I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Master, let's play!" The lieutenant commander, who took the lead, swung his saber fiercely, and slashed at the chest of the pirates who couldn't avoid it. The splashed blood stained the beautiful beach with a strange and deadly color.

Playing with hair! The pirates were taken aback by the excited and flushed navies rushing towards them shouting weird slogans.

The leaderless pirates collapsed at the first touch and began to flee in all directions. The pirates who had calculated the patrol time of the Sea King Army did not expect the navy's sudden intervention.

Sakaski let his subordinates go to chase and kill, and leaned forward to take the capture hand cannon that the pirate had abandoned on the ground in his hand.

The lieutenant general frowned. The firearm in his hand was well-made, and it was deliberately smeared and hung up where the code should have been engraved.

The most important thing is that other people in Murloc Island don't know the details of this weapon, but he knows it well.

In the Imperton submarine prison, he had seen the jailer holding this exact same prison gun in his hand.

Although Sakaski knew that the Tianlongren secretly granted these slave hunting teams some convenience, he never expected that the other party would unscrupulously use the weapons that should have suppressed the most vicious criminals in the prison to support the enemy, and what was even more frightening was to impose On the civilians of Fishman Island.

"Those bastards..." Sakaski gritted his teeth secretly, his complexion a little dark and unclear.

The major who took the lead in hunting down the pirates led the team back, and Sakaski noticed that these killers returned with a few heads in their hands.

The major complacently saluted Sakaski: "Report! All the pirates have been killed."

Sakaski, who was in an extremely bad mood at the moment, was not polite to him: "Who proposed that embarrassing slogan earlier?"

"Uh, this subordinate wants to repay him with his way."

"Around the coral reef, 50 laps. Others clean up the battlefield." Sakaski sighed softly. Why is there no one in the navy who can worry about it?

When the Navy King Army patrol arrived in a hurry, the Navy squad had already piled up the corpses of the pirates like a hill. When the murlocs of the patrol team came down to inquire, they found out that this gang of navy ambushed and killed people in one go, and by the way, they also took care of the mermen's appeasement work.

And the work of these murloc soldiers has changed from meeting the enemy and rescuing them to washing the ground and carrying the dead.

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"...Should I say that you are indeed a professional?" The Minister on the Right was a little surprised holding the statistical form that he had just completed. He couldn't help being a little optimistic, as things went on, the tranquility of Fishman Island was just around the corner.

Although this navy unit has only been stationed on Fishman Island for a few days, the reports of the Neptune Army in charge of their respective jurisdictions are almost the same. The advantage is great, the pirates went up with a, and the pirates played GG.

However, Sakaski looked at the letter of thanks and the accompanying statistics table delivered by the Neptune Army with a dignified expression.

Although it is known that the pirate disasters on Murloc Island were serious after the Great Pirate Era began, the Murloc Island before it was protected by Whitebeard was so miserable. (ps: It has been verified that Whitebeard and Neptune drank the wine of friendship in 1502)

In the past few days, the Navy has focused on the most rampant pirates. Basically, the pirates who dare to appear on the streets have moved their heads.

But there are not a few pirates and human trafficking gangs operating secretly.

Through the bloody killings in the past few days, under the shock, those arrogant pirates have hidden their minions.

Quietly hiding in the dark waiting for the negligence of the navy and the sea king army.

Lindeman's face was a little ugly, and he couldn't help complaining to his chief: "Lieutenant General, I'm going to hunt down the pirates anchored in the Coral Hill, but I was insulted wantonly by some murloc civilians along the way."

The ghost spider shook his head, and added: "Not only that, when I was patrolling the Giron Cod Square on the Murloc Island, some of the soldiers under my command were thrown rotten fish in the dark by others. At first I thought it was the pirates. , led the troops to search according to the direction of the trajectory of the parabola, but found nothing.”

It wasn't the pirates who did it, and the ghost spider didn't tell the truth, but several people knew it well.

Sakalski bowed his head, crossing his hands to support his chin. Hundreds of years of discrimination and hatred between Fishman Island and humans was the fundamental reason why the Navy Headquarters was unwilling to get involved in it at the beginning.

