Sniper A patted his companion on the shoulder and motioned for him to stop first: "I think the best way to attack now is not only to kill the enemies on the deck, but also to take care of the enemies in the wheelhouse of the ship if you have the opportunity, otherwise when the ship moves, it will increase the difficulty of our hit." ”

"Speak for granted, leave the enemies on deck to me." Sniper B nodded.

As a result, they began to take their own responsibilities and shift their focus to their respective areas of responsibility.

At this time, the anchor had been slowly pulled up to the water, and a helmsman turned the rudder of the freighter with all his strength, trying to turn it around and flee towards the distant sea, just as he was engrossed in watching the movement on the sea, he saw a "boom", his head was hit by a sniper bullet, raising a blood mist, and then he fell on the rudder, because his body pressed against the rudder, causing the ship's course to deviate, causing it to slant in the direction of the beach. Another sailor, who was in the cab controlling the electronic instrumentation equipment, found that his companion had been shot and fell to the ground, and was about to run over to reach out to help, when another bullet accurately hit his left lung, fortunately, it almost hit his heart and did not kill him instantly, but the severe pain of the shot in the lung made him feel suffocated, and he could only fall to the ground and let out a slight moan.

Since there were only two people in the wheelhouse, the enemies on the deck were naturally ignorant of the events that had just been experienced in the wheelhouse. They were also immersed in the joy of the helicopter that had just been forced away by force, and in order to better control the situation, they began to drive the surrounding refugees into the containers, thinking that as long as they escaped from here, everything would be fine.

Sniper B held his breath and locked onto the two enemies standing next to each other on the deck, who were busy pushing the crowd back into the container with the butt of their rifles, unaware of the impending deadly threat, Sniper B decisively pulled the trigger, and the two enemies fell to the ground one after the other.

Only then did these militants discover the danger and shouted loudly: "There is an enemy!" Beware of concealment! But when they looked around, they couldn't find any sign of the enemy, and the surrounding sea was empty, and there were no U.S. Coast Guard patrol ships or other ships passing by, so where did the bullets come from? It wasn't until they turned their eyes to the sky that they found that in the dark night sky 300 meters away, there seemed to be two red dots flashing one by one, which were the lights of the helicopter.

Now that they have discovered the threat in the air, the militants have raised their weapons and tilted their anger towards the distant sky, but because the distance is too far, and from a distance from the ship, because the fuselage of the helicopter is shrouded in the deep night, so that they can hardly see each other clearly without night vision devices, and the target in the air is only the red dot the size of a soybean emitted by the helicopter navigation lights, and the AK47 automatic rifle with poor long-range shooting accuracy is also equipped by these guys, and most of the bullets are missed.

Even if the occasional sporadic bullet hit the target, the helicopter's sturdy titanium bulletproof fuselage and cabin bulletproof glass protected it from a small spark could not hurt it in the slightest.

Just as these militants were stubbornly resisting on the ship, delusionally trying to knock down the helicopter with their unruly marksmanship, they were greeted by an even more rapid return fire from the opposing snipers, almost killing them with one shot, and the enemies on the deck fell to the ground one after another.

A few of the more savvy enemies finally realized that they were no match for helicopters at all, and they searched for places around them where they could hide from the aerial snipers.

But what happened to the cargo ship that seemed to be heading for land? Could it be that one of his people is an undercover police agent who is operating a ship to deliver them to the police? Sensing that something was not right, the two bandits left the deck and hurried up the gangway towards the wheelhouse.

The two snipers, who were three hundred meters away, saw all this through the night vision scope in time, and they would not give these criminals a chance to adjust the course of the ship and escape from here. As soon as the trigger was pulled, and two more "boom" shots, the two unlucky guys rolled down the gangway.

At this time, the freighter was getting closer and closer to the beach, and seeing that the first half of the hull was about to run aground in the sea, the surviving robbers on the ship realized that it was too late to turn the ship around at this time, and the end of staying on the ship was either killed by snipers in the air, or subdued by the police who rushed to the ship later, so this time it was their turn to jump ship, and maybe jump into the dark water and have a glimmer of life, so as to escape from the pursuit of the police.

At present, in order to reduce the weight of their bodies in the water, these robbers did not care so much, so they hastily threw their weapons to the side of the boat, jumped over the side of the boat, and jumped into the water.

Seeing the defeat of these once invincible human traffickers under the siege and interception of the police, some of the refugees who were still on the deck let out bursts of cheers, and some of the brave people even picked up the weapons abandoned on the deck by the other party and shot at the robbers who had just fallen into the water. It's time for you to trick yourself into getting here along the way, and to subjecting yourself to such inhuman treatment.

In this way, the criminals on the cargo ship fled to their deaths, and the refugees on deck opened the closed containers one after another, freeing their companions and freeing them again.

As for the truck drivers and other armed men on the beach, they originally wanted to take hostages and bargain with the police, but seeing that the general trend on the cargo ship was gone, relying only on these few poor men and horses, they could only passively cooperate with the police's work, and chose to abandon their weapons and surrender in order to strive for leniency.

This extraordinary human trafficking operation that began in Southeast Asia was terminated on the West Coast of the United States by a joint police and FBI enforcement operation, where the refugees were repatriated after receiving humanitarian assistance, and the criminals were waiting for a long prison life.

As one of the commanders of the operation, Casey joined as a CIA agent and contributed to the success of the operation, when she received a call from her superiors as she was about to leave the scene and hand over the rest of the aftermath to the local police.