Chapter 5 2. A good start

Thirty minutes later, the wind on the ocean suddenly picked up. Lin Feiyu never thought that he would hate windy weather so much.I remember that when he was in elementary school, he liked to climb up to the top floor of his house on a windy evening, open his arms, and watch the flying sand and rocks flying below.Be it pedestrians or vehicles, they are like crumbling leaves at this moment, howling and fleeing under the breath of nature. At that time, he felt that he was aloof, that he was simply the king of the world—seeing mortals struggling under their noses, but he was at ease, and he had the boldness to laugh at the common people.

But today Lin Feiyu finally discovered that in the world of wind, there is no king, only subjects. The landing craft with twenty marines bobbed up and down among the waves, as if it might be overturned by a wave at any time.According to Lin Feiyu's original "common sense of geography" - or his "imagination", in a place so close to the island - and it is also a large volcanic island, there should not be such a big storm, but today God obviously gave He made up a good lesson. The military uniform "robbed" from the "Qingyang" has been replaced. Lin Feiyu, who could have "borrowed" a set of combat uniforms in a more official way, insisted on wearing the outfit he had when he boarded the ship - a cheap set A casual shirt, and a pair of knockoff jeans that I can't even find the brand.

Can you believe it?A young man dressed like this actually sneaked into a warship that was heavily guarded, sailed overseas to perform important missions, and attracted the attention of countless news media?Xiao Liming couldn't understand it, and his subordinates were even more confused - especially the twenty marines who were on the same boat as Lin Feiyu. They are fully armed—steel helmets, life jackets, bulletproof vests, sea blue camouflage uniforms, and Type 95 assault rifles loaded with live ammunition. These warriors who are about to go to Paget Island to rescue their compatriots have no idea what Lin Feiyu, who is walking with them, is going to do. Where did the ghosts and monsters come from, and more importantly - "What exactly does he want to do?"

Among this group of people, the most dissatisfied was the company commander Chen Yang.As the on-site commander of this operation, he was very indignant at suddenly placing an unexpected guest in his team. Most importantly, he was asked by his superiors to "cooperate with him in his work" without prompting at all. "Did you see what this guy was wearing?" Next to Chen Yang, the sergeant who hadn't spoken since boarding the boat suddenly asked: "Which leader's relative stopped by to travel with public funds?" Holding a Type 88 sniper rifle covered in camouflage canvas, he sat with his legs curled up in a corner of the landing craft, just like an ancient swordsman holding his own sword.

"Keep your voice down, Jianxin, don't let people hear you." Chen Yang lightly thumped his subordinate's helmet: "We will cooperate with him in a while." The 22-year-old Cheng Jianxin is one of the few special shooters in the country who have "hit a living person", and the only ordinary soldier in the company who dares to make fun of Chen Yang-after all, they are not only fellows who enlisted at the same time, but also about to join the army. Discharged from the army together, disarmed and returned to the fields. "action?" The sniper snorted disdainfully:

"I'm afraid he'll only hold us back." Indeed, as far as Lin Feiyu's idyllic behavior is concerned, he looks like a leisurely tourist no matter how he looks at it. Let alone being able to participate in military operations, even protecting himself seems to be a problem.This is Chen Yang's first and possibly last overseas mission. Of course, he hopes more than anyone else that there will be no "accidents". There must be some kind of "he has to" reason for the appearance of this big brother. "You can't be judged by appearance... He is a man of background after all," Chen Yang glanced at Lin Feiyu's back sideways: "Did you know? It is said that just this morning, he put 'Neng Da Xu' on the ground, tied it up, and locked it up." It took less than half a minute to enter the storage room."

"'Can beat Xu'?" Cheng Jianxin was stunned for a moment: "Is that the muscular man on the ship? The barbarian who claims to have participated in the National Games?" "Sanda, I heard people said that he was eliminated in the second round of the regional qualifiers." Chen Yang paused, and said with a smile: "But I guess, the two of us together are not enough for him to play for half a minute." "Aren't you going to be instantly killed by this guy?" Cheng Jianxin compared Lin Feiyu who was not far ahead with his chin, "I really don't believe it..."

"Don't jump to conclusions," Chen Yang patted him on the shoulder, "You haven't seen anyone from the National Security Agency before." "Really not." Cheng Jianxin paused, his eyes wandering back and forth between the company commander and Lin Feiyu's back, "Oh, not necessarily, if all the agents of the National Security Bureau dressed like him, I would still I've seen a lot." "Jianxin..." "Ok?" "You're just ruthless..." "Thank you," the sniper raised the Type 88 in his arms: "My thing is more ruthless, do you want to try it?"

