Pirates: The Black Earl

"It really is a dragon?!"

In the living room of the warship, the flying squirrel was wearing pajamas, with his cloak pulled over his shoulders. Hearing the report from the phone bug, he was stunned.

"Yes, on the one hand, they ask the residents of the village for money for their lives every month, and on the other hand, they use these villages as a threat to prevent the navy from acting rashly."

The scout replied, words filled with anger.

The important part is money.

The mice monopolized a lot, and some of them were taken out by him to manage up and down to bribe other officials.

Otherwise, looking at the example of Lovett, the navy that really needs to do it will not care about so many civilian casualties.

"Asshole!!!"

The flying squirrel roared, making the two guards at the door confused.

He has always held the last hope in his heart, hoping that the mouse will not be so terrific, leaving a little hope for the common people.

However, no.

He even helped to cover up the truth about those massacres, and drowned the whistleblower on the way, so as to suppress the news.

What the navy, pirates and even pirate hunters know, but the common people who are the victims don't know.

Such acts are devoid of conscience!

"Lieutenant General, what shall we do next?"

On the coast, the naval scout carefully hiding behind the tree trunk asked softly, with a pair of shrewd eyes looking around, squatting down from time to time, as if suffering from ADHD.

But this state of being unable to calm down is exactly what makes him stand out from the scout team, allowing him to maintain a high degree of vigilance no matter what state of fatigue and fatigue, so he never misses.

"An accident happened to one of their people. Judging from the news heard from the residents, the dragon will definitely find someone to vent his anger on."

Someone once couldn't understand the violent expropriation behavior of the evil dragon's subordinates, and threw a stone and injured a murloc. Then the angry dragon ordered all his family members to be hanged...

Then ask him how does he feel about being hurt by his family?

This is a racist to the extreme!

Except for fellow murlocs, they don't take human life seriously at all!

Hearing this, the flying squirrel woke up from his contemplation.

Glancing at the soldiers standing guard outside the door, he silently shook his head.

"Still can't act rashly..."

"but!"

The scout said anxiously.

"Calm down!"

The flying squirrel shouted: "I mean we don't want to act rashly, but it doesn't mean the navy can't do it."

After a pause, he continued to ask.

"Have you found out where the disappeared murlocs went?"

"It's Keral Village, the edge of the dragon domain."

The scout responded quickly.

"That means there are other people! This may... be an opportunity."

After thinking about it, the flying squirrel's face full of killing intent flashed a icy coldness.

"Leave it to the mice!"

"Let me ask you... If you were the murderer who made the four murlocs disappear, what would you think when the navy arrived?"

"Me? I would think that the evil dragon bribed the mouse and asked him to help. Now that you are the lieutenant general in the East China Sea, the evil dragon dare not go to war at will..."

Speaking of this, the scout came to his senses, his heart burning.

"Yes! I see."

As expected of a veteran of the headquarters!

It is "well-known" that the dragon has a relationship with the navy. When the mouse leads a large army to the door, the other party must think that the dragon has bribed the mouse.

But they had informed Colonel Mouse of this matter, and the group had no knowledge of it.

In this way, an effective intelligence mission can be made, so that the attention of the dragon and the mouse can be shifted to the unknown enemy, to...

How are you going?

The scout froze for a moment.

Fortunately, the flying squirrel quickly continued.

"The large troops cannot be mobilized for the time being. You go and inform the other scouts to evacuate the people secretly."

Yes,

Go save the people!

If you want to save civilians, you must ensure that no matter whether it is a mouse, a dragon, or a hidden third party, it is impossible to jump the wall and attack the civilians.

So divert their attention.

The scout's eyes were full of reverence, and he stood at attention and saluted.

"Understood! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

"Be careful in everything, and remember not to leak the wind."

The flying squirrel looked cold and said coldly.

He understood that even if he had the information, it would be useless.

Those more than 20 villages are thousands of hostages.

If he directly leads his troops to attack the evil dragon's domain, not to mention whether the evil dragon will jump over the wall in a hurry, the mouse will definitely jump on the prophet first, kill people to silence them, and frame them.

The things he did a dozen times were not enough for the death penalty. The marshal sent himself to the East China Sea, who is not afraid of his intentions? !

So is it important for them to kill people and stand up, or is it important to save more civilians?

The answer, the flying squirrel also has a steelyard in his heart!

The next day, the flying squirrel called the mouse, saying that he had received a report that there were suspected traces of pirates near the village of Keral.

From the perspective of a bystander, the notification of the flying squirrel is normal.

As a visitor from the headquarters that inspects the East China Sea, he has no reason to go into details, and he has to personally report every report, so it is understandable to inform the mouse in charge of managing this sea area.

But the mouse has a guilty conscience, and has been procrastinating not to meet with the flying squirrel because it is afraid of being captured and questioned by the other party.

People's hearts are separated by belly, who knows what the real face of the flying squirrel is?

