ryethenovel Chapter 106 While you're stuck in traffic, I'm catching lobsters!
Chapter 106 While you're stuck in traffic, I'm catching lobsters!
Abandoned gas station at K27 on Provincial Highway 104.
The night wind carried the fishy smell of wild grass, which made Black Panther feel particularly annoyed.
He walked back and forth in the grass, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the hands of his gold watch already twenty minutes past the scheduled time.
There was no response from Huang Mao's side of the walkie-talkie.
You can't even hear a buzzing sound.
Black Panther's heart skipped a beat.
This isn't right.
Huang Mao and his gang are pretty useless, but they're not so incompetent that they can't even fart.
"withdraw."
Black Panther had just made his decision and was about to wave his hand to disperse the thirty-odd desperados.
Sudden.
laugh--
On the surrounding high ground, more than a dozen bright searchlights suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire gas station as if it were daytime.
Everyone was blinded by the light.
"What's going on??"
"Cops!!"
buzzing-
Before they could react, a tremendous roar came from above.
One, two... a full three helicopters hovered at low altitude, their rotors whipping up strong winds, sending pebbles and weeds flying everywhere, their large searchlights fixed on every running figure below.
Boom!
The dilapidated wall of the gas station was smashed to pieces by several riot control armored vehicles.
The tires screeched as they rolled over the broken wall.
The car door opened, and a group of fully armed special police and military police rushed out, carrying riot shields and automatic rifles, their dark gun barrels aimed at everyone in the gas station.
The infrared sight's beam rapidly flashed across the foreheads and chests of Black Panther and his men.
"Warning. Listen up, you inside. You are surrounded. Drop your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your heads, and crouch on the ground."
The loudspeaker on the roof of the car was so loud it hurt my ears.
Black Panther's mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything.
This is a huge operation... even catching a drug lord wouldn't be this extravagant!
All they wanted to do was intercept a convoy of fish trucks, right?
How did they manage to get the military and police involved?
The young man next to him, clearly seeing this for the first time, was so frightened that his hand trembled.
*Snap*
The Molotov cocktail made from a beer bottle fell straight to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The gasoline mixed with alcohol in the bottle caught fire immediately, and flames shot up to half a person's height.
"Fire."
The SWAT team reacted very quickly.
boom.
boom.
boom.
Several tear gas canisters flew in arcs, landing precisely in the middle of the crowd.
Thick white smoke and a spicy, pungent smell filled everyone's eyes and noses.
"Ah!! My eyes!!"
"Cough cough cough..."
The special police rushed up, brandishing their batons, and pinned them one by one to the mud, then tied their hands behind their backs with construction slings.
Black Panther's face was stomped hard into the mud by a large military boot, and glass shards cut his face, but he didn't feel the pain.
He had only one thought in his mind.
It’s over.
Now they're being treated like terrorists.
……
At the same time.
Provincial authorities, military and police forces, and customs are conducting a joint anti-terrorism and riot control exercise. Provincial Highway 104 and National Highway A are under full traffic control.
The checkpoints, consisting of armored vehicles and roadblocks, completely blocked the two main roads.
National Highway A, K15 section.
A convoy of heavy trucks stretching for more than ten kilometers was stuck in traffic, with no end in sight.
Countless red taillights stretched out in a continuous line, and the honking of horns, mixed with the drivers' irritable curses, carried far and wide in the sweltering summer night.
Among the traffic jams were more than a dozen seafood trucks that Jiang Hai had brought from other provinces, hoping to fill the market gap with this batch of goods.
Li Jiande's dozen or so refrigerated trucks, which were trying to sell substandard seafood, were also stuck in traffic, just like them.
"Damn it. What the hell is going on?! Are we not allowed to leave?!"
Li Jiande sat in his Mercedes-Benz S-Class, hot and sweaty, loosening his tie, pounding the steering wheel, and cursing out the window.
He had no idea that what was happening ahead wasn't a traffic accident, but a military exercise ordered directly by the provincial authorities.
He naively took out his phone, hoping to make a few calls and spend some money to smooth things over.
As a result, when the friends on the other end of the phone heard that it was Highway 104 and National Highway A, they all stammered, either unable to explain clearly or hung up immediately.
The summer night was stuffy and windless, and the asphalt road was still steaming with the heat of the day, making the entire convoy feel stuffy inside.
"It's over... it's over..."
Jiang Haihui, a supervisor of the escort vehicle, was sweating profusely with anxiety.
He jumped out of the truck and yanked open the lock on the container door.
boom.
A nauseating, fishy stench wafted out, causing him to stumble back several steps and gag while holding onto the carriage.
He turned on the flashlight with trembling hands, and the light shone into the carriage.
The ice in the styrofoam box had long since melted into lukewarm water.
Those grouper and tiger grouper that were transported from other provinces at high prices have already turned belly up in large numbers due to lack of oxygen and rising water temperature.
Dead fish floated on the muddy water.
Li Jiande's team was in even worse shape.
His vehicles didn't have a constant temperature, live water system, and seafood, which doesn't live long to begin with, is now dying in droves.
The water flowing out of the carriage had a foul smell.
"They're all...they're all dead..."
The foreman's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the scorching roadside, his face turning pale.
He dialed the Jianghai Association headquarters with trembling hands, his voice shaking.
On the other end of the phone, I heard a loud slam on the table and an angry roar, followed by a busy tone.
……
At the same time.
On the bumpy B9 branch line, Zhou Dazhuang drove the constant-temperature water truck, repaired from scrapped chips, at the very front.
Behind him, the Longji Fresh convoy formed a long line, making its way smoothly along the dark country road.
Zhou Dazhuang glanced at the dial.
Water temperature: 4 degrees Celsius, very stable.
Oxygen supply: Full.
He opened his phone, and the driver group was already in an uproar, filled with dead fish videos and desperate cries posted by his colleagues on National Highway A.
Then think back to the boss's unquestionable orders before he left.
Zhou Dazhuang shuddered violently, looking at the dark road ahead with a mixture of respect and fear in his eyes.
Boss, is this guy some kind of god?
He floored the accelerator, and the truck roared off toward Huangni Village.
At this time.
Huangni Village Wharf.
The sea breeze was howling, and the dark clouds were hanging low in the sky. The meteorological observatory had just issued a yellow alert for the passage of a local cold front.
On the sea, the waves were three meters high, and the white waves crashed against the rocks one after another, making a loud noise.
All the fishing boats had returned to port early, and the dock was quiet except for the sounds of the wind and the waves.
An engine roared to life.
In the darkness, the twelve-meter-long steel-hulled fishing boat, the Pioneer, roared with a muffled engine, its bow crashing against a wave as it sailed into the dark depths of the sea.
Inside the cockpit.
Lin Chen had already handed over the convoy matters ahead of time and returned to the dock long ago, his face expressionless.
In his mind, the system prediction module was running at full speed, and a clear heat map of marine resources was unfolding.
A red orb of light, representing a high-value biota, is slowly moving along the edge of Devil's Reef.
[Warning: Extreme ocean currents have been detected in the target area due to the influence of a cold air mass.]
[Opportunity: A rare, large-scale swarm of ornate lobsters has been detected, moving towards the edge of Devil's Reef to avoid ocean currents. Expected window: three hours.]
The Pioneer cut through the waves toward that red orb of light.