Casting spells

If ordinary people are like this, Jaeger, who works for the KGB, can be imagined.

In order to survive, he even had to pretend to be a homeless man and compete with wild dogs on the street for food. In order to feed his children, his wife had to rely on selling her body for money to maintain a minimum level of living security.

As some Russian president said in the future, the collapse of the Soviet Union was the greatest geopolitical catastrophe of the twentieth century.

Those who have not personally experienced it will never be able to imagine how hard it was for the people at the bottom after a huge empire collapsed, and they still haven't recovered even after ten or twenty years.

Because of this, Leonid was able to raise his arms and immediately recruit a large number of talents he needed from the corpses of the Soviet Union.

Looking at a small ship approaching on the rough sea, Jaeger took a deep breath, and ordered to his subordinates in a very serious tone: "Go! Inform BOSS that there is an unknown ship that wants to approach us .Also get the helicopter airborne and ready for combat immediately. Remember, don't mess it up, this is my first time as a commander in the organization."

"Don't worry! With our weapons and equipment, even if you encounter pirates, you don't have to be afraid. The battle can be resolved in at most 5 minutes." The latter shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

"Don't be careless! BOSS is not an ordinary person, so his enemies will not be too ordinary, you'd better be mentally prepared." Jaeger reminded in a low voice.

"Understood! No one wants to die! Although that pension is really tempting."

The man in the tactical bulletproof vest then cracked a joke and quickly relayed the order over the radio before running into the yacht's captain's cabin.

Without a word of nonsense, he directly gave a military salute and said loudly: "Report! We found a small boat of unknown origin approaching not far away!"

"Small boat? Is it a pirate?" Zhang Cheng put down some of the murals he had deciphered, and raised his head showing a hint of surprise.

Although the Atlantic was once the most rampant place for piracy 200 years ago, after the end of World War II and the United States formally established its supremacy at sea, the number of pirates in this waters dropped sharply. It is rare to hear of a ship being attacked by pirates.

"Not sure! But judging from the appearance, the speed of the opponent's ship is not fast, and it has not been modified and reinforced. It is unlikely that it is a pirate. Moreover, we have also observed that the hull structure has some damage, as if it has experienced The ravages of the storm for a few days." The man gave the answer in English.

Hearing that it was unlikely to be pirates, Zhang Cheng immediately lost most of his interest, and continued to ask, "Did they communicate by radio?"

As we all know, almost all ships have corresponding radio equipment. If a ship approaches another ship, it must indicate its intention by radio, otherwise it will definitely be suspected of having no good intentions, which will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

"No! Personally, I think their radio is probably broken, so I want to ask us for help. Do you think they should be sent here, or should they be driven away by helicopter?"

"Well... let them come here. If you really meet an idiot with malicious intentions, you can take the opportunity to have some fun, right?" Zhang Cheng hesitated for a moment, and soon a malicious smile appeared on his face.

"Hey! You're right! Now I'm starting to expect these guys to be a bunch of pirates with not very bright minds."

After all, the heavily armed man turned and left the captain's cabin, and stood on the deck to contact the helicopter that had already taken off.

After about seven or eight minutes, a scarred boat slowly approached the yacht.

Of course, this small is only a luxury yacht with a length of more than 200 meters as a reference object.

In fact, this is a scientific research ship about 60 meters long, with a lot of interesting equipment on it, and about a dozen crew members.

These guys obviously experienced the previous tropical storm, so they looked very embarrassed, and they hadn't taken a bath for an unknown period of time, exuding a pungent sour smell.

"Who are you?" Jaeger, the commander, jumped onto the deck first and asked loudly in an unfriendly tone.

At the same time, the helicopters in the sky and the fighters on the yacht also took advantage of their positions, aiming at the unlucky refugees on the deck.

"Oh God! Don't...don't shoot! We're just a group of scholars and staff shooting short films on the theme of protecting marine life." A young girl in a bikini hurriedly raised her hands and replied loudly.

In the face of the black hole of the gun, not many people can keep calm.

What's more, the people in black combat uniforms in front of them are obviously quite professional, and they may be the special operations team of a certain country's government.

"Shooting a short documentary?!" Jaeger subconsciously glanced at the scattered equipment in the cabin, the vigilance in his eyes dropped a little, and he asked, "Then why are you approaching us?"

