Chapter 4543: Brightest Day (IX)

Ten meters or so for open water is not very deep. If you hold your breath, you can swim up. What's more, both of them have life jackets, and they are in a floating state as soon as they go out, as long as they hold their breath, they will soon float to the water surface. And the hijackers have already withdrawn.

This escape plan looks very simple, but it is actually very thrilling, requiring multi-party cooperation, otherwise it cannot be completed.

First, the state of the plane must be very balanced. Because once there is an imbalance in the sinking process, the speed of descent will increase exponentially. That is to say, the plane must sink flatly to sink very slowly, so that the hijackers can wait for a long time, and it can only sink ten meters or so. But if it is head-first, then the time of half a day is enough to sink into the seabed, then there is absolutely no possibility of survival. This is all due to the captain's powerful forced landing technology.

Secondly, even if it is ten meters, the water pressure cannot be underestimated. In this case, it is almost impossible to break the glass and go out. But it is a coincidence that Schiller has a very powerful revolver in his hand. Not to mention ten meters of water pressure, I am afraid that a hundred meters is also fine. One shot shattered the glass, which allowed them to swim out at the fastest speed.

Finally, both of them have good physical fitness. Although the captain is a bit old, he was a fighter pilot when he was young, and he was also one in a hundred. Schiller is in a bad state, but this amount of exercise is not counted for him. More importantly, both of them are very calm, and they waited until the extreme limit before running out, and there is a possibility of accidents early or late.

In short, the two of them escaped from danger. But this is only the first step. Because they are now floating in the middle of the Red Sea, and the Red Sea is not big, and it is possible to be discovered by passing enemy ships at any time.

"Do you have reliable companions?" Schiller frowned and asked. The change in water pressure just now made his ears very uncomfortable, and now he can basically only rely on watching lip movements to judge what the other party is saying.

"I served in Africa when I was young." The captain also shouted at the top of his lungs, "But those people are old, and I can't contact them!"

Schiller sighed, looked around, and said: "Then we can only wait for an unlucky guy. Later, when you get on the boat, you just need to run into the cabin, and don't come out no matter what you hear."

"Are you going to snatch the boat?"

"I hope I don't have to."

They floated on the sea for a while, and a boat appeared in the field of vision. Schiller blew the whistle on the life jacket directly, which was specially used for calling for help at sea. The other party was obviously very vigilant.

"I am an American, I can pay the ransom, let me go up!" Schiller shouted. Within a few minutes, they were fished up. Sure enough, this was not a simple fishing boat, and it was definitely not going to work without some armed forces. Schiller waved his hand, and the other party seemed a bit vigilant.

"You are an American? Do you have money?" The other party asked.

"I have. You can call my family directly to ask for ransom, and send me ashore after it's done. This is my uncle, we come from a huge family." Schiller said.

The other party seemed to understand, glanced at Schiller, and brought paper and pen. Schiller wrote down Diana's phone number without hesitation, handed it to him, and said: "This is my wife. She also comes from a huge family. We love each other very much, so she will definitely agree to your request."

The captain behind rolled his eyes. Anyone could hear that this was wrong, why encourage the hijackers to open their mouths wide? And wife, this is your enemy, right?

He guessed it right. Schiller thought angrily in his heart: without this revolver given by Diana, where would there be so much trouble. He shouldn't have had any illusions about the demigod's weapon manufacturing level!

The other party mumbled and went to make a phone call. Schiller could roughly imagine Diana's expression, but he knew that Diana would definitely find a way to fish him out, after all, she was still counting on him to do things.

Sure enough, I don't know what Diana promised these pirates, but the other party actually became easy to talk to. After hanging up the phone, he even said: "Your wife really loves you! Your love is too beautiful!"

Schiller smiled at him. Originally thought this matter passed like this, but these people were also quite enthusiastic, and insisted on pulling Schiller to chat, asking one sentence east and one sentence west, seeming to be very looking forward to Schiller telling them his love story.

Schiller couldn't hear it in the first place, and these people spoke a mixture of local language and English, and he couldn't see the lip movements clearly. After chatting for a long time, he had to point to his ears and waved his hand.

The other party immediately opened his eyes in surprise, and then showed a sympathetic expression, but obviously more indulged in witnessing the beautiful love. Although Schiller was helpless, he didn't go to poke it.

So he took paper and pen and told them his profession—a financial practitioner from Metropolis, and his wife was an art critic and writer.

As for the love story they wanted to hear, Schiller very generously told them that his wife should not be busy now, you can just call and listen to her.

These pirates were really idle, and they really called Diana to ask. When Diana heard them asking her to tell the "love" story with Schiller, she really wanted to fly over the Red Sea now, pick him up, and punch him into the center of the earth.

