Text 0670 Ransom

Connie is an ordinary crew member, and his sister is the mistress of a little supervisor of the freight company. This kind of thing is not very glorious, and no one will take the initiative to show off.

However, he also got a good job, at least it was a legitimate job that would allow him to have a stable income and prevent his family from eating relief food every day.

This was originally a normal task. The company wanted to send a cargo across the strait. According to the normal voyage, they could return to the Federation on the third day at most.

However, after the anchor was lifted, the first officer revealed in private that they might stay two more days, mainly to help the local tourism industry.

As Gevlar’s ​​local law recognizes that recruitment is a legitimate and legitimate profession, this law extends to the concessions, and the recruitment in the Anmerian region is also legalized.

Regardless of the chaotic situation in the mainland for the time being, the stability of the port area is still guaranteed. This also makes the ports along the coast of Ameria become extremely prosperous and the tourism industry is developed.

It only needs a little money, not only can you appreciate the exotic atmosphere of Ameria, but you can also find a local guide to learn about geography.

"Fifty dollars for three days, anytime!"

Everyone on the ship was excited because of this. For the crew, this may not be a lot of welfare. Everywhere they go, they will leave a little bit of their own gene fragments and make an outstanding contribution to the great integration of the world.

At noon, the ship was already close to the position of the middle section of the strait. Everyone ran this route without any risk. The ocean climate did not change much, so everyone was paralyzed.

It's probably like crossing a road. Who would have thought that after crossing a road like this, something happened?

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was drowsy. The sun shining on the deck increased the temperature of the hull, and the temperature and humidity were very pleasant. Most of the crew who had nothing to do had already returned to the cabin.

Take Connie, for example. He changed his pajamas and lay on the bed. With the shaking of the boat, the not-so-blazing sunlight came in through the glass boat in the cabin and fell on half of his face. Soon Falling asleep.

until……

He was awakened by a gun butt.

Connie, who was awakened suddenly, propped up his body like a drowning man, but another gun **** came on him, smashing his eyes with gold stars.

There were voices in the ears, some were yelling in horror, some were roaring, some were begging for mercy, and there was even gunfire.

The sunlight outside the cabin window was not so warm anymore, and there was a bitter chill, his brain was almost blank, and he went to the deck at the request of the pirates without any subjective consciousness.

Yes, pirates, terrible pirates!

In this era, pirates are definitely the most troublesome existence on the sea, because there is no particularly reliable and practical early discovery equipment. In addition, pirates often use cover-colored boats to try assaults first. It is very difficult for merchant ships to escape.

This time too, a speedboat followed up from behind and got onto the deck from the side of the ship, and then this scene happened.

Connie held the back of his head in his pajamas and squatted barefoot on the hot deck. He kept moving his feet. The deck that had been exposed to the sun for noon could slowly bake eggs. He suspected that his feet were It's going to be cooked.

Not long after, all the crew were rushed together. The captain stood aside with the chief mate with a calm face, and some pirates with guns looked around, raising the weapon in his hand and using the **** of the rifle to hit the crew members who raised their heads from time to time.

"I'm sorry to inform you that this is bad news. You have been hijacked..." Suddenly a voice came from the captain's room. The accent sounded a little strange. Fula's accent is a little bit like everywhere, but it's a bit different everywhere.

Almost all languages ​​used in the world are based on the standard pronunciation of the international lingua franca. On this basis, some pronunciation methods with local characteristics or some unique vocabulary have been added.

It is not easy to tell where a person comes from simply by accent. At least you know that there is such a pronunciation in the accent that can be clearly distinguished.

Connie has been spitting. He has suffered twice, but his feet are so hot that he can only spit to wet the deck.

For him, he was about to encounter robbers who were killing them unreasonably. There was no value in him resisting or being honest. He just wanted to feel a little more comfortable now.

"Who the **** do you look down on?" A robber suddenly slammed a gun **** on Connie's shoulder and glared at him.

The latter looked horrified, who the **** would I look down upon?

He wanted to say that, but reason told him it's best to shut up at this time.

The robber pointed at him with a gunpoint, "Be careful, if you let me find that you continue to sing at him when the leader is speaking, I will throw you into the sea."

