Chapter 195: Target Appears!

The moment the muzzle pressed against his brow, the red-haired man raised his hands tremblingly.

Chu Chen gave him a look, signaling him to put down the gun.

Seeing this, the red-haired man understood, immediately released the pistol he was gripping tightly, and threw it onto the deck!

Seeing this, the live stream chat was already completely insane!

The messages were endless, dazzling to the eye, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the entire live stream screen!

【Awesome! Too awesome!】

【God Chu's marksmanship is truly heaven-defying!】

【A textbook example of one-versus-many combat, it's so pleasing to the eye!】

【Haha, I'm dying of laughter, what were these people thinking, actually trying to rob God Chu!】

【Hmph, consider yourselves unlucky!】

【Yeah, it feels like even if a few more people came, they wouldn't be a match for God Chu!】

【God Chu: How is it? Surprised? Unexpected?】

【You people are truly dung beetles on the move—looking for shit!】

【Thought they encountered a fat sheep, but didn't expect to be robbed by a black-hearted thief!】

【His marksmanship is so accurate, how many bullets must it take to feed such marksmanship!】

【At least hundreds of thousands of rounds!】

【Holy crap, hundreds of thousands of rounds?】

【Whoever says he is just a prospective college student, I'll fight them to the death!】

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Inside the live stream, there was endless discussion.

All kinds of chat messages were coming in too fast to handle.

After the red-haired man put down the gun, Chu Chen stared at him unblinkingly, then gestured twice with the muzzle, signaling them to get off the ship.

Otherwise, he would not be polite.

The red-haired man likely knew he definitely wasn't Chu Chen's match, so he didn't resist, and directly took those subordinates, scrambling to jump into the sea!

After these guys jumped into the sea, Chu Chen walked directly into the Driving cabin and, according to the prior plan, sped all the way toward the Aden Gulf.

The journey was silent.

After more than ten hours of trekking!

At dawn the next day, Chu Chen finally caught up to his robbery target at the boundary of the Arabian Sea and the high seas of the Indian Ocean—the Majuki from Saudi Arabia!

This was a super oil tanker with a total weight of 300,000 tons!

It belonged to the Saudi Hendry Shipping Company.

But this cargo ship was not registered in the International Maritime Organization's system; it was a black oil tanker in the truest sense!

At the same time, it was also the target of Chu Chen's sixth robbery plan!

Right now, the viewers in the live stream had already been guarding the stream for an entire night.

But their enthusiasm had not dissipated at all!

When they saw this oil tanker come into view, many people couldn't help but start posting in the chat:

【Holy crap, is God Chu planning to rob this oil tanker this time?】

【Robbing an oil tanker, no way, right?】

【An oil tanker of this level probably isn't private; it should belong to some country!】

【Visualizing high energy ahead! Non-combatants please evacuate quickly!】

【Awesome, is God Chu about to become a pirate?】

【The main feature is starting, everyone stand up!】

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At the same time, just as the live stream viewers were discussing it, inside the Driving cabin of the Majuki!

At this moment.

In the spacious and bright Driving cabin, the morning light was faint.

A burly, middle-aged man with a long handlebar mustache was hunched over a desk recording something.

The next second, the bald first mate who was steering the ship beside him suddenly spoke: "Captain, that fishing boat has been following us for a long time. Should we have Thompson and the others find a way to deal with it?"

"It still hasn't left?" the handlebar-mustache Captain asked, raising his head.

"No."

Hearing this, the handlebar-mustache Captain decisively put down his pen, paced over to him, and his triangular eyes looked at the surveillance screen below the ship's wheel.

Before, he had noticed this fishing boat, but at first, he hadn't paid it any mind.

Over in the Aden Gulf, there were many fishing boats out at sea, so it was nothing strange.

But now, they had already reached the high seas, so why was this guy still following them?

Looking at the fishing boat on the surveillance screen, Abad stroked his handlebar mustache and said with a confused face: "Damn it, what does this guy want to do?"

After he finished speaking, the first mate beside him said: "Could it be pirates?"

"Pirates? Which pirates would dare to rob our ship? Like this, slow down the speed first, and call out for him to leave!"

"Yes!"

Upon Abad's order, the bald first mate immediately slowed the oil tanker's speed and simultaneously activated the loudspeaker, saying loudly:

"This is the Majuki, we are currently executing a classified transport mission. Unrelated vessels, please leave immediately; otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"This is the Majuki, we are currently executing a classified transport mission. Unrelated vessels, please leave immediately; otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"This is the Majuki, we are currently executing a classified transport mission. Unrelated vessels, please leave immediately; otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

The sound emitted from the loudspeaker carried a long way across the wide sea surface!

Yet the fishing boat behind them showed no intention of leaving, still tailing them stubbornly, and getting closer and closer!

Seeing this, the bald first mate said to Abad again:

"Captain, this guy has actually ignored our warning directly and is instead following even more closely!"

Hearing this, Abad shook his head, put on an extremely helpless expression, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said nonchalantly: "Thompson, there is a fishing boat following us, find a way to deal with him!"

Inside a spacious single bedroom.

Abad's voice came out from a white table.

On the table were many wine bottles and cigar butts.

Hearing the sound, a burly white man wearing a camouflage uniform, while puffing fiercely on a cigar, slowly picked it up and brought it to his mouth:

"What's the situation, Captain?"

"There's an eye-less guy following us. We've already given him a warning, but it doesn't seem to be of any use..." Abad's voice came out from the walkie-talkie again.

Hearing this, Thompson said lazily: "Got it."

After responding, he pressed the talk button on the walkie-talkie again, and then continued:

"Andrew, reply if you receive this."

At the same time, a group of white mercenaries also wearing camouflage uniforms were playing Texas Hold'em in a lounge next to the deck.

The moment Thompson's voice came out, a white man wrapped in a headscarf immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "I'm here, BOSS."

Thompson: "Captain Abad says there's a guy following our ship. Give him a warning and make him leave!"

"Understood."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, he threw the poker cards in front of him directly onto the table, and then said to the others: "Wait for me to come back to continue."

After saying this, he grabbed the sniper rifle beside him, strode out of the lounge, and arrived on the deck.

Then, he casually found a sniper position, opened the scope, and began to search across the wide sea surface...