Chapter 299: Arms Smuggling
The means of communication in this era were not very advanced, and Sam Dudley was unable to make direct contact with the Marines on the two transport boats.
I want to remind the soldiers on the transport boat that the other party is now aiming at the gun, and it is too late.
Therefore, after the plane climbed to a safe altitude, it directly pressed down the nose of the plane and fired a warning shot at the water next to the fishing boat.
The gunners on the fishing boats also apparently knew that the large-caliber machine guns on the planes were not easy to mess with.
At the moment when the gunshots rang out, they all lowered their bodies and hid on the deck.
When they heard the gunfire stop and found that the fishing boat had not been shot, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
The practice of the reconnaissance plane naturally attracted the attention of the fighters on the two transport boats.
This is a warning to the people on the fishing boat, why should it be warned?
Then you must have found an anomaly!
So, the Marines began to be cautious.
Pick up the weapon in your hand and aim far in the direction of the fishing boat.
I don't know what the people on the fishing boat thought, but as soon as they confirmed that they had not been hit, someone picked up their rifles again and shot at Sam Dudley's plane.
"Bang bang" two gunshots, it is impossible to hit a reconnaissance plane flying at high speed.
But these two gunshots also made the Marines on the transport boat highly nervous.
It seems that there is a 100 percent problem with this fishing boat, either smuggling or transporting drugs, and there is a big problem.
The squad leader in charge of the command on one of the traffic boats said directly to the machine gunner on the traffic boat:
"Fuck, these bandits are fierce!
Give them a shuttle and warn to shoot.
If you dare to resist again, Lao Tzu will not be polite. ”
Hearing the order of the squad leader, the machine gunner who has been standing on the transport boat and holding the M2 heavy machine gun fixed to the transport boat in his hand.
Cracked mouth smiled and replied:
"Understood, sir."
After speaking, as soon as he pulled the bolt, there was a shuttle at the bow of the fishing boat.
The shot was not fired at a man, but the large-caliber bullets hit the hull with a "clanging" metallic crash.
It still scared everyone on the boat.
Sam Dudley, who had been on the alert in the sky, was relieved to find that the people on the fishing boat were lying on the deck and seemed to dare not move.
The transport boats on the destroyers are not as large as the tonnage of the fishing boats, and the height is not as high as the fishing boats.
Therefore, when the people on the fishing boat were lowered, the Marines could not detect the enemy target at all.
Fortunately, there was a reconnaissance plane in the sky to cooperate.
The enemy did not dare to get up and shoot at them, and they were able to safely dock the fishing boat, which did not have any international markings.
"Quick, quick, board, board."
Deterred by the heavy machine guns of the transport boat, the Marines finally succeeded in boarding the ship.
Heavily armed Marines, guns aimed at the enemy hiding behind the side of the ship.
"Don't move, put your head in your hands, and lie on the ground."
At this time, the enemy has understood that the general trend has passed, and faced the muzzle of the black hole of the professional soldiers.
Most of them followed the orders of the fighters.
But no matter where they are, there are occasionally some diehards who would rather die than surrender.
A young man of short stature, lying motionless on the ground like the others after the soldiers boarded the ship,
But he hid his hands under him and did not hold them on his head as requested.
This quickly caught the attention of the Marine squad leader.
After aiming the muzzle of the gun at this guy, he shouted angrily:
"Put your head in your hands and say what about you! Put your hands where I can see. ”
With the squad leader's call, the other fighters also noticed this alternative guy.
They turned their guns and pointed them at this guy in case of accidents.
But no matter how the squad leader shouted, this guy seemed to be inaudible, motionless.
A warrior was closest to the guy and stepped directly over an enemy lying on the ground and came to the guy.
Pointed a gun at his head and shouted:
"Bastard, get your hands out, quickly, or I'll shoot."
Probably feeling the cold touch of the muzzle above his head, the short man lying on the ground slowly turned his head and showed a smile to the soldier,
But this smiling face is not the kind of smile that makes people feel warm, but a kind of cruel smile that makes people feel cold.
The warrior with his mouth full of yellow teeth was so nervous that he raised his gun and was about to shoot.
saw that this guy turned over directly and leaked out the two grenades he was holding tightly.
As he rolled over, the grenade's tab bounced off.
Just listen to this guy scream,
"Onboard!"
The warrior knew that this guy had bad intentions when he saw his hideous smile.
The first time I saw the grenade in his hand,
With a sound of "Peng", the gun in his hand went off.
The guy who was still yelling "half loaded" just now was shot through the head.
But the two grenades in this guy's hand had already rolled onto the deck of the fishing boat.
It was too late to say that it was too late, and while the fighter pulled the trigger, he was already shouting "Grenade!" in his mouth. ”
Then he rolled on the spot and lay on the deck two or three meters away.
The attention of the marines around him was also attracted by this side, and they reacted immediately, and they all looked for cover nearby and lay down.
Some fighters simply jumped directly into the sea from their bodies.
Immediately afterwards, two loud noises of "boom" and "boom" were heard, and the entire fishing boat shook.
Then there was the sound of a jingle bell and metal shrapnel falling to the ground.
Sam Dudley, who had been hovering above the fishing boat, thought he was all right when he saw that the Marines had boarded the fishing boat.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard two loud noises below.
