At that same moment, the marine police and naval forces were fully mobilized, sealing off the maritime traffic around Hong Kong. It is common knowledge that shipping lanes are largely fixed; once you stray from them in the vast, open sea, you risk getting lost—not even knowing where you are—or, worse, drifting into rocky shallows, crashing your ship, and meeting a watery grave. By blocking these lanes, the authorities could essentially eliminate any chance of the fugitives escaping by sea.
However, reality proved that James Bond movies are complete nonsense. In the films, KGB agents always meet a miserable end, but in reality, they are the hardest people on earth to kill. Take Brother Maozi, for example. He was already balding, much like Comrade Lenin, with only a fringe of hair left, and even that was constantly falling out. In fact, all the hair on his body was shedding, a side effect of the radiation he had absorbed. He had one arm wrapped in bandages, with traditional Chinese medicine applied to the flesh beneath, which was still raw and healing.
Yet, there he was, piloting a helicopter, skimming the surface of the sea at high speed. The rotor wash churned up the ocean, and the air ahead was filled not only with darkness but with a thick, blinding mist. Huo Qi suspected they were flying at an altitude of less than five meters. In such conditions, if any police or military vessel were to open fire, the helicopter would go down, and both of them would end up in the sea.
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