"Put it away, it won't be used this time. If there is no accident, we will be able to take the tourists out of the island before dark." "I hope you are right, company commander." Cheng Jianxin turned his head to one side, looked at another landing craft about 50 meters away, and sighed meaningfully: "I hope." Five small boats lined up on the rough sea, carrying a company of marines, rushed towards Paget Island against the increasingly violent wind and waves.According to the pre-booked plan, they should disembark at the pier and nearby beaches, then meet with the local police, and then go to the island to pick up all the Chinese tourists in batches.

Sounds simple doesn't it? If it weren't for "Xuanwu," it would have been a vacation-like parade of arms.Those so-called "coup elements" on Paget Island, even though they have also carried out terrorist attacks, have even occupied the island's radio station and cut off the radio communication between Paget Island and the outside world-this is what the Chinese government will send The Marine Corps' "official reason" for the rescue, but at the end of the day, these unsophisticated islanders can't make a big deal with crude equipment--at best, a few old guns snatched from the police station. Compared with the "Jiaolong" of this company under Chen Yang's command, they are just mobs.

But the appearance of Lin Feiyu made the whole incident a little strange - this strange guy claimed to belong to the "Seventh Special Service Division of the National Security Bureau". Not only Chen Yang, but even Major General Xiao Liming had never heard of this "organization".Obviously, the mission he performed was absolutely impossible to be as simple as rescuing Chinese tourists. I don't know whether it was driven by curiosity, or out of duty—maybe both, Chen Yang decided to meet this expert for a while. "Check the equipment!" At this moment, a soldier in the middle of the boat with a sergeant's epaulette suddenly raised his right fist and shouted loudly: "Check your equipment! There are still five minutes before landing!" This energetic and slightly hoarse shout attracted Lin Feiyu's attention. He held down his long curly hair that was fluttering in the wind, turned around, and just met Chen Yang who was squeezing behind him. "Lin Shen!" The company commander raised his face and gave a nervous military salute. Staff officer of the major—this is how Xiao Liming told himself to "call Lin Feiyu". Chen Yang once heard that spies would receive "special treatment" on the battlefield, but he did not expect to meet one today. "You can just call me by my name," the other party looked very relaxed, "You must be the company commander of the company, Chen Yang, right?" "Yes. The superior ordered me to cooperate with your work, and I will do my best to assist you in all actions on the island." Lin Feiyu laughed "hehe" twice: "...you just need to send me ashore. The 27 Chinese tourists on the island are the ones you need to assist." "I..." Chen Yang nodded awkwardly: "Understood." "How do you feel?" Lin Feiyu stretched out his right hand and patted the lieutenant's left shoulder lightly: "It's not easy to carry the expectations of the people of the whole country on your shoulders, isn't it?" "Thank you chief for your concern, we are ready." Seeing Chen Yang's serious expression, Lin Feiyu suddenly had the urge to "trick" him: "You came here specifically to strike up a conversation with me," he let go of his hand, his curly and messy long hair fluttering up and down with the sea breeze, just covering his treacherous smirk: "Actually, you want to find out why I went to the island what to do, right?" Chen Yang opened his mouth twice, but hesitated to speak. Finally, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he gave a very reasonable explanation: "I'm just following the orders of my superiors, Lin Shen, even if you don't need our assistance, at least let me know what to do so as not to hinder your actions on the island." "Well, the thing is like this—" Lin Feiyu said calmly: "Among the 27 Chinese tourists on the island, there is a middle-aged man named Chaoxing, who is an ordinary employee of a commercial audit company. Three days ago, he Came to Paget Island for a vacation, and lost contact after the riot broke out on the island. I was ordered to come here to confirm his condition-he must see a person, and he must see a dead body." Chen Yang nodded with a vague understanding: "Is it an important person?" "It's not too important." Lin Feiyu pretended to wave his hand casually: "The real identity of Wang Chaoxing is the 'Day Goose' of the National Security Bureau, which is commonly referred to as the 'Cruising Intelligence Officer'. I was not informed of him. The reason for appearing on Paget Island, after losing contact, the higher-ups were afraid that he might take the opportunity to defect with information, so they sent someone—well, that’s me,” he pointed to his chest, “to make a simple Follow-up—what do you think of this mission? Are you a little disappointed?" The corners of Chen Yang's lips were tightly closed, unable to answer a word for a long time.He couldn't believe that someone would say things to him that sounded like enough to kill him for five minutes—especially from an NSA agent—if he really was an NSA agent. "This... Lin Shen," Chen Yang was a professional soldier for many years after all, no matter how uneasy he was, his expression was still very calm: "Is this