Chapter 29
Jin-ho had to squint against the blazing-hot wind from the helicopter and the bright light that made the four Americans almost silhouettes.
The helicopter continued to hold its position aloft over the starboard bridge wing as if parked there. He was half tempted to turn the ship to test how good they really were. Then he looked again at the three massive missiles and the maw of the giant machine gun still centered on his face and could feel his balls shrivel. No testing.
He didn’t know if they could be fired without destroying the helicopter. He knew about ships, not helicopters. But he’d heard enough stories about crazy Americans to believe them capable of anything.
Destroy a helicopter worth tens of millions US and kill everyone aboard to have vengeance on the Chong Chon G
