they have seen every resident of the country, right?

Ducky slowly approached the town, and he could tell that the people of the island must have gone fishing. The seagulls chirping in the sky in the distance, if it weren't for the fishy smell on the fishing boats, how could they be so excited?

After finally stepping onto the town's first concrete road, Ducky's footsteps did not stop at all, and walked straight towards the goal.

As early as he looked out from the top of the hill, sweeping in his eyes on all the buildings that might have cars, he was now heading towards the only fish buying company in town. Maybe it's a chain operation, after all, fishermen everywhere have to sell their goods while they are fresh, right?

So, there must be diesel and kerosene there.

"Hey, my balls!"

The voice of Portuguese, a boy of seven or eight years old suddenly ran out of the corner, and Ducky was walking down the street, instinctively hiding himself in front of a door.

"Hey, Amilik, give me back my balls!"

The boy ran straight to the other end of the street, perhaps just now, when his friend snatched his treasure.

Alone, Dutch couldn't talk to anyone, and he didn't speak, he just smiled.

Maybe after stealing that company, you can leave a hundred dollars in the town? )