South Pacific, the high seas bordering the southeast of the Philippines and Indonesia.

An ocean-going longline fishing boat with a red flag is using the two water cannons on the boat to desperately flush the six small fishing boats approaching with the maximum hydraulic power, and everyone's face is panic.

Although the six fishing boats are small, on each boat, there are more than a dozen skinny South Asian fishermen, all with crazy malice on their faces.

Gunshots continued to sound. Although this kind of guns and post-installation guns of the Second World War were much inferior to regular weapons, they were unstoppable weapons against unarmed Chinese fishermen.

However, these fishermen who became pirates were not a last resort and were unwilling to kill. They shot into the sky and deterred everyone.

Although this ocean-going fishing vessel is much larger, its economic speed is only 15 nautical miles, and its ultimate speed is only 22 nautical miles.

In contrast, small fishing boats can travel at a speed of 25 nautical miles, so they cannot get rid of it at all for the time being.

In the cockpit, the pilot Zhou Youjin kept switching between long and short wave radio stations, trying to contact the surrounding maritime police, but it was too remote and had no effect at all.

On the radio, there was only the sound of stabs and pulls, and there was no response at all.

Zhou Zhen held a maritime satellite phone in his hand, and the Indonesian police he contacted were totally unwilling to come to law enforcement in the waters two hundred kilometers away from them in the North Maluku Islands.

Calling the Philippine Coast Guard again, the other party ignored it. The same is true in New Guinea. They cannot be counted on on the high seas.

As for the Solomon Islands, which are not far away, it is even less expected.

Zhou Zhen bitterly threw the satellite phone in front of Zhou Youjin. "There is Uncle Jin, you call the country to see if there are any sea vessels of our country around you, it seems that you can't do it if you don't work hard!"

Beside Zhou Zhen, translator Zhou Yougen trembled all over. "Xiaozhen, surrender, as long as you don't resist, these fishermen-turned pirates will not kill."

Zhou Zhen turned around and glanced at Zhou Yougen, who was most infatuated with him on weekdays, with a trace of contempt on his cold face. "Uncle Yougen, the co-authorship is not yours, so you don't feel bad about it!

This is a 20 million ship! For this ship, my family is still burdened with tens of millions of debts! The ship was snatched away, and nothing is gone! "

"The life is gone, can the ship be kept?"

"I don't know who wins and who loses!" Zhou Zhen ignored him, rushed to the port side of the ship, and shouted at a brawny man who controlled a water gun in the belly of the ship: "Zhou Tai, come up."

Zhou Tai, who controlled the water gun, didn't hear Zhou Zhen's words, and was patted by the people around him before turning his head to look. "Brother Zhen!"

Zhou Zhen said loudly: "Come up and get a gun!"

Before the words fell, a bullet hit the glass in the cockpit. This glass was not bulletproof. The bullet came in, leaving a small hole in the glass, and the whole glass turned into a spider web.

Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the person, but bounced back on the bridge, leaving a remnant of a deformed bullet.

Zhou Yougen, who was taken aback, sat down on the ground, his body trembling like a sieve.

Zhou Youjin yelled: "You frustrated guy, let me stay away. I feel bad when I see you."

Zhou Zhen didn’t have time to bother the old brothers. He quickly ran to the captain’s room behind the control room and opened a dark box on the bottom of the bed. From the reserved dark box on the hull, he pulled out two shotguns and two more. Box bombs.

These are two Remington M870 shotguns, not new guns, but old guns exchanged by Zhou Zhen's father Zhou Youjian with a Chilean fishing boat the year before.

Although it was an old gun, Remington was already known for its reliable performance. Zhou Zhen shot a few shots every other time. Beware of keeping the baby. Both guns were protected well.

On the ship, Zhou Zhen has two most trusted brothers, one is the chief engineer cousin Zhou Di, and the other is the second officer, cousin Zhou Tai.

Compared to the married and more stable Zhou Di, he is not yet married, and Zhou Tai, who is temperamental, is a more reliable thug. These two guns are also the two of them who play the most.

There was no fear on Zhou Tai's face, but with joy, he ran in quickly. "Brother Zhen, give me a gun, and I will help you guard the port side."

Zhou Zhen's stern face showed a trace of sullenness. "Dare to kill?"

Zhou Taitian, who is less than twenty years old, is not afraid. "If you don't kill, you will be killed, so why don't you dare!"

Zhou Zhen nodded, filled the gun with seven bullets, and handed him a gun. "Aim and hit, be careful not to get hurt."

He nodded and took the gun excitedly.

One box of forty-eight bullets, one box for two people. "I am right, you are left, let these South Asian monkeys know how good we are."

Zhou Tai nodded, turned around with the gun, and was held by Zhou Zhen again. "When I get home, I will take you to South Korea for a tour and arrange two accompany tours for you. You must live a good life for me."

Zhou Tai laughed. "That's it, two!"

Zhou Youjin, who was in front of the rudder, said with a slanderous smile: "Xiaozhen, I only need one bone."

Zhou Zhen nodded seriously. "As long as you can escape safely, as many as you want."

