One Piece Black Emperor

On the largest pirate ship on the outskirts of the battlefield, a bearded pirate stared at the fierce battle with bloodshot eyes. He watched one pirate after another get shot and injured, causing waves to rise on the sea. The waves and every loss made his big furry face twitch, and he felt extremely distressed.

Beside him, there were two guys whose expressions were not much better.

"Damn it! Which company do these three ships belong to? There are actually hundreds of gunmen with those silver firearms!"

Bearded man punched the side of the ship hard, ignoring the pain, and cursed angrily:

"That thing called the Desert Eagle costs 100,000 Baileys. This is more than 10 million Baileys! Damn it!"

For these three pirate captains, more than 10 million is not a small amount. Even if they have a small power in the East China Sea, they will not have much left after paying tribute, not to mention they have to maintain several ships. , and the corresponding subordinates

Another middle-aged thin man with a sinister expression next to him said as if to comfort himself:

"After all, this is the enemy that Mr. Fox Hunter has to deal with. How could it be possible that he is an ordinary person? Hasn't he already promised that the trophies belong to us? These can also make up for the losses!"

"Bullshit! All our people are dead! How can we ensure our own safety!"

"What are you doing howling here? Go tell Master Fox Hunter if you can!"

The thin man couldn't bear the bearded man's foul language, so he retorted impatiently. The three groups of pirates were gathered together to do things for the people above. As a result, this guy started to get angry when he saw that his men were constantly being sacrificed.

The thin man looked back at the third man, who was short in stature and had several muskets hanging on his body. Seeing that he had an ugly look on his face even as he listened to the gunshots that sounded like exploding beans, he felt much better.

His men suffered heavy casualties, didn't he feel distressed?

But what's the use of feeling distressed?

The pirates found long wooden boards and put them between the sides of the pirate ships and merchant ships. Compared with hooks and locks, this kind of thing could at least provide a stable footing.

Under the urging of the captain, the pirates swarmed onto the plank, and were immediately attacked by even more violent fire from the merchant ship.

Compared with hanging hooks that kept shaking, people who stepped on the wooden planks were obviously more likely to be shot, and the number of casualties soared again! This is like a path leading to death. The pirates who are desperadoes can only keep rushing up with the supervising captain pointing their weapons behind them!

Using his life to charge still worked.

No matter how fierce the firepower of the gunmen was, they could not withstand the crazy rush of these guys. Especially after a pirate had an idea and pulled his shot companion in front of him to block the bullet. The pirates followed suit and for a moment The momentum is overwhelming!

"Hold me up!"

Hawke shouted and kept firing, but he felt the pressure brought by the opponent's huge numerical advantage.

After suffering hundreds of casualties again, the pirates rushed onto the deck of the merchant ship.

Chaotic hand-to-hand combat began.

Although the Desert Eagles in the hands of gunners are still sharp weapons, the pirates still have the advantage in close combat. Often after a few shots, they have no time to change the magazine, and they are cut down by the pirates who are hiding in.

The ordinary crew members hired carry weapons, and their combat effectiveness is obviously not as good as that of the pirates.

Death screams and the smell of blood filled the air, and the battle began to become one-sided. After the pirates broke through the fire defense line, more pirates rushed forward, but the firepower could not suppress them. The gunmen, who had almost zero close combat skills, were often pierced by the sharp blades in the hands of the pirates and fell to the deck.

Although gunshots continued to sound, taking away the lives of pirates one by one, the absolute suppression in numbers was irreversible.

In ten minutes, the battle was over.

More than a hundred gunmen selected from the homeless people, and dozens of them who were still alive, surrendered, but they were still greeted by death.

Hawke was struck in the back of the head by a pirate and became a prisoner.

If he hadn't been the leader, this pirate would have definitely used a blade.

Butler Apali was also in a mess.

He was kicked in the leg by a pirate and knelt on the ground, watching three guys who were obviously pirate leaders coming over.

"No wonder the ten pirate ships turned out to be the merger of three groups of pirates."

Apali's mouth was filled with the smell of blood. He was punched in the face, losing two teeth and half of his face was swollen.

The bearded man looked at the corpses on the boat, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Even if the pirates rushed to the merchant ship, the other side was already defeated. The fierce resistance still cost them nearly 300 lives. Including the ones in front, his own men alone lost a third. Not only It's not tragic.

Execution of the surrendered enemies did not dissipate the anger in his heart.

Without warning, he put his foot on the unconscious Hawke's stomach.

Hawke moved half a meter sideways on the deck, his body arched like a shrimp. The severe pain woke him up, and he subconsciously covered his stomach and kept retching.

"stop!"

Just when the bearded man was still relieved and wanted to continue his attack, a not loud, but rather majestic voice sounded.

The resentful pirate captain shook his bloated body and took two steps back with his two other companions. He lowered his head and explained to the owner of the voice:

"Master Fox Hunter, I am just angry at these guys for a moment."

"Stop talking!" A man in a white military uniform said in a calm tone: "Those gunmen who surrendered were killed by you out of anger, so I won't hold you accountable for anything. These two people are very important and cannot make mistakes! Do you understand?"

"Yes! Yes, I understand!"

The bearded man wiped the sweat from his forehead and stepped aside with the short and thin pirates.

After Apali saw this person, his eyes flickered. He was a little unbelievable at first, and then suddenly realized:

"I asked why it turned out to be Mr. Fox Hunter."

"Haha Apali." The man in a white military uniform said with a cigar in his mouth, with a somewhat inexplicable expression: "We are old friends, and my cooperation with Master Karimula has always been very smooth. , I didn’t expect it.”

"Why did you betray him?"

"Haha" Apali spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and smiled and replied: "Karimula has never cared about the life and death of his subordinates. I always thought that I should be an exception, but I later discovered that even if I , they have been loyal and loyal for so many years, and there is no exception!"

The man nodded thoughtfully, showing an understanding look:

"Yes, actually, I don't care much about Karimula's life or death. But the problem is, after Karimula's death, my part of the business seems to have no follow-up."

"It was really hard for me until I found out about this thing called the Desert Eagle."

He took a blood-stained Desert Eagle from a soldier beside him and played with it for a while before continuing:

"Too bad it's not mine"

"Master Fox Hunter, aren't you here to rob him?" Apali felt a little uncomfortable on his knees and couldn't help but move his body.

"Yes, the only drawback is that the dozens of gunmen who surrendered are all dead. But it doesn't matter. Even if you are not important, this guy named Hawk should be important enough."

The man held the cigar between his hands and blew out a puff of smoke.

At this time, Hawke gradually regained his composure.

He turned his attention to the man who spoke. Although he didn't notice what the other man said, the other man said his name.

Under the light of the torch, the opponent's navy uniform was very eye-catching.

"navy!"

Hawke gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but the aftereffects of the heavy blows to the chest, abdomen and back of the head had not yet recovered, so he naturally failed.

"Lock up these two guests."

Hunter Fox ordered the navy soldiers beside him, and then looked at the three pirate captains standing next to him.

Hawke, who was dragged up by the navy soldier, could clearly hear what the other party said:

"As agreed in advance, all the spoils will belong to the three of you. Fortunately, I can see your losses."

"Thank you, Master Foxhunter!"

The three people responded unevenly with different voices.

"According to the plan, dispose of all the bodies and go to the Seras Islands!"

A few minutes later, the last corpse was thrown off the boat. The strong smell of blood had already attracted countless carnivorous beasts in the sea. The corpse that had just fallen was bitten by several bloody mouths full of sharp teeth, tearing it apart. A few paragraphs.

The traces of the naval battle soon disappeared after the ships left.