Codename Doctor, Moved to Hong Kong

“Most of your current ships are still around ten tons.

The Mekong River can easily accommodate cargo ships of more than 100 tons, or even 500 tons.

So, if you want to increase capacity and freight volume, there are two prerequisites to be met.

The first is to build a large dock in the area you control, according to the standard of a 1,000-ton cargo ship.

Second, you should build a large transshipment terminal at the estuary, the kind that can berth 10,000-ton ships.

Once you have built the dock, you can buy a ship of several hundred tons.

The goods can be transported to the transfer terminal through the Mekong River and then loaded onto ships for shipment.

By that time, you won't have to compete with anyone else for freight business.

Your own business is enough for you to maintain hundreds or even thousands of ships." Zhang Chaoyang laid out his plan bit by bit and told Meng He about it.

"Sir, it is very simple to build a large dock on my territory. The same dock can also be built on the territory controlled by Shen Liang and Luo Xing.

We can achieve linkage.

However, it is a bit difficult to build a super-large transfer terminal at the estuary for the time being.

My territory has not yet reached that place. I can only build a super-large transshipment terminal after I control the triangular land at the estuary." Meng He said excitedly.

“The estuary transfer terminal cannot be solved simply by force!
Because it involves sea transportation, the international impact is relatively large!
So, I contacted a friend, and together with him, we invested in building a transshipment terminal at the estuary.

On the surface, the three parties jointly invested in this port terminal." Zhang Chaoyang said with a smile.

"Sir, are you planning to find a foreigner to take the lead?" Meng He's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"You are so smart!" Zhang Chaoyang scolded with a smile.

The original owner had done many things like this before, but the country was weak and there were always many obstacles and restrictions when he wanted to do something.

Therefore, many times, the original owner did things under the banner of foreigners.

"Hehe!" Meng He didn't take it seriously and just laughed.

"Sir, boss, something is wrong outside!" A young man walked in and said with a serious face.

"What's going on?" Zhang Chaoyang and Meng He both stopped smiling.

The young man who walked in was Hou Qiang, the team leader under Meng He, so he naturally would not make a fuss.

When he says something is not right, it means something is really wrong and very serious.

"There are a lot more boats on the river, both in front and behind, as if they are surrounding us." Hou Qiang said.

"Let the brothers be careful!" Meng He said.

As Meng He's words came out, a cannon shot suddenly rang out outside, and then the passenger ship shook violently.

boom!
boom!
Two more shells exploded near the passenger ship.

The shock wave generated by the explosion of the shell caused the passenger ship to shake violently, and Meng He and Hou Qiang both fell down.

Zhang Chaoyang almost fell down, but fortunately he stood firm in time.

Along with the shelling, there was a burst of fierce gunfire outside.

The people on this ship also started to fight back.

"Damn it!" Meng He cursed, took out the pistol from his waist, and ran out with Hou Qiang.

"Come back!" Zhang Chaoyang shouted.

Meng He stopped and looked back at Zhang Chaoyang.

"You're going out with a pistol to die?" Zhang Chaoyang cursed and waved his hand to throw an M1 Garand rifle to him and Hou Qiang respectively.

Then he threw a bullet bag to each of them. This canvas bullet bag contained a double-row eight-round magazine, and each bullet bag could hold six magazines.

Zhang Chaoyang also took out an M1 Garand rifle.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and took out four rocket launchers and four units of artillery shells.

"I'll go call someone in!" Hou Qiang took a look and instantly understood what Zhang Chaoyang meant. He turned around and walked out with his back hunched.

"Sir, you just stay in the cabin. The cabin has been thickened. As long as you don't get close to the window, machine gun bullets can't penetrate it." Meng He said, turned around and walked out.

"Damn it! Who is so bold as to hijack my ship?"

Zhang Chaoyang did not rush out, but stayed quietly in the cabin.

He believed that Meng He could deal with the enemies outside.

If he went out, he would only interfere with Meng He's command and make him at a loss as to what to do.

It’s better to sit in the cabin and wait.

"Sir, it was the Siamese government troops who were taking revenge on us.

Some time ago, we robbed a town of theirs. This time they caught us going out, so they arranged people to intercept us. "Hou Qiang came in with four people and reported to Zhang Chaoyang.

"Yeah!" Zhang Chaoyang nodded.

“Sir, we have called for nearby ships to come for support via the radio.

As long as we hold on for half an hour, we can repel the enemy." Hou Qiang continued.

“I believe you!

Go fight, and be careful!" Zhang Chaoyang smiled and nodded, admonishing.

"Understood!" Hou Qiang responded, and left the cabin with his men and a rocket launcher.

Hou Qiang hurriedly left the cabin, leaving Zhang Chaoyang standing alone by the window, staring out with sharp eyes.

At this moment, the waves stirred up by the river and the splashes stirred up by the bullets intertwined into a chaotic battlefield picture.

This was indeed a carefully planned decapitation operation, targeting Meng He and attempting to annihilate him in one fell swoop when his defense was the weakest.

The Siamese government forces had obviously put in a lot of effort, launching fierce attacks on the ships from all directions.

On the front and back rivers, cargo ships attacked from the front and back, blocking the escape route of the passenger ships.

The firing points on both sides poured down like heavy rain, and the shells drew deadly arcs in the air.

On the surface of the river, from time to time, the landing points of artillery shells splashed up huge columns of water, as if they were going to swallow up the entire ship.

However, in such a predicament, Meng He and his men did not retreat. Although their gunshots were not frequent, each time they sounded extremely powerful.

Every time Meng He and his men fired a shot, it was accurate and hit the target exactly. Their fighting style has always been like this: precise, swift and deadly.

Meng He and his men were all members of the action team. Their job was to decapitate enemies with one blow and then escape thousands of miles away.

Now, they have become the target of the enemy's beheading. It is really fate's trick.

Zhang Chaoyang looked at the fierce battle outside the window with a frown on his face.

Although it seemed on the surface that Meng He and his men did not suffer any loss, they always hit the target accurately, causing the enemy's firepower to be temporarily stagnant.

But the passenger ship docked in the river was like a target.

If the enemy's shells hit the passenger ship, it would be a disaster and no one would be able to escape.

At this moment, four rocket launchers suddenly fired, and four flames streaked through space like meteors, instantly hitting the cargo ships that were attacking from the front and back. (End of this chapter)