How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

Lu Donglai was puzzled and his eyes widened.

However, nearly a hundred fishing boats appeared in front of everyone, and then headed straight for the frigate.

This is……

A local fishing boat in Canaan?

Not bad!

All the fishing boats from the Canaan fishing port came over.

Ahmed, who was at the very back, couldn't believe his eyes.

When he left the fishing port, all the fishing boats docked at the port were dispatched and appeared in front of him.

What are they going to do?

In the next second, Ahmed understood what they were thinking.

They actually want to initiate...

Self-sand cover!

Not only Ahmed discovered it, but all the Canaanite men who survived by chance also discovered it.

These fishing boats are coming in the opposite direction at full power.

After passing through the crowd like crazy, he slammed into the frigate.

Ahmed even clearly saw that the person standing on the deck of the first fishing boat was not the fisherman he had seen before, Bazaka!

"Mr. Bazaka...you..."

When these fishing boats passed by him.

Ahmed looked at each other blankly.

Bazaka stood on the deck, waving his big hands, and kept urging.

"Run! Run! Mr. Ahmed! Run, we...we are here to cover you!"

The yellow-faced man burst into tears instantly.

How could he not understand.

When life and death are shared, everyone will sacrifice their lives for Canaan without hesitation.

"Help me take care of my son! He will be an excellent Canaanite warrior!"

After Bazaka said his last words in his life, he took all the fishermen and nearly a hundred fishing boats of different sizes with him.

Bravely rushed towards the frigate.

They want to use themselves as the target to attract all the firepower of the frigate and buy precious time for Ahmed and others!

……

"Damn it! Sink them!"

The captain on the frigate went crazy on the spot!

Damn Canaanites!

Do you really not want your life?

These supply ships are about to be sunk, why are you here to join in the fun?

A small fishing boat that can be capsized by waves also wants to sink us?

If that's the case, let's all die!

The 76mm rapid-fire naval gun once again exerted its power, with full firepower.

Bang bang bang!

Within 1 minute, nearly a hundred rounds were fired, and the barrel of the cannon turned red.

And Ahmed could only watch.

Watching the small fishing boat where Bazaka was on bear the brunt of the attack, it was hit by a cannon shot from the opponent.

Huge plumes of smoke rose into the sky from the sea, covering the sky and the sun.

When the smoke dissipated, Bazaka's figure was nowhere to be seen.

The other party has died in this completely unequal battle.

The gunfire continued.

Fishing boats continue to die in the sea.

But the remaining fishing boats still rammed into the frigate without hesitation.

Ahmed could only turn around in pain and direct everyone to flee quickly.

Blood for blood!

A tooth for a tooth!

These unforgettable hatreds will all be revenged one day.

With nearly a hundred fishing boats "self-sand cover".

The remaining twelve or thirteen cargo ships finally had precious time to escape.

After half an hour.

The frigate behind them could no longer be seen. They could already vaguely see the fishing port and the brothers who came to meet them at the fishing port.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They had agreed long ago.

After the goods are obtained here, in order to prevent the opponent's long-range missile bombing, the materials will be transferred immediately.

Ahmed even saw several rocket launchers set up on the shore and being adjusted and aimed.

Obviously, if the Jewish guys really dare to chase them to the fishing port, they will be dealt a heavy blow.

Ahmed was shaking with excitement.

"Brothers! Just hold on, we'll be ashore right now!"

Unfortunately, desperate news came over the intercom.

"Captain! That frigate...appeared again!"

what?

Ahmed's heart sank and he turned around to look.

really.

The frigate appeared again on the sea.

The other party apparently pursued them again after sinking all the fishing boats.

It was like a god of death holding a sickle, appearing behind everyone with a sinister smile.

"Run! Run!"

How could Ahmed accept defeat when victory was just around the corner.

While shouting, he contacted the brothers on the shore who were responsible for responding.

Keep them ready to fire.

Once the frigate arrives within the range of the rocket launcher, it will definitely give them some color!

A race between life and death begins like this.

……

"Captain, no... we can't chase anymore!"

On the frigate, the first mate, second mate and others tried hard to persuade the top commander of this Saar-6 lightweight frigate.

"There is a fishing port in front of us. Once our ship does not have enough draft, it is likely to run aground!"

"Also, didn't you see? The damn Canaanites have deployed a large number of rocket launchers on the shore!"

"Once we get close to the range, we will suffer a devastating blow..."

Everyone was talking anxiously, wondering how the frigate captain Paris didn't know.

"Fake! Let these bastards get weapons and equipment, turn around and attack us!"

Paris gritted his teeth and visually determined that he was still some distance away from the shore.

He gave the order to continue the pursuit.

"Chase for another 3 nautical miles and be sure to annihilate them all!"

Everyone's expressions froze and they could only nod and obey the order.

pity……

No one has left the combat command room yet.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

But I saw hundreds of red streams of light coming from the direction of the fishing port!

