District 9

Security was suddenly tightened on the Pearl's bridge. If Brother Xiao and others wanted to continue their work, they had to temporarily adjust their strategies.

After everyone discussed in the ventilation duct for nearly forty minutes, they finally formulated the second plan, and after getting in touch with Ma Laoer, they jointly decided to implement it.

The twelve-man team was divided into two groups. One group stayed near the dock and was led by Meng Xi; the other group continued to climb up and arrived near the functional cabin where radar equipment was gathered.

At about 3:10 in the morning, in the ventilation duct of the Pearl No. 2 radar cabin, Fu Zhen looked at the exit and the scene inside, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. There are no welded iron railings here, and there are many vents to facilitate the cooling of the equipment.

The radar on a warship is not actually like what ordinary people think. It is like setting up a central control room and arranging a few soldiers to receive all the information feedback, because its classification is extremely complicated and the functional distinctions are also very detailed. .

The navigation radar is connected to the cab, and the information feedback is directly transmitted to the navigation chief, so that the navigation plan can be quickly formulated. Two sets of air search radars, two sets of fire control radars, and a set of sea warning radars are divided into two central control rooms, one for offense and one for defense. They are controlled by technical soldiers from the radar department, and the information and pictures are directly Feedback is sent to the war room to facilitate the captain to make military responses and formulate tactics.

The No. 2 radar cabin where Fu Zhen, Brother Xiao and others are currently located is responsible for air search and sea warning. The new temporary plan is to use the fastest, simplest, and safest method to control this place.

In the pipeline, Fu Zhen made a grouping gesture towards Brother Xiao, who nodded in response and led the two of them to another pipeline exit.

In the room below, there were four technical soldiers, two sleeping on the bed and two on duty. Because it was already early in the morning and there were no combat missions, the atmosphere in the central control room was not active.

In the pipe, Fu Zhen set up the M-series automatic rifle, stretched out his hand to slowly press the exit shutter, and poked out the muzzle of the silencer-equipped gun.

On the other side, Brother Xiao's right foot was hanging in the air, ready to kick open the blinds and fall down at any time.

An extremely nervous atmosphere filled the pipe, and beads of sweat appeared on Fu Zhen's forehead. After forcing himself to adjust his breathing, he immediately pulled the trigger firmly and firmly.

"Pfft, pfft!"

The gunshot rang out, and the two technical soldiers next to the console were shot almost at the same time to the naked eye. Their heads bled, and they fell to the ground with a thud.

"Bang!"

The moment the two were shot dead, Brother Xiao kicked open the shutters of the exit, and his body fell from the air like a leopard.

The two people who were resting on the bed indoors sat up when they heard a sound.

Brother Xiao held a gun in his right hand and a military dagger in his left hand. He rushed up to the bed, put his knee on a soldier's chest, put the gun on his forehead, and pierced his neck with the dagger. He shouted in a low voice: "Don't move!"

"Whizzing!"

Two more Sichuan military intelligence officers rushed down the pipe and controlled the soldiers on the bed next to them.

The technicians who were held hostage were stunned. They looked at Brother Xiao and others in a panic, and asked in a stuttering tone: "You... what are you doing?"

At this moment, Fu Zhen and two other people also reached out from the pipe and immediately turned the other party's work recorder.

Brother Xiao held the technician hostage on the bed and asked in a low voice: "You will do whatever I ask you to do. Can you cooperate?"

The technician was also a person who knew current affairs. He glanced at his dead comrade beside the console and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Is there surveillance in the house?"

"The radar cabin... is a closed working environment. The doors are all hydraulic... there is no monitoring..." The other party shook his head and replied: "There is only one at the door, and the recorder we use when working."

Brother Xiao turned his head and glanced around. Seeing that what he said was true, he immediately grabbed his neck, pulled him up and asked, "When will your shift change?"

"...We are on the night shift, and no one will change the guard before 7:30 tomorrow morning."

"Very good." Brother Xiao nodded, pointed at the console and said, "You two sit over there."

Next to him, Fu Zhen directly used the combat instrument to connect to the private communication network and sent a complete message to the dock.

…

Dock pipe opening.

Meng Xi put on a full-coverage steel helmet, held onto the headset and ordered: "Action!"

"Bang!"

After the order was given, the military intelligence officer on the front raised his leg and kicked open the exit fan, and he jumped from the wall in an instant.

In the guard room, two soldiers who were chatting just raised their heads when they heard the voice. Before they could understand what was going on, they were killed by headshots.

Meng Xi and the other five people fell down one after another, and with small steps, they quickly advanced to the guard room in less than three seconds. Then they opened the door and thrust all six gun barrels into the room, instantly setting fire to them.

After a burst of slight gunfire, all enemy guards in the dock were cleared. The reason why everyone was able to work so smoothly was because they had been observing this place in the dark for several hours, and had already thought about how to shoot and how to control it countless times in their minds. The tactical actions after people come down are almost all instinctive reactions.

After killing the people in the guard room, the three soldiers dragged the body and threw it directly into the water tank. Meng Xi sat indoors, changed all the angles of the surveillance video in the dock, and then gave it to Ma The second child sent a message.

…

five minutes later.

On the deck of the 093 cruiser, thirty men wearing diving combat suits grabbed the rappel rope and began to fall down the wall of the battleship.

Ma Laoer was the last one to leave. He looked up at Wei Zirun and said: "If something goes wrong and we cannot leave the Pearl safely, you should immediately... conduct a sneak attack on it and try to sink it and kill Zhou Yuanzheng. "

"...Everything goes well!" Wei Zirun saluted Ma Laoer.

"hope everything is fine!"

After Ma Laoer replied, he followed the rope and descended directly into the sea water.

Since the No. 1 Southern Patrol Fleet itself operates within the inner harbor, the sea water here is not very windy, but it is cold, bitingly cold.

The 30 people led by Ma Laoer, in groups of five, connected their companions' wrists with ropes to avoid accidents in the sea, and then dived frantically toward the Pearl.

Fifteen minutes later.

In the No. 2 radar cabin of the Pearl, the radar responsible for sea warning has fed back abnormal signals. Thirty round red dots are flashing continuously.

"Erase!" Fu Zhen pointed his gun at the technician and ordered.

"Already wiped it off," the other party replied stutteringly.

"Snapped!"

Fu Zhen suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle his neck and shouted in a low voice: "I was a navy man, don't play tricks on me. I asked you to erase the real-time information transmitted to the war room as well, do you understand?!"

"I...I know." When the technician saw that Fu Zhen was a knowledgeable person, he immediately started operating quickly.

The cold wind blows on the sea, the waves are turbulent, the sky is dark, and no stars can be seen. In tonight's battle, can the old Leizi land safely?