After an inexplicable blow, Connie calmed down. Although the soles of his feet were still hot and painful, at least he could stand still.

"...We have no intention of taking anyone's life, our purpose is just ransom, money, understand?"

"Can someone tell me how much this ship is worth?"

A robber and the captain standing in front of the crowd whispered a few words. The captain didn't seem to be very cooperative, and then received a few fists before he squatted out in pain.

Connie squatting down felt that the captain was stupid, and he would admit it in the end anyway, so why bother to hurt yourself?

This is the difference between Connie and the captain. In fact, does the captain know that he will admit it in the end?

No, he knows that he knows more about uncooperative end than anyone else, but he did it anyway, because he also needs to gamble, he needs a guarantee, and he needs something to make money.

After this group of robbers got on the ship, they didn’t hurt anyone, just as they said, their purpose is to pay ransom and they don’t want to hurt the innocent. This means that there is a high chance that they can leave alive, so he can follow the stick. Climb and fight for something later.

When the company pays the ransom or whatever else, as long as they leave, his image of resisting but losing to the pirates will be promoted, and with some of his subsequent dealings, at least he will not lose the job.

Capitalists are indeed cold-blooded sometimes, but sometimes they also need to take care of their own image, especially those listed companies, ordinary retail investors seem to be weak and severable, but when they are united under certain circumstances, they will also be one trouble.

"Very well, I will respect your rights, and I hope you can respect us." After watching the robbers on the deck make a gesture, the pirate leader seems to have figured out some of the situation.

Under the coordination of the pirates, the cargo ship reopened, but this time their destination was no longer Ameria, but a place they didn't know.

On the third day, when the federal situation had begun to ferment, the freighter docked off a small island and the crew were sent to the island. They also saw the pirate leader, a big beard.

When he spoke, there was an inexplicable smell of fireworks, "My friends, I hope you can cooperate, just like our getting along these days, no one was hurt!"

He said that he made the crew kneel in a row, and the captain was standing in front of a video recorder holding a piece of paper with a swollen nose, "I am the captain of the number..., our ship was hijacked by pirates about four hours after leaving the port. At the moment we don’t know where we are."

"The other party asked the company to pay a ransom of 16 million to redeem these goods and ships, as well as all crew members."

"You have 72 hours. After 72 hours, the cargo on the cargo ship and us will sink to the bottom of the sea..."

...

"What do you think?" Mr. President is sitting in the lounge of the Presidential Palace, where there is a TV.

The room was full of people. People from the Security Committee, from the Military Intelligence Bureau, from the Ministry of National Defense, as well as from shipping companies and motor manufacturers gathered here.

The video tape arrived yesterday, but the other party did not send it directly to the Presidential Palace, but sent it to all the TV stations in batches.

Some TV stations may still be considering the impact and orientation issues and did not broadcast it in the first time, but when the first TV station is not afraid of death~lightnovelpub.net~ soon everyone in the Federation will know.

This is definitely the first time in the history of the Federation!

In the past, merchant ships were looted by pirates, but most of them took the goods and killed people. No one would ever ask for a ransom.

This kind of behavior...The people who make the plan should go to the brain department. Don't they think about how to escape after getting the money?

It is precisely because of this that Mr. President, cabinet members and everyone feel it is very fresh, and then there are tensions and responsibilities.

"Gentlemen, do you have any good suggestions?" Mr. President looked at the people in the room. "Should we pay the ransom or refuse their request?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Truman coughed, "Sorry, let me interrupt...", he walked to the president and bent down and whispered in his ear, "The people will not want to see someone giving up. The President of National Life, and their request is not impossible, just some money..."

Hearing the president's surprise, I realized that there was no election in this matter from the beginning.

At this time, if the news spread that the president allowed the pirates to kill the crew in order to save the ransom for the capitalists, even if he could be elected, his re-election would be basically useless.

In fact, people are like this. People want everyone to be rational when they have no interest in them.

But once the development of things has a clear and strong relationship with them, people hope that everyone can think more about themselves.

He turned around and patted Mr. Truman's arm with a trace of comfort in his eyes, "Fortunately, you reminded me..."

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