Mercenary’s War
Chapter 581 - 581 576 Defection Battle

581: Chapter 576: Defection Battle 581: Chapter 576: Defection Battle Gao Yang and his team were about to board a merchant ship heading to the Sicilian Princess.

The Sicilian Prince was anchored away from the main shipping lanes, and the merchant ships coming from the Red Sea for an escort wouldn’t venture too far to approach the transfer vessel.

Therefore, before boarding the merchant ship, Gao Yang and his team had to first get on a speedboat that transported escort personnel.

The speedboat wasn’t small, capable of accommodating over thirty people.

Gao Yang and his team joined ten unfamiliar new members on the speedboat.

While boarding the speedboat, Gao Yang noticed that the escort personnel not only brought weapons and gear but almost everyone also carried a short club—there were T-shaped crutches, police batons, and two people were even equipped with long sticks with large iron hooks at the front.

The most interesting was one person who brought nunchucks, not just one, but a pair of nunchucks.

Upon seeing several team members boarding the speedboat, and after it started moving, Gao Yang asked the escort personnel, “Why are you bringing truncheons?

Are you preparing for a fight?”

An excited black man said, “Of course, of course we’re going to fight, to show those Brits what’s what.

The boss said we can go for it, and I’m going to let them see just how awesome my nunchucks are!

Aha!”

Following the black man’s strange cry, laughter erupted from everyone on the speedboat.

A somewhat frail-looking individual said, “I hope we run into those Brits this time, F**k, last time I got knocked into the water, I hope to get my revenge this time.”

The group responded with an intense tone, “Don’t worry, as long as we encounter those sons of bitches, we’ll definitely help you take your revenge.”

Gao made a hand gesture and asked, “Have you been encountering those British often recently?”

The black man nodded and explained, “Yes, we and the merchant ships rendezvous about six to seven miles from their area—normally we shouldn’t meet.

But those Brits have been looking for trouble recently, often coming near our meeting point.

At first, it was just ships colliding with each other, but this time we plan to board and beat the crap out of those sons of bitches.”

Eileen’s interest was immediately piqued, and she excitedly said, “There’s a fight?

Awesome!

Mate, when do we start?”

The black man smirked and replied, “That’s hard to say, maybe we’ll run into them, maybe not.

Anyway, if we do, we just fight.”

Eileen waved her hand and said, “That won’t do, mate.

You guys are too passive.

Why wait for them to come to us?

If they’re not provoking us, we can go and provoke them!

After all, you’re all prepared, right?”

The black man hesitated before responding, “No way, the boss said we can’t provoke them on purpose.”

Gao Yang thought for a moment, deciding it was best not to provoke them either.

It would be a waste of time, and rather than fighting at sea, it would be better to engage in real combat on land.

However, if they hadn’t been pressed for time, Gao Yang would have genuinely been interested in taking the initiative to fight those Brits, as their constant provocations needed to be met with a response.

He gestured to Eileen, who fell silent.

The inability to initiate confrontation and have a fight was quite a disappointment for Eileen.

Seeing the escort team members fiddling with their clubs, Gao Yang felt relatively reassured, as at least they hadn’t prepared lethal weapons like knives or axes.

The Maritime Security Company was a legitimate enterprise, and every action had to comply with international conventions and laws.

Fighting at sea wasn’t the issue, but if guns or knives were involved and someone died, then the situation would escalate.

Ships that transfer in international waters aren’t supposed to cause fatalities.

If that happens, the company would not be considered a legal security firm but viewed as pirates, deserving severe punishment.

Besides, if the situation blew up, it was uncertain whether Gao Yang’s security company could continue to operate.

The same was true for the British; thus, fights that could result in fatalities were left for places like Somalia.

At sea, the unspoken agreement and bottom line were that fights couldn’t lead to loss of life.

After sailing for over half an hour, the speedboat approached two large anchored merchant ships.

The escort team of ten would split and board these two ships.

Gao Yang and his team were also to board one of them.

Actually, if it hadn’t been for Gao Yang and his team’s guns and equipment being sent to the Sicilian Princess, they could have taken on the escort mission as well.

Seeing two merchant ships, the black man expressed his disappointment, “Guys, it’s just our ships to escort.

Those Brits probably won’t come now.”

The one driving the speedboat, who was slightly older, began to communicate with the merchant ships via radio to arrange for transportation to the vessels.

However, while he was on the radio, someone from one of the ships shouted, “Our radar has picked up a high-speed target heading your way, what’s the situation?

Is it your people or what?

There aren’t any pirates here, are there?”

People on the merchant ships were unaware of the covert strife amongst the security companies, but Gao Yang and his team knew what was going on.