All thieves and thieves are always unafraid to speculate on others with the worst malice.

Upon hearing that there were pirates in and out of Keral Village, the mouse immediately patted its chest to assure it.

"Just let the old man catch a good fish... Maybe it will be a big fish."

Standing on the deck, the flying squirrel faced the wind and waves with deep eyes.

In the East China Sea, there were not many guys who dared to attack murlocs and were capable of attacking murlocs.

...

Cocoyasi Village, Dragon Domain.

"Kral Village? Is that really there?"

After receiving the notification from the mouse, the evil dragon couldn't help breaking the cup in his hand.

"You know?"

The mouse was shocked and said, "Sure enough, it's yours, right? Now that you know why you're making such a fuss, even the flying squirrels are alarmed!"

Now is the time for everyone to shrink their heads and pretend to be grandchildren, waiting for the storm to pass.

With only three or two big and small cats in the East China Sea, how could it be possible to get flying squirrels?

Even the great route pirates who offered a reward of more than 100 million dared to form a group to trouble him, trying to make a name for himself, and then what?

It's not being counter-killed!

Such characters are in the East China Sea, and the dragons enter the water, irresistible.

"Shut up! I need you to tell me what to do?"

The evil dragon's eyes were full of killing intent, and his voice was cold.

"I……"

On the other end of the phone bug, the mouse swallowed and dared not speak.

If the matter is revealed, he will be tried in a court-martial and be executed in the fall.

But he angered the dragon, and he was sure he would not survive the next day.

Fortunately, the topic of the evil dragon changed.

"Four of my people disappeared last night, and I just found out that they went to the direction of Keral Village."

"So...it's not you?"

The mouse was full of disbelief, and his eyes widened: "Someone dares to attack the murloc?!"

Most of the famous pirates know that the evil dragon is in this sea area, but so far no one has dared to name him.

This kind of ferocity was obtained when the murlocs first came to the East China Sea, they accumulated victories one after another and killed them from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

The murloc, who was born with a physique several times that of a human's, was an existence to be looked up to by ordinary people.

And such existences, the number of evil dragons is over a hundred!

Now someone dares to attack the murlocs...

For a moment, the mouse suddenly didn't want to go over to investigate the situation.

"Don't worry, I will send someone to help you."

As if knowing what the mouse was thinking, the dragon opened its mouth full of fangs: "You know the murloc's ability very well. If we block the sea and trap them to death on land, then you and I will attack back and forth, and it will be easy to wipe them out." .”

Murlocs can breathe in the water, but humans can only stay in the boats. This is the root cause of murlocs' disdain for humans to set foot in the ocean.

In the sea, they are the masters. As long as the ship is scuttled, no matter how powerful you are, human beings will have a headache.

This is racial pride!

"Of course, this credit belongs to you, mouse. All I want is revenge."

The evil dragon added in a low voice.

"Credit!!"

Hearing this, the mouse exhaled rough air from its nostrils.

The navy has a strict hierarchy and a strict system. Everything speaks of military merit and strength. No matter how handy and eye-catching, no strength, no military merit, and no access to the core decision-making level.

He knew that his life was almost over, and there was no hope of further progress.

None of his subordinates can fight, don't even think about glowing and glowing, it's good to be able to hang around in the East China Sea.

But what if he had the help of murlocs to let him accumulate military merits one step further?

Donghai has a major general position that has been vacant for many years!

"Perhaps they also did the ghost ship incident... No, they must have done it!"

"If we wipe them all out..."

Wealth, fame, power, everything a man pursues is at your fingertips!

There are flying squirrels sitting in the back and dragons supporting the front. The mouse feels a little ecstatic when he thinks about the picture of himself making great achievements.

"I'll go first, you wait for my notice before coming, so as not to leak the news."

Hearing this sentence, the dragon knew that the fish had taken the bait.

He didn't really need the mouse's help, he just needed a spy to help him find out information.

Just like what the flying squirrel thought, the evil dragon also thought that there were very few guys who dared to attack him in the East China Sea.

He needs to figure out whether this is the idea of ​​one of them, or the idea of ​​a certain group of people.

He will not let go of anyone who dares to harm his compatriots, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't even know who his opponent is, so he will go out in full force.

"And once you know who you are..."

The dragon has murderous intent on its face.

Murlocs are unique in the water. Whom they want to hunt down is much easier than humans.

Of course, he didn't lie to the mouse, and the credit will indeed be there.

The navy generally has the habit of enshrining meritorious service and bereaved family members for generals and officers who died in battle.

Blinded by greed, the mouse didn't realize that he was already an outcast.

An abandoned child who doesn't care about anyone and only thinks about recycling.

………………

Where is my cover?

I just made it the afternoon before yesterday, why did I change it today?

Hematemesis!

Facts have proved that the previous one is even more necessary. In order to celebrate the birthday of the motherland, Dashu drank from the noon session to the afternoon session and then to the night session yesterday. Today he slept until 4:30. 【Manual funny】