sinovels Chapter 129 The Monster Arrives
Chapter 129 The Monster Arrives
Mikhail Voronov was originally a Russian murderer.
After fleeing Russia, he became a free agent mercenary thanks to his military background.
They even formed their own small team.
Herman Krauss, now temporarily employed by the captain of the Platinum Star, is involved in this mutiny.
For a freelance mercenary, caution is a more important skill than combat.
This has saved his life countless times.
So when the "employer" arranged for his men—the sailors and his men—to control the monitoring room in such an amateurish way, he decided that if things went wrong, he would immediately lead his men to seize a lifeboat and evacuate!
He only received $300,000 in total, why risk his life like that!
He had already taken the opportunity to discuss this with his people privately.
However, things still took some unexpected turns.
That "Hermann" was even worse than he had imagined.
Those idiot sailors actually brought all the ship's expensive liquor to the monitoring room while on duty and started drinking it with snacks!
What's most infuriating is that not a single one of these idiots invited him and his men for a drink!
Even though he doesn't drink, what he wants isn't just the alcohol; he wants the attitude!
These incredibly stupid sailors have absolutely no respect for him or his men!
Of course, this is neither good nor good.
At least he doesn't feel any psychological burden when he takes his men and runs away.
Just then, one of the subordinates who had gone to the restroom earlier came over.
He glanced furtively at the group of sailors still celebrating, then whispered in Mikhail's ear.
"Boss, when I was in the bathroom just now, I overheard those bastards saying they wanted to take a hostage and 'have some fun,' so we..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mikhail glared at him and began to scold him in a low voice.
"What? You want to participate in the event too?"
The guy immediately looked embarrassed.
"No, boss, although I am a womanizer, I know when and where to be."
"What I mean is, these bastards are so unreliable, maybe we should just find a chance to leave."
To be honest, Mikhail was quite tempted by the proposal.
Because he had previously seen a guy who looked like a guest display incredible power in the monitoring room, single-handedly taking down several waves of mutineer sailors.
There were more than twenty of them in total, which was almost one-fifth of the total number of rebels.
He reported the truth to Herman because he had been paid and needed to maintain at least a basic level of professional ethics.
But he reported this to the group of idiot sailors in the monitoring room, because he had already decided that if he really ran into that guy, he would sell them out.
This was a matter of life and death, and there was no room for leniency. Besides, he was taking money from Hermann, not from these sailors, so it had nothing to do with professional ethics.
However, if I withdraw now, I won't feel at ease keeping that 300,000 yuan...
Of course, most importantly, if Herman hadn't died afterward, he would have come after me.
Therefore, he righteously rejected his subordinate's suggestion.
"Although we are mercenaries who are paid to do things, we have to do the work once we've taken the money. Otherwise, no one will send us money anymore."
But then he lowered his voice.
"If we encounter that 'monster' in a bit, just fire a couple of shots, then wait for my signal. I'll retreat when I say so."
"It's worth the price of 300,000."
Several of his men nodded silently, their expressions conveying an air of "I knew it."
As for whether the monster would come... these people had no illusions whatsoever.
Just by watching the battle footage, you can tell that the "monster" was incredibly professional; it's impossible that it didn't think of controlling the monitoring room.
The only difference here is when you come, and how many people come.
However, both Mikhail and his men were certain that even if only one person came from the other side, they would still be in for a tough time.
Unless we replace all our current manpower with professional mercenaries like them and upgrade our weapons, we might be able to hold them off.
Of course, this is just a possibility.
They had no intention of risking their lives for their employer.
After all, their leader Mikhail was not that kind of person; he ensured that people were "like-minded" from the very beginning when recruiting them.
It's just about making money, why risk your life!
They considered themselves no different from ordinary office workers. The only difference was that office workers usually type on computers, while they used guns to shoot people.
That's it.
However, they did not expect that Li Wei would arrive so quickly, so suddenly, and without any warning.
When a stun grenade rolled along the doorway into the monitoring room as if taking a stroll, Mikhail was stunned for a moment.
He hadn't been drinking, so his mind was perfectly clear.
He clearly remembered that he had left someone to guard the door, so why was it all done so quietly...?
But the next moment he remembered that he didn't want his men to face the "monster" and cause unnecessary losses, so he used the "temporary command" given to him by Herman to send two sailors to guard the gate.
Then, in that instant, he saw the two sailors in the monitoring room, already drunk and passed out.
Fuck!
The swear word didn't even have time to be uttered; it only flashed through my mind.
Because he had instinctively retreated and hid behind the wall.
A series of loud crackling sounds were accompanied by a flash of bright light.
Because he dodged in time, Mikhail himself was not seriously injured, except for some mild tinnitus.
His mercenaries were also quite professional. Except for that "lecher" who was shaken and staggered because he couldn't find suitable cover in time, the others were fine.
As for the sailors, they were all wiped out.
He had no time for those idiots. He held his gun for a few seconds, fired a burst of bullets aimlessly, then rushed out, grabbed the "pervert," and ran away.
Of course, he didn't forget to remind his subordinates.
"withdraw!"
At Mikhail's command, the mercenaries displayed exceptional professionalism.
Without Mikhail issuing specific orders, the remaining two men, one carrying an AK-47 and responsible for providing full cover, and the other responsible for assisting Mikhail in his pain.
The two men each used one hand to drag the person, while drawing their pistols with the other hand in preparation for any possible surprise attack.
Especially since it was the only exit from the monitoring room, the three men, with their three guns, were always aiming at it.
However, even after several seconds, when they had rushed to the door, they still hadn't seen the "monster".
The moment they stepped out the door, the muzzles of the three guns turned almost simultaneously.
The AK-47 was aimed at the top of the head to prevent the enemy from launching a surprise attack while holding onto the walls on both sides of the corridor.
The two pistols were aimed at the left and right sides respectively, to cover the flanks.
However, the "monster" appeared right in front of us, in the most unexpected way.
But this is not reckless ignorance, but a carefully planned blind spot in thinking.
Because the other party didn't just stand there blankly, but appeared in the most unexpected position at the most precise moment.
It's ineffective against people who know nothing, but for professionals like them, it's the most deadly conspiracy.
If the enemy fires a burst of bullets at them at this moment, they will all be wiped out here.
But the truth is, the "monster" smiled at them and made a "shh" gesture.
Mikhail and his men had no intention of resisting, because the other side had a very accurate grasp of their psychology.
It was so accurate that it sent chills down their spines.
They believed that if they dared to resist, they would die a horrible death.
Seeing that the "monster" didn't intend to cause them any trouble, Mikhail and the others hurriedly left.
In the end, the "monster" left them with only a silhouette that seemed to blend into the darkness.