Both sides continued to argue vehemently, but neither was willing to give ground, each standing firmly on their own position, talking until they were blue in the face.
"There's no need for further talk, our boss has arrived," Boketu suddenly noticed a small black dot appearing on the sea horizon and happily grabbed the binoculars for a look.
"Wait for our boss to come over and talk to you in person. What's your name?"
"I'm White Wolf," said the leader of the mercenaries.
Turning his head, he also noticed the object resembling a warship on the sea surface, quickly took the binoculars from someone else's hands, took a look, and couldn't help but be greatly surprised: "Is that a warship? A coastal combat ship? Is it manned by your people?"
"We have military Black Hawk Helicopters, do you think we'd lack a naval warship?" Boketu said with a smirk.
A group of mercenaries also secretly marveled, whispering to each other, discussing fervently.
