Chapter 1253 High-quality goods

Seeing that someone on the freighter had noticed him and sent a speedboat in his direction, Haile breathed a sigh of relief and did not move again. His pale face softened and he floated on the sea surface.

Haier's stop scared a few people who came from the speedboat.

"Hurry up, hurry up, he won't move." Several people on the speedboat quickly became nervous. This person may be worth millions.

Especially people with yellow skin always have some feelings of home and country. People in their country are willing to pay. People with yellow skin have always been a better commodity.

Whether it's a ransom or an organ, or it's transferred to another colleague, it's a good deal.

Especially recently, the international market is not very good, so you can make money every time.

The speedboat soon came to Haier's side. There was a dark-skinned man wearing green clothes who looked like a soldier. He picked up a lifebuoy and threw it directly near Haier.

There was also a soldier who took off his clothes and jumped directly into the sea. Then when he saw Haile reaching out and grabbing the lifebuoy, he cursed angrily.

He thought that Haile had no strength, so he jumped out of the boat. It seemed that he still had a few breaths. The soldier quickly swam in the direction of Haile, pulled the life buoy, and pulled Haile to the speedboat, along with the people on the speedboat. Several people dragged Haile onto the speedboat.

Several soldiers quickly covered Hal with a rough blanket to keep him warm.

By the time Haile was dragged onto the speedboat, his whole body was already white from soaking, his skin was wrinkled, his hands and feet were shaking subconsciously from the cold, his face was pale, and he looked like he was about to die.

But his will is different from the body of this ordinary person. With his pupils dilated and about to die, there is no hesitation in his will and thinking.

The only thing that was dying was this body, which had nothing to do with his original will. Then, with a look of dying, he glanced at several soldiers.

The three soldiers are all wearing green military uniforms, each equipped with an AK47 automatic rifle. There are also two shoulder-fired 40 rocket launchers and two 62mm machine guns on the speedboat. They are just three soldiers driving a speedboat. They can be said to have sufficient weapons and equipment. Full of martial virtue.

But looking at their behavior, there is no trace of military style, and the language they speak is Somali, a member of the Cushite family of Semitic languages.

Somali is widely spoken in Somalia, but also in neighboring countries such as Ethiopia, Sudan and Kenya.

In addition, Arabic is also one of the official languages ​​of Somalia. English and Italian are also widely spoken in Somalia, although they are not official languages.

"Somali pirates!" Haile's face turned pale and he looked like he was about to fall into coma. His mind was spinning and he was basically sure of his location.

He was picked up by Somali pirates.

If the prediction is correct, this group of Somali pirates thought that they were the goods they had missed and came to rescue them, intending to sell themselves at a good price.

Somali pirates do not call themselves pirates. They have a sound organization and have established positions such as fleet marshal, young marshal and financial officer. They implement strict management of the pirates and call themselves the "Somali Marine Corps" to the outside world.

They are equipped with advanced equipment and are well-trained, and their success rate is extremely high.

When pirates attack, they are often equipped with advanced communication equipment such as satellite phones and global positioning systems, as well as automatic weapons and rocket launchers.

The tactics are cunning and well used, and they are ruthless. Taking the Saudi oil tanker incident as an example, the pirates may use a tugboat as the "mother ship" and dispatch three speedboats to attack the oil tanker. Due to being fully loaded with crude oil, the oil tanker sits low in the sea, creating conditions for pirates to board the ship.

There are four main groups of pirates active in Somali waters, and Haile doesn't know which group caught him.

"Bah, bang, bang!" The Somali pirate who had just entered the water had just put on his clothes, and with a very dissatisfied expression, he reached out and slapped Haile's face twice, "Are you going to die?"

"Baumer, what are you doing?" Another person stopped him.

Haier's body was awakened by two slaps. Although his behavior was justified in death, it stimulated some of the body circulation in Haier's body.

Haile looked at him calmly.

"Don't worry, I just care about him." Bowmer spread his hands disapprovingly, "He's not dead, so what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything, it's the captain who wants him alive, otherwise we won't have any income, you know?" The pirate driving the speedboat said with a slight sigh of relief when he saw that Haile was not dead.

Recently, because the international environment is not very good, they can make a fortune.

Bowmer raised the corner of his mouth coldly and glanced at Haier coldly. When he saw Haier's eyes, he seemed to be looking at nothing and didn't care. He felt a little annoyed in his heart and was angry that he wanted to go into the water to fish Haier. He said coldly: "I'm going to torture him in front of his relatives."

"As long as you don't die," another person said.

For them, torturing these hostages and obtaining a large amount of ransom is just an ordinary thing.

Soon, the speedboat returned to the refitted freighter. After several people pulled Haile on board, Haile was wrapped in a rough blanket and roughly poured hot water all over him. Then he was poured some hot water directly and forced. After raising the body temperature, there was a captain who looked like a captain with a thick beard on his chin. He put his hands on his waist and glanced at Haier with a frown, as if looking at the goods.

"He's not dead. Where are his clothes?" Kundi's position is young marshal. He is stout and a little bloated. He has a thick beard on his chin and his eyes are flashing fiercely. He inserts his thumbs into the belt around his waist and frowns. He looked at Haile, raised his eyebrows and looked at the three soldiers who brought Haile back, and asked.

There was nothing on Hale except a dirty blanket from the speedboat, which made Kundi feel strange.

He even doubted whether this was the lost cargo of himself and others.

No matter how lost it is, it won’t be a personal loss. Then the lost person will be stupid enough to take off his clothes and swim in the Indian Ocean.

"I don't know, he just didn't have any clothes on when I pulled him into the speedboat." the soldier reported.

Kundi glanced up and down at Haile, who was wrapped in a blanket. He saw that Haile didn't look like an ordinary person. He turned his head and said, "Give him something and hot water, let him recover, and interrogate his home." The status of his family property, he doesn’t look like a fisherman, maybe it’s a big deal.”

If the hostage's property is rich, then there will be a good bounty.

If there is nothing else, according to Haier's appearance, it can be sold for a good price.

In short, Haier can sell it at a good price no matter what.

It's a first-class product.

"Yes, Marshal."

The soldiers took Haile to eat.