The members of the agent team sat on the guardrail of the freighter against the orange sunset in the evening, and the roaring whistle and the sound of the huge anchor being dragged up the chain crash sounded in their ears, looking out at the Celania docks and sailing into the vast expanse of the deep sea.

Due to its low cost and large cargo capacity compared to other modes of transportation, ocean shipping has naturally become the company's preferred freight method.

It is an ocean-going freighter of Vulcan with a length of 220 meters and a width of 65 meters, which is the size of two football fields. The bottom of the freighter is painted black, and the position near the side of the ship has become a red ring. On the left side of the bow, "Firelight 002", which represents the name of the ship, is vividly engraved on it, whenever the freighter moves forward in the sea with the wind and waves, a huge wave slaps on these words, it turns into a wisp of fine mist, as if it is burned by the flame and evaporated, there is a unique artistic conception.

"Flaming 002" sails in the Pacific Ocean all year round, traveling between South America and Europe. On the deck of the freighter, there are densely packed and colorful containers, different colors representing different destinations, which carry the company's cutting-edge military sensors and transport them to markets around the world for cross-border trade.

After the freighter was ready to enter the channel, the captain slowly descended to the deck along the iron escalator outside the control room.

The captain's name was Jack, and he was an old Mexican man with gray temples and good spirits, and in his spare time, he always liked to pace the deck with his pipe full of leaf smoke, going back and forth between the bow and stern, on the one hand, to exercise and cultivate his body, and on the other hand, to check whether the ship was running properly.

However, he came this time to visit the organization's secret service team: "I have heard about your deeds, and the trip to Africa has worked hard for you. The old captain stepped forward and shook hands with everyone.

"I had planned to ship the two tons of highly enriched uranium back to China on a freighter this time, but the plan could not keep up with the change, and in the end it was left in North Africa." Hugh's voice revealed a hint of unwillingness.

"We're ready to load the containers, just waiting to set sail." The old captain pointed to a black container not far away, and then sighed. "But it doesn't matter, everything is subject to the organization's arrangement."

"What's in the other containers?" Louis asked curiously.

"It's all empty boxes, and the destination of this transaction is the port of Amsterdam in the Netherlands, where we unloaded all the goods from the ship, and several large international buyers counted and settled the goods, and now we are on a return mission to return to China to load new goods." Captain Jack replied with a puff on his cigarette.

"There is one exception, except for the box, which contains the latest research results of the French branch, and we don't know what it is, but when it was shipped from Amsterdam, the French side also instructed us to ensure that they arrive safely in the country, and not to open the box without permission on the way."

"Oh, that's it. With us here, you can rest assured. Nothing will go wrong. Katyusha gave the other party more confidence.

"This time we're going back through the Pacific Ocean outside Serrania, which is exactly what I'm worried about, because it's a headache for pirates, robbing cargo ships and kidnapping cruise ships." The captain voiced his concerns.

"Pirates? Where do they come from? Olivia asked.

"This is a bandit organization active in the northern seas of Africa, its members are mainly from the poor and backward areas of North Africa, originally a group of refugees fleeing the war, after suffering from the devastation of civil war and genocide, lost faith in the country and the future, in order to survive, they have fallen into the grass and engaged in the robbery of ships to and from the nearby seas. The stolen property was resold to the black market, and gradually developed from scratch and grew from small to large. Due to the poverty and backwardness of these African countries, they all live a self-sufficient life and are less dependent on foreign imports. And they are all busy with the civil war and take care of themselves. The fleets that travel to and from this sea area are mainly from the European and American continents. There is almost no intersection with these African countries. Therefore, they almost always turn a blind eye to the pirate robberies that occur near their own waters. In the face of these difficulties, I have to solve them ourselves. With no suppressive force, these pirates are now beginning to take shape, and have even purchased some destroyers to strengthen their armament. The old captain gave a detailed introduction.

"When the other party is moving, how many ships do they usually dispatch?" Katyusha said with concern.

"Most of the time, it is a ship, carrying two or three assault boats, because the speed of the tanker freighter is not as fast as the other party's ship, after forcing the victim's ship to stop, the assault boat is dispatched to board the opponent's ship, kidnap the hostages and hold the ship hostage." Old Captain Jack replied.

"Because of this, while the organization arranged for me to transport you back to China, it also arranged a new task for you, that is, to do a good job in defense and escort this return voyage, if you encounter pirates, you must not give them the opportunity to board the ship and rob, the heavy firepower for this defense has been deployed, but we will not use it, it depends on you." The old captain gestured to the four round turret-like objects scattered across the bow and stern of the ship, wrapped in blue canvas.

"They call it the Phalanx, which was originally deployed on warships as defensive firepower to intercept air-to-air missiles, and can now be used to combat small assault boats of pirates. Just bought from the French, this is the manual. The captain said as he pulled out a beige pamphlet from the inside pocket of his coat and brought it to the Secret Service team.

"This thing, the machine gunner of our squad should be familiar with it, but it's a pity that he is lying in the military hospital and has not recovered yet, who can be competent to control it?" Olivia took the booklet, briefly looked at the catalog, and asked everyone.

"Come on, this thing is not too complicated, it is essentially a seven-barreled Gatling gun of thirty mm caliber with a range of 1500 meters and a rate of fire of 4500 rounds per minute. However, it can be loaded with armor-piercing shells and high-explosive shells, because it is equipped with a high-band tracking radar and a set of day and night targeting system, it is relatively intelligent to use, with the functions of automatic search and evaluation and locking attack, and does not require too much manual intervention. Hugh spoke eloquently.