Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 69

The North Sea, Filbay Island.

Late at night.

Blood and flames reflected the sky red.

Bang, bang, bang! !

Boom, boom! !

The roar of guns and cannons rang violently on the street, and hundreds of navy officers were attacking a mafia family's base.

Thick smoke billowed, and the heavy walls of the base were blown into shocking gaps by the successive artillery, and rocks flew everywhere.

"Damn navy! Where did they get these weapons?!"

A mafia cadre in a black suit crawled out from under the collapsed wall, his face covered in blood, and his eyes were red as he roared.

As one of the most powerful mafia forces on Filbay Island, the Snooker family controls more than half of the underground industries within hundreds of miles of the island, and their business scope includes illegal businesses such as brewing, smuggling, gambling and customs.

They call the shots in this sphere of influence, making a fortune every day, with hundreds of members under their command, and weapons such as muskets and explosives. Even some small and medium-sized pirate groups dare not easily provoke the Snooker family.

But everything was messed up in an instant.

The prosperous, beautiful, and dreamy life was completely shattered and disillusioned in the roar of the explosion.

An explosion woke York Snooker from his chaotic sleep, and countless attacks whizzed past his ears, and he couldn't even tell what the sound was.

The family residence, arsenal, courtyard, meeting room, chamber of commerce, earth, buildings, air... everything was shaking.

Under the continuous bombardment, the cadres of the Snook family could not react at all and were buried in the ruins by the fierce firepower.

York Snook only felt his ears buzzing, and then became numb.

He looked at the well-trained North Sea Navy with a dull face, holding various weapons, and methodically surrounded their family’s station and crushed everything. He was extremely frightened.

High-temperature flamethrowers,

Electric shock guns that spewed blue electric light;

Portable machine guns,

York Snook even saw a row of navy men carrying a rocket on their shoulders!

Unprecedented cutting-edge weapons! !

Boom! !

A small portable missile suddenly exploded in the air above his head, and the dome-shaped building of the church was immediately blown to pieces, leaving a mess.

A large number of stones broke into pieces and collapsed with a loud bang in the loud noise.

A huge shadow suddenly submerged York Snooker from top to bottom.

There was a touch of despair in his eyes.

Before he was submerged by the rubble, he saw a wretched-looking navy man wearing wooden clogs, walking out of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, and then...

He lifted up a civilian building!!

...Boom!!

The civilian building was thrown high up and fell to the ground with a bang, completely destroying the Snooker family's residence into a mess, like a ruin.

In the billowing black smoke, Kaji looked at his hands in a daze.

I... When did I become so strong?

He just wanted to try it at first, but he didn't expect that he could actually throw a civilian building out with his bare hands!

"Major Kaji is too strong!!"

"Germa's technological weapons are far inferior to Major Kaji's power!!"

"It's really too strong! He is worthy of being the elite of the headquarters!!"

The surrounding North Sea Navy stared at Kaji with shock on their faces, and cheered enthusiastically.

Hearing the cheers of the navy around him, Kaji's heart surged, and he couldn't help but laughed with his hands on his hips:

"Of course! I'm a genius!!"

He looked at the machine gun in the hands of a navy with disdain, and said disdainfully:

"The gun... is a primitive and crude way of fighting."

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At the same time.

Another island in the North Sea.

A similar scene is taking place.

In the secret base of a mafia family, the navy quickly launched an operation.

"Navy! Damn navy! You are not leaving us any way out!!"

A mafia leader with a mustache cursed angrily.

As he spoke, he held a huge shield made of fine steel in both hands and rushed into the oncoming navy crowd like a bull, with a powerful force that directly knocked them off their feet.

"Hahahaha!! Have you seen my power?"

The mafia leader laughed loudly.

But his laughter stopped abruptly the next second.

Clang!

He heard

A crisp sword sound.

Following the sound, a tall black-haired figure slowly walked out of the blazing sea of fire.

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground was pleasant, but it revealed an extreme coldness.

It was a woman.

There was a beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, her long black hair was tied into a bun behind her head, and her curvaceous body was wrapped in a pink short skirt.

Following her footsteps, the flawless white navy cloak behind her seemed to sway and dance in the flames.

She held a long knife in one hand.

The blade was slender, showing a brilliant golden color, reflecting the leaping of the flames.

This was a very powerful woman.

If it were any other time, the mafia leader would probably try every means to get her into bed and conquer her.

But now,

He had no idea.

A long and thin cut slowly spread from his giant metal shield.

The strongest front of the shield, to his arm, to his throat...

Blood lines slowly emerged.

"What a fast knife..."

He hissed.

The shield and the man were split in two and fell down with a bang!

Gion stood in front of him, sheathing the knife with a cold look.

"In the name of justice, execute the death penalty!"

As soon as the voice fell, the navy rushed in behind her.

Shouts and wails continued to come from all directions. Gion stood there and fell into a long contemplation.

"I... have become much stronger."

She murmured softly.

She suddenly understood a lot.

The special training over the past ten days has increased her strength by at least 30%!

It was only because her opponent had always been that monster-like guy, who was always dominated and the distance was always so far away that she did not realize the improvement of her strength.

But the contemplation lasted only a few seconds, and Gion soon clenched his fists again and gritted his teeth.

"Not enough... far from enough."

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On the other side.

A private luxury mansion that cost a lot of money.

The mansion of the leader of the famous mafia family in the Great Britain Islands in the North Sea... the Rockefeller family.

In a luxurious bedroom.

The leader of the Rockefeller family, Jemansa, suddenly woke up from his sleep, suddenly pulled out the pistol hidden under the pillow, and fired several shots at a shadow in the room without even looking.

Bang bang bang!

Clang clang clang! !

The sound of bullets hitting swords rang out, sparks flew, and a serious face wearing a military cap was illuminated.

Jemansa's pupils shrank.

"It's you!"

His mistress shrank back with fear on her face and tightened the quilt around her.

The figure of the flying squirrel walked out of the darkness.

He held a saber in his hand.

Blood dripped from the saber.

"You broke the rules."

The flying squirrel said expressionlessly:

"So... Rogers Darren, the highest commander of the North Sea, greets you."