Blackstone Code

Connie is an ordinary crew member, and his sister is the mistress of a small supervisor of the freighter company. This kind of thing is not very honorable, and no one will take the initiative to show off.

However, he also got a good job, at least it was a legitimate job, which could provide him with a stable income and prevent his family from having to eat relief food every day.

Originally, this was a very normal task. The company wanted to send a shipment of goods to the other side of the strait. According to the normal voyage, they could return to the Federation on the third day at most.

However, after weighing anchor, the first mate privately revealed that they might stay for two more days, mainly to help the local tourism industry.

Since the native law of Gaevra considers recruiting as a legal and legitimate occupation, this law has been extended to the concession, and recruiting in the Amelia area has also been legalized.

Ignoring the chaotic situation in the mainland for the time being, the stability of the port area is still guaranteed. This has also made the ports along the coast of Amelia extremely prosperous and the tourism industry has developed.

With just a little money, you can not only appreciate the exotic customs of Amelia, but also find a local tour guide to learn some geographical knowledge.

"Fifty bucks for three days, anytime!"

Everyone on the whole ship was excited about this. For the crew, this may be a small benefit. Everywhere they go, they leave a little bit of their own genes and make outstanding contributions to the integration of the world.

At noon, the ship was already close to the middle of the strait. Everyone had gone through this route without any risks, and the ocean climate did not change much, so everyone was very careless.

This is probably like the feeling of crossing a road. Who would have thought that something would happen just by crossing the road?

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was drowsy. The sun shining on the deck raised the temperature of the ship's hull. The temperature and humidity were very pleasant. Most of the crew members who had nothing to do had returned to the cabin.

Take Connie, for example. He changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed. As the ship rocked, the not too bright sunlight shone through the glass boat on the cabin and fell on half of his face, making him Fell into sleep.

until……

He was woken up by the butt of a gun.

Connie suddenly woke up and raised his body like a drowning man, only to be met with another gun butt, which hit him with stars in his eyes.

There were sounds gradually in my ears. Some people were shouting in terror, some were roaring, some were begging for mercy, and there were even gunshots.

The sunlight outside the cabin window was no longer so warm, and there was a biting chill. His mind was almost blank, and he went to the deck at the pirate's request without any subjective consciousness.

Yes, pirates, terrible pirates!

In this era, pirates are definitely the most troublesome existence on the sea, because there is no particularly reliable and practical early detection equipment, and pirates often use cover-colored boats to try to attack first. Once the pirates are not noticed, they basically come and go. It is difficult for merchant ships to escape.

This time too, a speedboat followed from behind and climbed onto the deck from the side of the ship, and then this scene happened.

Connie held the back of his head with his hands and squatted barefoot on the hot deck in his pajamas. He kept moving his feet, which had been exposed to the sun all day long and could slowly bake eggs on the deck. He suspected that his feet were all It's almost done.

Not long after, all the crew members were gathered together. The captain and the first mate stood aside with a sullen face. Some pirates with guns looked around. From time to time, they raised their weapons and hit the crew members who raised their heads with the butts of their guns.

"I'm sorry to inform you that this is bad news. You have been hijacked..." Suddenly, a voice came from the captain's cabin. It sounded a bit strange, not like the accent of the Federation, nor the accent of Guy. Fula's accent, no matter where it comes from, is a bit similar, but it's also a bit different.

Almost all languages ​​used around the world are based on the standard pronunciation of international lingua franca, and on this basis some pronunciation methods with local characteristics or some unique vocabulary are added.

It is not easy to tell where a person comes from simply by his accent. At least you know that one of the accents that can be clearly distinguished has such a pronunciation.

Connie kept spitting, and he had already received two blows, but it was so hot under his feet that he could only spit to wet the deck.

For him, if he really encounters robbers who are killing people unreasonably, there is no value in resisting or being honest. He just wants to feel a little more comfortable now.

"Who the hell do you look down on?" One of the robbers suddenly hit Connie on the shoulder with the butt of his gun and glared at him.

The latter looked horrified. Who the hell do I dare to look down on?

He wanted to say this, but his reason told him that it was best to shut up at this time.

The robber pointed his gun at him, "Be careful, if you continue to spit on the leader when I find him talking, I will throw you into the sea."