But there was no way, the person was in their hands now. If this lie wasn't rounded, the other party might tear up the ticket. Diana had to grit her teeth and compile a paragraph. Schiller listened to it and pouted: this look is that she read too few romance novels, and it was too dull.

But thinking about it, Diana didn't have any love experience. Schiller insisted on giving himself a financial practitioner's name, and couldn't hard-set Steve's experience. He managed to round it up after racking his brains.

The pirates were quite satisfied with listening, and didn't make things difficult for Schiller, and even let him and the captain take a bath on the boat and change their clothes. Then they landed at a very small port in Yemen. This seemed to be the territory of that group of pirates, and no one checked, and they went ashore very smoothly.

After going ashore, those people were also very polite to them. Schiller knew very well that Diana should have used the Amazon's relationship, and the money was enough, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy.

The captain prepared to return to the country directly. And Schiller indicated to them that he would go to Egypt first, and then transfer back to the United States. Although they were a bit puzzled, they still helped him book a boat ticket to Hurghada, Egypt. The Red Sea is not big, and the boat trip is not long, and it will be there soon. So he didn't take their boat, but took an ordinary merchant ship.

Why say that when you are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in your teeth. Or it may be that the opponent Diana is willing to pay so much money to deal with is indeed not easy to deal with. Not long after boarding the ship, the ship was hijacked again.

Schiller, sitting in his seat, rubbed his forehead: he should have asked those people for a gun just now. After working for a long time, he still had this broken revolver in his hand, and it would cause big problems whether he fired or not.

These hijackers didn't look so professional, they came up with an AK47, and kept turning the muzzle, indicating for people to take out their money.

Schiller had money on him, but no local currency. Taking out US dollars now would clearly show that he was a fat sheep, and he might be tied up again. Although it wouldn't be bad to pit Diana for another sum, his injury really couldn't be delayed any longer.

Schiller looked at the people around him, and someone took out a wallet with a stack of local currency. Schiller poked him with his elbow and handed him a few US dollars. The other party opened his eyes wide, and then understood what he meant. He secretly hid the US dollars and then shared some local currency with Schiller.

But things obviously didn't go that simply. These hijackers were obviously not blind. Schiller looked different from the locals, even if he wasn't a pure white, he definitely wasn't a local. This kind of person looked like a fat sheep at first glance. So they pointed a gun at him, signaling him to stand up. This was obviously to search his body.

In fact, if it was just taking away the US dollars, it would be fine, but that broken revolver really couldn't be taken away by them, otherwise this ship would be very difficult to sail to Egypt safely.

Schiller was a bit helpless. He took a deep breath, and when someone was about to put down the gun and come to search his body, he grabbed the other party's gun body. Because his state was not good, he didn't even use fighting, and snatched the gun away at once.

The companion holding the gun next to him was also stunned. Schiller fired a burst of fire, shouted: "Don't move! Otherwise I'll shoot!"

The leader of the other party had already searched to the back row, saw what happened in front, and shouted a few words in the local language. Schiller couldn't hear it, and couldn't understand the lip movements, he said: "Find someone who speaks English!"

After a while, someone walked out: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"From the United States, you ask less. Either get off the boat, don't blame me for not reminding you if something happens!"

Several hijackers looked at each other, and they were really hesitant. To put it bluntly, the Americans here are no different from wandering gods of death, and it's not a good thing to meet them. They communicated, anyway, the money was snatched almost, and they turned and prepared to leave.

As a result, the ship was blocked by another group of people. The weapons in the hands of this group of people were standard equipment. Schiller took a look and knew that it should be flowed out of the US military base in this area, all desert-painted.

This group of people was obviously not here for money, but intended to search for people. Schiller was standing in the center of the ship, and he didn't have time to hide. He could only roll on the spot, fired a burst, first knocked down a hijacker closest to him, snatched a magazine from him, and then used the seat as cover, knocked down the few at the door, and rushed out toward the door.

Looking out, there were at least thirty or forty terrorists armed to the teeth. Schiller was a bit speechless: hearing is indeed very important. But if he could hear, he could distinguish the number of people through footsteps. But now it was too late to run back.

He hid on the side of the ship, preparing to knock down those on the deck. But the other party almost immediately discovered him, and surrounded him from both sides. Just as Schiller was considering whether to jump off the ship, a burst of gunfire sounded, and then two dazzling flashes, the two terrorists surrounding him were cut in half by a big sword.

Schiller narrowed his eyes and saw a tall black and yellow figure jump down from the top of the ship, standing in the blood mist and staring at him.

"Blue-skinned dog." The low voice came through the mask, "Who told you I was here?"

"I'm not here to chase you." Schiller took out the revolver, "I advise you to take back that sentence, otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?"

"BANG!!!!!!!!!!"

"Holy shit?!" ===== CHAPTER 4544 =====

"Bang!!!!!!"

"What the hell?!"