Pirate's Salted Fish Fruit

Chapter 179 Infiltrate!

After the ship stopped, Meibi secretly climbed to the top of the bridge of the warship. The stationary warship can just use the salted fish space barrier to hide in the void. You don’t have to worry about being exposed to everyone’s sight due to the movement of the warship. You can hide quietly in the space with your legs crossed. Looking at the soldiers entering Marin Vanduo Port below, they were inspected and registered one by one, and they began to complain.

"The inspection is really strict! Fortunately, I didn't use role-playing skills to replace the navy. I am not the kind of imitation fruit that can completely imitate the appearance of the other party. Once I use photos to compare myself, the chances of being found to replace me will increase a lot, even if I can. The ability to blur the memory of the other party, but it is also difficult to erase the details of the appearance of the first meeting."

Looking up at the building that is hundreds of meters high and painted with a giant seagull pattern, the base of the giant building that is large enough to occupy half of the island is densely packed with countless construction personnel in orange overalls, stacked like a hill of machinery The materials are transported by machinery and manpower into the ground for trimming, and the replaced materials are pulled to the transport warships and transported to other islands.

Dozens of huge warships that can carry thousands of people shuttled in and out of the crescent-shaped port under the agitation of sails. From time to time, naval soldiers of the rank of generals in cloaks walked out of the warships and entered the rest area under the guidance of the soldiers. Soldiers with guns patrolled the square neatly, and all the forts pointed to the crescent-shaped harbor for construction and debugging.

"Hey! Executioner! Doesn't the headquarters have an executioner and needs to be mobilized from other places!" While observing, Mabe suddenly found a group of soldiers wearing brown uniforms and holding long-handled sharp knives slowly walking down from the warship, covering up No emotion can be seen on the face under the brown round hat, but the aura emanating from the body is enough to make the working construction personnel consciously stay away from them to form a vacuum area, watching them walk the vacuum area and sit cross-legged on the bridge After thinking about it, Mabby began to make up their minds.

"As the executioner, I must face the execution platform directly. The half-covered hat is just right for me, so I choose someone to imitate his movements and replace it, and go directly to the execution platform. Wait for the opportunity to rescue me when the time comes."

Wait until the night when the waves roll and hit the buildings on the shore, causing the sound of clattering, and the sound of various metal knocking on the brightly lit square can be heard endlessly.

Maybee, who had already eaten dry food, disappeared instantly on the top of the warship, crossed the surrounding encirclement of soldiers, appeared directly in a dark corner of the square, walked out, took an orange coat that was placed on the steel, put a gold coin on the same position, and put it on Walking on the brightly lit square, he pulled a tattered tool bag tied around his waist, pulled out a wrench and put it in his hand, and directly turned into a young maintenance worker holding a wrench, swaggering from a row of patrols The team passed by on their way to distant residential areas.

The buildings in the distance directly form a torrent of orange maintenance workers and white navy teams, each headed to their own living area, and the place where the executioner was observed before also happened to live between the two, and the tall execution platform was standing there. The surrounding weapon buildings surround it.

All I have to do is sneak into the residential area to find a replacement executioner. As there are tens of thousands of construction workers in the square, there are always replacement shifts, and there are maintenance workers coming and going everywhere. I use the salted fish fruit ability to influence the surroundings while walking. The crowd thought they were just ordinary passers-by, and they naturally interspersed among them, and the conversations between maintenance workers during the break sounded in their ears from time to time.

"Is the Navy really going to war with Whitebeard?"

"Yeah! Look at these solid defense facilities and forts that are enough to stop anyone on the ocean. The navy will definitely win this battle!"

"We must ensure the operation of the machine. I heard that Whitebeard is a big pirate group with tens of thousands of people. I am afraid that the entire headquarters will become a battlefield by then!"

"We will transfer the day after tomorrow, and the rest will be handled by the war department. I don't want to stay here for fear of losing my life." Hearing his answer, everyone looked over but did not make a sound of contempt. The same fear of the present Navy Headquarters seems to devour everyone's hearts like an emotionless machine.

After nearly a month of renovation and construction, they know that the entire headquarters has now become a war machine, with countless fort channels all over the entire island. Once it is in operation, everyone present may die. Human life is like an ant in front of this machine. It can be easily destroyed. Crushed!

"Hurry up! Finish your work early and leave this place early." The old man in orange work clothes sat on a pile of steel like a hill and exhaled the smoke from his mouth, looking at the dark sea in the distance.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! The boss has spoken! Don't take a break and hurry up to assemble." Hearing the old man's answer, the crowd below immediately dispersed and picked up the wrench to continue to tighten the screws scattered on the ground.

Maybey, who was walking, shook his head when he heard what they said. The target is always the building complex behind the square. It is only there that it is convenient to hide. No matter what the specific allocation is, as the grassroots personnel below, they are always unwilling to fight, but at this time Anyone who had to fight and fled the battlefield would be executed immediately.

It didn't take long for Mabby, who was wearing orange clothes, to pass through the noisy square and enter the area where the maintenance workers were obviously chatting in twos and threes. With her strong perception power, she immediately sensed that there was no activity in a house. Push the door and go in to avoid the naval officer who is looking from behind.

What catches the eye is eight shops neatly laid out on the tatami mats, with several sets of orange work clothes and some tools neatly placed beside them, and wooden furniture that has been clearly wiped clean. This is the family’s house that was temporarily requisitioned and resettled. Personnel, whose owners may have been transported far to other islands.

"Requisition first!"

Mabby said in her mouth, directly picked up a set of work clothes on the ground and put them away as spare clothes for these two days of activities, then put down two gold coins as a fee for collecting clothes, opened the door and bowed again like a light cat without sending out any The sound jumped into another window and continued to walk in the direction of memory.

Any airflow fluctuations in the air are clearly transmitted to Mabe's senses, avoiding the walking crowd from time to time to prevent encounters with the temporary owner of the house and reporting to the patrolling navy, and when encountering difficult situations to avoid, they immediately speed up their pace as a person in a hurry to rest The maintenance man shuttled right by.

"Executioner! Here I come!"

　There's more at night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)