It started with smoke. Then came the crackle of dry grass catching fire. Within minutes, the flames were crawling toward the wooden homes at the edge of the village.It started as a routine shipment through the Indian Ocean. Calm waters, clear skies, and nothing but open sea ahead. Captain Nolan had completed dozens of these voyages before. But this one would change everything.
At around 4:40 PM, just as the sun dipped toward the horizon, a faint hum appeared in the distance. The crew assumed it was another cargo vessel. But it wasn’t on radar. Moments later, a black helicopter burst through the clouds, flying low and fast, headed straight for the container ship.
No markings. No identification. Just a sleek black chopper slicing through the air and gaining fast.