"I am a citizen of the United States, you can't do this to me, woo hoo..." Before the captain with rich navigation experience could say a few words, a rag pulled out from nowhere was stuffed into his throat.

The perpetrator skillfully took out the hemp rope and tied the knot while saying, "Knowing that you are a citizen of the United States, I expressed my greatest kindness and did not take off my socks and stuff them in your mouth. This Atlantic Ocean is equal to everyone."

Yes, shipwrecks on the bottom of the sea are irrespective of nationality."

"Boss, one of the crew members resisted, we shot them dead!" the black man with a gun who came in reported.

"It's very normal for accidents to happen during ocean voyages. You should know this!" A smile appeared on the pirate leader's face. "The sea conditions are so bad now. It's normal for some young crew members to be swept away by big waves because they don't know the risks."

After doing all this, the leader of the pirates ignored the captain who was tied to the steel pipe, leaving two people to focus on guarding all the people on the ship, and said calmly, "Let's see what we gain from this trip."

When everyone entered the warehouse, on the deck in the pouring rain, the two tied the unlucky guy to an iron pipe, yelled and threw the body out with all their strength, causing a splash of water that was bound to score zero points.

"It would be a pity to burn it down. When we came here, we were asked not to go into a big fight. After all, we are not a team doing it. If we go too far, we may attract people from the Coast Guard. Of course, we can kill a lot of people."

." The leader took the lead and landed on the warehouse deck with his feet, causing a rhythmic echo to resound in the warehouse.

Pointing to his men to inspect each warehouse area to determine the freshness, the white man at the head was also counting the time and suddenly said, "Let our people sail the ship to Haiti. Remember to change the Confederate flag, just change it?"

Liberia, forget it, the target is too big, replace it with the British flag."

The 10,000-ton cargo ship deviated from its destination and began sailing in an unknown direction, all hidden under the cover of night.

Early the next morning, a protest team of more than 500 people in Honduras walked on the sidewalk of the street to conduct another routine protest. They were preparing to protest against another attempt by US imperialism to obtain money, led by organizers who received money from US imperialism.

A righteous act for the greater good. They are loyal Honduran patriots.

Anyway, there is no danger, and it can also reflect one's patriotism. No one will refuse this kind of risk-free protest, and the organizers do their best to perform for their bosses, hoping to get more event funds.

"Chief Caldes, we no longer have the patience to deal with these gangsters who don't want to make the country better. Five thousand dollars is not a small amount. We have to do something after receiving the money. We have settled the relationship up and down, and there is an order to shoot.

Is it so difficult to give orders?" The well-dressed middle-aged man accused angrily in Spanish, "The Vice President is also very dissatisfied with the protests that always occur, and hopes that the Sheriff will quickly restore order."

The person who expressed his anger was also a Honduran. To use a later saying, he was the comprador of the United Fruit Company and was responsible for dealing with domestic work in Honduras. In order to eat this bowl of rice for a long time and not let the boss down, he must work in

Reflect your own value at critical moments.

Texas, not too far away, is still in an atmosphere of joy. The grand Texas Games attracts a group of unemployed people to try their luck because of the bonus that is enough for a worker's two-year salary. In this way

It's a bit too much to say that, of course, it also includes hooligans, gangsters, pigs, and all kinds of idle people who want to get something for nothing.

As Martin Luther King said, these people are about to sweat for the entertainment of others. Of course, everyone in this era is civilized, and they will definitely not play the bloody game in the Colosseum more than two thousand years ago. Of course, the essence is

Still the same.

The Austin, Texas, sports stadium is now packed with seats, which can be described as a sea of ​​people. A whole set of procedures including the admission of athletes are in progress in an orderly manner.

The flag of the Lone Star Republic and the flag of the Confederate States of America were flying over the sports field. The athletes who entered the stadium stood still like monkeys for the sake of possible generous rewards. Of course, many of them were not athletes from southern states.

He looked at the two huge flags curiously, with expressions ranging from curiosity to contempt.

In the best viewing seats, there were two rows of well-dressed young people watching all this with smiles. Their purpose was very simple, to entertain themselves by watching the athletes sweat.

"We have been tracking Keane's transportation route for several months. This attack will definitely cause him heavy losses. How dare he use such dirty tricks against us! He has no idea what we do!" McHale crossed his legs and tilted his head.

He leaned towards Sheffield and said with a high air, "I have been planning for several months. This time, none of the five 10,000-ton ships in different sea areas can escape. The loss of tens of thousands of tons of cargo will make even Keen feel heartbroken.

It’s endless.”

"Can't you say that?" He stretched out his hand to make a V sign. The next moment he put the cut cigar between his two fingers, lit it and took a deep puff. Sheffield said slowly, "The sea conditions in Bermuda are complicated.

, it’s completely understandable if something unexpected happens, we can give Keen the help he deserves when he asks for help, and it’s time for the Coast Guard in Florida to do some work, isn’t it Annie?”

"That's it!" Annie, who was full of interest, just came back to her senses from the sports field, and said with a touching smile.

"As for other matters, we have contacted the police in several countries to give those gangsters a serious blow. We will carry out operations at the same time as we did at sea, and complete the biggest blow in the shortest time." Sitting in front of the two people on the other side.

Gale also said a piece of good news, "Pay attention to the news in Central America these days."

"Attracting foreign investment to develop the country, if it weren't for our investment, they would always have to live like Africans. If you are short-sighted, you know what's the use of protests? I don't believe they can make more trouble than Maxim." McHale stepped aside and said,

"We have tolerated them for several months. Let's get rid of all the trouble this time."

Sheffield chirped, and said in a neutral tone, "Give secular things to secular people, and God's things to God. Of course, it's up to the governments themselves to make the decision. We just help these countries develop. We can't interfere in other people's internal affairs.

Isn’t that right? It’s obviously the other people’s government that is dealing with the gangsters in their own country, and it has nothing to do with us. The sports meeting is about to begin!”
Chapter completed!