The bullets sparked several sparks on the iron wall of the cabin corridor, and the pirates fled to the inner hatch, Xu Yihang and his men killed another pirate in pursuit, and the remaining two fled into a cabin, hiding inside and locking the iron door.

"Damn," Seeing that the person who was about to catch up hid in the cabin, Xu Yihang was a little depressed, and he beckoned the others to prepare to retreat outside to join the other team members.

Suddenly the siren sounded on the freighter, and Chen Bin and Da Fei, who were coming down the iron staircase, were startled. The figures of Xu Yihang and others appeared outside the bridge on the first floor of the deck, and Chen Bin asked him, "What's the matter?" ”

"Escaped from the two who were hiding in the cabin, probably they rang the alarm bell."

Something went wrong in the assault, but fortunately, Xu Yihang also arranged a backhand. The sound of the ship's sirens alarmed the people in the residential area on the shore, and Bradley sat up from his bed, thinking that his men had started a rebellion.

In the past six months, the supplies in the Welsh port have become increasingly scarce, not to mention that many food has expired, and many daily necessities have been wasted due to improper management. As a result of this, Bradley began to tighten his supply of supplies, and often sent people out to sea to fish or to Nome and Tin City to search for supplies.

Alaska is a sparsely populated state, and these places are located at its westernmost point, and although the geographical environment is relatively safe in the event of a disaster, it will also be correspondingly scarce.

With less and less stock and more than enough to cover his daily consumption, Bradley began to feel that there was already discontent among some of his staff, which was not good news for him.

In order to continue to control his subordinates steadily, Bradley can only rely on weapons and supplies, which he cannot produce on his own at the moment, so he will use a little less. During this time, he was a little anxious, and people became suspicious, especially during the day, when the loss of two ships and several henchmen made his suspicions even more suspicious.

Bradley was about to get up from the bed when he suddenly noticed that the woman lying next to him had a foot pressed against him, and he pushed the woman aside and got up to put his clothes on his body.

"Where are you going, my king?" The woman on the bed was pushed by him and asked sleepily.

"Did you just hear something?" Bradley's hand holding his clothes shook suddenly, and he faintly heard another shot outside.

"The sirens on the freighter?" The other woman also woke up, rubbed her eyes and pricked up her ears to listen.

"No," Bradley shook his head.

"Did Tom, that stupid guy with a little head and a tendon, accidentally ring the alarm bell?" The woman who had just spoken seemed a little annoyed that her dream had been disturbed, and she complained to Bradley, reaching out and taking his arm to pull him back to the bed.

"It's gunshots!" Bradley shook the woman's hand away from his arm, quickly dressed, and then took out his pistol from the bedside drawer, ready to go outside to find out.

Before he could reach the bedroom door, he heard a sharp knock on the door.

"Head, we're being attacked," Bradley said, hearing the voice of his henchman, opening the locked door.

"Attack? Who attacked us? Bradley asked.

"Heavenly, somebody from heaven, shooting at us, planes, planes," the henchman was clearly frightened, and he couldn't even speak very well.

Bradley pushed him aside and went straight outside. The gunshots outside were much louder than he could hear in the bedroom, and he cautiously poked his head out from under the eaves and glanced a few times at the spot in the sky where the fire was glowing.

There was some confusion around, Bradley's men were awakened, some of them were scurrying around the residential area near the police station like headless flies, only a few people found out that the position of the fire on them was in mid-air, they began to fire back, but the fire from the muzzle of the gun revealed their position again, and for a while they were crushed by the bullets flying in the air and couldn't lift their heads.

"Helicopter!" Hearing the sound of the rotors spinning, Bradley finally reacted, and he remembered the information of the few people who had fled back during the day, and he couldn't help but regret it a little.

The bedroom lights suddenly turned on, and Bradley rushed back to turn them off, and then roared loudly at the woman who had just turned on the light, "Are you a pig brain?" ”

The woman was clearly a little dazed by Bradley's yelling, and she stared at him blankly, a little bewildered.

The "Snow Eagle" hovered in mid-air, and this time it was different from the battle at sea during the day, because it was a chase battle, only one side of the helicopter could fire at the ship, and the fire was not suppressive. Now with the cover of night, and condescendingly, four people on both sides of the hatch can fire at the same time, and for a while, the pirates below are holding their heads.

The group that went to the lower deck went into the cabin on the lower deck, where no one seemed to have been there for a while, the air was full of damp musty smell, and it was pitch black all around, but fortunately, the soldiers were not affected much by the infrared night vision devices.

The aisle in the cabin is narrow, surrounded by iron railings and walls, and the engine room is located at the stern of the ship, although no one has been here before, but it is not difficult to find the right place.

