Jessica turned her head to look at Fat B, hesitated a little embarrassed, and finally said with a serious face: "Chrysanthemum!" ”

Whew――

The laughter of the hall instantly sounded in the cabin.

The four male compatriots of the Sword of Punishment almost burst out laughing one by one.

It's just that poor fat B can only force himself to laugh lightly twice, he doesn't dare to laugh because he is afraid of letting go of the accelerator under his feet.

The unease and tension that had filled the cabin was immediately swept away.

"What's so funny, you want me to translate it directly, and when is it now, you can still laugh." Jessica pursed her lips dissatisfied, she was not a fool, she could naturally see that the joke just now was caused by herself. But in a hurry, she didn't have the time and extra energy to embellish the vulgar Indonesian coast guard's shouts with more appropriate sentences.

"That's it! Guys, it's time for us to get down to business. The corners of Qin Jun's mouth raised slightly, and he walked to the door of the cabin in a few steps, and stomped on the bottom of the boat with a submachine gun.

"Hey! Boss, I'm just waiting for you to speak. "Fat B was in good spirits.

"Fat B is at the helm and continues to chase the speedboat at full speed, but it will take an irregular S-shaped course." Qin Jun took out a cigarette and lit it with one hand.

"Roger!" Fat B shouted loudly, and his hands tightly grasped the course plate.

"Kevin. You're in charge of protecting Miss Jessica in the cabin, as she is our employer. ”

"Oh, praise God, I love this task." Kevin smiled lewdly and crawled towards Jessica.

"Let's go, it's time for us to play." Qin Jun didn't look at Han Yu, but walked out towards the deck.

Han Yu smiled slightly, and followed behind Qin Jun with a sniper rifle.

On deck, the sea breeze howled, and the roar of the engines of the four patrol boats was even more deafening.

However, because of this, Qin Jun didn't need to look up to observe with his eyes at all, he could judge the location and distance of the four patrol boats just by listening to the sounds.

"Two on the left, at 10 o'clock and 11 o'clock. Two ships on the right, 1 and 2 o'clock. Qin Jun made a simple gesture to Han Yu.

In such a noisy environment, it is obvious that gesture communication will be more convenient.

Han Yu smiled cynically and made an OK gesture at Qin Jun.

"Quack, Ulu-Ulu" The loudspeaker horn on the police patrol boat is still ringing. It's just that even people who don't know Indonesian can hear it, and the tone of the horn starts to become more harsh and impatient.

The coast guards on the two nearest patrol boats even couldn't hold back their desire to raise their submachine guns and warn the yacht in front of them with another wave of bullets. Let these people who dare to commit adultery under their noses taste their awesomeness.

Suddenly, at the exit of the cabin of the yacht in front of me, a jet-black thing appeared, which stood out against the reflection of the setting sun and the white yacht.

What is that?

Some of the coast guards, half-crouched in patrol boats, stood up to see what was going on.

But at this moment, a dazzling tongue of fire flashed on the black thing.

At the same time, the sound of bullets ringing out of the chamber resounded above the sea level.

What is this? Vain revolt?

Are you kidding? Does the other side want to use a submachine gun to compete with their four police patrol boats, which are heavily armed and even equipped with small-caliber water torpedo launchers?

After discovering that the jet-black thing was a submachine gun, the coast guards did not take it seriously. Instead, he looked at the submachine gun that kept spewing tongues of fire as if it were a joke.

All the ships were moving at high speeds, and the coast guards did not think that such a random sweep without aiming would cause them any real damage.

However, the subsequent screams and the sound of falling into the water made the hearts of all the coast guards who saw this scene turn in shock.

On the deck of a patrol boat closest to the yacht, the three gun-wielding coast guards who were originally squatting on the yacht have long since disappeared. Nothing but a few pools of red blood and weapons scattered across the deck.

Obviously. The rain of bullets that seemed lethal to the coast guards just now killed three of their companions in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, wow, wow."

The sound of the speaker's horn changed tone again, this time full of warnings and threats. Apparently he found himself killed a few people, and gave an ultimatum.

At this time, all the coast guards reacted, and they hurriedly raised their guns. Re-aim the crosshair at the yacht ahead.

A swift figure rushed out of the hatch of the ship like a ghost, and after three or two steps, he stepped onto the side of the yacht, jumped over, faced the howling sea breeze, jumped over the blue sea, and jumped from the yacht onto the patrol boat that had killed three coast guards.

Da Da Da -

The tongue of fire sprayed wildly, and it was still the jet-black submachine gun, which was tightly held in the hand of this figure, and even in the process of jumping over the sea with super difficulty, it did not stop for half a second.

The nearest patrol boat is separated from the yacht by at least four to five meters. At a distance of four or five meters, I jumped like this, and I am afraid that only an international Olympic champion has such an amazing bounce power. And between the two ships, it is a deep sea area far from the coast.

The coast guards felt that their eyes were completely inadequate, and the other side could take out three well-trained coast guards with just a chaotic strafing shot, and the distance of four or five meters was only a short run-up and jumped easily.

Who is the other person?

Although the coast guards were frightened and frightened, the submachine guns in their hands were not idle, and the bullets kept chasing the pace of the figure, making bullet holes in the hull of the ship, or splashing waves on the sea, but none of the bullets could really hurt the other party.

Da-da-da-da.

Several ships continued to speed on the surface of the sea without slowing down, and the sound of gunfire continued to ring out one after another. The place of the exchange of fire, in an instant, was transferred, from the yacht to the four patrol boats.

Letting the howling sea breeze hang on his cheeks like a knife, Qin Jun's eyes were calm, and the submachine gun in his hand was already hot. After jumping onto the patrol boat, he used the bunker on the boat to engage in a fierce exchange of fire.

Da-da-da-da. Knock knock.

Everywhere there was the screeching sound of gunfire and bullets hitting the metal hull.

On the coast guard's side, several more people were shot, and when they were blown by the sea breeze, their bodies were unstable on their feet, and they immediately rolled off the patrol boat traveling at high speed and fell into the endless seawater. Even if he doesn't die on the spot, he falls into this deep sea with no end in sight, and the only thing waiting for him is to die in the belly of the fish.

After Qin Jun jumped out of the cabin and jumped onto the patrol boat in three or two steps, almost all the coast guards' eyes were attracted by his miraculous figure.

But no one noticed that after Qin Jun left, another cold barrel quietly stretched out from the hatch of the ship.

Bang -

A high-speed spinning sniper bullet whizzed out.

Piercing the sea breeze, a large-caliber sniper bullet grazed over the head of a coast guard, and finally, accurately hit the torpedo launcher warhead of a patrol boat at 2 o'clock.

Rumble!!

Before the torpedo could be launched, it was detonated in an instant, and for a time the flames shone brightly, almost reflecting half the sky.