At dusk, the setting sun was like blood, reflecting on the vast ocean, where the shimring twilight danced on the waves that rose and fell with the wind, tirelessly rushing towards the unknown. A deserted aircraft carrier stood quietly on the sea surface, its deck clearly divided into two groups: one, a group of solemn-faced police officers, huddled in the middle, all handcuffed; the other, a group of criminals, scattered around, forming an encirclent. Luo Zheng stood on one side of the deck, silently looking ahead, lost in thought.
The situation had escalated to a point of no return, and what would follow depended on how Sam Country would react. Would they opt for bombs from afar, or would they send a rescue squad? Luo Zheng couldn't predict this choice and was out of precautionary asures. At this mont, the madman approached him and whispered, "Have you thought about what to do next?"
"I want to hear your opinion." Luo Zheng, unsure of Sam Country's intentions, asked.
"Sam Country has essentially two options. One is a missile attack, and if they choose that, with the vast ocean, we would have no chance to survive. However, there's a downside to this approach. There are police here; it's one thing for police to die at the hands of criminals, but quite another to die under missile bombardnt. Sam Country would have trouble explaining this to the families of the officers unless absolutely necessary. So that might be a backup plan. The most likely is the second option, sending a rescue squad," the madman advised.
"Yes, I have considered that too, but either way, we are powerless against the rescue squad," Luo Zheng sighed helplessly, turning to face the madman with a hint of regret, "I didn't expect we would be trapped at sea with nowhere to go. It seems I won't be able to keep my promise to get you ho safely."
"Not necessarily," the madman said nonchalantly, glancing at the policen behind him before suddenly lowering his voice and saying, "There is a way, if you dare to take one last crazy chance."
"Huh?" Knowing the madman was given his na for his reckless actions, and in this situation with no escape, what harm could one last act of madness do? Luo Zheng imdiately beca serious and asked, "Brother, what are you thinking?"
"It's not so much a plan as a desperate counterattack. Make things even ssier, see if there's a chance to break free, or at least, if we can't escape, we'll take a bunch of them down with us," the madman said seriously in a low voice, looking around to ensure no one was approaching, then continued in a hushed tone, "Here's the idea: we pick people to impersonate police officers, lock up all the real police as a final bargaining chip."
"Impersonate police officers?" Luo Zheng was taken aback, then suddenly enlightened, reflecting briefly before joyfully saying, "Good, let's do that. I believe the other criminals would also be keen on this. If we can capture the rescue team, Sam Country would be hesitant to launch any missiles carelessly, and such disregard for the lives of their soldiers would be t with public disapproval. The President of Sam wouldn't dare to issue such an order lightly. This plan is indeed crazy but feasible."
"We don't have much ti," the madman reminded.
Luo Zheng imdiately called Jeff, who ran over excitedly asking, "Did you think of a solution?" As a soldier, Jeff was well aware of what the current situation ant; having narrowly escaped, he was reluctant to accept the dismal predicant, and his eyes were filled with hope as he looked at Luo Zheng.
"Pick so trustworthy people to impersonate the police. Lock the real police in a secure location, have soone watch them, set up gunn in ambush all around, and once the enemy forces arrive, we strike from inside and out. It's best if we can capture the forces alive. We don't have much ti left, so arrange everything quickly, got it?" Luo Zheng said earnestly.
As an outstanding soldier, Jeff imdiately grasped the benefits of Luo Zheng's plan and what to be cautious about. His face lit up, and he nodded earnestly, saying, "Don't worry, I understand. I'll arrange it right away."
After Jeff left, the madman lowered his voice and said, "This guy is an outstanding soldier with strong organizational skills; he will be tough to deal with on the battlefield in the future."
"Well, who can say about the future? Let's focus on the present." Luo Zheng sighed helplessly and said, seeing Jeff escorting the policen below, the satellites of Sam definitely monitored this place, changing police uniforms directly on the deck would be exposing themselves.
The police armory had already been opened, with many weapons distributed. The gunn found places to hide on the deck, and where there was no cover, they brought up planks and barrels to shield themselves, to avoid being discovered by reinforcents.
Five minutes later, Jeff ca onto the deck with the people who had changed into police uniforms, gathered together, sitting on the ground with handcuffs on their hands — of course, they were not locked, it was just a disguise. As an excellent soldier, Jeff knew the importance of a convincing disguise; once a flaw was exposed, the entire plan would be ruined.
Luo Zheng ca over to check and saw that most of the criminals were hidden in so empty rooms above the deck, not easily visible from outside, and so were ambushed in the corners of the rooms on the deck, at both the bow and stern, looking tightly guarded. But Luo Zheng always felt sothing was off.
"Who knows how many enemy reinforcents there are, and how they will carry out the rescue?" the madman whispered.
Luo Zheng thought for a mont, looked up into the empty sky as if a few dark spots appeared, and suddenly had a premonition, saying, "This is bad. Everything here might already have been monitored by the satellite. The situation of the gunn ambushing might have been scouted by Sam, and once the reinforcents arrive, they will certainly strike hard."
"Makes sense. Let everyone retreat first, take out all combustible materials, and scatter them around. Once the reinforcents arrive, we'll set fires to create thick smoke and large flas, disrupting the rescue plans of the reinforcents. The disguised police can take the opportunity to make their move while others charge up from below; we might have a chance," the madman imdiately suggested.
Luo Zheng saw the logic in it, hurriedly called Jeff over, and pointed out this flaw. Jeff also changed color, thought for a mont, and said, "The policen were driven down, and a group of fake police ca up. Although the change of clothes happened below where the satellites of Sam couldn't see, wouldn't they beco suspicious? The police going down and then coming up again, it doesn't make sense."
"Suspicion is inevitable; we can only take the risk now. Also, arrange a batch of gunshots to pretend to guard the police, and act according to the situation. Get a set of police uniforms too," Luo Zheng reminded.
"Understood," Jeff replied, and after a mont, continued, "Capturing the reinforcents alive is unlikely; I suggest focusing on causing casualties, so our brothers can fight freely."
"That's acceptable; we must prioritize everyone's safety. We shouldn't squander lives just to capture the enemy's reinforcents. Wounding them could still lead to capture. Arrange it as you see fit. My only demand is to retain the entire enemy rescue team, regardless of casualties," Luo Zheng explained seriously.
"Yes," Jeff fully understood Luo Zheng's plan then, excitedly went off to adjust the defenses, his steps firm and decisive, his eyes bright and full of intense fighting spirit.
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