"How's it going over there?" Xu Yihang's voice came from the headset used for communication.

"Still looking for the location of the cabin, it should be almost there." The soldier who received the inquiry replied.

"Okay, hurry up, something is wrong on our side, two people escaped into the safety pod and hid, and they also pressed the alarm bell. The Snow Eagle on the shore has also opened fire, and now the pirates are not fully reacting, so we need to fight quickly. ”

"Roger."

The warriors who entered the inner cabin of the lower deck quickened their pace, where pirates usually don't come at all, and it is impossible for anyone to guard it now, so everyone doesn't have to worry about making a big noise.

As they trotted inside, signs began to appear on the walls, and after a while, the soldiers finally arrived in the cabin. Quietly, the power equipment such as turbines and spindle hydraulics seems to have been out of service for a long time, and no one can say whether they will be able to be activated, so the safest thing to do at the moment is to blow up these machines.

Several fighters took out the bombs they had brought with them, fixed them to these power plants, and then the leader of the squad gave the order, and everyone withdrew to the outside of the cabin.

The squad leader pressed the switch in his hand to control the explosion of the bomb, only to hear a "boom" explosion in the cabin, and for a while the smoke was filled, and some lines even caught fire in the explosion.

"Withdraw, let's go to the deck to meet the platoon leader," the group returned the same way, and the team leader reported the situation in the cabin to Xu Yihang.

"We'll wait for you on deck," Xu Yihang began to gather the soldiers attacking the bridge tower after receiving the news, and everyone no longer bothered with the two pirates hiding in the safety cabin, but prepared to withdraw to the Yellow River boat.

"The 'Snow Eagle' is ready to return home, and the cargo ship's engine room has been secured and can be withdrawn."

The helicopter hovering over the residential area quickly flew away, and the pirates, who had been suppressed by the fire, dared to come out and fire two shots into the air, although everyone knew that the helicopter was gone, but in order to calm the panic, they chose to use the sound of gunfire to embolden.

In the distant harbor, the sound of explosions reached the shore one after another, and the small boats moored on the surface of the water burst into flames one after another like lit cannons.

By the flames burning on the water, the people on the shore saw that some of the ships were gradually sinking, and no one knew what had happened that night.

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?" One of the pirates covered his face in disbelief.

Bradley finally dared to walk out of the gate of the police station, and he came to the road at the door, his eyes looking at the occasional flames in the harbor, and his face was as cold as frost.

"Where the hell did those bunnies poke their hornet's nest?" He roared loudly, and after more than ten minutes of fear, the pirate leader finally understood that the person he sent out this time was "kicking the steel plate".

"Where's Johnny?" Bradley shouted to a nearby companion.

"Jonny? Aren't a few of them on duty on a freighter? ”

"Get me these men who came back during the day," Bradley said as he dropped the sentence and went to the neighborhood to find out about the casualties of his men.

Jonny was one of the two pirates who took refuge in the safety cabin, and he and another companion were lucky enough to survive the raid by Xu Yihang and the others, and he was the one who rang the alarm bell at the time.

The two survivors were brought back to shore in a windsurfing boat and taken to Bradley's police station.

This time Bradley was no longer careless, and he carefully inquired about what his men had seen on the sea during the day.

"When you returned, I sent to the island of Diomede, but found nothing," Bradley pondered as he heard Jonny's description, and suddenly thought of something, and raised his brow as if to answer himself, "Could it be that they have been overshadowed?" ”

Everything had to wait until dawn to make a decision, and Bradley calmed his men for a while, telling them to be vigilant when they went back to rest.

At dawn, Bradley was not sleeping soundly, he was woken up by the noise outside the police station.

"What's going on?" He pushed open the door and went outside, only to see a crowd of people crowded at the door of the nearby warehouse where supplies were stored.

"Head, Grant they're gone, they're stealing our stuff!" As soon as one of his subordinates finished speaking, he was shot to the ground.

"Grant, are you trying to rebel?" Bradley roared at a small boss with blood-red eyes.

"Bradley, the ships in the harbor are all destroyed, and we can only wait here for death next, see, this is all the result of your leadership." Grant grabbed the hat off his head and threw it on the ground, "Now I don't care, how comfortable I can live is a day." ”

"Grant, you bastard," Bradley snarled at Grant, drawing his pistol from his waist as he ran.

Suddenly, the soles of his feet went limp, and he felt as if something had passed through his forehead, and then his eyes went black and fell.

Grant still had smoke from the muzzle of his gun, and instead of glancing at Bradley's body, he turned and threw himself into the crowd of looting supplies.