At this time, Mordin found that the network suddenly became extremely congested, and more than 900 tourists were desperately calling for help from the outside world at this time, and they occupied the originally spacious satellite channel, and he couldn't get on the Internet, nor could he make phone calls, and he couldn't do anything.

He originally wanted to ask Zhu Shiyu to help drive away these black ghost terrorists, but it seems that now he has to rely on himself.

Cruise ships don't have any protective capabilities, if it's just these stragglers of the black ghost militants, but if they attract those powerful navies, the lives of the entire boatload of tourists will be in great danger.

Therefore, whether to intervene or not must also depend on the situation, ordinary people can live in secret, and they cannot risk their lives to the so-called dignity of Bo.

Mordin's judgment was right, and the captain ordered that the armed men who had been imprisoned in the lower compartment be immediately released above deck, and even the weapons they had previously seized were returned to the robbers, and now that they were re-armed, their arrogance immediately became arrogant.

The tourists were driven out of the cabin by the militants and gathered in the restaurant, and one by one they looked terrified, not knowing what fate awaited them next.

The militants ordered the tourists to hand over all their personal belongings, including cell phones, laptops and computers, and even medical devices such as watches to monitor physiological functions.

They were ordered to sit on the floor of the hall with their heads in their hands, surrounded by a dozen guns pointed at the men.

"How dare you resist! This is the consequence of your resistance, from now on none of you are allowed to return to the cabin, but to stay here honestly, and no one is allowed to move without my orders, or I will shoot you!" shouted one of the militants.

"But I have diabetes and I have to go back to taking insulin!" pleaded an old man with gray hair.

"yes, I'm going back to take blood pressure tablets, my blood pressure is high!" another old man chimed in.

Other visitors chimed in, and the hall was noisy.

The armed leader of the "Da ......" took an automatic rifle and swept a shuttle of bullets at the ceiling, and the crowd was frightened and immediately rioted.

"Are you talking to me on deaf ears, and anyone who doesn't listen to the command will be shot immediately!" he cried out.

The crowd immediately fell silent.

At this time, several militants came in from outside, carrying large and small boxes and stacking them next to the walls around them.

"See, it's a high-explosive explosive, and if I move my fingers, you'll all be blown to minced meat!" the leader threatened, pointing to the boxes that were being placed.

There was a look of horror on people's faces again.

Mordin was caught in the middle of the crowd, deducing what the militants were going to do next, and the guys were probably going to take revenge.

Sure enough, after the explosive device was placed, the leader began to speak again.

"I know that you must have trained soldiers here, otherwise you wouldn't have dared to attack us! Who are they? Stand up for me at once!" he shouted, and with two more accomplices, he dragged out a few random tourists sitting on the floor and pulled them to the front.

"If you don't know how to stand up, I'll shoot them! Kill one minute until I think you all stand up!" he pointed a gun at the head of a teenager who was already frightened and pale, and his mother, trying to stand up to save her son, fainted with the butt of a rifle from an armed man.

This is a gang of ferocious, brutal, inhumane bandits! They will really kill those innocent people in order to get revenge!

"Shall I stand up?" Mordin was conflicted at this time, he felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him secretly, the tourists on the boat before were saved, no one knew that he did it, only Xiao Qi guessed that he did it.

Xiao Qi must be worried about herself now, right?

"But is it useful for me to stand up alone? They will definitely not believe it, I will subdue them all by myself, if they don't believe it, then no more people will come forward, the bandits will start to kill, and if they don't achieve their goal, they don't care how many people they kill!" This is where Mordin is entangled, he is not afraid of these bandits, but he is worried that once the conflict intensifies, the lives of this boat of tourists will be in an extremely dangerous state.

After all, relying on his own strength, he was not sure in his heart to deal with the attacks of various weapons.

"But now I can't get through it by relying on peace, what should I do?"

He was in a state of extreme depression.

"You cowards, no one dares to stand up, right, well, I'll count to three, if no one dares to stand up, I'll kill this kid!" The leader of the bandits pointed his gun at the child's head, grinned and began to count, "One, two, three......"

"Phew!" the gun in his hand rang off, but, for some reason, he missed, and the bullet hit the floor beside the child, sending out a cloud of sparks.

"Ah......h

The leader of the bandits looked at the muzzle of his gun in confusion, and wondered why he had missed the target, which was so close at hand? He really didn't understand, so he put the muzzle of the gun against the child's head and pulled the trigger.

A strange scene happened again, no matter how hard he tried, the trigger just couldn't be pulled.

"Jamming?" he began to check the muzzle of the gun again, but the rifle fired automatically.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the head of the bandit leader suddenly blossomed, and his head was cut off in half, and red and white flowed all over the ground.