a state secret?" Lin Feiyu nodded and looked him up and down: "Of course." "Then is it okay for you to tell me this?" "Oh, this reminds me." Lin Feiyu curled his lips and touched his chin, looking quite serious: "How can I silence you in front of so many people?" "You... are you kidding me?" "What do you think?" "I think... I don't know..." "Don't be stupid, brother," Lin Feiyu smiled and patted his arm: "...you just take care of your own tasks, I'm used to being alone, so it's my order, okay? " "Yes..." Chen Yang swallowed, and the "dissatisfaction" in his heart swelled again: "What about the equipment? Do you need anything from us?" Lin Feiyu spread his hands: "It's all here." "You don't even need a gun?" "If I wandered around the island in uniform and with a pistol, who else would I catch?" At least this sentence, Chen Yang felt that it made sense, he nodded, and moved his gaze to the island shore ahead. Behind the long wall made up of billowing waves, the outline of the port gradually became clear. On the beach of Paget Island, the dense coconut grove swayed left and right with the strong wind, as if holding some kind of welcome ceremony for the guests coming from afar. Due to the production of iron ore and a kind of jade called "pattern green", there are two mines, one large and one small, on the small Peget Island. They are connected by a simple narrow-gauge railway, bypassing the town, all the way leading to the sea.It is said that the port has begun to take shape in the 18th century - at that time Peget Island was still a Dutch colony, so many typical Dutch-style buildings are still preserved in the port - red tiles and white bricks, a single house. To say it is a port is a bit exaggerated.At best, this small pier on Paget Island can only berth some small merchant ships with a draft of four or five meters.Except for the old warehouses and dormitories, there are not many decent buildings on the shore. If it weren't for the modern crane imported from the United States, this place would simply be a typical small fishing village in Southeast Asia. "Authentic" - what does the tour's brochure say? "Come to Paget, taste the pure tropical scenery, and experience the authentic island culture." Leaving aside whether there are grammatical problems in this sentence, at least it is not lying. Paget is indeed a projectile that needs further development. Although it has shown some signs of "prosperity" driven by the global economic recovery in recent years, it is still an unknown island in the international tourism industry. "The marines will gather at the port after landing, and go to Paget Town together with the police on the island." Chen Yang said to Lin Feiyu: "We are the No. 3 boat, and the landing place should be on the beach on the west side of the port." "Very good," Lin Feiyu nodded, the intensified sound of the waves forced him to raise his voice a little: "I like the beach." The five landing craft gradually distanced themselves from each other and sailed towards the island shore in a fan shape.Lin Feiyu noticed that the surrounding soldiers all looked solemn, and some of them even held their guns in a somewhat unnatural posture. "It's just a very simple task," Lin Feiyu looked around and muttered to himself, "Take it easy, guys." Accompanied by Chen Yang's order to "load the gun", a crisp "click" sounded in his ears, which made Lin Feiyu nervous. He sat upright instinctively and clenched his fists. "Lin Shen," Chen Yang handed him an orange life jacket, "This is for you." "Thank you for your kindness," Lin Feiyu smiled and pushed away the opponent's hand, "I don't think we need this thing at all." Although the weather was bad and the sea was rough, what Lin Feiyu said was not unreasonable—the landing site was flat, and there were no obstacles except sporadic reefs; there were no gunfire or noise in the port, and it looked peaceful.Under such circumstances, how could life jackets be used simply to drive the landing craft ashore? "Our veterans have this saying—" Chen Yang quietly stuffed the life jacket behind Lin Feiyu: "Bring an extra shuttle of bullets, and you will have 30 more chances to survive." About 400 meters away from the pier, two or three figures appeared faintly on the concrete platform behind the trestle. They were wearing dark green jackets that seemed to be uniforms, and they were waving their arms vigorously towards this side with empty hands. "Look! It's the local police!" Chen Yang tapped Lin Feiyu's shoulder: "They should be here to welcome us!" It's going smoothly, just as smooth as Lin Feiyu imagined—what could go wrong?One company is China's first-class marine unit. Even if they really encounter "rioters" armed with AK47s, it is still unknown whether they are brave enough to open fire on these fierce men of the People's Liberation Army. "Comrades! Keep your spirits up! Don't hang your heads!" Chen Yang stood up straight, raised the Type 95 assault rifle in his hand vigorously, and shouted hoarsely: "The Americans are watching you! The Japanese They are watching you! The Filipinos are watching you! Your 1.35 billion compatriots are watching you! Stand up! It’s time for them to see you!” He leaned on the side armor plate of the landing ship Slowly squatting down on the armrest of the ship, he shouted to the communications soldier sitting on the bow: "Notify the No. 2 boat to enter the port directly! The landing site and route of other units will remain unchanged! In