Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The young and innocent faces of the fishmen were gradually filled with expressions of shock and surprise.

They stood on tiptoe, resting their heads on the railings of the ship, their eyes wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

They all held their breath, stared in astonishment, unable to utter a word... completely shocked by the grandeur and magnificence of the scene before their eyes.

Senior stood behind them, quietly watching the huge and solemn military base gradually emerging on the sea in the distance, with the same complex emotions in his eyes.

Because of the cooperation between the Don Quixote family and the North Sea Fleet, he, as the only liaison and middleman between the family and the North Sea Fleet, had entered and exited the North Sea from the New World many times, and it was not the first time he came to the headquarters of the North Sea Navy.

But no matter how many times, when Senior saw this military base with his own eyes, he had an indescribable feeling and shock in his heart.

Compared to the dilapidated and ordinary 321st branch many years ago, after the development in the past two years, this naval base, which should have been ordinary, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The towering city wall, more than 50 meters high, stands high above the sea level, built of solid rocks, completely surrounding the interior of the military base.

Inside the base, majestic military fortresses can be vaguely seen rising from the ground, and the snow-white seagull flag is flying on the gray-black dome.

One after another, dark and heavy cannons are protruding from the wide holes in the city wall, covering the sea surface in any direction with almost no blind spots for attack, like the fangs and claws of a giant beast, exuding a strong smell of gunpowder.

Under the city wall of the military base, there is only one entrance and exit that can accommodate a warship. Under the shadow of the city wall, the dark waters seem to lead to the Styx of hell, which is daunting.

Around the base, there are several normal-sized conventional warships, cruising around the surrounding seas, leaving white traces on the sea.

From a distance, this huge and strict military fortress is like a war beast that will never fall. The iron-blooded aura it exudes is enough to drive out all invaders... and wipe them out completely!

"This is the North Sea Naval Base, the 321st branch under the Navy Headquarters."

Senior slowly exhaled a stream of white smoke from his mouth, and his voice inexplicably became a little hoarse.

"A branch under the Navy Headquarters?"

"This is just a branch, so is the Navy Headquarters even more powerful than this scale!?"

"This is too amazing!"

"Has the military strength of the human world reached this level?"

"..."

The fish-man teenagers exclaimed in shock.

According to their understanding, if a branch has such an oppressive feeling... then how terrifying the headquarters should be, which is simply unimaginable for their limited knowledge.

Hearing their exclamations, Senior did not explain.

It was difficult for him to explain clearly that the North Sea 321 Branch was not an ordinary naval branch, and to some extent, it had little connection with the Navy Headquarters of the Grand Line.

Marinford's order might be able to mobilize troops from other seas, but it would definitely not work in the North Sea.

The most terrifying thing is that the Navy Headquarters knew nothing about all the changes in the 321 Branch over the years.

No pirate ship could leave the North Sea safely without obtaining a pass from the North Sea Fleet.

Only caravans and ships that have obtained a pass from the North Sea Fleet can legally enter and exit the North Sea.

Even powerful caravans and even official ships of member states are not allowed to approach the 500-nautical-mile radius of the 321 Branch.

Once the regulations are violated, the North Sea Fleet will sink them directly without any conditions.

Most of the countries in the North Sea happily abide by this arrogant and rude rule under the attack of a large amount of political donations.

As for those countries that are unwilling to comply, the wind direction will change when the officials and politicians who oppose this policy in their country die due to some "unexpected factors".

Pirates will disappear, trade will be stable, routes will be stable, and the economy and people's livelihood will develop... In fact, politicians and civilians in the North Sea countries will be very satisfied with the results of such "rules" in the end.

In other words...

The North Sea has been completely blocked.

Even to this day, the name of the "King of the North Sea" is still like a huge shadow, forever covering the sky of this sea area.

Bring deterrence, stability, peace and absolute... order here!

Thinking of this, Senior took a deep breath, said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, cheer up, we are about to enter the base passage."

"If you don't want to be killed on the spot, just be quiet and don't move."

He looked at the fish-man teenagers headed by Jinbei, who stood straight and didn't dare to breathe, and silently added in his heart.

'After all, this is the most powerful fleet on the sea today... the headquarters of the North Sea Fleet! '

Senior slowly took out a flare from his arms and fired it.

Suddenly, a flaming red light swayed its tail and rose from the merchant ship.

The conventional warships on the cruise responded quickly, quickly approached, and guided the direction with an escort posture.

The merchant ship moved forward steadily, and the strict military base was getting closer and closer.

The towering city wall was getting closer and closer, and the huge shadow cast swallowed the merchant ship bit by bit.

While passing through the quiet passage, Jinbei, who was relatively calm, soon discovered something that made him shudder.

The walls surrounding the passage were clearly loaded with strange weapons.

"Those are flamethrowers, electric shock guns, and burst heavy machine guns..."

Senior walked to Jinbei and explained:

"... All of them are the most advanced weapons technology in the world today."

Jinbei scratched his head, not knowing why.

He had never seen these weapons before, and had never even used a musket.

For the fishmen, they were not interested in firearms, and they trusted the power of their bodies more.

In their view, the fishmen were born warriors, and their bodies were the most powerful weapons.

Seeing the confused and uneasy expressions of the fishmen teenagers, Senior couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart.

What's the point of explaining it to them?

Perhaps when they grow up, they will know what this means.

The high-tech weapons that other forces have tried their best to get at a high price are only used to guard the gates in the North Sea Fleet.

This world is sometimes real and absurd.

These high-tech weapons are used to guard the gate.

This means that these are obsolete for them.

They have mastered more advanced technological weapons in their hands.

For example... the powerful laser cannon.

Still waters run deep.

The hundred-meter-long seawater entrance channel was quickly passed.

The young fishmen felt that their eyes were suddenly clear, and they looked at everything in front of them with wide eyes.

Military artillery batteries stood one after another, and wide roads led in all directions, with cars speeding on the land;

On the wide training ground in front, figures were practicing in the scorching sun, and the exaggerated weight made them stunned.

From time to time, bursts of artillery and fire were heard in the distance, roaring... That was the training soldiers conducting artillery training;

The supply vehicles responsible for transporting ammunition and weapons roared back and forth, and on a distant artillery battery under repair, the crane made a teeth-grinding hum and raised a large amount of dust.

The inside of this city wall seemed to be another world!

"Thank you for making this trip again, Mr. Senior."

Just as the young fishmen were curiously looking at the unfamiliar things in front of them, a low voice with a smile suddenly sounded.

They were surprised to see a light blue lightning suddenly descend from the sky, and then quickly condensed into a figure in front of them.

The man was not very old, about 20 years old, wearing a neat military uniform, a wide cloak, a mustache, and a calm and solemn temperament.

Senior shook his head and said:

"It is my honor to work for the Godfather."

He looked at the imposing navy in front of him, stretched out his hand, and smiled gentlemanly:

"Hello, Admiral Flying Squirrel."

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