Pirate's Strongest Emperor Deputy Mr3

CHAPTER 5 ROUTINE OPERATIONS OF THE NAVY

"Let's talk about it, the current situation of Amazon Lily, and the distribution of naval forces."

Somewhere on the island is hidden in a cave in the jungle, and the bright candle light flickers gently, illuminating Mr3 sitting in the main seat.

Hearing this, the intelligence officer in black robes who had already investigated the situation clearly stood up and said respectfully, "Brother Hui, now the Amazon Lily Island has been surrounded by groups, and the leader of the team is Rear Admiral Kebi of the Navy Headquarters, who has been in the limelight recently. The master hidden in the dark is not yet clear."

After a brief pause, the intelligence officer continued, "According to our observations, the navy dispatched a total of five large warships to surround the Amazon Lily in different directions, with small patrol boats monitoring back and forth between the warships to prevent the inside people escaped."

Hearing the intelligence officer's report, Mr3 frowned slightly.

The fact that Daughter Island was surrounded by many was completely expected. The Navy's actions after the abolition of the Shichibukai system was as fast as lightning, and it basically wouldn't give the Shichibukai time to react.

But the encirclement that isolates the inside and outside was unexpected.

After all, the Daughters Island is in a windless zone, and it is a problem for ordinary ships to even move, let alone form a perfect and tight blockade chain!

It can be seen from this that the navy should definitely win this crusade against the Empress!
"To prevent the people inside from escaping, what if you go in?" Mr3 asked.

The intelligence officer shook his head slightly and said, "As soon as we received your message, we tried to approach, but were expelled by the artillery warning."

"Is that so..."

Mr3 has a grim expression on his face.

Then things get a little trickier.

I can't even find the gap to enter, so what are you talking about pumping in it, coughing, stirring the situation?
"Wait, listen to what you mean, hasn't the navy launched an attack on Daughter Island yet?"

Mr3 suddenly caught this key point.

"No, there is a team of reporters sent by Morgans in the Navy, so the two sides are still in the stage of negotiation."

The intelligence personnel briefly thought about it and guessed, "But with the tough attitude of the pirate queen, the possibility of surrendering and admitting defeat is very low, and most of them will still fight."

The team of reporters sent by Morgans actually have the right to participate in this kind of crusade against pirates?

Such a question emerged in Mr3's mind involuntarily.

But soon, after thinking of what the Navy did in the war on the top, he suddenly realized.

Unlike other Shichibukai, such as the Bucky Pirates, whose members are all vicious pirates, the Nine Snake Pirates is a small country.

If the Navy wants to do something more or less, it has to consider the influence of public opinion. Involving journalists in reporting during the negotiation stage between the two sides can show the world their original intention of desiring peace and not hurting innocent civilians, so as to win people’s hearts to the greatest extent possible.

This is very necessary.

After all, the Qiwuhai system has existed for a long time, and it has long been ingrained in the subconscious minds of people all over the world. If there is no reason to directly attack it, it will inevitably fall into the popular popularity of people with intentions and bear the notoriety of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

Of course, as for the violent conflict or even the bloody siege that will inevitably break out later, it is enough to expel the reporters from the fleet in advance.

Later, it was declared that the pirate queen was extremely vicious, and she took the initiative to provoke a war regardless of the safety of the people. Who knows what is right and wrong?
This is already a routine operation for the Navy.

But it is precisely because of this that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it!
"Tell me the detailed location of their warships and the patrolling interval of the patrol ships."

Mr3 immediately regained his spirits.

"Okay, good third brother."

The intelligence officer was obviously a little astonished, but he still answered truthfully and cautiously.

He knew very well that the man in front of him, who didn't look very good and not very strong, was the life and death brother of their big boss, Bucky the Clown, and even had a vague tendency to become the second-in-command of the Bucky Pirates.

Such a character is definitely not as simple as it seems, and he does not dare to be slighted.

"The positions of the five warships are fixed. For the patrol ships, every time they complete a patrol route, they will stop beside the warships for 10 minutes to rest for supplies."

"However, we have simulated that even the fastest powered boat cannot cross the blockade in just 10 minutes and travel two or three kilometers to Daughter Island. Shelling to expel."

Hearing this, Mr3 lowered his head and pondered for a while.

Then he clapped his hands, "10 minutes, that's it, 10 minutes is enough!"

