Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 817 - 483: Facing the Missiles, Chickening Out!

Chapter 817: Chapter 483: Facing the Missiles, Chickening Out!

On the sea surface of Big Island, many fishing boats shuttled back and forth, not only were there sailing boats but also some bigger ships.

A few speedboats patrolled the area, occasionally driving away fishing boats that were casting their nets to catch fish.

A young man dressed in a camouflage uniform without military rank asked the person beside him:

"The boss letting them salvage some fish shouldn’t be a problem, right? With so many resources, they can’t be used up anyway."

"You don’t know shit." rebuked the monitor nearby:

"You look at these fishermen one by one and think they’re pitiful, but in reality, they’re cunning.

This island is obviously a private island, such a big place, the nearby sea territories are definitely privately managed.

With such a vast sea around, why don’t they go elsewhere to fish?

Isn’t it just because there are more people here, and then the goods they catch can be sold directly to shore?

Why does the boss want us to patrol here?

Because underwater here, there isn’t only seafood but also many other precious resources.

Most of these fishermen are after those items."

"Let’s go, look at that boat over there, it seems to be diving and salvaging something, let’s go check it out."

The speedboat made a turn and headed over there. A motorboat, seeing the speedboat approaching, immediately raised its anchor to flee, but how could its speed outpace a speedboat?

It was quickly forced to stop.

"Stop the boat, submit to inspection!" the monitor shouted loudly.

"We’re just salvaging some seafood, we won’t dare anymore." the fish boss said in broken Chinese.

"Don’t talk so much, everyone, come out for inspection!" the monitor waved his anti-riot gun, showing no courtesy at all.

Although the people on the fishing boat also had weapons like machetes, facing a riot gun with greater firepower, they had no choice but to raise their hands and come out.

Climbing aboard the boat for inspection, the new security guard soon dragged out two large baskets of seafood from the ship cabin, which included not only fish and shrimp, but also some rare and valuable fish species.

"Confiscated!" the monitor waved his hand, "Don’t come here to fish anymore, we’ve noted your boat, if you come again, what will be confiscated won’t be just the catch but the fishing nets, including the fishing boat itself!"

Upon hearing this, the fish boss’s face looked terrible, but he didn’t make a move.

An irritated fisherman, however, couldn’t help but mutter:

"If you’ve got the guts, go after those big ships! What are you so proud of for targeting us small boats? It takes real guts to trouble those big ships!"

The young guard had sharp ears and overheard this, immediately going up to the sailor and lifting him up, demanding:

"What did you say? What big ships?"

The fish boss’s face changed at hearing this, he quickly ran over and said with an ingratiating smile:

"He’s talking nonsense! Don’t take it seriously! We accept the penalty, we won’t come here again, we’ll leave now!"

"Clarify!" the young guard was not fooled by the fish boss, and after giving him a cold glance, he said:

"It’s none of your business, step aside!"

Then, staring into the eyes of the young sailor, he asked:

"Speak! What big ships?"

"Over there on the sea, every day there’re big ships coming to salvage things, all the good stuff in the sea, you’ve got the ability to go after them!"

The direction the sailor pointed to was precisely the southeast end of the Big Island, an area rarely frequented by boats as it was neither in the living area nor near the tourist area’s port, making it a weak spot in patrols.

"Alright, we got it, you just wait and see!" the new security guard confidently said, "Whether it’s a big ship or a small boat, we won’t let any slip by!"

The fishing boat quickly left the sea territory. The fish boss berated the young sailor half to death:

"So you think you know it all? If the people on that big ship find out it was us who leaked the info, won’t they make trouble for us later? Once we reach shore, take a hike, I don’t need you on my boat anymore!"

"Boss, you can’t do this! At the time I also thought they were too arrogant, so I said that, they only dare to trouble small fishing boats like us..."

"You’re wrong!" the fish boss, who had seen a lot in his time, coldly said, "As long as they know there’s a ship over there, even if they have a speedboat of just ten tons, they will dare to confront those several hundred ton big ships!

If they manage to take care of that big ship, that’s another story, but if not, then you just wait and see... Let’s go, let’s not cause trouble here, we could get dragged into this mess!"

The other sailors also doubted:

"Would those Chinese security personnel really dare to attack the big ship? We remember it’s equipped with water cannons and heavy weapons!"

"Heh! That’s because you haven’t seen the madness of Chinese fishermen—small fishing boats daring to crash into warships, let alone now they have speedboats and guns!"

The fish boss himself took the helm and steered the boat towards the distance.

He had no intention of watching this drama unfold.

He might end up splattered with blood!

On this side, the speedboat collected the fish, took a curve, and headed in that direction.

"Monitor, we’re heading over now, right?"

The young guard was extremely excited.

There were only the two of them on the speedboat. The marine patrol team had not yet recruited enough members, but the speedboats were sufficient, so they were paired up.

The monitor, originally among the security personnel and drawn directly from the Navy, had spent nearly three months here and understood the fishermen’s character very well.

Hearing the new member asking, the monitor shook his head and said:

"No, we’ll first check out the situation, if there really is a big ship, we’ll directly call for backup. Those fishermen on that boat have ill-intentions, counting on watching others fight it out, we can’t fulfill their wishes!"