Su Tiannan watched one of his brothers fall into a pool of blood, a surge of anger rushing to his head. "Fuck your mother!"

Su Tiannan roared, half-kneeling on the ground, and frantically sprayed bullets from his automatic rifle at the gunmen opposite him.

"Da da da!"

Bullets rained down on the heavy armor of the opponents, sending golden sparks flying.

This heavy armor was filled with steel plates and thickened with heat-insulating cotton on the outside, making it very sturdy, bulletproof, and blast-resistant.

The bullets from the automatic rifle could only leave rows of scratches on it, unable to even penetrate the armor.

However, wearing such heavy armor also made the opponent's movements somewhat clumsy. A gunman slowly raised his arm, aimed at Su Tiannan again, and prepared to pull the trigger.

Just then, Hou Guoyu, who had been lying prone nearby, suddenly jumped up, reached out, and grabbed the wrist of the gunman's heavily armored hand, pushing it upwards with force.

"Bang, bang!"

Both shots hit the ceiling, sending sparks flying!

Veins were popping out on Hou Guoyu's temples as he raised his foot and kicked the opponent's knees twice.

There were two dull thuds, like hitting a drum.

The gunman staggered backward from the kick, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

"Fuck!"

"Let's fight them!"

With Hou Guoyu taking the lead, the guards also rushed forward, engaging the three heavily armored gunmen in close-quarters combat, grappling and wrestling. Da Feng Novel Network

Although the opponents were wearing thick armor, their movements were clumsy. The guards had the advantage in numbers, with three or four people缠着 (chanzhe - grappling) one person, temporarily suppressing the opponents.

"Fuck you! Let's see how hard you really are!" Dai Quan, wielding a riot shield, smashed a gunman to the ground.

Then, stepping on the opponent's back, he held a Remington shotgun against his waist and fired three shots in quick succession!

"Ah!!"

A miserable scream echoed as the armor on the gunman's lower back, which was already a bit thin, was now blasted by three point-blank Remington shots, tearing the armor plates to pieces.

Amidst the gunman's screams, his waist was completely shattered, blood and intestines spilling everywhere!

On the other side, after Hou Guoyu kicked a gunman to the ground, the opponent's Remington shotgun fell from his hand.

But he reacted quickly, instantly drawing a pistol and firing at Hou Guoyu as he sat down.

"Kang!"

Blood splattered from Hou Guoyu's arm, grazed by the bullet.

Hou Guoyu ignored his injury, pouncing forward, kicking the gun out of the gunman's hand, while grabbing a grenade and stuffing it into the gap in his clothes, grabbing the gunman's collar.

"Ahhh!!"

The gunman's face was filled with terror, screaming shrilly, while reaching out with both hands, constantly trying to reach inside his clothes, but due to the heavy armor, his finger dexterity was limited, and he couldn't find the gap in his clothes for a moment.

Hou Guoyu grabbed Su Tiannan beside him and threw himself to the side.

"Dong!"

A muffled sound, like a popcorn machine, the grenade detonated inside his clothes. Flesh and blood burst apart inside the heavy armor, and blood flowed out from the gaps in the armor.

At this moment, Dai Quan had just killed a heavily armored gunman, and before he could catch his breath, a roar suddenly came from behind him.

The last gunman knocked away two guards who were suppressing him, his eyes bloodshot, and like a bear, he pounced on Dai Quan.

Bang!

Although Dai Quan was also heavy, the opponent was wearing heavy armor and was very strong, instantly knocking him to the ground, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The gunman pulled out his pistol, pressed it against Dai Quan's head, and was about to pull the trigger.

Just then, several figures suddenly fell from the hole blasted in the ceiling, landing right beside them.

Two of them simultaneously raised their feet and kicked the gunman away.

Another tall man, wielding a Remington shotgun, fired two shots at the gunman's riot helmet.

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

The first shot cracked the glass of the riot helmet.

"Bang!"

"Crash!"

The second shot shattered the glass, and the opponent's head was blasted into a pile of minced meat!

Dai Quan lay on the ground, cautiously sizing up the newcomer, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Old Liu? You're still alive?"

This tall man, about forty or fifty years old, was the captain of the ship. He had brought seven or eight people with him, all members of the long-voyage escort team.

Old Liu reached out and pulled Dai Quan up, saying urgently, "Let's get out of here first!"

"Da da da!"

Gunshots continued to ring out in the corridor. After the chaos just now, the guards quickly adjusted their condition and continued to cover the retreat of the group.

...

