The Pirate Garen

Not long ago, in the waters near Cocoyasi Village.

Nami stood on the bow of the warship, looking far away at the empty sea level ahead.

The sea breeze from her hometown gently brushed her face, fiddled with her neatly combed hair, showing a slightly messy layering.

But Nami didn't care to tidy up her demeanor, and just looked at the hometown that was getting closer and closer with complicated emotions.

"How about it?"

Smoker walked up to Nami and asked again, "How far is it?"

Nami carefully felt the flow of the air around her, listened to the pulse of the current under her feet, and quickly made an accurate judgment based on her talent as a navigator:

"If you sail at full speed, you can arrive within twenty minutes."

"good!"

Without saying a word, Smoker turned around and yelled at the sea soldiers: "Everyone, prepare for battle!"

"yes!"

The navy soldiers responded in unison with great momentum, and their voices were like thunder.

The long knife was unsheathed, the bullets were loaded, and dozens of cannons also protruded out of the hideous muzzles from behind the cabin of the warship in a terrifying gesture.

This huge battleship finally showed its sharp fangs.

The lookout of the warship also put in all his energy and kept checking the situation ahead.

Smoker grabbed the heavy ten hands, Sergeant Dashiqi quietly put his hand on the famous knife Shigure on his waist, Wallace was ready, the video phone bug stood firm on the news front, and even Nami also clenched She took her usual self-defense stick.

Only Galen was still standing leisurely beside Nami in a white suit. Anyway, his armored sword could be summoned at any time.

"Everyone cheer up!"

Smoker took a deep breath of his cigar, and warned his subordinates in a very solemn tone:

"This time the opponent is not a little pirate in the East China Sea, but a murloc from the Great Channel!"

"Be careful not to die!"

The strength of the murlocs was ten times that of humans, but it was quite a challenge for ordinary soldiers, especially those local troops who had just been reorganized from the base in Rogge Town.

What's more, before Galen analyzed Aaron as a terrifying character who chatted and laughed happily with the king Qiwuhai, and had a hand-to-hand relationship with the admiral of the navy.

"Galen?"

After checking the preparations of his subordinates, Smoker walked over again and asked seriously:

"Is that Dragon Pirates really related to the original Sun Pirates?"

"There is indeed a connection."

Galen replied seriously:

"In fact, there are still many members in the Dragon Pirates, who were the miscellaneous soldiers from the Sun Pirates."

Smoker's face became more serious.

He is very clear about the level of the Sun Pirates back then.

"Don't worry too much!"

Galen had a very disdainful smile on his face:

"However, compared with his boss fisherman hero Fisher Tiger, Aaron can only be regarded as a mediocre fish."

"Murloc hero? Sun Pirates?"

Nami quietly listened to the conversation between Galen and Smoker, and finally couldn't hold back and asked:

"You also said that last time"

"What is the origin of the evil dragon gang?"

"this."

Galen glanced at Nami and said in a deep voice:

"The captain of the Sun Pirates, Fisher Tiger, was the boss that Aaron once followed."

"But unlike the scum of the evil dragon, he is a real hero."

Smoker remained silent. As a navy, it was inconvenient for him to agree with such remarks, although he actually thought so in his heart.

"hero?"

Nami asked, frowning lightly.

In Nami's mind, murlocs are basically the endorsement of demons and scum.

The combination of this word and the word "hero" made Nami feel very harsh.

"That's right."

Galen explained seriously:

"He once launched an attack on the nobles of the world, and rescued hundreds of murlocs and human slaves from the nobles' cages."

"Murloc slave?"

Nami's voice was full of surprise: "Don't they call themselves a higher race?"

"Ah!"

Smoker snorted disdainfully, and said:

"The murlocs are not some 'higher race' on the Great Channel."

"On the contrary, they are the existences that are discriminated against by most human beings."

Galen continued Smoker's words and said:

"The murlocs don't even have the qualifications to set foot on land, and they're still the sweet spot in the eyes of slave traders."

Galen paused and made an inappropriate analogy:

"The murloc's situation on the Great Waterway will never be much better than those villagers in your hometown who were oppressed by murlocs."

"And most of the members of the Sun Pirates are slaves who have been ravaged by the nobles of the world."

"What?"

Nami murmured to herself in disbelief, a few traces of chaotic emotions faintly appeared in her eyes.

"Hey!"

Galen felt that the momentum was not good, and immediately said:

"You don't want to sympathize with those miscellaneous fish, do you?"

Nami didn't answer, but her stiff face betrayed her inner thoughts.

