welp. Seeing as how our loading port is smack in the middle of the Yemeni coast, it's time to dodge the skinnies in the Gulf of Aden. The SW monsoon is still crankin, so I doubt them little buggers are gonna get on here without flipping that little skiff of theirs upside down and sinking into Davey Jones' locker.
Slim chance of getting on our boat, bub. If they can try and board at 20kts (23mph) in 8-12' swell, theyre going to have to avoid the giant mooring line we are towing behind the ship, somehow get a gigantic 30ft+ ladder secured to the poop deck, avoid getting blasted in the face from the 1,000 firehoses that are secured to the railings, RAMBO over a plethora of barbed wire...and then once they get onto ye olde' poop deck, they're gonna be pissed when they see that all of our ladders were heaved up onto the main deck. sorry, brah! by that point, we're all going to be locked down in the engine room eatin cookies and sippin coffee, hopefully with the NAVY on it's way to gettem.
US Aircraft Carrier in the Arabian Sea.
As much rubbish as I may speak on the NAVY and their lack of ability to follow the "Rules of the Road" when it comes to not hitting other ships, it is nice to have em around. Japanese, Chinese, Malaysian, Indian, Dutch, German, Italian, US, British, etc navies are all on patrol in the Gulf of Aden and way out into the Arabian Sea and Indian Ocean. Basically you wanna call these dudes up when them little dark skinned guys get onboard, lock yourself down somewhere, and wait till they get there and send some dudes on.
Until that point, only other thing to do is to slap bulletproof gear on our Filipino lookouts, juice the RADARs up to little boat spottin mode, and hold on!
Manila commando
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