Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3403 This Is Called Killing Two Birds with One Stone

The magnetic field in this area was so erratic that it was impossible to send any messages.

It was clear that the pirates were aware of this and had deliberately waited here. The captain had noticed them approaching, after which he turned his weapon-an AK-47-from the ship's locker. Cargo ships like theirs were prohibited from having weapons onboard by law, but they could hire an escort fleet for protection. What kind of fleet were they? The transport ship of the Marine Corps.

If the captain and his men truly were unarmed on every mission, they would have been dead long ago.

"Brothers, a bunch of pathetic pirates dare to show up and loot us. Let's show these cowards what we're truly capable of!"

The crowded speedboats quickly formed three distinct groups and closed in to surround the three massive vessels.

Just as everyone was preparing for a fierce battle, two warships suddenly emerged behind the speedboats! They were ready to fire at the first sign of trouble, considering how the main cannons on the warship had their guns aimed at the vessels.

The captain's face had varying degrees of hope. Finally, he picked up the walkie-talkie and commanded, "Everyone, abandon resistance, and wait for rescue."

The captain set the walkie-talkie down with a bitter expression. At this moment, he wished more than anything that the walkie-talkie developed by the Marine Corps could function beyond five hundred meters in the chaotic magnetic field. Messages couldn't be transmitted at all beyond this distance.

The captain gazed at a small dot in the distant sea, thinking, Right now, all hope rests with you. The only thing I could do was try to buy them a little more time. Otherwise, it would be two weeks before the Marine Corps headquarters discovers their disappearance, which would be too late!

"Cole, pay attention," Matthew said seriously to the focused Cole in the training room of the Hulwin Martial League.

He then turned his gaze to the punching bag hanging before him. Behind it was a glass bottle, which he had replaced with a plastic one after careful consideration.

It would be hard to clean up if the glass bottle broke.

Cole looked eagerly at his teacher while waiting for his instruction.

Matthew slowly raised his slight pale arm that somewhat resembled a dragon emerging from the sea.

In an instant, he struck the punching bag.

Thud!

A loud sound echoed as he removed the bottle that had a large hole from behind the punching bag. He handed it to Cole, who looked at him and

examined it closely.

An obvious hole had formed in the plastic bottle.

"Wow, you're amazing!"

Seeing Cole's admiring expression, Matthew couldn't help but chuckle.

He gently pinched Cole's slightly chubby cheek and was about to say something when the door of the training room suddenly swung open, revealing a serious-looking Stellan.

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"Matthew, please come with me. There are some matters to discuss."

Seeing Stellan's expression, Matthew nodded.

Matthew instructed Stellan after ruffling Cole's head.

"Cole, train hard here and then beat the crown prince to a pulp when the time comes."

"Yes, master, I understand!"

Matthew followed Stellan out of the training room.

In the corner, the crown prince wore a conflicted expression.

Did they think they were being funny?

His anger flared as he glanced at Cole, who was tirelessly throwing punches in the distance, resulting in him slapping Cole on the shoulder. The crown prince slapped Cole sharply on the shoulder.

"Focus! Your arms are drooping! What kind of punches are those?"

Cole nodded heavily when his sweat beads rofled down on his forehead.

Despite his trembling arms, he fought to strike the punching bag in front of him.

He was attempting to make up for his past days of indulgence and excess.