"He-El reminded the girl with shit smeared across her face to pick up the bloodstained AK47 assault rifle, but she was scared out of her wits and could only scream in terror.
Seeing that the shit-faced girl was still screaming, He-El pulled back the AK47's bolt. The sound of the bolt being racked was especially distinct amid her screams, startling her into abruptly falling silent. She covered her mouth with both hands, her wide, terrified eyes streaming with tears.
The room immediately fell quiet, giving He-El a sense of clarity between heaven and earth.
"Pick it up. We're going to find where you were being held and start a riot." When He-El boarded this cargo ship, he had already roughly observed its layout and the number of pirates.
There were around two hundred pirates, give or take. They had relatively powerful weapons such as RPG-7 40mm rocket launchers and 7.62mm machine guns.
Hearing He-El tell her to pick up the AK47, the shit-faced girl shook her head fearfully behind her hands. Her huge, terrified eyes clearly said: Don't force me... don't force me.
"Are you an idiot? Too scared to kill?" He-El knew that this body was only as strong as an ordinary adult and not particularly formidable. Against weapons like RPG-7 40mm rocket launchers, 7.62mm machine guns, and AK47 assault rifles, there was still a certain degree of danger.
If he wanted to cause a major disturbance on this cargo ship, the Somali pirates' main base, it would be best to free some of the hostages they had imprisoned, give them guns, and make things bigger and more chaotic. That would make it easier for him to wipe out all the Somali pirates on board.
The shit-faced girl's mind was as fragile as a child's. Her head was filled