Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

One day later.

A certain sea area in the New World.

"It should be almost here. According to our intelligence, the last time the Golden Lion appeared was near this sea area."

On the deck of the warship, Seng Guo looked at the navigation chart in his hand with calm eyes, adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and said slowly.

Darren squinted his eyes and scanned the vast sea ahead, frowning.

Even with such a huge intelligence network of the Navy, finding traces of a pirate group in this vast sea is no less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack.

He is now gradually realizing the difficulties faced by Sengoku and other senior naval officials.

In many cases, it is not the navy that is incompetent. It has watched the riots of the great pirate era and allowed so many pirates to wreak havoc in the sea without any hindrance.

But the world is too big, and the communication and intelligence networks are relatively backward. Although the speed of warships as the main means of transportation is not slow, it is nothing compared to the vastness of the sea.

Even if you take action immediately after receiving information or whereabouts of the pirates, it will be at least a few hours or even days before the large forces arrive at their destination.

Not to mention that the climate in this part of the New World is unpredictable, dangerous and unpredictable.

Various reasons have resulted in the navy's efficiency in hunting down pirates becoming extremely low.

This is an objective factor and is essentially difficult to change.

This was one of the reasons why the Warring States Period was so eager to form a flying fleet.

The navy does not lack combat power, but it lacks mobility.

If the navy has a flying fleet, the mobility of the troops will be increased countless times. As a result, the efficiency of the navy in hunting down pirates will also be increased to an incredible level.

"It's not a good idea to search like a headless chicken like this. Warring States General, have you found out why Golden Lion Shiji showed up this time?"

Darren frowned.

Warring States shook his head and said:

"I can't find out. Shi Ji's whereabouts are secretive, the city is very deep, and he is very good at hiding his targets."

This gives me a headache... Darren's eyebrows furrowed even more.

"Hey, something terrible seems to have happened over there..."

At this time, Porusalino's slow voice suddenly sounded.

He raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction on the distant sea with a teasing smile.

Darren and Zhan Guo looked in the direction he pointed after hearing this, and their expressions changed slightly in an instant.

In the light sea fog, the outline of a small island is looming.

There was a large amount of black smoke floating over the island, which lingered for a long time.

As soon as the cold sea breeze blew, Darren's and Seng Guo's pupils both shrank.

The smell of blood!

What a strong smell of blood!

"Go to the island!"

Warring States no longer hesitated and immediately issued the order decisively.

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corpse.

Broken bodies.

The entire town on the island was full of broken limbs, low civilian buildings collapsed in a mess, and blood stained the ground and broken walls red.

Shocking sword marks crisscrossed the ground, and the cuts in the building were so smooth that it could be seen at a glance that they were the work of a great swordsman.

Dusk is approaching, and the setting sun reflects on the ruins of the town.

Everything in front of him was dilapidated and desolate, with vultures pecking at decaying corpses.

The stench of rotten flesh mixed with blood was extremely pungent and nauseating.

The sailors who landed on the island all turned slightly pale, and many young navy soldiers felt their stomachs churn and almost feel sick.

"This bastard!!"

Sengoku's sudden furious roar shattered the dead silence.

Looking at the tragic and bloody scene in front of him, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes and he gritted his teeth.

Darren's eyes also became gloomy.

There is no need to think that there is only one person in this sea who would commit such a cruel massacre of civilians.

Coupled with the terrifying slashing sword marks all over the place that still exude a chilling and powerful aura...

"It seems we are a step late. The golden lion has already been here..."

Porusalino sighed helplessly.

Warring States looked coldly and said:

"Let's look for any clues and see if there are any survivors."

Although there is little hope, what needs to be done must still be done.

Following his order, the accompanying marines immediately dispersed.

A few minutes later.

"Sengoku General!! There is a survivor here!!"

An anxious voice suddenly came from not far away.

Several people from the Warring States Period rushed over immediately after hearing this.

Under a collapsed wall, there was a man covered in blood and pale.

His lower body was trapped under the collapsed building and he could not move.

"how are you feeling!?"

Warring States squatted down and asked anxiously.

As he spoke, he glanced vaguely at the accompanying ship's doctor, who shook his head at him.

Can’t be saved?…

The man opened his eyes with difficulty and vaguely saw the military uniform on Sengoku's body.

"Sea, navy..."

He murmured hoarsely and suddenly smiled.

There was a hint of inexplicable sadness and disappointment in this smile.

"You are too late..."

Muddy tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and slid down his stiff cheeks.

"terribly sorry."

Warring States was startled, his eyes dimmed, and he whispered.

"Feel sorry?"

The man raised his head with difficulty, looked at Warring States with empty eyes, and laughed sarcastically.

Blood and tears oozed from the empty eyes, and suddenly his eyes were blood red and he roared:

"We paid the heavenly gold!!"

"I work desperately every day, begging the tax collector for mercy like a dog, and I don't even dare to see a doctor when I'm sick..."

"Because of this, my wife couldn't afford to see a doctor or buy medicine, and she finally died in bed!"

"——Just to turn over that damn heavenly gold!!!"

"But in the end!? Where will your navy be when the pirates come!?"

"You wore brand-new military uniforms, rode on magnificent warships, and showed off your power everywhere! In the end, you said "I'm sorry" to me!?"

"My father, mother, and two children... are all dead!!"

"Is this the justice of your navy!? Is this how you collect heavenly gold to protect us!?"

The man's weak and angry roar echoed in the ruins like a dead city, startling countless vultures.

All the navy stood motionless, with their heads lowered, falling into silence.

Warring States opened his mouth, his lips trembled slightly, but no words came out.

He could have explained a lot.

The surrender of heavenly gold has nothing to do with their navy. Most of it does not fall into the hands of their navy, but falls into the hands of the Celestial Dragons to support their arrogant and extravagant life;

This sea is very vast, and they have arrived as quickly as possible;

The navy's military strength is limited, and the navy headquarters is far away from the New World...

There are many, many reasons.

But it meant nothing to the man in front of him who had lost everything and was about to lose his life.

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I felt unwell yesterday and asked for leave. I'm sorry.

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