Scholar's Advanced Technological System Chapter 1273 – Cleaning the Battlefield

Chapter 1273: Cleaning the Battlefield

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“The hostages are safe.”

“Check the surviving enemies.”

“There are two… The leader was not found, he might have escaped.”

“He didn’t escape, I let him go.” Li Gaoliang tapped his index finger twice on the wrist-mounted computer on his arm. Li Gaoliang looked toward the soldier next to him and said, “The British Secret Service helicopter will arrive in 17 minutes. Let’s clear the deck.”

The battle was over a few minutes ago.

It could not be called a battle at all; it was a one-sided slaughter. There were bloodstains everywhere on the deck. The killed militants were lying lifelessly everywhere.

Even though this was the nature of war, it was still somewhat gory and revolting.

The two pirate prisoners were imprisoned in the cabin. After Li Gaoliang ordered his subordinates to take photos and collect evidence, he found the cargo ship captain and organized a few crew members to mop the blood off the deck.

Because of the weather, the helicopter took three minutes later than expected.

After twenty minutes of waiting, the four helicopters finally flew to the cargo ship. A few ropes were dropped from the sky, and soon, a group of elite men in black combat uniforms descended using the ropes.

However, even though these people were elite soldiers who had undergone cruel training, when they stood next to the sci-fi-like exoskeleton armor, they appeared minuscule.

The tall commander of the special forces walked to Li Gaoliang’s side. He took off the mask on his face and said, “We’ll take over from here.”

Li Gaoliang glanced at him.

“This is public waters.”

“We know it is.”

Li Gaoliang then said, “You can chill on the sidelines if you want.”

“…”

The commander of the special forces obviously wanted to say something, but due to being intimidated, he finally put his right hand on the headset and walked aside. He asked his superiors for instructions.

Li Gaoliang ignored him and continued to command his team. This included helping the wounded, searching for surviving prisoners, and taking pictures of the scene for evidence.

The battle on the deck ended in less than half a minute. Apart from being frightened and annoyed by the irritating gas, the hostages who were tied up here had no other serious problems.

The British special forces didn’t know what to do. They stared at each other, twiddling their thumbs while waiting for new orders.

Another helicopter flew from the sky.

Li Gaoliang raised his head and squinted.

His tactical eyepiece zoomed in and locked in on the logo on the helicopter.

Broadcast helicopter?

BBC?

Li Gaoliang smirked and glanced at the royal secret service paratroopers in the cabin.

These British reporters sure are fast.

Almost faster than their special forces…

…

On the helicopter.

The violent air current blew the reporter’s blond hair. The man leaned out half of his body, squinted his eyes to face the camera, and shouted with all his strength.

“This is a live broadcast from BBC News!

“We are currently in the sky above the cargo ship Oseberg. This cargo ship lost contact with the Baltic shipping company three hours ago and deviated from its course, moving straight toward the Aurora Borealis.

“Two hours ago, it was confirmed through multiple channels that the cargo ship was hijacked by pirates. The United Kingdom, Denmark, Sweden, and China quickly dispatched rapid reaction forces to rescue…

“We can see from the deck that the British Royal Secret Service troops have just arrived on the deck. They are… Wait, the battle seems to be over?! Is it over?

“Please wait… We are receiving new information!

“Oh, sh*t! According to the authorities, this cargo ship is currently controlled by the Chinese orbital Airborne Brigade team… Wait, you mean, the battle was over an hour ago?!

“Didn’t you say that our special forces left from the nearest military base? They were actually an hour earlier than us?!”

The British reporter yelled in disbelief, “How is this possible?!”

…

Yes, how is this possible?!

The BBC reporter wasn’t the only one in disbelief. Abrahan, who was lucky enough to escape from dying, couldn’t believe any of this.

Those people were not people at all.

They were like monsters.

Abrahan desperately waved his arms. He was still swimming in the sea, and the fear in his heart still did not fade.

Over the past ten years, he had fought dozens of guerrilla wars in the jungles and deserts of East Africa. He had seized no less than 20 convoys of international humanitarian relief supplies and looted dozens of fishing boats.

However, even with such a wealth of combat experience, he had never seen such an opponent.

They were more difficult to deal with than the SEALs.

No, actually, the two were not comparable at all.

Even though the SEALs had advantages in equipment and firepower, when at the right place, they could rely on their rich guerrilla experience to fight those arrogant Americans.

But when faced with the monsters…

He didn’t even have the courage to fight back.

Abrahan finally approached a medium-sized fishing boat. With the help of a few dark-skinned sailors, he climbed onto the fishing boat.

A man with a beard walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and stared in his eyes.

“Aurora Borealis! What happened to the cruise ship and the people on it?”

“Sorry—”

Boom!

Smoke floated above the gun muzzle.

Marach pressed the trigger and shoot a few more times. He then let go of the unrecognizable face and kicked him into the sea.

He already knew the result of this mission. The reason for asking was that he didn’t want to believe it.

As expected, he was disappointed.

His hopes were crushed.

Marach put away the pistol. He turned his head back to his subordinates and told them to clean the deck. He continued to pretend to be a fishing boat.

The operation suffered heavy losses.

It seemed like all they could obtain was the deposit.

Fortunately, the deposit was also worth a lot of money.

At least it was more than enough to make up for his loss.

With this in mind, Marach felt a little happy.

However, are things that simple?

Marach didn’t know that someone was watching him this whole time…

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