Pirate: There is a problem with this system

Luo Linlin released about forty or fifty slaves in total.

He motioned for them to find a place to hide, but they were unanimously rejected.

The position of the three ships is like the word "Chuan", one next to the other, with the merchant ship in the middle, and Colonel Scorpion's warship and the Titanic separating the two sides.

Due to its location, the merchant ship at this moment has completely become a battlefield. The navy, the slaves who still have a fight, and Rosen and his group are fighting together.

The more than 800 people in the navy alone made the ship look very crowded, plus the original workers and slaves on the ship.

It was very crowded, the decks, warehouses, various rooms...there were battlefields everywhere.

Kuina faced off against a naval admiral wielding a sword.

Fat Tiger turned into a gorilla and ran rampant on the deck with a mace. No grass grew anywhere he went. The two-meter-long mace could be used with one hand before the transformation, but after the transformation, it could only be held with one hand. , but under his huge body of seven or eight meters, he is still a bit small, but even so, he is still a war machine.

The hammer girl was entangled by a lieutenant colonel. Although she was not as strong as the hammer girl, the hammer girl was obviously a human shield. Against the flexible sword-wielding officer, it was still difficult to share the pressure for the others.

Conan is a bit of a dick, and his painting style is so unique that he can be compared with Pang Bo.

Pang Bo holds a Colt Python in each hand. He jumps around in the crowd, one hairy and one child. From time to time, he can connect with one or two electric feet while reloading.Paired with his pitch-black eye patch and a pair of small sunglasses he got from somewhere, he looked like a killer in a gangster movie.

Conan unknowingly took out a Gatling that was extremely inconsistent with his figure and style, but Gatling seemed to be weightless in his hands. He jumped back and forth on the roof of the ship and on the shelves, and the output environment was special. good.

The young master picked up his awm and found a position on their ship to deal damage to the soldiers on the field.

Captain Scorpion on the navy warship looked at the scene of the navy fighting on the merchant ship.

The fallen navy one after another seems to remind him that the black gauze hat on your head is about to be lost.

"Damn it, surrender now!"

Although he is a colonel, he is no longer the high-spirited young man who just came out of the headquarters due to his constant dominance.

"You don't deserve to live!"

"I don't deserve to live? Do you? Labor and management are the navy carrying justice. What qualifications do you have to criticize me?"

"You, or rather, your navy, are not worthy of talking about justice! You are just a dog of the World Government. What are you talking about here?"

"Who are you? Your strength...damn it, there is no one like you in the East China Sea."

"I don't know how many officers there are like you who abuse the rights given to you by the people and collude with businessmen like you. But I swear, I will kill every one of them when I see them."

He can't fully grasp the bonus of the Ox Talisman yet, but now it is estimated that it can have a bonus of twenty to thirty times the strength, plus the rope and the endless passive 60 critical hit chance.

Every few times, Colonel Scorpion will spit out a mouthful of old blood.

It's just a cat playing with a mouse.

His current strength is not as good as that of a lieutenant colonel.

Although he was trying hard to avoid Rosen's sword blade, he was trying to awaken the memory in his muscles of the battle at the Navy Headquarters more than ten years ago.

But Rosen is not like other time travellers, and he can't make up the word count. He is very real. This battle only lasted 7,8 or [-] minutes and ended with Rosen's first-level Storm Breath Slash.

The navy's defeat is inevitable, their quantity cannot make up for their lack of quality.

Now I'm just holding on.

"Your commander is dead. I consider that there are still some soldiers or officers among you who can consider the people, and I will not let you surrender, but! Stop everyone!"

Rosen stood at the highest point, wrapping Colonel Scorpion's head in his navy cape, and shouted to the people below.

The last words, with extra force, spread clearly throughout every battlefield.

Everyone looked at Rosen at the top, at the young man with a solemn expression, and at the head in his hand.

The victory was decided, easily.

"Your commander is dead. I consider that there are still some soldiers or officers among you who can consider the people, and I will not let you surrender, but! Stop everyone!"

Rosen repeated.

"I don't know why you are still in the navy now? For justice? For the high salary? For the glory of your navy? But I hope you can remember your original purpose and original ideal.

Look at the people you are fighting with?Open your eyes and see who they are. Are they the same as you, with two eyes, one nose, and one mouth?

They are not monsters popping out of rocks!Just like you, you have parents, relatives, and maybe their wives, husbands, and children.They are not those vicious pirates.

