Chapter 150: Entering the Game

Peter Brown looked at these people with impatience. If he were alone, he could escape, but escaping alone was not an option.

"We can't outrun them. They're too aggressive, and they have speedboats to chase us," Oliver Bridge shook his head.

"Indeed, we can only wait for reinforcements under this circumstance. If we don't get help, we'll end up facing certain death," James Rain looked at the sea with a solemn expression.

"Captain, can we wait for reinforcements to arrive?"

Seeing Tara Morgan's inquiring gaze, Jason Weir said: "Since we don't know the enemy's situation, it's unlikely that helicopters will come. Even if they do, it would be difficult for them to save us. The best our superiors hope for is to send warships here. However, it would take at least a day for the nearest warships to arrive, and even then..."

Having said this, Jason Weir observed the enemy's assault boats on the sea.

Seeing his gaze, everyone knew that the situation was truly dangerous.