More than ten minutes later, Su Tianyu and the others retreated to the lowest level of the cargo ship, where they were temporarily regrouping.

The guards were all in position, protecting the area.

The passages from the upper floors were temporarily blocked, but they wouldn't hold for long.

At this time, some of the wounded were receiving emergency treatment, and Dai Quan was silently counting the remaining guards.

The members of the delegation were all pale, having suffered a significant shock.

Liu Sheng and his men joined the group, helping to strengthen the defenses here.

He was the captain of the ship and also the liaison from the Hua District, responsible for this voyage. Only he and his two closest confidants knew about Su Tianyu's secret boarding.

Seeing Su Tianyu, Liu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and walked over, "Director Su, you're alright, that's great..."

Su Tianyu was furious, suppressing his anger as he questioned, "Captain Liu, what's going on with this ship? Why did so many people suddenly come on board?"

Liu Sheng was silent for a moment, then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Director Su, there is indeed a traitor on our ship. He brought the people on board. However, the route information definitely didn't leak from my side. Because my route is divided by the hour, adjusted at any time, there is no way it could have been exposed. Moreover, if I hadn't been checking the situation in the engine room, I would have died in the cockpit too."

After listening to his explanation, Su Tianyu frowned and said, "Now..."

"Director Su." Liu Sheng waved his hand, interrupting him, "Before I gathered my escort team, I already contacted the outside. As long as we try our best to delay, there is definitely still a chance to survive."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a glimmer of hope finally ignited in their hearts.

But at this moment, Hou Guoyu suddenly shouted, "Sixth Master, Secretary-General Wang is injured!"

Everyone quickly turned their heads and saw Wang Changli slumped on the ground, the right side of his abdomen stained red with blood.

Su Tianyu was stunned for a moment and quickly ordered, "Quick, get the medical kit!"

...

In the distant sky, two combat reconnaissance planes quickly swept past.

A young pilot sat in the plane, glanced at the radar, and connected to the tower, "Sky Blue 1 calling the Sun Moon Island Eastern Patrol Base!"

A man's voice came from the tower, "Base received, Sky Blue 1 please speak!"

The pilot glanced at the radar again and reported, "We have arrived near the border, and have not yet discovered the Ronghua cargo ship! The other party is likely already sailing outside the district!"

The man immediately said, "Immediately expand the radiation range and continue searching!"

"Received!"

The two reconnaissance planes circled in the air, spraying their afterburners, and continued to scan the entire sea area.

...

Southern War Zone, Hua District.

"Dong dong dong!!"

In a clean rest room, Jiang Zhou, who was immersed in sleep, was awakened by a burst of urgent knocking on the door.

...

The sea-lane plot has sparked some discussion. Rumors spread and the pace began to deviate, so here is a response.

First, why not charter a plane? Why go by sea, and in a cargo ship?

Answer: Brothers! This is a doomsday environment. I have written countless times about the constant Southern War, global conflicts, and all the planning zones fighting. Why don't you read it? Flying from South America to the East requires passing through countless military control zones, and countless waterways need to be cleared. The take-off and landing points must be arranged in advance, and countless departments must be mobilized, and countless people will participate. There is no way to guarantee the security of the information! Your opponent is the largest intelligence agency in the First District, not some random unit. Chartering a plane is no different from suicide. If you pass through a war-torn area, some warlord will blow you down with a cannon, and you won't even be able to find the murderer.

Second, why not charter a cargo ship?

The reason is the same as above. We can't just go anywhere we want on the sea or in the air. We need to pass through customs and other countries' areas! What's the use of having a whole division on the ship? As long as the news leaks, they can just send a submarine or a fighter jet or a missile in international waters or a chaotic area and take you all away.

The only way to go is to hide the news, not to strengthen security, because that's useless. Su Tianyu can't bring the entire Third Division to the Hua District.

Third, why were they so passive this time?

It is written very clearly in the book, brothers!! After three years of operation, the Lao Li team and Anze City gradually won over the Tan-affiliated garrison, which destined the expansion to stop there, because there was no direction to attack. Otherwise, would they stupidly go to the interior of the First District? Only by defending can Dragon City be unified naturally.

Fourth, everyone should pay attention to the timeline in the book, pay attention to Su Tianyu's sailing time, which will allow you to capture Kang Dinghuang's motives, layout, and why he chose this type of attack, instead of fighter jets and submarines.

Writing a book is not just writing blindly. I have to think about a plot for a long time before I start writing. Everyone should ask questions about the details.

(The last paragraph is less than a thousand words, so it's free, don't scold me! Thank you!)