Chapter 284: Shooting Down the Helicopter

Just as Chen Mo expected, the island's watchtower has already spotted the four vessels and is reporting to Madam M.

"Madam M, four fishing boats are approaching from the west. Should we sink them outright or drive them away?"

Smuggling vessels are basically modified fishing boats; they usually disguise themselves as fishing boats, and unless you get close and look carefully, they're easily taken for ordinary fishing vessels.

"According to the old rule, warn them and drive them off first; if they change course, we can leave them be."

Madam M never imagined that Chen Mo would bring people for retaliation.

Putting aside whether Chen Mo has the ability to retaliate in her eyes.

Just think, who would go all the way to an assassin organization's headquarters just because they were assassinated!

Generally, when encountering an assassin, surviving is already good.

If one luckily survives an assassin's attack, the usual response is to strengthen one's own protection to prevent further pursuit.

Those with remaining strength may seek revenge on their own enemies; few would retaliate against the assassin organization itself.

Moreover, her base is extremely secret; Meiliguo's CIA has searched for years without finding it, so how could anyone come to retaliate against her?

These four suddenly appearing fishing boats must be like the previous ones, merely having lost their way and unintentionally approaching this island.

For such boats, just issue a warning and point them in a direction; they will naturally steer clear of the island.

If they persist in approaching, sorry, the sea already contains many sunken shipwrecks.

They have various weapons on the island, including a helicopter. Sinking a ship would be far too easy.

At this moment, in the cabin, the junior who pilots the ship reports to Han Bin: "Brother Bin, the shortwave signal from that island ahead says it's a military base, forbids us from approaching, and tells us to change course immediately, otherwise they'll sink us."

Han Bin jumps in fright at the words and rushes out of the cabin to consult Chen Mo.

"Ah Mo, the island ahead sent a warning saying it's a military base, telling us to turn our course and leave here.

We can't afford to anger the military; shouldn't we just go?"

"What do you mean 'go'? We've already arrived; how could we leave!"

"The island is a training base for assassins, unrelated to the military; don't be fooled by them. Keep moving forward!"

"Is that true? Don't lie to me!" Han Bin feels uncertain.

"I'm right here on the ship; do you think I want to die! It's fine, just keep moving forward!"

Seeing Chen Mo speak so confidently without a hint of panic, Han Bin stamps his foot and curses: "Damn, I really fell for your nonsense, running here with you.

Today I stake my life on trusting you once; if I die, you'll see how I deal with you in the next life."

He turns around, returns to the cabin, grabs the intercom, and orders the crews of the four vessels: "Ignore them, keep going forward, prepare to land on the island."

A few minutes later, the ship gets even closer to the island.

On the island, Madam M's people notice the four fishing boats still approaching and realize something's wrong.

If the warning fails, the visitors are hostile.

Now the four ships are still about 10 km from the island; ordinary weapons can't reach them.

They can only launch the helicopter to strike them from the air.

A few minutes later, the helicopter approaches from the sky, hovering sideways in mid‑air.

The cabin door opens, a Gatling barrel protrudes, aiming at Chen Mo's ship, waiting for the fishing boat to get a bit closer before opening fire.

These fishing boats are of average build, not even needing bombs; the Gatling's firepower is enough to punch holes through them.

Through the scope of his sniper rifle, Chen Mo clearly sees the helicopter's air‑mounted Gatling.

At this moment, Chen Mo feels a bit panicked.

Damn it, your assassin organization already has mercenaries, and now you even use a Gatling?

Kaiselin never said that!

In fact, Kaiselin knows the island's firepower layout and has seen the helicopter on the island.

But to prevent them from escaping, they aren't even allowed to approach the helicopter, let alone see its mounted weapons.

The air‑mounted Gatling's effective range is 1,500 m, maximum 3,000 m, farther than Chen Mo's sniper rifle.

Chen Mo can only gamble now, betting that the few mercenaries on the helicopter will bring them close enough to fire.

Fortunately, Chen Mo won the gamble.

Although the air‑mounted Gatling's effective range reaches 1,500 m, that thing has no sight.

A ship over twenty meters long, at 1,500 m away, doesn't look large to the naked eye.

Moreover, the Gatling's fire rate is high and recoil strong; at over a thousand meters, hitting a small target on a wobbling helicopter is extremely hard.

On the cabin, Chen Mo is now holding the sniper rifle, aiming at the helicopter.

To the people on the helicopter, he is like a tiny black dot, unnoticed.

As the distance closes and they near the Gatling's 1,500 m range, the helicopter crew still hasn't fired; Chen Mo lightly wipes the cold sweat from his forehead.

At 1,400 m, the helicopter crew still hasn't fired; Chen Mo nervously clenches his left hand on the rifle.

At 1,300 m, they still haven't fired. Chen Mo slowly exhales a breath of stale air, relaxing his whole body.

If you don't fire now, there will be no chance to fire.

At 1,200 m, still short of the SVD sniper rifle's effective range, but Chen Mo is already confident.

Chen Mo fires first.

His fingers pull the trigger in succession, sending out two bullets.

One bullet pierces the glass, precisely hitting the helicopter pilot's head.

The other bullet enters the cabin, striking the machine gunner's head.

"Pop! Pop!" two crisp sounds.

The pilot's and machine gunner's heads explode almost simultaneously, red and white spray filling the helicopter.

The Gatling lost its chance to burst into blue flame.

Then Chen Mo's finger kept pulling the trigger, "Bang‑Bang" another two shots, one hit the helicopter's fuel tank, the other hit the propeller linkage.

The helicopter lost its pilot, lost its propeller, and barreled forward, crashing into the sea.

"Boom—" the helicopter exploded!

"Kaiselin, have Han Bin sprint at full speed, reach the shore as fast as possible!"

A Jie, inform the brothers, get ready; before landing, fire 20 rockets at the shore, then provide fire coverage!

Kaiselin heard Chen Mo's order, turned around and entered the cabin.

Li Jie, still a bit stunned, stared blankly at the explosion's flash.

"A Jie! Stop looking, go quickly!"

"Oh, oh!" Hearing Chen Mo's another reminder, Li Jie finally snapped out of it, grabbed the intercom and relayed Chen Mo's command.

He couldn't understand it at all; Chen Mo, a member of the Triad Society, might be accurate with a pistol, but how could he also be so good with a sniper rifle.

This is too unreasonable!