The fishing boat that transports the mercenary group is only a hundred-ton class, which can be regarded as a small ocean-going fishing boat. However, no matter how small it is, it is also an ocean-going fishing boat. It has a complete set of cabins with various functions. The space is much larger than imagined.
When the four mercenaries threw grenades into the cab, Zhang Feng jumped into the fishing boat from the hatch in the cab that was flush with the floor.
By the way, he also threw a spare oil drum in the lower cabin, and then there was an extraordinary explosion, which blew up the cab directly.
Zhang Feng didn't expect this. The hatch was blasted open and the flames rolled in. Fortunately, he flashed fast and hit the crew rest cabin, otherwise he would definitely be injured.
In the crew rest cabin, the two fishermen huddled each other in a small gangway, staring blankly at Zhang Feng.
"Fishermen?" Zhang Feng asked, standing up.
The two of them still looked dull, and seemed to be unable to understand Chinese.
Zhang Feng nodded, turned around, suddenly turned his head, and said to them: "If you want to survive, find a place to hide!"
After speaking, walked out of the cabin and went to trouble the mercenaries.
What should be reminded has already been done, and as for whether they can understand it, then it is beyond Zhang Feng's control.
How many good people will be on the fishing boat that transports mercenaries to hijack the cruise ship
At this time, Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding, Zhang Feng fixed his eyes, two dark objects rolled down the cabin door stairs.
Grenade!
Zhang Feng jumped without hesitation, followed the narrow corridor, and jumped out.
There was a loud bang, and the shock wave hit, and for an instant, Zhang Feng could barely breathe. When the shock wave passed, looking back, the explosion point seemed very close to the crew's cabin door, and the cabin door was in a mess.
Those two fishermen are probably finished.
Zhang Feng shook his head, flew up, and immediately opened the cold storage door at the end of the corridor. The door was empty and a strong fishy scent came over his face.
"The time has come to divide the outcome!"
With a cold smile, the murderous aura spread in an instant, Zhang Feng pushed the hatch hard, then used his body skills, quickly returned to the crew cabin, hiding in the thick smoke after the explosion.
In the cabin, the smoke has nowhere to diffuse, providing a good cover-up environment for Zhang Feng.
In less than two seconds, there was the sound of hard soles stepping on the iron stairs.
, In the quiet cabin, it was very frightening.
Four mercenaries lined up to get inside the cabin. The leader was actually Louis. He saw the cold storage door closing at the end of the corridor just ahead.
Using his left hand to compare a tactical action that pointed out the direction, the four mercenaries lined up in a row in a tactical formation of assault, their guns protruding from the right shoulders of the people in the front row, and they all pointed to the cold storage.
Louis stopped, fetched a flash bomb from his waist, then held it up for others to see.
The four people slowly squatted down, and Louis immediately threw out the flash bomb.
The flash bomb made a perfect arc in the air, cleverly followed the gap in the cold storage door, and rolled in.
The next moment, a deafening explosion spread, and then a white smoke floated out of the cold storage.
Louis stood up and yelled loudly.
The four of them kept their tactical formation and moved forward quickly. In less than three seconds, they came to the door of the cold storage. Louis violently opened the door, and the second mercenary raised his gun and fired.
Da Da Da... After a burst of fire, the third mercenary rushed into the door...
However, there was an open space in front of him, except for the bursts of green smoke, only the sound of the rolling of the bullet shell whispering in his ear.
"He's not here!" the mercenary yelled hurriedly.
Louis was taken aback, and then he felt a chill, followed his heels, crawled over his spine, and kept rushing to the top of his head.
He tried his best and shouted: "Behind!"
However, without waiting for the other mercenaries to react, a weird cracking sound was heard clearly in everyone's ears.
Turning his head instinctively, Louis saw the last mercenary, his head turned to the rear in horror, but his body was still facing himself...
The neck is broken!
"It's Zhang Feng!"
Louis yelled out a fake voice and shot without hesitation.
In an instant, the mercenary whose neck was twisted, a lot of blood burst out on his chest, his body was shaking violently, and his arms swayed unconsciously.
The other two mercenaries also reacted. The one in the cold storage immediately turned around and raised the gun, but did not dare to pull the trigger, and Louis stood in front of him.
And the other mercenary leaning on the cold outer door was changing the magazine with all his strength, his hands shaking nervously.
Louis emptied the bullet in the magazine, and immediately moved away from the side, behind him
His companion had a chance to shoot, but at this moment, the mercenary whose neck was broken, strangely raised the submachine gun in his hand.
"Fak..."
Upon seeing this, Louis cursed with a look of dementia.
The next moment, gunfire sounded, "DaDaDa..."
The mercenary in the cold storage trembled all over, and blood shot in front of his chest. With an incredible expression on his face, he took a few steps back and crashed down.
The gunfire remained, and the mercenary who replaced the magazine by the door fell to the ground in the same way. He didn't change the magazine from beginning to end.
The last Louis tried to get out of the way by squatting down, but he moved, and the tongue of fire was aimed at him. With a few soft "duh" sounds, he also swayed to the ground, leaning against it. The wall, breathing hard, but blood is constantly pouring out of his mouth.
The lung was penetrated...
The last one to fall was the mercenary whose neck was twisted and his chest was smashed by bullets, like rotten pork, falling to the ground with a dull sound.
Zhang Feng's figure finally appeared in the corridor, clapped his hands, and snorted coldly: "If I want to win on the battlefield, it will be difficult, but you have to choose to do it in a narrow environment like cruise ships and fishing boats. It’s just an idiot to attack the enemy shortly!
Mercenary vs. killer, the environment determines who is more dominant.
Obviously, complex and narrow areas such as cruise ships and fishing boats are home to killers.
Louis accepted the commission by mistake, made the wrong decision, chose the wrong venue, and met a goal he didn't understand at all. Moreover, this goal was still a ninth rank martial artist, second only to the great master.
What's more, Zhang Feng also has the identity of an SS-level killer, the only one in the world.
Therefore, Louis's failure was doomed from the moment he decided to accept the task.
"Give you a chance, tell me the messenger behind the scenes, I can give you a good time." Zhang Feng squatted down in front of Louis, and quickly tapped on his chest.
Louis suddenly took a breath, and the bleeding spots on his chest, like spring water, quickly reduced the amount of bleeding.
He took a few deep breaths and grinned, "I should wear a body armor."
Zhang Feng: "..."
The hardest thing!
With a wave of his hand, he grabbed Louis's right hand and broke one of his fingers without hesitation...
(End of this chapter)