What are you fighting for? "

After a series of questions, some of the soldiers on the field had already dropped their guns and knives.

Not the shame of failure, but falling into true contemplation.

"They were slaves, deprived of the right to meet and interact with the people they loved by the so-called nobles. They were caught? Arrested? Sold? They came here.

If your relatives, your friends, your wife, your children... are treated as captive pets by others at this moment, beaten and scolded at will, they no longer have all human rights.So how do you feel?Is this what you are fighting for today?For the justice in your hearts?

Is the justice you follow to allow those who are fighting against you to legally lose the rights of the people they love? "

After that, Rosen also threw out the piece of paper that the president of the Chamber of Commerce spent a lot of money to get.

Falling with the wind.

It happened to fall into the hands of an officer.

The naval officer looked at the paper and seal in his hand, and then looked up at the head in Rosen's hand.

The robe wrapped around the human head, justice stained with blood.

His faith collapsed in justice and obedience.

He dropped the knife, tore up the paper in his hand, and knelt on the ground like a puppet with his soul removed.

After a while, the light returned to his eyes, but there was something else in his expression.

He took off the cloak he had worn for the first half of his life and threw his hat heavily to the ground.

"I quit!"

One, one, and another...

Like dumplings from the pot.

"I quit."

"I also resigned."

"Labour and management won't do it anymore! Damn it."

……

"Boss is so handsome!"

Fat Tiger made some strange noises like a crazy man.

"You don't have to resign! As long as it is no longer the same as before, with the original ideals and ambitions, people can't live without the navy."

"Brother Rosen, I feel that all these years of my life have been in vain. It's not that I resigned, it's that we are no longer worthy. When we are here today and wield knives with this group of people behind me, we are no longer worthy."

Rosen made his final farewell to these navies on the warship, the former navy.

Except for a few homeless slaves, the rest of the liberated slaves were handed over to the middle-aged naval officer and others.After being sent to several nearby islands so that they could each return to where they belonged, they planned to return to Branch 14 and resign.

The only pity is that many members of the Beast Pirates escaped during the battle just now.

But in this vast sea, they just changed the way they judge themselves, and they won't live long.

"Brother Rosen, do you have any plans for the future?"

"What's your plan? It seems like I have no choice."

A young marine scratched his head in embarrassment when he heard this. He was the one who had just used the camera phone to send photos to everyone during the battle and reported them to the superiors.

"I'm sorry, Rosen's little brother...is working...! You know!"

"It doesn't matter. It's not that I haven't made this plan anyway. Okay, it's getting late. Let's divide the supplies on this merchant ship. If you don't need it, give it to those people. They will also need some money along the way. , and you also need to live after you go back and resign..."

Rosen is not short of money, and he doesn't care about these Baileys.

After saying that, he asked Fat Hu to carry everything Bailey found on the ship to the opposite warship.

This caused Pang Bo and Pang Hu to feel pain.

"I would like to ask, Brother Rosen, what are you going to do with these people on the merchant ship?"

Rosen didn't speak, his eyes turned cold, and he smiled.But it seemed like he had said nothing.

……

"Take care! Brother Rosen!"

"Goodbye, Brother Rosen!"

"Goodbye, benefactor!"

~~~~~~

At this moment, thousands of miles away at the Navy Headquarters, even though it was night, a group of people were still working overtime.

Inside an office.

An old man with a goatee, a burly old man and an old man with a stooped body were sitting inside.

The burly old man was pointed at and yelled at by the old man with the goatee like he was a punching bag.

"You guys, Donghai, have been working together for more than ten years, but you've been causing so much trouble lately. First it's your grandson, and then this kid. Each one is more troublesome than the other."

"Victory results, calm down, are there any senbei left?"

"roll!"

……

"Warring States! We should research a bounty first."

"I know! But how to decide? I can accept their more than 200 casualties! Such casualties are not uncommon, but more than 500 people resigned! Such a thing has never happened since the establishment of the entire navy."

The Warring States Marshal, who was usually known as a wise general and always had everything under control, felt such a sense of decadence for the first time.

On his desk, photos of Rosen, Fat Hu, Pang Bo and others were displayed one by one. Among them, Rosen's photo was the most conspicuous.

"It's just that according to what the soldiers who came back told me, it would be okay if the child died. Otherwise, I'm a little scared..."

"Next...Dorag?"

Garp instantly felt that the senbei was no longer favourable. Why do we, the people in our family, get complained about all day long?