Pirate: This gunman is quite fierce

The two sides of the war were in chaos.

At Bin Jack's suggestion, the Ward Pirates attacked the Yuba Barracks that night, and Yus, who was still dreaming of becoming a king on the couch, was taken hostage on the spot.

After some operations, the leader of this 50,000-strong refugee army was secretly replaced, and Ward's first order was to march to the desert.

"Daro, the situation has changed. This army does not seem to plan to go directly to Albana. It seems that this direction should go to the desert." Sophia, who was mixed in the group of soldiers, covered her Den Den Mushi and reported in a low voice.

"They also went to the desert. What's the situation?" Daro raised his eyebrows and asked back.

At this time, Darrow had just set off from Albana and was on his way to the old site of Shahua. Now Yuba had changed its itinerary. Judging from the situation, it should have set its sights on the Pluto.

"A group of people suddenly came to Yuba. They should have kidnapped Yus and then controlled the entire army." Sophia briefly explained the situation.

"Do you know who they are?" Darrow, who was galloping in the desert, frowned into a "chuan" character.

There was actually another group of forces that also pointed the spearhead at Pluto, and the other party also controlled an army of more than 50,000 people. This is a large number of people, and if they are really found by the other party first... that would be bad.

"I don't know, but Aisha used the ability of the three-eyed tribe to explore it. There should be only five people in that group, and one of them is a fishman."

Sophia's intelligence did not allow Darrow to figure out the reason. Just from the personnel configuration, there was no way to determine who the other party was.

To be on the safe side, Darrow said to the other end of the Den Den Mushi: "Stay still, follow them to the old site of Shahua and meet us."

After hanging up the phone, Darrow was in no mood to continue to move slowly in the desert. He directly controlled the air to fill the sails of the sand sled and drove to the old site of Shahua at the fastest speed.

Although there was no trace of the legendary "Ark of Hope", Darrow had already regarded it as his own possession.

After all, as a gunner, what he pursued was high lethality. If he could crack the artillery system on Pluto and use the compression fruit to reproduce it, then Darrow would be able to kill an island with one shot.

At the very least, he had to study this Pluto. After all, there was Tom in the Seven Waters City who had the blueprint of Pluto. Maybe the combination of the two could really allow Darrow to reproduce a brand new Pluto.

Facing the wind and sand, Darrow drove the sand sled at high speed for a whole day. Darrow, O'Hara scholar and Tikola's group finally arrived at the old site of Shahua.

"Ugh!!"

The original two-day trip was compressed into one day. The speed of flying close to the ground made Dr. Clover and Tikola, two elderly people, very uncomfortable. As soon as they got off the sand sled, their legs began to shake and they vomited on the spot.

"Darrow, why are you so anxious suddenly?" The thoughtful Olbia asked Darrow while taking the luggage for the camp from the sand sled.

"I got the news that the refugee army of Yuba is now rushing here. Their goal should be the same as ours, so we must arrive at Shahua before them." Darrow did not hide it and told the situation to several people truthfully.

"This! What should we do!"

Darrow's words were like thunder to everyone present, especially Tikola, who was visibly panicked.

"Don't worry. It will take at least three days for more than 50,000 people to march from Juba, so we just need to find the whereabouts of the Pluto during this time." Seeing everyone's uneasy expressions, Darrow smiled and waved his hand to comfort them.

"What if we don't find it?" Olbia is not as optimistic as Darrow. It is impossible to find it in this vast sea of ​​sand.

"Then someone will be unlucky." Darrow sighed. Of course, the unlucky person he was talking about would not be them, but the 50,000 soldiers.

If it is not necessary, Darrow is not willing to attack the army of more than 50,000 people. After all, no matter what, they are just a group of refugees displaced by drought.

"What are we waiting for? Let's hurry up." Olbia eagerly took out the map from his pocket, looking like he was about to start work, completely ignoring the fact that his teacher was shaken all the way.

"Tomorrow, it's getting late now.

"Let's settle down and have a good rest." Darrow looked at Dr. Clover who was about to vomit his bitterness and suggested.

After all, the other party was the main force of this search operation, so he had to take good care of him. As for the burden Tikora next to him, Darrow didn't take him seriously at all.

………

It was the afternoon of the third day.

The archaeological team's search activities were still continuing. In the past two days, Darrow and his team did not find any trace of the "Ark of Hope", and even useful information was scarce.

"Doctor, come and have a look." As if he had discovered some clues, an O'Hara scholar waved his hands and shouted to Dr. Clover not far away.

"Robertson, what is this?" Olbia, who came closer, looked at the rotten wood in the man's hand, frowned and asked, "Are you sure this is not the wood that fell from the sand sled? "

But the doctor on the other side saw the clue, took the wood, looked at it carefully, and analyzed:

"Yes, this wood is indeed not naturally weathered, and from the carbonized cross section, I guess this wood should be a sampan of a ship, and the ship has also suffered a powerful artillery bombardment..."

"Not bad, Robertson!" Olbia grinned and patted the scholar named Robertson on the shoulder and praised him.

And Darrow also cast an admiring look at Robertson. He remembered that it seemed that he had said a few days ago that he had found marine shells in the nest of the great deceitful bird. The doctor also deduced that the old site of Shahua might be the place where Pluto was hidden.

In short, this is a careful man.

"Robertson? Archaeologist? This guy can't be Robin's biological father. "Daro looked at Olbia and the gentle male scholar and couldn't help guessing.

With reasonable guesses, Daro and his team soon found some clues nearby - Brig dug out some red algae ash in the sand.

"Red desert! That's what it should be about." Tikola picked up a handful of red sand from the ground and said excitedly.

"It seems that my guess is right. This was once an inland sea. The Namib, the ship of hope, is anchored in a certain sea area here. The board just now should have fallen from a ship bombarded by the Namib." Dr. Clover stroked his beard and speculated reasonably.

Dr. Clover's speculation was recognized by everyone. Seeing hope, the people seemed to be injected with chicken blood. Regardless of the fatigue of the past few days, they scattered and searched again.

"Are you here? Pluto! "Daro looked at the sandy land within a radius of ten miles and muttered to himself.

It's a pity that Daro didn't have Luffy's ability to communicate with everything, and the Pluto that had been silent for eight hundred years didn't respond to him.

Suddenly, just when Daro was about to continue searching, his observation color suddenly sensed countless red dots appearing on the edge of the desert.

"Are they here?" Daro muttered to himself.

At the same time, he glanced at the five people leading the crowd, and after recognizing the ancient soldier helmets on their heads and the blue fishman behind them, he couldn't help but grin and said:

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be you...World Destroyer Wald!"