Racial discrimination, a nasty event that often occurs even in the 21st century, is constantly fermenting and escalating under the centuries-old hatred and humiliation of Fishman Island.

Only then did the navies stationed on the outskirts of Fishman Island suddenly realize that their real enemies were not only those reckless pirates and notorious slave catchers.

The fishman island with serious racial problems is the most difficult problem.

They looked at the distant view of Murloc Island. The town shrouded in night seemed to be surrounded by a huge mouth and swallowed whole.

112. This is not the car to go to kindergarten!

Ghost Spider raised his hand and lit a cigarette: "Lieutenant General, I heard from the Haiwang army that some murlocs are also engaged in illegal activities when I was on patrol. What should I do if I encounter our army?"

According to Sakalski's past habits, a simple and clear sentence can solve this problem. However, the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, who is familiar with the complicated situation of Fishman Island, issued a rare arrest warrant.

Even if they are all pirates, there is essentially no difference between human pirates and murloc pirates for the navy.

In the eyes of some radicals on Murloc Island, this is enough as a powerful excuse for the human navy to slaughter the Murlocs.

Travelers from the 21st century are well aware of the way in which some Internet media and people with ulterior motives usually use this method of inducing public opinion to use people who know nothing about the truth as gunmen to "charge into battle" for their benefit. ".

Sakalski can guess what those conspirators and extremists who hide in the dark want to do by just relying on brain supplementation.

It is only necessary to hide the pirate identity of the killed murloc, and then take it out of context to blur the cause of the incident, and finally bring the matter of the navy killing the murloc to the forefront.

In this way, the navy was completely surrounded by the entire Murloc Island.

"Ghost spider, if murloc crimes occur within the scope of the murloc island, the arrested criminals must be handed over to the Neptune Army in front of the public." Sakaski continued to add, still feeling inadequate.

"Lieutenant General, do we need to be so cautious?" Ghost Spider wrote down this point in the minutes of the meeting with a cigarette in his mouth.

You must know that under the banner of the world government, the Navy Headquarters is the armed force with the largest jurisdiction and the strongest military power. Only the Navy Headquarters went to other member countries to pick up prisoners, but there has never been a precedent for returning captured prisoners for processing.

"We can't be too cautious about this kind of thing." Sakaski picked up Lindeman and poured him the lemonade in the glass. "This time is different from the past. We don't have the world government to conduct crisis public relations for the incident. Therefore, the only thing to do is to make the filing detailed enough to prevent problems before they happen.”

Lindemann, who had been listening all the time, suddenly smiled: "The lieutenant general is right. Even if our actions are correct, the truth never belongs to the majority of people."

Even though the Sea King Army and the royal family's position is consistent with that of Sakaski and others, the lieutenant general dare not underestimate the power of public opinion.

Although I feel that Lindeman's words are biased, but it is very appropriate to describe this fishman island.

Sakalski couldn't help adding in his heart: sometimes, the ocean of public opinion can crush the backbone of justice.

Even the highly prestigious Neptune dare not block the freedom of speech of the people of Fishman Island, let alone the newcomer human navy? We can only do our work as carefully as possible, and only by making no mistakes can the navy avoid unnecessary troubles .

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With the pirates no longer ostentatiously appearing on the street, once a building search is needed, it will affect the daily life of more residents, so Sakaski's troops are becoming more cautious.

"Stop him! Robbery!" A mermaid wearing a bubble-coated film around his waist exclaimed nervously.

A burly murloc snatched the bag around her arm and ran away.

Like the Chambord Islands, mermaids and some large marine creatures wear bubble swim rings around their waists to facilitate their movements when they are active in the dry areas of the islands.

Fishman Island also uses a combination of air bubble coating vehicles, and the big fishman jumped on a big fish bus parked on the side of the road in a panic.

"Don't move!" He held a knife in his hand and waved it threateningly at the driver who was manipulating the big fish in the deep sea.

He didn't even look at the silent passenger cabin. The anxious robber stuck his head out of the window and watched the Sea King Army patrol coming from afar. "Drive fast!!"

As long as he can get rid of the Neptune army in the straight line of this street, he can follow the deep sea passage at the corner and swim back to his residence from this place that is cut off from the sea.