Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Boom! !

The sound of shelling sounded, and pitch-black shells exploded around the warship one after another, exploding the surging waves.

Smoke billows.

The sailors on the warship reacted immediately, and their originally casual expressions suddenly turned serious.

Without needing anyone's orders, they moved quickly to occupy the cannons, lookout points, and rudders of the ships, armed and ready to counterattack at a moment's notice.

Although they had been idle before because of a certain salted fish, at this moment they completely demonstrated the calmness and bravery of the elite of the Navy Headquarters.

The muskets were raised in unison, and the heavy cannons quickly adjusted their directions, searching for the enemy on the smoke-filled sea.

The next second——

Keng!

The sound of some kind of metal object hitting the side of the ship resounded on the hull of the warship.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look, only to see rusty metal hooks piercing the smoke from both sides of the hull, connected to thick hemp ropes, and tightly blocking the railings of the deck.

This is……

The navy soldiers' pupils shrank and their expressions changed drastically.

"Grapple rope!"

"They're at the bottom of the ocean!!"

"The enemy is about to board the ship!!"

"Prepare for a boarding battle!"

The moment the words fell, before they could react, fierce and wet figures emerged climbing the ropes and suddenly jumped onto the deck of the warship.

These people had fierce expressions, wore tattered linen cloaks, and held various weapons in their hands.

What’s even weirder is that each of these guys looks weird. Some have no arms, some have only one eye, some have scars on their faces, and some have only a few teeth left...

All in all, he doesn't look like a good person. He has a sinister expression and looks like a complete pirate.

If it weren't for the way they raided the warships, which was too fierce and fast, and their aura was very fierce, judging from their appearance, they would always give people the impression of crooked hooligans.

"Hahahaha!! I didn't expect it to be a navy warship!"

"But it doesn't matter! You're in trouble!"

"Hand over your weapons and supplies!"

"By the way, we want a boat too! Just jump into the sea!!"

Thick smoke swayed, and arrogant and violent laughter sounded on the deck of the warship.

The way they looked at the navy on the warship was like a group of hungry wolves looking at flesh and blood food, glowing green.

The leader, a bald man with a beard, put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha you guessed it right...we are robbing!!"

Fight, rob! ?

All the sailors on the warship were stunned.

One by one, they looked at the group of "crooked melons and cracked dates" guys in front of them, their faces were confused, and their brains were in a mess.

Because they all saw it...

Under their pirate-like cloaks, they were clearly wearing tattered navy uniforms!

This group of guys... are not pirates, but navy! !

A navy from the new world...

The navy behaves like a gangster...

Could it be...

A ridiculous yet very real idea popped up in each of their minds.

"Hahahaha!! What's wrong? Are you scared by our tactics!?"

Seeing the dumbfounded looks of each of the navy, the bearded leader thought they were frightened, and laughed even more proudly:

"Hurry up and put down your weapons! Otherwise we will be rude to you!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha?"

His laughter gradually died down, and his expression gradually became stiff.

Because he suddenly saw that the naval soldiers present suddenly looked at him with a look of death.

There was even a hint of pity in their eyes.

"It's really scary. I didn't expect that when I came to the new world, I would be robbed..."

At this time, a slow voice suddenly sounded.

The "pirates" were stunned when they heard the sound, and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

Amid the billowing smoke, a tall, unusual figure slowly stood up from a beach chair.

He put his hands in his pockets, his broad cloak fluttering behind him, and looked at the group of "invaders" with a strange expression.

"You...should be the navy of G5, right?"

"...Po-Polusalino!!??"

There was a sudden silence on the deck, and then a series of gasping sounds continued to sound.

The "pirates" looked at the imposing figure with a half-smiling expression in horror, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Although this group of people never obeyed the orders of the headquarters and scorned the so-called elites of the headquarters, they had still heard the name Porusalino as a "monster" countless times!

At this moment, intense fear filled their hearts.

We... actually robbed the monsters from our headquarters! ?

"So Darren, how do you want to handle this?"

Porusalino sighed helplessly, turned around and said:

"According to the appointment letter from the headquarters... now they are your subordinates."

Darren! ?

Hearing this thunderous name, the "pirates" were shocked, and all the color on their faces faded.

They stared at the figure standing up from another beach chair with disbelief on their faces, feeling huge waves in their hearts.

A straight body, a cold and handsome face, and short black hair fluttering gently in the sea breeze.

The explosive muscles all over his body made the military uniform bulge, and his cold eyes were mixed with traces of mockery.

He was holding a lit cigar in his mouth, the red light looming in the thick smoke.

Just standing there like this gave people an indescribable sense of terror and oppression, like a demon.

"So...should I praise you for being bold, or should I scold you for being stupid?"

The Vice Admiral said expressionlessly.

His figure completely emerged from the thick smoke.

The "pirates" were struck by lightning.

They... actually robbed their boss! !

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Two days later.

New world.

G5 branch.

Military fortresses stand sternly at the base of the island. The walls of the fortress are mottled and blackened, the windows are broken, and they are in disrepair for a long time.

The forts and warships in the port were not much better, some were even covered with spider webs and rusty.

This military base, which should have been like an iron wall, looked dilapidated and desolate in the dusk of sunset.

"Lieutenant General Darren, it's been two days, how about... put them down?"

Arthur cautiously walked into the temporary office, looked at the Vice Admiral who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes narrowed, and asked tentatively.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance out the window.

At the port of the G5 branch base,

The figures had their hands tied tightly and were hanging in the air like salted fish.

Under the wind and sun, each of these guys has become shriveled, and they look like they are about to stop eating.

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On the way back, I was stuck on the highway. Sorry for the late update.