Seeing him so confident, the intelligence officer couldn't help but look worried: "Third brother, are you planning to break in? Your identity is relatively sensitive. If one is accidentally caught and recognized by the navy, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Hehe, do I look like that kind of idiot without a brain?" The corner of Mr3's mouth raised a faint smile.

There is already a plan in mind.

"The third brother is wise!"

Many intelligence officers in black robes bowed slightly, and did not continue to entangle, but flattered in unison.

Although what they want to say most at this moment is, "Third Brother, you are so fucking wretched when you laugh"!
Naturally, Mr3 didn't know the little Jiujiu in the hearts of the intelligence officers in front of him. He only thought that the third brother's cry was really Bashi.

Thinking about it this way, it's not unacceptable to become a small-faced character like Mr3 just after crossing the border.

Well, compared to a pure chicken at the beginning.

"The third brother, when are you going to leave?" an intelligence officer couldn't help asking.

Mr3 got up and walked out of the cave, looking at the distant sky where the sun had not yet set on the top of the mountain, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, before you come, let you know that the people who are good at branding and tattooing are on the island now?"

When he left Kalai Bali, he briefly explained a few things to him over the phone, so the intelligence officer could answer the Amazon Lily's situation fluently and without any omission.

"We're already on our way, and we'll be there in about half an hour," the intelligence officer replied.

"Half an hour, it's just right, I can simply warm up."

Mr3 nodded slightly and said to the people who followed, "Don't disturb me during this time before he comes."

"learn!"

Afterwards, Mr3 wandered around this deserted island.

After finding an open space, start a simple special training on the wax fruit and the new-level knowledge and armed colors mastered by Mr3.

Even though he inherited most of Mr3's memories when he crossed over, there is still a slight gap between the actual operation and the concept.

The next contact with the Nine Snake Pirates is likely to be unavoidable in armed conflict, or to be more precise, it is an indispensable trial during negotiation.

There is nothing wrong with adapting to this body's fighting ability in advance!

"Candle, if it is developed well, it is estimated that it is not weaker than Ka Er glutinous rice fruit, or even the frozen fruit of the green pheasant..."

Mr3 moved his mind slightly and raised his palm.

As the figure-3 hairstyle on the top of the head ignited flames, a familiar and unfamiliar touch immediately came from the palm of his hand.

The viscous liquid wriggled for a while, turned into pure white fluid wax and dripped frantically from the palm, spreading in all directions with Mr3 as the center.

After a short time, the earth within a radius of ten meters was completely covered by thick and solidified wax blocks!
"It's quite a wonderful feeling. Obviously I have never done such an exaggerated thing, but it is unexpectedly handy to use."

"Since that's the case, it shouldn't be difficult to display the domineering look and the armed look, but this new level..."

Mr3 put away the fruit ability and stimulated the armed domineering.

Then, he looked down at his rather inconspicuous black arm and fell into contemplation.

In terms of specific feelings, it is slightly stronger than the state of ordinary people tensing their muscles.

Well, cute new class, well-deserved reputation!

Half an hour of training time is fleeting.

The branded tattoo personnel that Mr3 wanted appeared on the coastline quite punctually and were brought over by the intelligence personnel.

"Ah this..."

Looking at the scene in front of them, several intelligence officers were dumbfounded and shocked.

In front of them, the previously open space had been replaced by a deep pit with a diameter of ten meters.

In the deep pit, the overwhelming silver-white candles are burning with extremely high-temperature red-orange flames.

Just standing on the edge, you can feel the scorching hot air wave coming towards you!
"Ah, does half an hour go by so quickly?"

Opposite the edge of the pit, Mr3, whose clothes were tattered by the flames, walked slowly.

After getting started with the wax wax fruit, he successfully developed a trick that was barely considered a trick. He smiled and was in a good mood.

The first time they met, he ripped off his tattered shirt.

"Are you the branding officer?"

Mr3 looked at the lean man in front of him, without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and used the ability of the wax fruit to construct a simple figure.

"I tattoo this pattern on my back, and make it look like a brand from more than ten years ago, can you do it?"

The tattoo artist took a brief look and nodded, "No problem at all!"

"Okay, let's start now!" Mr3 turned around and turned his back to the tattoo artist.

The intelligence officers next to him are all confused, you look at me and I look at you, completely confused.

Why, at the critical moment of contact with the Pirate Empress, the third brother has to tattoo his back...

The flying dragon's kick mark that marks the Draco slaves? ! !

(End of this chapter)