Perhaps the battles in the Doomsday had kept Feng Jun’s nerves highly strung, and enjoying the pleasant sunshine, Feng Jun fell asleep on the yacht.
He only woke up when he felt a chill, rubbing his eyes before standing up to look around.
Previously, there had been several other yachts nearby, but now only Feng Jun’s yacht remained, docked near Pearl Island.
There was only one yacht that seemed to have left not long ago, but it was already quite far from Feng Jun.
“How unfeeling, like ships passing in the night; not one of them called me when they left.” Feng Jun started the yacht, oriented himself, and headed in the direction he remembered coming from.
On the vast, empty sea, only Feng Jun was sailing, with only the sound of the wind and the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.
Night began to fall, and scattered stars started to twinkle in the sky.
The sun gradually sank below the horizon, and the sea finally plunged into complete darkness.
After two hours of sailing, Feng Jun finally realized he was lost.
Originally, under Zhou Jing’s guidance, Feng Jun had arrived at Pearl Island in less than an hour, but now Feng Jun had been sailing for two hours and still hadn’t found the departure harbor.
“Oh no~” He was actually lost.
Perhaps Feng Jun had headed in the wrong direction from the start; his first self-guided sea trip had ended in him getting lost, fortunately, only Feng Jun himself knew this.
Taking out his phone, Feng Jun opened his map application and drove towards the land direction for another three hours, still seeing no land or other ships.
It was already around midnight, and although the night sea breeze wasn’t particularly cold for Feng Jun, the yacht’s fuel seemed to be running low.
“I wonder if the Doomsday navigation system can be used here.” Feng Jun even thought about returning to the Doomsday to find a set of navigation tools.
Just as he was getting anxious, a flash of fire suddenly rose from the distant sea, followed by a violent explosion, and an even brighter flash of fire ascended from the sea.
Something in the distance had exploded.
Feng Jun’s current eyesight was far superior to that of an ordinary person, but because it was night and the distance was too great, Feng Jun couldn’t clearly see what had exploded on the screen.
However, Feng Jun now didn’t know how to return to land; going to the site of the explosion might allow him to rescue some survivors, or perhaps he could learn how to return to land from them, or even encounter rescue ships.
While the distant fire on the sea was still burning, Feng Jun piloted the boat towards the direction of the explosion.
The fire grew closer and closer in Feng Jun’s eyes, and he could vaguely make out that a ship had exploded on the sea, with several small boats surrounding the exploded ship, seemingly trying to put out the fire.
However, when there was still a distance of seven to eight hundred meters, Feng Jun’s yacht sputtered twice and stalled; the engine had run out of fuel at that moment.
Helpless, Feng Jun had no choice but to stand at the bow, ready to wave, hoping to be discovered by the people on the other side.
Standing at the bow, Feng Jun suddenly wondered whether he should shout “help” or “SOS.” But then, several speedboats on the opposite side suddenly sped towards Feng Jun’s position.
“Are there so many enthusiastic people in foreign countries too?” Feng Jun was deeply moved to see the other party actively approaching him.
He was already thinking about how to thank the international friends on the other side later.
There were a total of four speedboats heading towards Feng Jun, with the foremost speedboat already very close to Feng Jun.
Feng Jun stood excitedly at the bow, spreading his arms and continuously shouting “help” and “SOS.” Just then, Feng Jun suddenly felt something, a chill suddenly came from his forehead, and his scalp tingled.
This feeling only occurred when he faced a Sawtooth in the Doomsday.
Almost instinctively, Feng Jun quickly turned sideways, dropped down, and rolled backward into the cabin.
The moment he hid behind the cabin, a burst of bullets flew past, grazing the cabin, and several rounds directly hit the spot where he had just been standing.
The speedboat on the other side had opened fire on him; those speedboats were not rescue boats at all.
Feng Jun hid inside the cabin; if he hadn’t had a premonition just now, he would surely have taken a dozen bullets.
Judging by the number of bullets fired by the opponent, they clearly had no intention of leaving anyone alive.
The guns on the other side must have been equipped with silencers, so he didn’t hear any sound or see any muzzle flash when they fired.
Feng Jun had already taken out a Bolter from his storage space and held it in his hand.
The other side was still firing at Feng Jun’s yacht, with dense bullets hitting the hull.
Judging by the sound of the bullets hitting the hull, the other side was likely using automatic rifles or submachine guns.
“When you’re unlucky, even cold water can get stuck in your teeth.
Did I encounter pirates?” Feng Jun had already flashed to the other side of the yacht, looking across through the deck.
At this point, the foremost yacht had already approached Feng Jun’s yacht, and a group of armed personnel had stood up from the speedboat, preparing to board Feng Jun’s yacht.
“What bad luck.
Whether you’re pirates or doing something else, it’s your bad luck to run into me.” Feng Jun raised the Bolter and pulled the trigger at the people on the speedboat.
Bang, bang, bang.