The speedboat operator briefly said he would talk later, then spun the bill of his baseball cap backward and hollered, “Mates, the Brits are coming!

Prepare for battle, let’s board them!

This time we’re boarding those damned mongrels!”

The previously lethargic escort team members immediately perked up.

With a few bizarre shouts, everyone hastily took off their flotation combat vests and unloaded all their guns and equipment onto the boat.

They really did run into trouble, but Gao Yang and his group weren’t prepared with T-shaped batons or police sticks—they’d just disembarked from the plane and didn’t even have handguns, wearing only casual clothes and life vests.

Gao Yang promptly got excited as well, loudly shouting, “Fight, fight, kill them, teach those Brits a lesson!”

Tossing some of the items they were carrying into the cabin, everyone stood up, began clenching their fists, and warmed up their bodies.

Right then, the middle-aged man driving the speedboat pulled out a wooden stick, pointing it toward the sea and yelling, “Where are they?

Two boats, guys, be careful!”

At this moment, the black man looked at Gao Yang and shouted, “Can you handle it?

You’re not prepared at all.

Why don’t you just stay on this boat?

We’ll go over to their ships to fight, and you just make sure no one boards our vessel.”

Although unarmed, Gao Yang was very confident.

He shook his hand at the black man, saying, “Just wait and see, I’ll show you how we fight!”

The two speedboats rapidly approached Gao Yang’s vessel from the left and the right.

The distance between them grew closer and closer.

The three speedboats began to slow down.

Going too fast could sink the boats upon collision, which would be a major problem, so even if there was to be a collision, it had to be at a safe speed.

But by the look of it, it seemed both parties were prepared for boarding combat today.

The so-called boarding combat means jumping from one’s own vessel to another to fight.

This tactic has been the mainstream in naval combat for thousands of years but is now completely obsolete, except for law enforcement personnel—no navy would resort to boarding nowadays.

In the past, sinking enemy ships was just a byproduct of combat.

In most cases, boarding to capture the enemy vessel was the real objective.

However, for Gao Yang and his highly excited companions, their primary goal was to board the enemy ships and beat them fiercely.

The three speedboats drew closer.

With both parties intentionally approaching, the vessels quickly gathered together, but Gao Yang and his team were flanked and squeezed by the two British speedboats.

The Brits came prepared with more personnel—around thirty in total—compared to about twenty on Gao Yang’s team.

However, Gao wasn’t deterred by the disadvantage in numbers, confident in their victory.

Gao Yang shouted, “We’ll take on the scumbags on the right boat; you handle the bastards on the left!”

After hearing Gao Yang’s shout, a British man yelled back, “Let the British teach you how to fight a retro naval battle, you country bumpkins!”

Before the fight started, they first hurled insults at each other, making obscene gestures toward their opponents, cursing each other’s families.

For a moment, the sea was buzzing with activity.

As the three speedboats came together, both sides extended long poles with hooks almost simultaneously, grabbing the opponent’s vessel and pulling it toward their own.

With the combined efforts from both parties, the speedboats instantly met side by side.

Then, with a simultaneous shout, the battle—or rather, the brawl—began.

Just as Gao Yang was about to jump onto the enemy boat next to him, he suddenly cursed, “F**k, you shameless British pigs, after hundreds of years, you’re still this dishonorable.”

Gao Yang was angry because just when he had decided to have a proper fight, he saw those Brits collectively grabbing something from their cabin—a clear, police-style small round shield.

It’s one thing to prepare to fight, even holding back to initiate the brawl, but taking up shields was downright shameless.

Following the outburst of curses, Gao Yang flipped over to board the opponent’s speedboat but was immediately struck hard on the arm by a shield, which knocked him back into his own cabin.

Had he not raised his arm in time, the shield would have hit him right in the face.

It was then Gao Yang realized that fighting on a speedboat made his footing unstable and his kicks were weak.

Most importantly, he had no weapon.

At this moment, Gao Yang noticed that Li Jinfang had already charged onto the enemy’s boat.

However, the situation for the others was dire.

Against opponents wielding a shield in one hand and a baton in the other, their punches couldn’t reach the Brits, while their opponents could swing down their batons hard and fast.

Anyone who dared to mention “British gentlemen” to Gao Yang would get spat in the face.

Before the Brits could act like gentlemen, they were nothing but a bunch of pirates, and shamelessness was an engrained part of their DNA.

Facing a disadvantage with their equipment, Gao Yang’s team started off on the back foot.

However, Gao didn’t need to worry too much; his ace fighter, although silent, was already proving his worth, and Eileen, the new addition, turned out to be another top-notch fighter.(To be continued.

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