"It's a rocket launcher! Quick... activate the rocket interception system."

Paris exclaimed and hurriedly issued orders.

The interception system on the deck was activated instantly, and dozens of interceptor missiles were launched at the same time, heading straight for the rockets in the air.

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded over the sea.

Dark clouds covered the sun and thick smoke billowed.

The vast majority of rocket launchers fired from the shore were successfully intercepted.

but……

Is the 107 rocket launcher produced by Longguo a joke?

One artillery can fire a full 12 rockets.

In order to ensure that they could get supplies smoothly, the Canaanites arranged at least ten gates on the shore.

120 rockets flew in, and more than twenty of them were caught in the trap.

Some of them landed on the sea and exploded, and some landed on the frigate accurately.

A violent explosion sounded, causing the frigate to shake violently.

Fire instantly filled the deck.

In the combat command room, a shrill alarm sounded.

【warn! warn! There is a malfunction in the radar system, please repair it immediately...]

【warn! warn! The hull is seriously damaged, please repair it immediately...]

【warn……】

"Captain Paris! We can't pursue him any longer!"

Everyone shouted loudly, their faces turning pale with fear.

We are just a 2000-ton frigate.

It is not a cruiser, nor is it equipped with close-in defense guns and guided missiles.

Do you really want to be sunk alive in the Mediterranean Sea by the opponent's 107 rocket launcher?

"withdraw!"

Paris looked at the people of Ahmed who were about to escape successfully, gritted his teeth and issued an order.

"Yes!"

Everyone was ecstatic when they heard the words.

"and many more!"

After all, Paris was unwilling to give in. How could he sit back and watch these Canaanites, who were inferior to pigs and dogs, obtain weapons.

"While retreating, launch torpedoes! Make sure to sink them!"

Everyone stayed.

"Captain, the radar system has been damaged and we have no way to locate it. If we rely solely on torpedo self-propulsion guidance..."

"I don't care who I am!"

Paris said with hatred: "Pour out all the torpedoes and hit whoever you can! You can't just leave like this!"

"Yes!"

Everyone reacted quickly.

10 minute later.

The rocket launcher on the shore launched another round of attacks, but unfortunately the frigate was out of range and fled far away.

All the shells exploded on the sea.

This made Ahmed and others look happy.

At this moment, there is only 1 nautical mile away from the fishing port, which can be said to be reached in the blink of an eye.

But, just when everyone wanted to celebrate their narrow escape from death.

boom!

The fishing boat Ahmed was on exploded again!

"team leader!"

"team leader……"

Everyone screamed and watched helplessly as the fishing boat carrying Kai 59 sank into the water.

Someone immediately jumped into the sea and started rescue.

Lifting the tank is a no-brainer.

Mr. Ahmed, nothing must happen!

……

after an hour.

Several medium and long-range positioning missiles roared from the direction of Yutai, completely destroying this small fishing port.

Fortunately, the Canaanites in the fishing port had already evacuated.

All the supplies, including the remaining ten containers, were also taken away.

dozens of kilometers away.

A dozen convoys sped away, escaping from the targeting attack of guided missiles.

Ahmed, who was rescued in a pickup truck, finally opened his eyes.

"Tank! Our 59 modified tank!"

He sat up suddenly and shouted.

"Captain, the tank has fallen into the sea..."

Someone said in pain, and Ahmed almost fainted again when he heard the words.

Mr. Ye gave us such a four-in-one 59 modified tank!

Unable to transport it back to Canaan?

He was so angry that he wanted to order everyone to turn around and fish out the container no matter what, and bring the tank back to land.

If it falls into the hands of a Jew.

How could he explain to Mr. Ye, Mr. Su, or even Long Guo?

But he hasn't spoken yet.

A little boy of about ten years old next to him asked with a cry.

"Mr. Ahmed, where is my father? There are others, why didn't they come back with you?"

Ahmed was shocked and turned around to see that it was Bazaka's son.

According to Bazaka, he will be an outstanding Canaanite warrior in the future.

Ahmed looked at the other party's sad look and twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to say another word to turn around.

He could only speak softly.

"Child! Your father gave his great and glorious life to protect us!"

Little Bazaka was completely stunned and turned to look at the sun outside the car window.

Could it be that this is what protection means?

……

Another three hours later.

Jiangcheng Military Factory.

Sufenggu received a satellite call from Ahmed.

"Ahmad, what did your mother-in-law say?"

"Has the Type 59 tank fallen into the sea? It might even fall into the hands of a Jewish guy?"

Su Fenggu only felt a chill, which instantly rushed to his head.

at the same time.

His personal cell phone rang.

When Su Fenggu saw the caller, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

"Hello, Ye Cheng? You...you also know?"

The other party said in a deep voice on the phone.

"what do you know?"

"Uncle Su! Help me prepare immediately. I want to go to Canaan immediately."

After Su Fenggu heard this, his eyes darkened.

It's over!

I'm afraid something big is going to happen again.