"Please! There was a problem with the radio equipment on our ship, and we couldn't receive the storm warning. Then the positioning and freshwater devices were also broken during the storm, so I had to ask you for help." The girl explained helplessly.

Just when Jaeger was about to send someone to search these guys who claimed to be victims, whether they were hiding any dangerous items such as weapons, he suddenly heard Zhang Cheng's voice in his ear: "Let them come up, I will Know a few of them."

"Know?" Jaeger was obviously taken aback.

"Yes! See that 50-year-old Asian man in the crowd? He is my nominal father..."

Chapter 7 Father and Son

Undoubtedly, for a group of victims who have just weathered a storm and the fresh water treatment equipment is damaged, there is nothing more important than a shower and a steaming meal.

After all, modern ocean-going ships generally rely on small seawater desalination equipment on board to ensure the daily supply of water resources.

If this thing breaks down, the result is that everyone on the entire ship has no water to drink, and even food can't be cooked normally, let alone a bath.

Fortunately, the storm has only passed for about two days, so these victims have not yet shown signs of severe dehydration, otherwise the weaker people may become weak or directly unconscious.

You must know that the daytime temperature in the mid-Atlantic has reached about 32 to 34 degrees Celsius, and the night is also 25 to 27 degrees Celsius. Coupled with the direct sunlight near the equator, it can burn people alive after a long time.

Sitting in the luxurious dining room of the yacht, the twelve people who had just showered were devouring a sumptuous meal while looking around at the modern and luxurious decoration of this large ship over 200 meters in length.

After about six or seven minutes, the young girl in a bikini finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Hey! Who do you think those armed guys are outside?"

"I don't know! But I know that a yacht must be very expensive, and it can't be built without hundreds of millions of dollars. Also, have you noticed the two helicopters on the outer tarmac? That's the S-92 military type! Stand-alone The price is as high as 300 million U.S. dollars! I can guarantee that the owner of this boat must be very, very rich." Another young white man next to him replied with a look of envy.

"This is S-92? My God! It's crazy!" Another young man couldn't help standing up and looking outside.

Just like women can never refuse the temptation of brand-name backpacks, shoes, lipsticks, perfumes, cosmetics, etc., men can never refuse the temptation of cars, computers, mobile phones, airplanes, etc. Even if they can’t afford it, they will learn about it through various periodicals and magazines.

S-92 is also known as a helicopter bus. It is jointly developed and manufactured by many heavy industry companies with strong technical strength in the world. The fuselage is 17 meters long and 21 meters high. It can take 200 people including the driver. The maximum load capacity exceeds five tons, and it can fly about [-] kilometers with a full tank of fuel.

Considering that the deployment of Kun-type fighter jets on the yacht was a bit too conspicuous, Zhang Cheng specially snatched two ready-made S-92s from others at a high price, and even added some convenient and dismantled weapons on them, such as heavy Machine guns and bazookas are equipped when going out to sea, and disassembled when docking.

Normally speaking, helicopters with huge carrying capacity like this are usually used for military purposes, and few rich people will choose to buy them.

Because the price of two S-92s is enough to buy a relatively good private jet.

The former is far from comparable to the latter in terms of speed, cost performance, and comfort.

Just when the young man was shocked by the luxurious supporting facilities of the yacht, Jaeger suddenly opened the door and walked into the restaurant. He stepped in front of a 50-year-old Asian man with a vicissitudes of life, and said with a blank face: "Chen Song Sir, please come with me, the boss wants to talk to you alone."

"Boss?" The Asian male called Mr. Chen Song frowned subconsciously.

From the three-dimensional facial features and streamlined body shape, it is not difficult to see that he must have been very handsome when he was young, and he belonged to the type who would attract bees and butterflies even if he stood still.

"That's right! My boss' name is Zhang Cheng. I believe you will be familiar with this name." Jaeger solved the mystery straightforwardly.

"What?! What did you just say!"

Chen Song was obviously stimulated, and stood up suddenly from his seat, trembling all over his body.

"Professor! What's wrong with you?"

"Asshole! What did you say to Professor Chen?"

"Professor! Don't be afraid! They dare not do anything to you!"

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