"Ahh

"Da ......" bullets came out of the chamber, but they all hit the ceiling.

"It's all over!" Mordin said coldly.

11 small swords flew out silently, and those militants, one by one, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, collapsed weakly on the floor. The propellers of the two gunships in the sky outside suddenly stopped rotating, and the planes lost power, like two huge iron lumps, and fell heavily to the sea.

Mordin's shot took less than a second, and it was all solved!

He didn't want to put up with it anymore!

Perhaps the vast majority of these tourists may still survive after the militants have vented their anger, but why should those tourists who were killed by the militants have to make sacrifices for the survivors? They also have the right to live, and they should not pay the price of their lives for these survivors.

This is a little truth that Mordin figured out in a very short time, either everyone dies together, or everyone lives together, life is equal, and there is no reason why no one is forced to die for whom!

So he struck.

He could only gamble that before the militants could fight back, he brought the more than 900 people safely to Christmas Island.

He also got in touch with Zhu Shiyu just now and asked him to send some fighters and submarines to escort the cruise ship, and it is estimated that the fighters will arrive soon, and as for the surface combat strength, it is estimated that he will have to wait for about an hour.

"Since you have already taken action, let's take responsibility to the end! Instead of living in humiliation, it is better to fight and send these people to a safe place completely!" he secretly decided.

The tourists were all terrified, they didn't know what to do.

If the first time the pirates were inexplicably subdued, they are still worth celebrating, then this time it is obviously different, this time there is blood, the head of the bandit leader is broken on the spot, and the flow of brains frightens everyone, and then more than a dozen militants also fell to the ground without life, that is obviously killed, life is still a fluke in the first second, but in the next second there is a killing, in the first second it is someone else, in the next second it is likely to fall on their heads!

In any case, the threat of death immediately hung over their heads, as an ordinary person, how could they bear it in their hearts!

Many female tourists collapsed on the spot, and many tourists rushed out of the cabin and tried to jump into the sea from the side of the boat, and several were dragged and several jumped, but none of them came to the surface!

He's dead!

So what is the difference between jumping high and seeking death?

The scene became extremely chaotic!

I'm afraid I won't be able to show up!

Mordin wields a machine gun.

"Da ......" After a burst of gunshots, people looked at him in horror.

"Don't make any noise, we must organize to protect ourselves, we still have hope of living!" he shouted hoarsely, the loudest voice he had ever made, and his throat was almost hoarse.

"What are we going to do?" someone asked in the crowd.

"The escort fighters are coming soon, we must immediately organize and arm ourselves to defend our lives and our cruise ships!" Mordin began to turn into an orator.

"Where did the fighters come from? How do you know that?" someone questioned again.

"My friend in the Ministry of Defense told me that after 5 minutes, the two Rafale fighters sent by the military will arrive over us, and those who are willing to come out to maintain order will immediately stand up, and we need to resist for 5 minutes!" Mordin felt that he had the temperament of a leader, giving everyone hope without making people wait too long.

Sure enough, a few young people with strong blood stood up and were willing to contribute to everyone.

These people are all retired soldiers, familiar with the use of weapons, and when they saw someone standing up, more people joined the ranks of the guards, and they held automatic weapons in their hands, and their courage immediately skyrocketed!

The crowd unanimously elected Mordin as the leader of the spontaneous escort, and Mordin resolutely resigned, saying that he was too young to serve the public, and suggested that one of the older and more stable active duty officers be the person in charge, and in the end, it was unanimously approved.

The officer's surname was Zhang, and he was an active captain and deputy battalion commander of a certain marine corps in China, and he was a steady man and was willing to take on this heavy responsibility, so the situation suddenly stabilized again.

"What should we do next?" Battalion Commander Zhang asked Mordin for advice, and in the minds of these people, Mordin was their spiritual leader, bold and resourceful, and suitable for the role of military advisor.

"I suggest following the course and go all out towards Christmas Island!" suggested Mordin.

"Why don't you move closer to Jakarta?" one member of the team asked.

"My friend told me that a large number of warships and submarines of terrorist organizations have been found near the Jakarta Naval Base, and we used to be only living targets!"

Mordin did not lie to them, because according to Zhu Shiyu's intelligence, the Jakarta naval base in southern Indonesia is likely to be the target of the first round of attacks.

"Will it be safe for us to set off towards Christmas Island?" asked Camp Commander Zhang.

"There's my friend there, and he has enough armed forces to keep our lives safe. Mordin assured.

"How do you have so many friends?" the crowd looked at him puzzled.

"He's the legendary hero Mordin!" a girl's voice rang out loud from the back of the crowd.