On the pitch-black sea, the 6O6 spy ship floated silently on the water, gently undulating with the waves.
In the distance, two "Grayback Falcon" propellers pierced the air, and the motive roared over the hull, and the huge lamppost illuminated the entire sea white.
On a "Grayback Falcon", a SAS team member stood on the rack outside, holding the grip of 134 Gatling, vigilantly observing and guarding the situation on the ship.
The two helicopters circled twice in the air, the black rope dropped on the deck like a long snake, and the SAS soldiers landed on the ship one after the other like black beads that had been threaded into the rope.
The team members were divided into two groups, Group A searched for the control room and wheelhouse in the direction of the ship, and Group B searched for the stern and cabin.
The highly trained SAS soldiers methodically divided into small groups and began to disperse in a covering formation with each other to search, and the two "grayback falcons" in the sky hovered for a while, and then left after receiving orders from Lieutenant Colonel Taylor, and they had to return to the carrier to refuel.
The situation of 6O6 has been transmitted back to the Sierra Leone Operational Command via radio waves, and a Niterói-class missile frigate has departed the port of Freetown and is heading towards the waters off the Banana Islands.
Lieutenant Colonel Taylor, dressed in a camouflage immersion suit and armed with a Glock 17 pistol, followed the three team members towards the spiral staircase leading to the wheelhouse.
"Stop" A member of the team at the front squatted down in the dark, and in the green night vision goggles, he dodged behind a winch, raised his fist and made a tactical sign language to stop advancing, and then pressed down with his palm, signaling the people behind him to squat.
After a brief observation, the SAS team member raised three fingers, touched his left cheek, and then raised his hand to shoulder level and palm-down in a few tactical sign languages.
Taylor knew that the team in front was present, and it was three adult targets, and he asked the team behind him to cover him.
The two SAS team members in the back immediately took aim at the gun, and the first team member slowly approached the target, and soon, he seemed to be stunned in the dark, and after a few seconds, he suddenly stood up and made a safe tactical sign language towards the back.
"It's our people, they're all dead."
Taylor followed the team forward and walked to the spiral staircase, where he was greeted by a shocking scene, three Royal Navy soldiers with 185A1 assault rifles lying on the side of the spiral staircase, several of them with bullet holes in their heads, and one of them even had his head swept into a rotten watermelon, apparently there had been a violent shootout.
Soon, the reports of each squad came one by one.
"There are five dead bodies in the electronic monitoring room, there are no living mouths, there is no trace of the enemy, there is a fierce shootout, and our people died from gunshot wounds" "All six people in the cab are now killed, from gunshot wounds, and there are bullet holes everywhere" "Two bodies were found in the stern of the boat, dead from gunshot wounds" All the intelligence shows that there are only dead people here, and there are no living people for the time being, let alone the shadow of the enemy.
"Sir, I think you should come up to the cab and have a look, there are a few here" One of the SAS officers seemed to be a little suspicious and didn't know how to report to Taylor.
"What's the situation," Taylor asked.
"Here," the officer still seemed suspicious, "I think you'd better come up and see for yourself."
Taylor ascended the spiral staircase to the third floor of the wheelhouse, where the ship's wheelhouse was located, and as soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of blood entered his nostrils.
In the dark cab, the bright lights of several tactical flashlights were flickering, Taylor unloaded his night vision goggles, took out the tactical flashlight from his waist, turned it on and looked around.
"Sir" the officer leaned closer to him and said, "Something is very wrong here" "What's wrong" Taylor noticed that the enemy that his flashlight shone on was full of bullet holes, and even the glass of the cab was scanned with bullet marks, and a rough estimate estimated that there were once two hundred bullets fired here.
The fact that so many guns were fired in such a narrow place shows how cruel the enemy who invaded the ship was, and they didn't even think of leaving them alive, it was a complete execution-style massacre "I only have three cartridge casings here, one is the 185A1 assault rifle cartridge case, the other is the Koch 9 case, and there are more than a dozen cartridge casings, of which the 185A1 has the most cartridge casings, and there are hundreds of them."
The SAS officer crouched down, picked up a few shells from the ground, and reached under his flashlight.
The 185A1 assault rifle is a standard firearm equipped with the British army, and it is not surprising that the cartridge case of the 185A1 assault rifle is present here.
But Taylor immediately realized a serious problem.
If there are more than 100 185A1 assault rifle cartridge casings here, which means that someone fired at least 100 shots here with a 185A1 assault rifle, it doesn't make sense according to such a theory, and the enemy exchanged fire, then what about the enemy's cartridge casings Could it be that those who invaded 6O6 actually captured the spy ship in a hail of bullets from naval soldiers without a single shot?
If so, the intruder's manpower can only be described as terrifying, and even the SAS team members can't do it.
"The two pistol cartridge casings are not the enemy's," Taylor quickly remembered that there were two more cartridge casings.
The tactical flashlight on 4A1 pointed in one direction, and there was a naval officer lying there, who seemed to be a lieutenant colonel with the same rank as himself, and if I guessed correctly, there was only Captain Jack on the list who had such a high rank on this ship.
However, at this time, Jack was in a very bad condition, he was hit by three bullets in his body, three in his face, and his face was so broken that he was almost unrecognizable.
"I'm guessing this is Captain Jack."
Taylor walked over to the corpse and crouched down, reached into the neckline, flipped his military badge out, and looked at it under the flashlight.
Sure enough, it was Jack.
Taylor sighed and shoved the general's card back into the corpse's neckline.
He suddenly noticed that Jack was still holding a Koch 9 pistol in his hand, but the bullets had been emptied, and the sleeve was back in an empty state.
"Bring me the pistol shell."
Taylor turned his head sideways, and the young SAS officer handed over the two pistol cartridge casings in his hand.
After taking a closer look at the two pistol cartridge casings in his hand, Taylor quickly came to the conclusion that he should trust his hard-trained boys.
The young officer was right in his judgment, one was a pistol cartridge case for Koch 9, and one was a cartridge casing.
Because the Koch 9 uses a 9x19 mm Miglu bullet, and the 4O, although it is also a 9-caliber pistol, the models are divided into two types: 4O and 9, and the former generally uses O.
The 4o inch Smith & Wesson pistol cartridge, which is generally used with a 9x19 mm Barabylum pistol cartridge, from this cartridge case, belongs to O.
The cartridge case of the 4o-inch Smith & Wesson pistol bullet was something that another Koch 9 pistol could not shoot.
This kind of 4O caliber pistol with a point of use is generally used by the military intelligence department, which made Taylor suddenly remember something, and a terrible thought immediately rose in his heart.
He shone his tactical flashlight to every corner, and soon saw the scene he least wanted to see
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