Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Boom boom boom!

The sound of artillery fire rang out, and black shells exploded around the warship one after another, blowing up the surging waves.

Gun smoke billowed.

The navy on the warship reacted immediately, and their originally casual expressions suddenly became solemn and stern.

Without anyone's orders, they quickly occupied the artillery, the lookout and the rudder, picked up their weapons and were ready to fight back at any time.

Although they were idle because of a salted fish before, at this moment they fully demonstrated the calmness and bravery of the elite of the Navy Headquarters.

The muskets were raised in unison, and the heavy artillery quickly adjusted their directions, searching for the enemy's figure on the smoky sea.

The next second——

Clang!

It was as if the sound of some metal hitting the side of the ship sounded on the hull of the warship.

Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look. They saw rusty metal hooks piercing through the smoke from both sides of the hull, connected to thick hemp ropes, and stuck to the railings of the deck.

This is...

The pupils of the navy soldiers shrank and their faces changed drastically.

"Hook rope!"

"They are on the bottom of the sea!!"

"The enemy is going to board the ship!!"

"Prepare for boarding battle!"

The moment the voice fell, before they could react, a series of fierce figures with wet bodies had climbed up the ropes and jumped onto the deck of the warship.

These people had fierce expressions, tattered linen cloaks on their bodies, and held various weapons in their hands.

What's even more strange is that these guys look weird. Some of them have no arms, some have only one eye, some have scars on their faces, and some have only a few teeth left in their mouths...

In short, they don't look like good people. They look ferocious and look like pirates.

If it weren't for the way they attacked the warship so fiercely and swiftly, and their aura was so fierce, judging from their appearance, they would always give people a feeling of being a gangster.

"Hahahaha!! I didn't expect it to be a navy ship!"

"But it doesn't matter! You are out of luck!"

"Hand over your weapons and supplies!"

"By the way, we want the ship too! Just jump into the sea!"

Thick smoke was floating, and arrogant and violent laughter sounded on the deck of the warship.

The eyes they looked at the navy on the warship were like a group of hungry wolves looking at bloody food, emitting green light.

The bald man with a beard in the lead was even more presumptuous, with his hands on his waist, laughing:

"Hahahaha, you guessed it right... We are robbing!!"

Robbery! ?

The navy on the warship was stunned.

They looked at the group of "crooked" guys in front of them one by one, their faces were full of confusion, and their brains were a mess.

Because they all saw it...

Under their pirate-like cloaks, they were clearly wearing tattered navy uniforms!

This group of guys...are not pirates, but navy!!

Navy from the New World...

Navy with gangster-like style...

Could it be...

An absurd but extremely real thought popped up in the minds of each of them.

"Hahahaha!! What's wrong? Are you scared by our tactics?!"

Seeing the stunned looks of the navy, the bearded man in the lead thought they were scared, and laughed even more proudly:

"Put down your weapons quickly! Otherwise, we will be rude to you!"

"Hahahaha...hahaha...ha?"

His laughter gradually subsided, and his expression gradually became stiff.

Because he suddenly saw that the navy soldiers present suddenly looked at him with a dead look.

There was even a trace of pity in their eyes.

"It's so scary. I didn't expect that I would be robbed after coming to the New World..."

At this time, a slow voice suddenly sounded.

The "pirates" were stunned by the sound, and then looked in the direction of the sound.

In the billowing smoke, a tall and unusual figure slowly stood up from a beach chair.

He put his hands in his pockets, and the wide cloak fluttered behind him, looking at the group of "invaders" with a strange expression.

"You...should be the navy of G5?"

"...Bo, Borsalino!??"

The deck was suddenly quiet, and then there were continuous gasps.

The "pirates" looked at the figure with a deep aura and a half-smile in horror, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Although they never obeyed the headquarters' orders and looked down upon the headquarters' so-called elite, Borsalino's name of "monster" made themWe have heard it countless times!

At this moment, strong fear filled their hearts.

We... actually robbed the monsters of the headquarters! ?

"So Darren, how do you want to deal with it?"

Borsalino sighed helplessly, turned his head and said:

"According to the appointment letter of the headquarters... now they are your subordinates."

Darren! ?

Hearing this well-known name, the "pirates" were shocked and the blood on their faces faded away.

They stared at the figure standing up from another beach chair with disbelief, and a huge wave of emotions rose in their hearts.

A straight body, a cold and handsome face, and a head of short black hair fluttering gently in the sea breeze.

The explosive muscles all over the body propped up the military uniform, and the cold eyes were mixed with a trace of mockery.

Biting a lit cigar in his mouth, the red light was looming in the thick smoke.

Just standing there, he gave people an indescribable sense of terror and oppression, like a demon.

"So... should I praise you for being brave, or scold you for being stupid?"

The vice admiral said expressionlessly.

His figure completely emerged in the thick smoke.

The "pirates" were struck by lightning.

They... actually robbed their own boss! !

...

Two days later.

New World.

G5 Branch.

Military fortresses stood solemnly in the base of the island. The walls of the fortresses were mottled and black, the windows were broken, and they had fallen into disrepair.

The turrets and warships in the port were not much better, some of them were even covered with spider webs and rusted.

This military base, which should have been like an iron wall, looked dilapidated and sad in the sunset.

"Lieutenant General Darren, it's been two days. How about... putting them down?"

Arthur walked into the temporary office carefully, looked at the Vice Admiral who was sitting on the sofa and resting with his eyes closed, and asked tentatively.

As he spoke, his eyes could not help but glance out the window.

At the port of the G5 branch base,

A series of figures were tied up with their hands, hanging in the air like salted fish.

Under the wind and sun, these guys became shriveled one by one, and looked like they were about to die.

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On the way back, there was a traffic jam on the highway. Sorry for the late update.