Signed In For Three Years And Became The Father Of Global Special Warfare

Chapter 392: I’m Sorry

The hunt is about to begin!

Chen Yuan quickly took out the night vision goggles and gas mask from the soldier’s backpack, opened the waterproof bag, and started debugging.

Night vision goggles and Hawkeye skills complement each other to better detect hidden militants.

The gas mask is also worn carefully to ensure that no unfiltered gas is sucked into the mouth.

In this case, it is safer to wear a full-body chemical protective suit, but that kind of clothing is too bloated and not very convenient to move, so Chen Yuan only needs a gas mask.

Then take the muffler pistol out of the waist, remove the waterproof bag, confirm the number of bullets in the magazine, and after there is no problem, put it on the waist, and then pin the two spare magazines in the backpack on the other side.

After hiding the backpack, Chen Yuan took out the double-edged dagger from the inside of the army boots and walked slowly out of the hiding place.

At this time, the deck was silent, and there was no one around.

On the tallest container, the two militants who were standing guard left half an hour ago, and no one controlled the place with the best view. It was the best time for Chen Yuan to act.

Chen Yuanmao walked towards the cabin entrance with a dagger in his right hand, close to the guardrail.

This position can avoid a monitoring probe in front of the cabin entrance, and the monitoring range is clearly marked on the freighter structure diagram provided by the Long Yan team.

At this time, it was the darkest time before dawn. There were no lights on the deck, only a few searchlights near the cabin, which could not be illuminated in many places, and it was still pitch black.

The route Chen Yuan chose was the route that avoided the surveillance probes and was not illuminated by the searchlights.

The only disadvantage of this route is that there are two armed men guarding the entrance to the cabin.

Under the cover of night, Chen Yuan slowly touched the end of the aisle, and clearly saw two armed men, carrying AK47s, leaning on both sides of the aisle.

Both people had a cigarette in their mouths, and the red sparks were like bright lights in the night.

“I’m finally sailing out of the Yan Country waters. I have to go back and rest for a while.” The militant leaning on the guardrail took a deep breath and said slowly.

“Hey, the boss is too nervous. Yan Guo must have been scared by what the boss said during the day. A group of cowards are nothing but our strict defenses.” Another militant said jokingly.

“Fortunately they are cowards, we don’t have to die together. You didn’t see how hard they beat during the day, almost shot dead, and rushed to the cabin in a short time, if it wasn’t for the boss, we were prepared. , We may have become dead bodies.” The militant beside the guardrail said with a sigh.

“That’s true, but it’s going to the high seas soon, no matter how strong the Yan Guoguo is, there is nothing he can do.”

“Yes, in about 15 minutes, we will be safe. After this mission is over, I will never come to Yan Nation again. Their strength has completely exceeded our expectations.”

“Agree. If you come to Yan Country in the future, you will find a tourist group and come over with a clean identity.”

“You have a good idea. We don’t need to be too nervous. The Yan Guoguo will definitely not come. If they came, they would have arrived long ago. Why would they wait until the last few minutes?”

The militant leaning on the guardrail said, throwing the burnt cigarettes into the sea behind him, and was going to wait a few minutes before returning to the cabin to sleep well.

When the two people were chatting, a black shadow had already approached them silently through the night.

Chen Yuan leaned against the wall, and at the moment the militant turned and threw his cigarette butt, his feet suddenly rushed out of the darkness.

The militant who was still smoking a cigarette suddenly saw a dark figure, and had not made any response.

kill!

Chen Yuan’s left hand covered the militant’s mouth, and the dagger in his right hand passed through his throat in an instant.