addition, report to the 'Qingyang' and say action." Everything went well..." The voice did not fall. The dazzling flames flashed across the left side of the No. 3 landing craft, and the white smoke trailed against the sea surface, spreading a brilliant spiral in the air. The faces of the marines were frightened and confused—no People can clearly see who fired the missile from which direction, but there is no doubt that for Lin Feiyu and Chen Yang, it was definitely a brush with death just now. In front of the stunned twenty-one men, the missile directly smashed into the cockpit of the No. 2 boat fifty meters away. A huge explosion and black smoke rose into the air. The waves were two or three meters high, and the water splashed in all directions, covering Chen Yang all over. The dumbfounded soldiers stared straight at the wrecked No. 2 boat, and it took five seconds for them all to react. "Enemy attack! Damn it! Level 1 combat readiness!" Chen Yang yelled furiously. He picked up the assault rifle in his arms, "Did anyone see where the rockets came from?" "It's not a rocket," Lin Feiyu interjected coldly, "It's a SMART." "What is it?" Chen Yang glanced at Lin Feiyu, and suddenly found that this strange guy who had been fooling around until thirty seconds ago had a solemn expression and stern eyes, and he was a completely different person. "Individual multi-purpose smart bombs made in Israel... I can't explain in a few words," Lin Feiyu frowned, "It's not a high-end product that ordinary people can get." He paused, then turned around and said, "Where's the life jacket just now? where?" At this time, Chen Yang didn't have time to pay attention to his "Lin Shen". Apart from commanding the landing craft to turn around, he also had to keep his feet on the shaking deck while communicating with the "Qingyang" and the other three small boats. , shot at the few "local policemen" in the port who were waving to this side just now—maybe they were really "local policemen", but after their company ate a missile flying from the port, who Still in the mood to tell which ones are the local cops that the report says "will greet us" and which ones are impersonators in uniform? For Chen Yang and his subordinates, this was definitely the first time in their lives that they entered a real battlefield.Even though they are called "the elite of the elite", several soldiers are still trembling with nervousness - it should be said, not only nervous, when watching their comrades huddled on a landing craft, being bombed by a missile When it's time to disappear without a trace, no one can keep calm, right? Anger, fear, and sudden sadness, strong emotions gathered and rolled in the hearts of the soldiers, transforming into hideous and distorted faces. This is the real war - not for righteousness, not for money, not for honor, just simply wanting revenge, just simply not wanting to see your companions die in vain. Accompanied by intensive gunfire, the landing craft rushed towards a sandy beach not far from the port. , he had to do it himself, moving around in the landing craft that was crowded like sardine cans.When he discovered that there was a life jacket next to his butt just now, another round of SMART was fired from the second floor of a Dutch-style building in the port. This time Chen Yang could see the whole picture of this thing clearly: bullet-shaped shape, four long and thin fins, and a "thorn" like an antenna standing on the side of the warhead - he has never seen a similar weapon, but at least he can see its direction - there is no doubt that this launch SMART is flying towards me! "Left rudder! Left rudder!" Chen Yang yelled at the helmsman behind him like crazy: "Damn it! It's coming this way!" The landing craft made a sharp turn on the turbulent sea, just avoiding the missile, and the white smoke symbolizing death streaked across the helmets of the soldiers, making everyone's heart skip a beat. Chen Yang, who was covered in cold sweat, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly: "Damn! How dangerous!" For the twenty-one people on the No. 3 landing craft, the word "dangerous" came a few seconds earlier. After missing them, the missile immediately pulled upwards, drew an arched smoke column in mid-air, and swooped straight down towards the exposed cockpit of the landing craft. "Fuck!" This time it was from the heart, Chen Yang cursed: "What is this!" Under the terrified gaze of everyone, the missile plunged into the sea next to the landing craft and detonated at the same time. Although it was not a direct hit, the water waves and shock waves generated by the explosion still tipped the entire small boat to one side, throwing the Half the crew inside were thrown into the air— Lin Feiyu was also included. Before this "Agent of the Seventh Secret Service of the National Security Agency" lost consciousness, the last thing he saw was a sea as heavy as gray iron. It was like a huge mirror, lying in front of his eyes, as if reaching out can touch.So Lin Feiyu instinctively stretched out his hand to reach something for support, but there was only darkness—the moment he touched the water, he passed out, and the life jacket he held in his hand had just been put on his shoulder. Things that I thought would never be used at all became the first straw today. When performing missions or solving cases before, Lin Feiyu often guessed the ending wrong, but this time, obviously, he didn't even guess the beginning correctly.