Hurriedly turned his head to look down, and saw two clouds of black smoke floating from the fishing boat.
Knowing that there was an accident below, he hurriedly lowered his altitude and wanted to get closer to observe the specific situation.
At this time, the fishing boat was already in shambles, and the soldiers of the Marine Corps reacted in time, except for two people who were grazed by flying shrapnel.
None of the others were injured, but the two crew members of the fishing boat, who were lying next to the stocky young man, were more miserable.
The grenade rolled right next to them and exploded, almost unable to dodge, and was directly sent away by the grenade.
When this unexpected situation happened, the angry Marine squad leader scolded.
The fighters were more cautious and rough in their arrest of the remaining prisoners.
And the enemies don't know if they were a little dazed by the grenade bombing, or if they have already accepted their fate.
There was no resistance, and he was soon tied up by the fighters and escorted to the side and squatted.
Having dealt with the situation on the deck, the fighters began to advance towards the cabin.
Fortunately, all the enemies had already gathered on the deck, and nothing unexpected happened in the cabin.
No enemy was found to be hiding.
"Squad leader, come and have a look."
One of the fighters opened a wooden box in the cabin and found a row of M1 Garand rifles inside.
The squad leader stepped forward to take a look, and he was also surprised.
"Fuck, no wonder it's so damn, it turns out to be some arms smuggler.
Count the exact number of these guys right away, and we need to report to fleet command. ”
There are more than 30 wooden boxes of this size in the cabin alone.
There are more wooden crates of other specifications, and you don't need to count them to know that there are at least more than 300 M1 Garand rifles in them.
"Yes, sir!"
Several fighters stepped forward one after another, opened the wooden boxes one by one, and confirmed the status of the goods in the boxes.
Fang Lang, located in the Rio de Janeiro, soon received a detailed report on the situation.
"Your Excellency, this is an arms smuggling ship, carrying a total of 300 M1 Garand rifles,
Eighty Thomson submachine guns,
Ten M1919 Browning medium machine guns.
Fifty boxes of grenades and a number of ammunition. ”
The intelligence officer took the report and reported to Fang Lang.
"Arms smuggling ship?
Where is this going to go?
Fernando de Noronha? ”
Fang Lang looked puzzled.
De la Torre did not expect that it would be an arms smuggling ship, and Brazil does not ban guns, but the arms on this ship are clearly not civilian firearms.
This is all active equipment in the United States.
"Looking at the direction in which they are heading, it is obvious that it is Fernando de Noronha.
Boss, maybe this time we really want to go to the beautiful island you mentioned to have a look. ”
Fang Lang naturally felt that there was nothing that could not be done,
Turning his head to the intelligence officer beside him, he said:
"Since the other party's arms are ready to be sent to Fernando de Noronha,
Then let the reconnaissance plane go to the island to reconnoiter first,
See if you can spot anything out of the ordinary. ”
"Yes, sir."
The intelligence officer saluted and was about to leave, but was stopped by Fang Lang.
"Also, let them figure out who these guys are.
Is it a full-time arms dealer?
Unexpectedly, has the sale of US military equipment been authorized by Shata Company?
Don't wait for the water to wash away the Dragon King Temple. ”
Only then did Fang Lang remember that the only seller of equipment in the United States now was Shata Company.
As the major shareholder of Shata Company, it will be embarrassing if he destroys his company's salesman.
The intelligence officer didn't quite understand what it meant that the water washed the Dragon King Temple,
But the other issues are easy to figure out.
The existence of the Shata Company, De La Torre vaguely knew something, and after hearing Fang Lang's words,
Smiled and said:
"Boss, I'm too worried, with the size of the Shata company,
It's impossible to do this kind of small business.
With this bit of equipment of these guys, it is estimated that they will not even have a chance to become subordinates of Shata Company. ”
Fang Lang felt that this should be the case, after all, there was at most one battalion of equipment here.
It is estimated that none of the salesmen of Shata Company are interested in participating.
Fang Lang smiled and shook his head, and said indifferently:
"No way, the information reported by these guys is incomplete, and we don't know the identity of this group now.
Only when they ask clearly can we confirm what needs to be done. ”
As he spoke, he continued to raise the telescope in his hand and looked at the island of Fernando de Noronha, not far away.
Asked casually:
"Isn't it a waste to use such a beautiful island to exile prisoners?
I would rather think that this could be used as a forward base for our naval aviation.
The good point of construction is an unsinkable aircraft carrier. ”
De la Torre was also stunned when he heard this, the island of Fernando de Noronha is less than 400 kilometers from Natal and 550 kilometers from Recife.
The geographical location is indeed very superior, if there is really a base on it, it is equivalent to a military base in the northeast corner of Brazil, which is more than 400 kilometers into the Atlantic Ocean.
"It's a pity that Fernando de Noronha is only a volcanic island and does not have a suitable deep-water marina,
It is not possible to moor large ships, otherwise it would be better as a naval base. ”
Just as the two were discussing the island.
Sam Dudley, who received the order, had already turned his plane to this beautiful island.
Fernando de Noronha is actually an archipelago made up of 20 small nearby islands with a total area of 26 square kilometers.
Being able to see a string of green islands on the endless sea is a visual treat for Sam Dudley.
It's much more interesting than staring at the blue sea.