I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

On the raft drifting away, Blackbeard had his hands on his waist, his expression was a bit complicated, showing neither joy nor melancholy.

"It seems that the outcome has been decided. The Navy has won this battle."

Bassas clutched the oar tightly and kept his eyes fixed, "The navy really has a character!"

Lafitte put down his cane, his expression suddenly became serious, and he turned to look at his companion.

"Captain, how about it? Should we take the opportunity to deal with them?"

Blackbeard was stunned for a while, then shook his head, with a hint of freedom on his slightly ugly face.

"Forget it, let's let him go this time. I have a hunch that if he doesn't die, the world will become very interesting."

Darkness jumped in his chest, and he seemed to have some inexplicable connection with the Sith for a moment, and then suddenly broke off.

"A person who is unscrupulous? Tsk hahaha, actually I am too!"

……

"Ahem, Bista, you lost. The winner this time is me, Wilson Sith!" The adjutant helped Sith's arm, and he struggled to stand up from the deck, with madness in his eyes.

On the deck, the navy's advantage was getting bigger and bigger. Once it lost power and was defeated like a mountain, many pirates were directly forced into a corner, and the navy's momentum was like a rainbow.

Bista was holding a Western sword, his eyes were red and bloodshot. This time he was careless. He didn't expect that a seemingly ordinary navy could be so difficult to deal with.

"Navy, you won this time, but we are not finished. We are the Whitebeard Pirates, and we will settle all the debts."

Bista clenched her fists, her burnt face full of determination.

Chance? There is still a chance. The Navy will never give up recruiting a man like you, right?

Wait, in Marinevando, I will take Ace away with your head.

With support, Sith also stared at Bista.

Settle accounts?

Bista, when we meet next time, I'm afraid it's still unknown whether the Whitebeard Pirates still exist.

But, whether you are the remnants of the old era, the Blackbeard Pirates, or Whitebeard II, I have no intention of letting any of you go.

"Hurry up and retreat!"

"withdraw!"

The pot-bellied pirate raised his knife and roared, and the pirate ship that collided with the warship started to move again.

Bista struck with his sword horizontally, and the fierce sword wind swept the navy directly into the sea.

The adjutant helped Sis hide back into the warship, raised his right hand, and gave up the pursuit.

In this world that is not scientific at all, the destructive power of a single strong man is enough to destroy the world. Although Bista's attack power is not that strong, hasn't the Sith also lost its combat effectiveness?

This battle is already a great victory, so there is no need to add any extra complications. The top priority is to deal with the Sith's injuries quickly.

"Come on, call the military doctor quickly."

The adjutant shouted and ordered the navy to distance themselves.

The military doctor rushed out of the cabin, briefly treated Sith's wounds, and prepared to put him on a stretcher and take him away.

The adjutant's expression was a little anxious. If a crazy monster like the Sith was lost here, it would be a big loss for the navy.

"How is Major Sith's injury?"

"Major Sith has multiple fractures all over his body, his left arm is seriously injured, he lost too much blood, and the sword wound on his chest has damaged his internal organs. Fortunately, his life is not in danger, but his body is too overdrawn, and the recovery time should not be too short... "

"It's good if you can recover. As long as you can recover." The adjutant breathed a sigh of relief, "Retreat, target the Gate of Justice."

"Yes."

Although the Sith was seriously injured, the morale of the Navy remained high.

This is the Whitebeard Pirates. Even the Whitebeard Pirates were defeated and defeated by them. Who else is their naval opponent on this vast sea?

The sky gradually began to turn white, and the three parties that were originally facing each other evacuated the sea area. Only a few flames that had not yet been extinguished were burning on the wreckage of the ship. Everything seemed empty and silent.

……

"Moses Moses, this is the No. 1 ship. If you hear this, please answer."

The phone suddenly rang. The adjutant stood at the bow of the ship and picked up the phone.

"This is the No. 3 ship. I am the adjutant Weiss. The fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates has been repelled. Again, the fifth division of the Whitebeard Pirates has been repelled. The No. 3 ship is now on its way. Towards the gates of justice.”

"Okay, I understand. I am Ghost Spider. How is Sith doing now?"

The phone bug's expression changed, a two-headed dragon helmet appeared out of nowhere, and his voice became extremely deep.

"Major Sith was seriously injured, but it is not life-threatening. The ship's doctor has briefly treated it. The specific injuries will be sent to Impel City for further treatment."

Ghost Spider was a little surprised. He thought Sith was Bista who risked his life, but he didn't expect that he was still alive and well.

The ghost spider only changed his expression slightly, and quickly recovered.

"Speed ​​up, the fleet will be waiting for you near the Gate of Justice."

After saying that, Ghost Spider hung up the phone.

"Yes." The adjutant crossed his legs, gave a standard military salute, and shouted loudly behind him: "Go at full speed, target, the Gate of Justice!"

After the words fell, the warship speeded up again and sailed away in the wind and waves.

……

More than half an hour later, the adjutant pushed the wheelchair and took Sith onto the No. 1 main ship.

"Lieutenant General."

The adjutant and Sith greeted the Ghost Spider.

"You guys did a great job."

Ghost Spider nodded towards them, expressing his approval. His eyes were very sharp. Because he had been fighting on the front line all year round, he had his own unique experience in various injuries. Sith's injuries could not be faked. It was a life-and-death struggle.

"Your battle is very valuable. Once Fire Fist Ace is imprisoned in the Impel Down City, I will express my merits to the higher authorities for you. The navy will not leave behind a single meritorious official. Those rubbish on Judiciary Island cannot deal with you."

Compared to those superficial verbal rewards, Ghost Spider still prefers practical things, such as solving the worries of his subordinates.

"Yes, thank you."

Ghost Spider waved his hand slightly,

"Okay, you go down and rest!"

With that said, Ghost Spider left the two of them behind and stood on the bow of the boat again. He liked the feeling of the sea breeze blowing on his face very much.

The adjutant pushed the wheelchair, looked at Ghost Spider's back and sighed.

The Lieutenant General is still the same, no wonder so many people don't like him.

"Major Sith, do you want to go see Fire Fist Ace now?"

After all, the adjutant is a professional who handles chores. Although the two CPs have been killed by the Sith... no, they died heroically under the siege of the Whitebeard Pirates, but the Sith, as the escort sent by the Judiciary Island this time, , the most basic responsibilities should still be fulfilled.

Sith nodded, with a gloomy smile on his face.

"You are right, Fire Fist Ace, the captain of the second division of the Whitebeard Pirates, you should take a closer look. You must know that I was just chopped half to death by the captain of the fifth division."