With several explosive sounds, the people on the speedboat hadn’t even boarded Feng Jun’s yacht before they were blown into a bloody mist by the Bolter’s shots.
After the last battle with the Sawtooth, Feng Jun’s marksmanship was no longer what it used to be.
At such close range, he could completely achieve one shot per person.
Seeing that he had blown the opponent to smithereens, Feng Jun then remembered that he was not in the Doomsday now, and using something like a Bolter was simply too wasteful.
“But I have plenty of money.” Compared to the precise and stable laser gun, Feng Jun increasingly liked the shooting feel of the Bolter.
The feeling of powerful critical hits was simply too exhilarating, full of impact.
Aiming at the remaining speedboats, under Feng Jun’s terrifying night vision ability, the people on the several speedboats were successively called out by Feng Jun and sent to meet their maker.
Having dealt with the immediate enemies, there were still a few speedboats staying near the burning ship in the distance and not coming closer.
It seemed they probably didn’t know that their teammates here had been completely wiped out and were still dealing with the original battlefield.
However, Feng Jun had no intention of letting them go.
He released forty Hummingbird UAVs from his storage space.
Through the IEM terminal connected to his arm, he could control them at close range.
They were one of the Ming Army’s favorite tactical UAV swarms before the Doomsday, compact in size, carrying 5mm kinetic rounds or launching miniature rockets.
These were originally prepared by Feng Jun to delay enemies when he encountered danger next time.
Now was a good time to test the power of the UAV swarm.
After Feng Jun marked the targets, the forty Hummingbird UAVs, just like Feng Jun, formed an attack formation and flew towards the target speedboats.
Soon, Feng Jun saw everything happening on the burning ship through the images transmitted by the UAVs.
The ship surrounded by several speedboats was a cargo ship.
The cargo ship’s cockpit had exploded after being hit by something, and armed individuals were standing on the cargo ship’s deck.
There were some dead bodies on the deck, indicating that a fierce battle had likely just occurred.
However, it was clear that the side on the cargo ship had lost, as armed individuals were escorting a captive out of the ship’s cabin.
From the images transmitted by the UAV, it could be seen that most of these armed individuals were dressed like Southeast Asians, but the few leading figures were Caucasian.
Their weapons were uniformly M4 rifles, and they were fully equipped with bulletproof vests, helmets, and night vision goggles, looking like special forces, forming a stark contrast with the Asians beside them.
“Did I stumble upon a secret transaction of a certain major power, or perhaps a group of maritime drug traffickers involved in a gang war?” Feng Jun looked at the images on the screen, which strongly resembled a certain country’s special forces carrying out a black operation.
“I hope I don’t get into too much trouble, otherwise fighting in both worlds would be too much hassle.” Since he had already killed the other party’s people, he naturally couldn’t just leave as if nothing happened and expect them not to pursue it.
Moreover, Feng Jun still didn’t know the way back.
After the UAV swarm entered effective firing range, Feng Jun gave the order to fire.
The Hummingbird UAV was designed as a military UAV with stealth and infiltration capabilities.
Until they opened fire, the armed individuals on the ship had not discovered the approaching UAV swarm.
In just an instant, the Hummingbird UAV swarm cleared out the personnel on the speedboats and the cargo ship.
However, Feng Jun left one person alive: the captive who had been tied up by the armed individuals.
This was because the captive’s head was covered with a hood, and his hands were tied behind his back.
Since the armed individuals kept him alive, he must have had some value, and Feng Jun also needed to keep someone alive to ask for directions.
After confirming that there were no remaining armed individuals in the cargo ship’s cabin, Feng Jun recalled the UAV swarm, and he himself drove a speedboat towards the burning cargo ship.
After boarding the cargo ship, Feng Jun didn’t rush to deal with the captive but first inspected the cargo ship’s cabins.
However, he found nothing special in the cargo ship’s cabins, but the interior space of the cargo ship was decorated very luxuriously, with a level of extravagance no less than that of a luxury yacht.
Given this, Feng Jun became even more curious about the captive’s identity.
However, the cargo ship’s cockpit was severely damaged and appeared to be inoperable.
So, Feng Jun escorted the captive onto a speedboat, preparing to leave the immediate area for a short distance before interrogating the person in front of him.
Once the cargo ship behind them disappeared below the horizon, Feng Jun slowly stopped the speedboat and began to examine the captive in front of him.
From his build, he appeared to be a European, quite robust.
When Feng Jun pushed him onto the speedboat, he felt his right hand and noticed a thick layer of calluses on his fingers.
This was something only people who frequently used guns had, like the brothers Song Peng and Song Zhan.
It seemed this Caucasian’s identity was not simple.
Removing the hood from the other party’s head, it was a Caucasian man in his forties, bald, with a red handlebar mustache.
After tearing off the tape from the other party’s mouth, Feng Jun asked in broken English, “What is your name? Which country are you from?”
“My name is Nikola Ivanov, and my Chinese is very good, thank you.” The white-haired old man directly answered Feng Jun’s question in Chinese.
