Pirates: Dangerous options in my head

"So..that is?"

Looking at the figure running towards them, the reporters were stunned for a moment, and then they picked up their cameras and took pictures of the figure.

"This should be the legendary Thunder General Vivian, right?"

"Looking at his age and the general uniform he is wearing, this must be Vivian."

"In the past, I have only seen him in newspapers and live broadcasts. I didn't expect that this time I would have the opportunity to see him in person!"

Everyone suddenly became excited, as if they had completely forgotten that they were still in the midst of a war.

However, when Gordon approached the armored vehicle and slapped the window frantically, they finally reacted, with disappointed expressions on their faces.

"What, it turned out to be a fake?"

"Let me just say, as the most decorated general in the navy, how could Thunder Swordsman come down alone to lead the battle?"

"I don't know who this guy is. He's so brave. He dares to pretend to be General Thunder."

"I'm afraid he came down to highlight his presence."

The reporters kept talking to each other, and from time to time they picked up the camera and took a few photos of Gordon's face at close range. Looking at the unhappy look in his eyes, he seemed to have already thought of the news title in his mind.

, planning to wait until he gets back to expose the "clown" in front of him, in order to achieve the purpose of letting the world laugh at Gordon.

Gordon, on the other hand, saw that the people sitting in the armored vehicle had no intention of opening the door for him, and he became extremely impatient. He banged on the door even more fiercely, and even shouted in front of the door.

He stood up and said, "Hey! Which newspaper company do you belong to? Don't you recognize who I am?"

"Who are you?"

Everyone turned their nostrils to Gordon with disdain and asked in a contemptuous tone.

"Listen up, I am the number one person in the journalism world today! The founder of "The Biography of Thunder Swordsman", the legendary reporter, the godfather of magazines, Kits Gordon!"

"Kitts Gordon?"

Fitzgerald slammed on the brakes.

On the side, all the reporters also furrowed their brows, and the contemptuous gazes they had just retracted instantly, and then turned into doubtful expressions.

"How do you prove you're Kitz Gordon?"

"That is, if Kits Gordon is not writing "The Biography of the Thunder Swordsman" in the newspaper office, why is he coming to the Red Earth Continent?"

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"Did you also receive an invitation from the Revolutionary Army to film the evil deeds of the World Government?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, all the reporters reacted immediately.

Isn’t the newspaper that Kits Gordon belongs to owned by the World Government?

This guy was obviously brought in by those group of Celestial Dragons to beautify themselves.

The positions suddenly became antagonistic. After hearing Kitz Gordon announce his name, the reporters in the car became even more reluctant to open the door.

"Hey, open the door quickly. If a new round of artillery fire comes down, I will definitely be turned into ashes!"

Seeing that Fitzgerald and others still had no intention of opening the door, Gordon couldn't help but become even more anxious. He raised his middle finger at Fitzgerald, which he learned from Vivian, and shouted threats.

He said: "After I die, there will be no follow-up to the biography of Thunder Swordsman. From now on, you will never see this series of magazines for sale again!"

The voice fell.

The reporters in the car were once again stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, they seemed to have realized something, and their expressions gradually turned frightened.

"What?!"

"The Biography of Thunder Swordsman will not be updated again?"

"Then what should I watch to fall asleep in the future?"

"I can't accept it. I have already collected nine volumes of "The Biography of the Thunder Swordsman", and I also bought the extra chapters. You actually said you won't sell it anymore. Who can accept this!"

"Damn it, stop joking, bastard, "The Biography of Thunder Swordsman" is my original intention to join the journalist profession! How can I just stop it!"

Screams and curses filled the spacious armored vehicle.

However, Gordon's expression at this moment is like this: convex (゜神゜メ)

"So if you open the door, won't something like this happen? Hurry up and open the door, bastard!!!"

The voice fell.

boom--!

The cannonball landed less than 20 meters away from Gordon. The powerful impact caused his whole body to be thrown away. After rolling along the mud for a long distance, Fitzgerald finally returned.

After regaining consciousness, he quickly turned the car around and drove quickly in front of Gordon.

"Quick, get in the car!"

"Cough...cough..."

After struggling hard to get up from the ground, the extremely embarrassed Gordon was finally helped into the car by a group of reporters.

At the same time, Fujitora, who jumped down with him, rushed in another direction alone after successfully landing, and quickly disappeared into the ruins and jungle.

...

The other side.

After going down the elevator to the bottom, they saw that the outlying towns in front of them had been blown to pieces by bombs all over the sky. The group of Tianlong people were able to relax a little, and then rode on the slaves who were kneeling on the ground.

He ordered the guards and navy to go ahead and began to explore the way for them.

Of course there is more than one lift in Mariegio.

From left to right, there are a total of seven elevators in front of the stone wall, each of which can accommodate about 200 people.

Because of this, the people in Pangu City fled very quickly. After three rounds of back and forth, in less than twenty minutes, four to five thousand people had been transported to the bottom of the Red Earth Continent.

The marines who had just landed were not idle. Under the intimidation of the Tianlong people, they raised their flintlock spears and continued to dig deeper into the ruins, beginning to detect traces of the revolutionary army.

At the same moment, Saint Musgarud with his parents and servants had also taken the elevator and moved down from the red earth continent. However, as soon as his front feet stepped on the ground, the lava on the stone wall began to flow with his back feet.

It had already erupted and slowly flowed down the wall, scaring all the people waiting nearby to flee.

"Damn..."

Glancing at two of the elevators that seemed to have been scrapped under the attack of the magma, a senior member of the Tianlong people couldn't help frowning, and then looked at the CP0 member beside him and said: "How many more are there?

No one came down?"

"There are probably about 20,000 to 30,000 people left."

"Twenty or thirty thousand people?"

The Tianlong people subconsciously rubbed their beards after hearing this, and then asked: "Does it include the number of slaves and servants?"

"Yes, there are 15,000 slaves and about 5,000 servants. As for the remaining 10,000 people, 9,000 of them are the elite navy of each branch and the headquarters."

"That's it..."

The Celestial Dragon nodded.

After pondering for about four or five seconds, he waved his hand, and then said: "Call the insect above, and all the slaves and servants who have not come down yet, stay above, and put down our clan members first, and secondly.

Then the Navy."

"clear!"

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