Pirate’s Brood Order

The gravel area formed by jagged rocks and canine teeth is like the remains of a mountain after it disintegrated and crumbled.

In the simple barracks built with rough iron frames, the low-wattage lampshade was shaking back and forth, and a rough map was placed on the table. Falafola leaned against the edge of the table, wiping the prosthesis of his right hand with a dirty rag , the brows on his face were squeezed into a hard lump.

Since the rebel army was split into two halves, some of them surrendered to Crocodile, and quickly turned to each other to block the entrance and exit of the main road in the gravel field. The remaining rebel army could only huddle in the gravel field and survive.

"Damn it, Koza is right, this is a naked conspiracy."

The division of the rebel army and the speed of the rebellion were too fast, so that Farafula had to reflect on Kosha's words before his death. In hindsight, there are indeed many places that are unusual and weird.

"Even if it is a split or a rebellion, it is impossible to be so fast. The only explanation is that the interior of the rebel army has long been infiltrated by external forces, and the leaders of the rebellious rebel army were originally the internal pawns inserted by Crocodile. , This can explain all of this!" Falafula punched heavily on the table, and the power of the mechanical prosthesis instantly pierced the map and the table with a hole.

Lipa walked in from the outside, he glanced at the holed table, removed the dirty rag from the table, and then said slowly: "Obviously we have been cornered once again!"

"I hope you're not talking nonsense." Farafola pulled his fist out of the table, "How's the situation outside?"

"Who would have expected that as soon as those guys fell into Crocodile's arms, they would quickly turn their guns on their former comrades-in-arms, without showing any sympathy." Lipa pulled the tattered map, and marked a few points on it. There is a red circle next to the main road leading in and out of the gravel zone. He said grimly: "All the entrances and exits are heavily guarded, and their weapons and equipment have been upgraded and replaced. We were forced to retreat several times we tried to break through. Coming back, the only good thing is that the terrain of the gravel zone is complex, which is not conducive to the spread of large troops, and Dio can exert more powerful destructive power in the gravel zone, and they will not be able to attack in a short time."

"They don't need to break in, they just need to trap us inside, we will be exhausted, and we will all be buried here in the end, and these gravels will become our graves." Farafola hysterical He yelled at Li Pa: "Even if we tighten our belts and only eat one meal a day, the existing food will last for another 10 days at most. If we don't want to starve to death, we must find a way to break through."

"It's very difficult with our strength alone!" Li Pa narrowed her eyes.

"Aren't you a cadre of the Revolutionary Army? Tell the Revolutionary Army that our rebel army in Alabasta is willing to join the Revolutionary Army and overthrow the tyranny of the World Government, but only if they come to rescue us first." Farafola no longer cared Anything, like a red-eyed gambler trying to put all possible chips on the gaming table.

"Even if the Revolutionary Army is willing, there is no time to support the situation in Alabasta. Moreover, the Revolutionary Army is the confidant of the World Government. Any move will attract the joint attack of the World Government and the Navy. That will be the real disaster for Alabasta. .” Li Paqeng played the role of a cadre of the revolutionary army.

"Then tell me what to do, wait here to die, or go out and surrender to Crocodile?" Falafola roared out of breath.

"Of course not!" Lipa pointed to a corner of the map, and said coldly: "Six days later, we will launch a general attack on this blockade. At that time, there will be reinforcements to help us break the blockade from the outside. Then, we will We can settle this account with those traitorous bastards."

"Reinforcements? Where did the reinforcements come from?" Falafola blurted out in astonishment.

"The army of the Magnetic Drum Kingdom." Lipa replied to the shocked Farafola: "Our ally, King Walpo, is still alive!"

six days later.

Night fell as promised.

The piercing shells tore through the sky and fell towards the blockade line constructed by the iron grid of the trenches. The split rebel army changed into the military uniforms on the ship, and hid in the trenches as if they had been prepared, waiting for a round of bombardment. Climbing out, condescendingly poured out berserk firepower at the breakout rebel army.

The densely intertwined firepower nets are vertical and vertical, forming a fan, just like countless twisted and twisted giant nets of fire snakes that choose to devour people, and the torn corpses lie down on the sand slope in pieces, and the splashed blood penetrates the sand layer Falling down to the dark ground.

"Another stupid breakout, that's why I said that following Farafola can only lead you to the dark. Instead, surrendering to the national hero Crocodile is a wise move." Said the officer commanding the battle on Shapo.

Waves of breakthroughs were defeated and returned, leaving corpses all over the place. Falafula stood behind and hissed at Lipa with bloodshot eyes, "Where are the reinforcements? Where are the Drum Kingdom's troops?"

The artillery shells counterattacked from the opposite side drew burning parabolas in the air, and then slammed heavily on the gravel ground. The stones shattered, and the sand and dust rose up. There were gravel and gravel scattered everywhere. It was the howling, cursing, and the rumble of guns covering everything.

Lipa swept the smoke and dust all around. He didn't know when he put on the goggles and stared at Farafula's side face with dark eyes. He quietly pulled out a large-caliber flintlock from his waist and pointed it at the other's temple. .

"you……"

boom!

The dull gunshot was accompanied by the muffled sound of the skull exploding, half of the cheek was smashed by the bullet, and Farafula's body fell heavily on the ground. Lipa looked at the corpse under her feet and said coldly: "Then there is no need You, the remaining rebels will accept my control."

In the gray smoke, a figure with twisted muscles like a little giant walked in, and Dio lowered his head and swept over the corpses on the ground.

"Yes, rather than letting a trash control the troops, it would be more convenient for me to take over the command directly." Lipa said in a low voice: "Although it is a good idea, but it is also to better cooperate with Yarlin Colonel's plan."

Lipa slipped the flintlock back to his waist quietly. In his eyes, Dio was just a killing tool with simple thinking, just like the cold and numb murloc transformations in the 153 branch prison, he would only obey orders, And do not have too much subjective consciousness.

Dio stared at the corpse on the ground indifferently, the black lines in his pupils flickered away, and the expression on his face was like a carved rock, without any emotional fluctuations.