After an inexplicable blow, Connie calmed down. Although the soles of his feet were still a little painful, he could at least stand still.

"...We have no intention of taking anyone's life, our purpose is just ransom, money, understand?"

"Can anyone tell me how much this boatload of stuff is worth?"

A robber standing in front of the crowd whispered a few words to the captain. The captain didn't seem to be very cooperative. Then he received a few punches, and then he spoke out in pain with his waist bent.

Connie, who was squatting below, felt that the captain was stupid. He would give in in the end anyway, so why let yourself get hurt?

This is the difference between Connie and the captain. In fact, does the captain not know that he will give in in the end?

No, he knew, he knew the consequences of not cooperating better than anyone else, but he still did it because he also needed to gamble, needed a guarantee, and needed something to make money.

This group of robbers did not harm anyone after boarding the ship. As they said themselves, their purpose was for ransom and they did not want to harm innocent people. This meant that the chance of them leaving alive was very high, so he could follow the lead. Climb and strive for something later.

It doesn't matter if the company pays the ransom or whatever, as long as they leave, his image of resisting but losing to the pirates will be publicized, and with his subsequent maneuvers, at least he won't lose his job.

Capitalists are indeed cold-blooded sometimes, but sometimes they also need to take care of their own image, especially those listed companies. Ordinary retail investors seem weak and inseparable, but when retail investors unite under certain circumstances, they can also become one. trouble.

"Very good, I will respect your rights, and I hope you can respect us." After looking at the robbers on the deck and making a gesture, the pirate leader seemed to have figured out some of the situation.

Under the coordination of the pirates, the cargo ship sailed again, but this time their destination was no longer Amelia, but a place they didn't know.

On the third day, when the situation in the Federation began to ferment, the freighter docked outside a small island, and the crew were sent to the island. They also saw the leader of the pirates, a bearded man.

There was an inexplicable breath of fireworks when he spoke, "Friends, I hope you can cooperate, just like how we have been getting along these past few days, no one was hurt!"

As he spoke, he asked the crew to kneel in a row. The captain stood in front of a video recorder with a bruised nose and a piece of paper, "I am the captain of..., our ship was hijacked by pirates about four hours after leaving port. We don’t know exactly where we are at the moment.”

"The other party demanded that the company pay a ransom of 16 million to redeem the goods and ships, as well as all crew members."

"You have seventy-two hours. After seventy-two hours, the cargo on the cargo ship and us will sink to the bottom of the sea..."

…

"What do you think?" Mr. President was sitting in the lounge of the Presidential Palace, where there was a TV.

The room was full of people, including people from the Security Committee, the Military Intelligence Bureau, the Ministry of National Defense, shipping companies and motor manufacturers.

The videotape arrived yesterday, but the other party did not send it directly to the presidential palace, but sent it to all TV stations in batches.

Some TV stations may still be considering the impact and guidance issues and not broadcast it immediately, but when the first TV station is not afraid of death, everyone in the federation will soon know about it.

This is definitely the first time in the history of the Federation!

Merchant ships have been robbed by pirates in the past, but most of them just stole the goods and killed the people. No one would take the initiative to ask for ransom.

This kind of behavior... The people who made the plan should go to a brain doctor. Don't they think about how to escape after getting the money?

It is precisely because of this that Mr. President, cabinet ministers and everyone feel very fresh, and then they are nervous and responsible.

"Gentlemen, do you have any suggestions?" Mr. President looked at the room full of people. "Should we pay the ransom or reject their request?"

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As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Trueman coughed, "Sorry, let me interrupt..." He walked to the president, bent down, and whispered in his ear, "The people will not want to see someone give up casually. The President of National Life, and their request is not impossible, it is just some money..."

The president was shocked when he heard this, and realized that there was actually no choice in this matter from the beginning. Forget it in normal times, there would be a fucking election soon.

At this time, if news spreads that the president allowed pirates to kill the crew in order to save ransoms for capitalists, even if he is elected, he will basically have no chance of being re-elected.

In fact, people are like this. People hope that everyone can be rational when they have nothing to do with themselves.

But once the development of things has a clear and powerful relationship with themselves, people hope that everyone can think more about themselves.

He turned around and patted Mr. Trueman's arm, with a hint of comfort in his eyes, "Fortunately, you reminded me..."