Back at the hotel, Pandora immediately called the captain, informing him that there was a team of mercenaries in the coalition who was pretending to be pirates, and told the captain not to rush to do it first, otherwise he would startle the snakes and wait for us to capture Ladham alive and get rid of the ghosts.

That night, the revolver, the barge, the shark, the star, and the four rushed to help, and I called Sheebel again to inform her that the operation had begun, and that the mafia freighter had begun to move from the high seas to the Gulf of Aden, and everything was ready to begin.

There was always a moment of silence before the battle, and in the bedroom, Xia and I were lying naked on the bed and entangled together, changing various positions, madly loving each other, as if we were going to rub each other into our bodies.

Tossed until late at night, I sweated profusely and leaned on the head of the bed and lit a cigarette, Xia fell asleep in my arms, I was not addicted to smoking, and I don't have it now, but sometimes I need to smoke one, nicotine can make me think calmly.

I stared out the window at the night, recalling the whole plan to make sure everything went wrong, and when a cigarette was half lit, I got out of bed naked, grabbed a bathrobe and draped it over my body, and slowly walked to the window.

The night was unusually quiet without the sound of gunfire, and I looked at the sea in the distance, and thought to myself of Captain Buck, whose hope of survival was slim after all these days, and that there must have been some other reason why the pirates did not offer the ransom.

The captain used to be a pirate, and he was also a ruthless character at that time, killing people like hemp, and there were countless enemies, and this hijacking operation against him was probably for revenge, these old things are now impossible to investigate, even if they are found out, it is meaningless, and everything is gone when people die.

The captain has been at sea all his life, and only Abadi dares to do anything to him, if it really falls into the hands of that guy, I am afraid that he will not survive, and now I can only pray that God will take care of the captain and give him a glimmer of life, as long as he survives tomorrow, I can save him.

The stinging pain between my fingers reminded me that the cigarette had burned out, and I pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and the moment I turned around, I found a black car parked downstairs on the side of the road, and threw an unextinguished cigarette butt from the window, just a red dot in the darkness flashed away, but it did not escape the eyes of my super sniper.

"Humph!" I snorted coldly, Ladham still didn't feel at ease with me, and sent people to monitor him in the middle of the night, but it didn't matter, what they saw was what I wanted them to see, and if this could reassure Ladham, I would like him to send a few more people over.

When he returned to bed, he was completely sleepy, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Captain Barker's beard, and it seemed that even the air carried the pungent stench of his body.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Thea didn't know when she opened her eyes and leaned sideways on my shoulder.

"Nothing, can't sleep." I chuckled and reached into my arms.

"You're worried about the captain, aren't you?" She can always read my mind, and I can't hide anything from her.

"yes, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for us." I sighed and rested my chin on Thea's forehead.

"God will bless him." When you are powerless in the face of death, you can only comfort yourself with this ethereal faith, which is the meaning of faith.

"Will it?" I looked down into Thea's eyes, hoping to give me an affirmative answer.

"Of course, trust me." Thea pulled my head over and held it in her arms, like all the warmth of the world was around me, and smelling her scent, my heart was completely calm.

At eight o'clock the next night, dozens of clippers gathered at the seaside pier, one of which was a medium-sized freighter for me, and a group of eight of us stood on the pier, all dressed in black trench coats, with weapons and equipment all over their waists.

In addition to us, there were more than 300 heavily armed pirates gathered around, and these guys looked at us fiercely, using their fiercest side to gain a sense of existence, or put pressure on us, but the more they did this, the more I felt more like a group of clowns who were doing the same.

The most strange thing for me is that there are more than a dozen children of seven or eight years old among these people, these skinny children, carrying AKs taller than themselves, with grenades hanging around their waists, and there is no trace of innocence in their eyes, but they are full of murder.

I know that these are child soldiers trained by pirates, they have grown up in the dead since childhood, and they are afraid that they kill no fewer people than those adult pirates, I have seen child soldiers in the Democratic Republic of the Congo and Angola before, but they see corpses, and they have never fought with these children.

"What are you doing with so many baby soldiers?" Revolver stood next to me and whispered.

"God knows what the hell that guy is up to." I don't understand what Ladham is thinking.

"Hey, kid, at what age do you come to war and can you carry a gun?" The idle revolver walked over and squatted in front of a baby soldier and asked with a smile.

The little guy stared at the left wheel without saying a word, and just when the left wheel wanted to continue to tease him, his eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his hand and slashed at the left wheel's neck.

The left wheel smiled slightly, did not dodge or dodge, raised two fingers and instantly clamped the blade in the child's hand, with a slight force, a crisp sound, and the blade was broken into two parts.

"Killing people is not an easy matter, you are still far away, learn slowly!" With a wave of the revolver, the blade slammed into the plank under his feet, more than two inches deep into the plank, and then reached out and touched the child's head, turning back to me, leaving the child soldier stunned to look at his back.

"You've been taught badly by children." The barge said a word without being salty.

"They're worse than me, so they don't need me to teach." Revolver smiled bitterly, feeling sorry for these children, who should be in school at this age, but they are killing people with guns.

"Ladham is here, I'm the boss now, don't show it." A few cars drove not far away, and I hurriedly reminded them that everyone was used to calling me an assassin, and if I accidentally leaked my mouth, with Radham's suspicious personality, I immediately had to turn my face.

"Understand the boss, we try not to talk." Zuolun habitually wanted to salute the army, but fortunately, the star slapped back the hand he was about to raise quickly, and then everyone glared at him fiercely, and Zuolun shrugged apologetically and hid behind the goddess.

The sedan stopped on the edge of the dock, and Ladham disembarked with a group of men, all well prepared, all dressed in sailors' clothes and bulging weapons at their waists.

"I'm not late, am I?" As soon as Ladham came over, the pirates on the side stood up straight, especially respectful to him.

"Just right!" I pointed to my watch and smiled at him and nodded.

"Mr. Chen brought so many subordinates today?" Radham glanced behind me.

"I'm going to leave Somalia when I get the goods, and of course all my men have to go with me." I explained expressionlessly, sneering secretly in my heart, eight people is too many, and I don't look at how many people I have brought.