America: I'm really not crazy

Chapter 124 I am Li Wei

"The cargo area on the lower deck has been converted into a temporary rest and recreation area for the staff, and the weapons storage room is next to the billiards room."

Upon hearing Etricia's words, Levi frowned.

"Weapon storage room? So, there's no large-scale weapons reserve on board?"

Eris, who was bandaging Drake's wound, looked up and rolled her eyes at Levi.

"What do you think the Platinum Star is? It's a large luxury gambling ship, not a warship."

"There are only about twenty security personnel on board. The weapons storage room is used for security personnel to take turns resting and for guests to store their personal weapons."

Li Wei stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then decided it made sense.

However, he quickly realized a problem.

A mutiny broke out on the ship, where were the security personnel?

Surely they can't all surrender without firing a single shot?

Just as Li Wei was thinking this, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from outside the door.

"It's true that timing is everything."

As Li Wei spoke, he picked up Aracle's gun, removed the magazine, and checked it.

He filled the magazine and then immediately began collecting ammunition from Aracri and his men.

He quickly found three full magazines and several tactical grenades.

"Find a place to hide yourselves."

After casually giving a word of advice, Li Wei didn't wait for Drake and the others to react. He pushed open the door of the VIP reception room and ran towards the direction from which the gunshots were coming.

Less than two minutes later, Li Wei arrived at the location of the firefight.

At the stairwell leading from the middle deck to the bottom deck, Li Wei leaned against the wall, only half of his face showing as he observed the situation.

The corridor was a mess; several decorative paintings on the walls had been knocked off, and crystal wall lamps were shattered all over the floor.

The firefight continued, the muffled thuds of bullets hitting the walls and the clatter of spent cartridges hitting the ground intertwined like some kind of disordered percussion.

From Li Wei's perspective, there were three people with their backs to him, all dressed in black suits and white shirts, clearly security personnel from the Platinum Star.

On the other side were six people dressed in sailor uniforms, presumably mutinous crew members.

However, the firepower of the two sides is not even in the same league.

The rebel crew was armed with automatic weapons, so although their individual skills were not as good as the security personnel, they still completely overwhelmed the security personnel.

On the other hand, the security personnel were clearly ambushed by sailors lying in wait on their way to the weapons storage room, and each of them was only armed with a pistol.

Moreover, in the short time that Li Wei was observing the situation, someone had already been shot and fallen.

Even more coincidentally, the one who was knocked down was the very "former Marine" who had taken Levi's weapons before boarding the ship.

He was shot in the shoulder; he probably won't even be able to hold a gun.

"Damn it, you guys from the 2nd Division are still so incompetent."

"Let the 1st Division teach you how to fight with fewer troops!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wei suddenly appeared in the corridor and began to use [Precision Suppression (Intermediate)] to suppress the mutineers.

The sudden burst of suppressive fire instantly felled two sailors.

The remaining four instinctively retreated to their cover behind the corridor wall, not even bothering to care about the two who had fallen.

Li Wei threw a stun grenade directly at them.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the remaining four people slumped to the ground.

Li Wei used four short strokes to send these four people to meet God.

Li Wei calmly walked forward while changing his magazine.

"How are your injuries?"

Li Wei asked the injured security guard a question.

But the security guard gave an irrelevant answer.

"1st Division, all you have are assault rifles and tactical grenades. If it were me, I would have done better than you."

Seeing that the guy's lips were turning pale from blood loss, but still looked the toughest, Li Wei smiled.

"Your 2nd Division is the most impressive in this respect—even when your pants are about to be blown off, you can still stubbornly shout, 'I didn't lose!'"

Then, Li Wei didn't give the other party a chance to refute him at all and continued to argue.

"Since you still have the mood to brag, it means your injury isn't serious."

"Alright, go and rest. The rest of you come with me to get weapons, contact backup, and give me a briefing on the situation: how many people are on the other side, their weapon configuration, their combat skills, and any other intelligence you deem valuable."

Li Wei's immediate self-assurance as a "commander" surprised the three security personnel.

"What are you three idiots still standing here for? Execute orders!"

Li Wei's final command to carry out the order elicited an almost instinctive response from the three security personnel.

"Yes, sir!"

Li Wei gave them no chance to react and immediately took the lead in running.

"GO! GO! GO!"

Upon hearing this familiar urging, the group immediately helped each other and followed Li Wei.

On the way, a security guard gave a brief explanation of the situation.

There were nearly two hundred sailors on the Platinum Star, and it is estimated that almost half of them, led by the captain, mutinied.

The other side was clearly prepared, with each person carrying an automatic weapon, but the good news is that they had nothing else.

There were no tactical grenades or heavy weapons.

The better news is that most of these sailors are just ordinary sailors. Although they are skilled in using firearms, they do not have much combat experience and are not particularly difficult to deal with.

Of course, there's also the best news.

These mutinous sailors were really unprofessional; they didn't even cut off the security's communications, so intelligence kept coming in through the security walkie-talkies.

However, the security personnel are at a significant disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they also have to consider the guests, so they can't act freely.

Therefore, the situation is currently at a stalemate.

As for why these people rebelled, they knew less than Li Wei.

However, Li Wei still shared the "intelligence".

When the security guards learned that the leader of the rebellion was the technical director, "Marty Harros," they were immediately met with a barrage of curses both inside and outside the walkie-talkie.

"Damn it! I knew that bitch was unreliable!"

"Why didn't you fart if you knew that already?"

"We shouldn't have let that damned liar Julian stay on the ship!"

Seeing that the group was about to start arguing, Li Wei grabbed the walkie-talkie.

"Shut the fuck up! The top priority now is to hold the weapons storage room! Anyone nearby who can move, move towards the weapons storage room immediately! Prepare to change gear! Make sure at least four-man squads hold the weapons storage room, the rest of you take weapons and support the suppressed ones!"

Li Wei's words silenced the argument on the walkie-talkie, but soon someone asked a question out of dissatisfaction.

"Sean Huntley! Are you fucking dead? And what idiot is giving orders here?!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a man's voice rang out.

"I am Sean Huntley, the security chief of the Platinum Star."

"Who are you, the person who just gave the order?"

Faced with the questioning from the real "commander," Li Wei thought for a moment and was able to give his name directly.

"I am Li Wei."