When he took his stupid nephew to visit Comoros, Shepard listened to the other party's repeated confirmation.

The Philippine Petroleum Company desperately hopes to save the ship and crew, preferably without spending a penny, if it really doesn't work, it can fish out the ship, but it doesn't matter if the crew is saved or not.

As for what to say about asking the media to exert pressure, it will not work in the Philippines, although President Masco is not a model of benevolence, but it is still possible to shut down one or two media outlets and smash a few newspapers.

But because of this, they put too much emphasis on the ship, so Shepard understood what they meant, as long as the ship was rescued, it didn't matter if the cargo inside was saved or not, anyway, they didn't say anything!

And in Somalia, after robbing the oil tanker, the pirates are looking forward to a better life, after all, there are lessons from the past, they also want to drive imported cars, they also want to go to bars to spend a lot of money, and they also want to learn foreign languages with dancers to increase their knowledge.

But it's a pity that the ransom letter was sent out for a full month, and the pirates still can't wait for a response, and even now they have to pay out of their own pockets to feed those kidnapped Filipino sailors, after all, the manual says that treating the captives well can make you better get the money, so these Somali pirates are afraid that something will happen to those crews, and the meat they are reluctant to eat is distributed to the crew.

But it is still not a good situation to only get in and out, because the patience of the pirates is limited, and if they continue to wear it out, they may see blood.

And this situation came to the test a month and a half later, when the pirates, who could not see the money, pulled out a few Filipino sailors, and then shouted and brought them to the deck, and then fired bullets behind them.

After a bit of intimidation, several of the crew members fainted, and then they began to write a second letter asking for help.

But the reply was still like a mud cow entering the sea, but it was the family members of the crew who sent some money and food through various connections, which made the pirates calm down a lot.

But the money was too far from what the pirates had expected, and the pirates began to think about the tankers.

They knew that oil was expensive, so they were desperate to sell the oil on board, but what channel could a bunch of mud-legged people have, they knew the employees of the gas station, but the latter obviously couldn't buy 6,000 tons of light oil, let alone the latter couldn't even tell the difference between oil and gasoline.

So a bunch of pirates became headless flies, guarding the tanker but could only eat bran vegetables, and even in a few days, even the Filipino crew would have to eat bran vegetables with them!

At this time, Osaba appeared again, he did not take the initiative to contact the other party, because he was also a pirate, this merchant was much more brutal than the group of students brought out by Osaba, although the latter also purchased a lot of weapons, but they were generally only used for warning purposes, but the former's team had many veterans who participated in the Ogaden War, and none of these guys who survived the Soviets were weak chickens, so they didn't care about human life.

Therefore, Osaba just let out the wind and let others know that he has a good way, and even smuggling or smuggling him has a way.

Then, late one night, the pirates came to the door.

Looking at the crumpled ball of paper made up of various banknotes that was sent to him, Osaba knew that these guys had obviously taken out his wife, and he didn't hang these pirates, but only said that he knew the big boss of France and could help them inquire.

"Give me three days, and you'll come again!"

The pirates suddenly had hope and wanted to kneel down for Osaba immediately.

Of course, these three days were actually Osaba's illusion to the pirates, because Shepard had already arrived in Mogadishu, and he had sent a team with an American as the buyer, a South Korean pretending to be an oil expert, and four armed guards.

Three days later, the pirates carefully took the samples to a port near Mogadishu, where they met with their boss, who pretended to be French.

"Well, low-quality light oil, that's just so!"

The oil expert knows how to fart, he just pretends to use a few straw test tubes to shake the oil around, and watch

The pirates were dazzled, after all, they were all prenatal education, and they had seen this.

As for the lines, it also took Shepard to write, because in fact, the quality of those light oils is very good, otherwise they would not have been sent to Europe, but in order to reduce the price, plus the bullying pirates do not know how to do it, this guy who usually only pokes his fingers in it to taste the taste is here to pretend to be an expert.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your oil is coming from the wrong way and the quality is questionable, so I can't buy it at the original price!"

The pirates were also displeased when they heard this, and even wanted to slap the table, but before they could make any movement, they saw the P5 submachine guns hanging in the arms of the armed guards, these submachine guns were bought by Shepard and allocated to the crew members and armored detachments of the Shadow Company, because the P7 and P90 copied by Shepard himself did not even have a folder, so they could only use the P5 first, but not to mention, this P5 submachine gun can be regarded as an advanced weapon.

"You're right!"

Since the reason is not as good as others, the pirates immediately withered.

"But you have enough, and I do lack some of them, so I will reluctantly ask for them all, fifty dollars a ton, six thousand tons and three hundred thousand!"

This price is not a small blow to the pirates' expectations, but some are better than nothing, not to mention that 300,000 is already a huge amount of money for them, so the pirate leader immediately nodded and agreed.

Immediately, the two parties began to agree on the transaction time.

Shepard had already leased an oil tanker from South Africa on the other side, along with special equipment for transferring oil, and for safety, he had sent someone to charter it as a Mexican, and then the ship was handed over to temporary workers from South Africa who had also been hired.

All they knew was that their boss was a Swede, and that they had hired them because of a problem with the tanker and had to temporarily transfer the oil, and then they traveled north along the coastline to Somalia.

On a dark night, the two sides met again, and looking at the dozen or so armed guards who followed behind the buyer, the pirates' little caution disappeared immediately.

"So, let's start trading!"

"Of course, but I'll have to look at the money first!"

"The money is here, but you can only pay half of it, and the remaining half will be given when you're done!"

Seeing that the other party was so determined, the pirates immediately nodded and agreed in order to get the money as soon as possible.