"listen!"

Galen said solemnly:

"No matter how miserable the experience is, it is not a reason for them to create tragedies on other people!"

The contempt in his tone became more and more intense:

"A character like Fisher Tiger who dares to swing a knife at the strong is a hero worthy of respect."

"And Aaron, who transfers his pain to the weak who are powerless to resist, is only worthy of the title of miscellaneous fish."

"yes"

Nami clenched her fists tightly, years of painful and dark memories flashed through her mind, and the firmness in her eyes finally solidified again.

"Speak up"

Smoker said a little strangely:

"Since the evil dragons are the murlocs on the great waterway, and they are inextricably linked with the Sun Pirates, why haven't they been discovered by the navy after hiding in the East China Sea for so many years?"

The quality of the East China Sea Navy is as low as that of the East China Sea Pirates. They have always been too lazy to take care of small things and dare not take care of big things, but they also have a special red line

There are some things that the navies in these places have to take care of.

For example, events that involve the nobles of the countries that joined the World Government, events that affect the financial revenue of the World Government, and events that threaten the stability of the World Government's rule

Small things can be suppressed naturally, but if the local navy doesn't care about these big things, it will be severely punished by the superiors if they become a big problem.

The Sun Pirates are the thorn in the eyes of the world government, and the murlocs on the Great Channel are also the key objects of rejection by the human kingdom.

It's hard to imagine that the evil dragons and their gang, with such a dazzling aura, can still be the overlords of the East China Sea with peace of mind.

"What about this?"

Galen thought for a while and replied, "I did discover something when I was collecting information."

"What did you find?"

Smoker asked curiously.

"Remember Major Hammer?"

Galen said meaningfully:

"There is a similar existence on the head of the evil dragon, and he has been collecting his black money as his umbrella."

"It seems to be called something. Colonel Mouse."

"What?!"

Smoker's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his emotions became violent uncontrollably:

"There are still such scum in the East China Sea Navy?!"

After the Rogue Town incident, Smoker's hatred for the corrupt navy even surpassed his hatred for those scum pirates.

"Ah"

Nami, on the other hand, said unceremoniously:

"The word 'unexpectedly' is not quite right."

"This situation is the norm in the East China Sea!"

A thin puff of smoke slowly floated up, and Smoker, who looked gloomy, entered the gray haze mode again.

Anger fermented silently.

He was gnashing his teeth and was about to say something, but the watchman on the warship shouted loudly:

"Report! Colonel Smoker!"

"Ship found ahead!"

The lookout paused, then added loudly: "It's a navy ship!"

"What? There are warships?"

Smoker's expression froze, and he muttered to himself again:

"How can there be other navies here?"

"Could it be?"

Smoker remembered what Galen said just now, and his face suddenly became very exciting.

So, with a sullen face, he ordered:

"Flag language! Show our identity!"

"Let that warship come over!"

"yes!"

The naval soldiers on the side saluted, and then busily raised flags to the unknown warship in the distance.

The navy has a special set of semaphores used to communicate with friendly forces.

Every naval branch in the East China Sea has its own identity in this semaphore system.

And all the navies of the East China Sea branch know that the Luoge Town Naval Branch is the highest-level naval base in the East China Sea, and it is an "imperial envoy" directly dispatched by the Navy headquarters.

In front of those no-name navies, the Smoker Department is the absolute superior force.

really

After showing the logo of the higher-level troops, the naval warship in the distance dawdled for a long time, and finally drove over obediently according to Smoker's orders.

After the two warships converged and stopped, the naval soldiers on the opposite ship saluted Smoker in unison.

Smoker didn't say a word, just stood on the deck and stared at the chief officer on the opposite ship:

That is a man with a wretched appearance, a man who can really make people feel that he is wretched from his appearance——

Funny hat with mouse ears, skinny figure like a monkey, two crooked mustaches.

Two small eyes that dare not look directly at Smoker are restlessly hidden under the brim of the hat, the brows are full of flattery, and there is a thin layer of cold sweat on the forehead.

It is just right to use the word deer-headed mouse to describe him.

"Colonel of the Admiralty, Smoker."

"Which part are you in?"

Smoker said lightly, a pair of sharp eyes had already fixed on that wretched man.

"Colonel of the 16th branch of the East and East China Sea..."

The wretched man saluted tremblingly, and tremblingly said the name of the protagonist whose real name exactly matched his image:

"Mouse."

"Oh? Are you Colonel Mouse?"

The evil look in Smoker's eyes was even worse: "It's really a pleasure to meet you!"