"Really... just paint it over?"
Following the little fox onto the Ground Effect Vehicle, Ah Qing had a look of astonishment on her face, her eyes wide open, watching Jin Wanlin carrying a bucket of blue paint, a ladder slung over her shoulder, picking up a roller to paint over the unique identification number of the ship.
The identification number of a ship is unique, much like an ID card for a ship, and even if the ship is scrapped and dismantled, the unique identification number will never be used again.
Once a ship's identification number is removed, the authorities will assume the ship is engaged in illegal activity.
Although not likely to be bombarded, whether in Xia Country or any other country, ships like this one would be stopped and investigated.
"We...we won't get shot at, right?" Ah Qing looked at the little fox suspiciously.
"If they can catch up to us, I'll swallow two machine guns whole, so what?"