There are more than 30 crew members on board, even if they go to Jeju Island to arrange an accompanying tour, the total is only tens of thousands of dollars.

As long as it can escape safely, it is nothing compared to a ship worth 20 million.

Zhou Zhen carried the gun to the side of the second deck and looked at the pirate fishing boats that gathered, with a hint of coldness on his face.

Southeast Asia is the region with the most pirates. Although they are not as ferocious as Somali pirates, they are more numerous.

Most of the time, they are fishermen who keep themselves safe, but when they encounter opportunities, they become pirates.

Zhou Zhen went home from the South Pacific this time. In order to save a little gas, he took a route closer to the island of New Guinea.

Unexpectedly, I really met these fishermen incarnations of pirates.

However, now is not the time to regret, it is not difficult for these fishermen to become pirates. As long as they can't take advantage, they will retreat.

The worry now is that they have more guns on board, which will cause casualties.

But for Zhou Zhen, even if a few people die and pay millions, it is better than the result of the ship being robbed.

The ship's family also carried tens of millions of debts and was taken away. Their family is going to make a big mess this time.

The western Pacific, located within the fifth degree of the equator, is free of storms and waves. These pirates have installed a high-power diesel engine on their ship, which can run faster than their ship.

You can't get rid of these fishing boats simply by running.

The main problem is to control the speed and sway left and right, so that the small fishing boats can't get by.

Then guard the middle of the hull with the lowest ship's side to prevent the opponent from boarding the ship.

As long as the opponent can't get on the boat to prevent the opponent from blocking the propeller, when it gets dark, they can only leave in shock.

Zhou Zhen came to the upper deck about seven or eight meters above the sea and lay on the side of the ship to observe the enemy's situation.

There were three ships on the starboard side. Their ships were small. They didn't dare to get too close, and they didn't dare to follow behind, they could only approach slowly from the side.

But there are water cannons to deal with them, and for a while, they will not be able to start.

They could only use gunshots to frighten Zhou Zhen and their ship, but the more than 30 seafarers on this ship, half of whom were relatives of Zhou Zhen's family, were convinced of Zhou Zhen, so there was no discrepancy in people's hearts.

Their ocean-going fishing vessel is several meters taller than the small fishing vessel. As long as they don't surrender, the other party will not be able to rely on it except to attack desperately and kill a few people.

Zhou Youjin drove the boat and took the S route, and the other party didn't dare to get too close.

Zhou Zhen hadn't chosen the target of the shot, and Zhou Tai on the other side had already shot.

Hearing different gunshots, the pirates on the deck of the pirate fishing boat who were still yelling and threatening the people with their teeth and claws stunned for a moment, and then retreated into the cabin in a panic.

It seems that they are not brave!

Before Zhou Zhen could think about it, he raised the gun in his hand and shot a middle-aged man who was about to raise his gun to shoot at the nearest ship.

But at a distance of 20 meters, the power of this shotgun is more deterrent than a rifle.

Zhou Zhen saw with his own eyes that the opponent's chest was hollowed and blood was sprayed out.

The gunshots from the other party immediately became denser, and the crew members who had held the harpoon in the belly of the ship quickly squatted and hid behind the ship's side, trembling.

Only Zhou Di was lowered, still spraying a jet of water with a water cannon.

After firing the first shot, Zhou Zhen's inner beast seemed to have also been released. He shot the pirates with guns in his hands continuously, and the trace of fear in his heart was long gone.

With seven shots in a row, Zhou Zhen's upper body was a little numb with recoil, and all the pirates on the small fishing boat hid in the cabin, not daring to be exposed again.

But intensive gunfire shot at the cockpit, breaking almost all the glass in the cockpit.

Zhou Youjin crouched in front of the rudder, making a phone call and adjusting his course back and forth.

There is no road on the sea, there are roads everywhere, the seabed here is relatively deep, far from the archipelago, and I am not afraid of hitting the rocks at all.

He didn't dare to walk in a straight line all the time, because in this case, it would be easy for the other party to board the ship.

Zhou Zhen filled the gun with bullets again. He didn't dare to shoot all the time. There were less than a hundred bullets in total, and there were still six or seven hours before it was dark, so he had to save it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was being pushed hard, and his head hit the steel plate on the side of the ship.

There was a sharp pain, but also a little dazed.

There was no one around. He realized that he had been shot when he saw the blood blossoms on his right shoulder.

Unfortunately, this is a stray bullet bounced back, hit the right arm, and tore a large piece of meat.

Because it hurts too much, I feel numb for a while.

He struggled to get up, but the blood on his forehead blocked the sight of his left eye. Just when he was about to wipe it, he suddenly felt a sting in his left eye, and then his eyes flashed gold...

When he was a child, because his eyes were knocked on the door frame, he once experienced the sensation of seeing gold stars in his eyes, but his eyes had golden light...

The golden light changed from a light curtain into a round ball, like a small sun, and then it kept shrinking until the end, swishing into his eyeball.

Then, he felt that his soul and body were dragged by this ball together, and entered an inexplicable world.

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