Pirate's Nest Order

In the black gunpowder smoke, countless dead bodies piled up in the originally empty village. They were killed by bullets and hacked to death by swords. The scattered corpses and more trampled to death. The stone road was muddy and dead silent.

The piled corpses trembled slightly, and a black palm pushed the corpses away and crawled out with difficulty, revealing a cheek smeared with blood. He slowly moved the corpses that were pressing on him away, turning the body that was almost stiff He pulled his legs out and stood up, staring blankly at the village that had been ransacked by pirates.

"cough….."

With a muffled cough, he turned his head suddenly, and rushed towards the location of the sound like crazy, and pulled out a man with half of his face scorched from the wreckage burned by the flames.

The charred-faced man stared blankly at the black sky, seemingly unaware of the man beside him who was struggling to dig himself out. His bloodshot eyes, covered in black smoke, were empty.

Tread...

There was the sound of footsteps, and the excavating man turned his head suddenly. The first thing that came into view was the white trouser legs. He moved his neck and gaze stiffly.

It's the navy!

"There are still people alive!" the marine shouted, and several soldiers nearby rushed over to dig the scorched-faced man out of the rubble and put him on a stretcher.

During the whole process, the man with scorched face remained motionless as if he was dead, and the man who was digging didn't seem to know what to do next, so he just stood there blankly, his spirit seemed to be taken away at the last moment up.

"There are actually some unlucky guys who survived!" A navy man with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder sighed with emotion.

"What did you say?" The excavating man hissed, and the marines who were carrying the stretcher also paused, and the eyes on the stretcher seemed to tremble slightly.

"The whole village was killed by pirates, and you two survived. You will definitely not have the joy of surviving. Instead, you will feel that you are not dead." The lieutenant took out the saber from the scabbard, and the cold blade swayed in front of his eyes: "It's easy to die. Just put a knife to your neck and there will be no living person in this village."

woohoo...

Silence, despair; gasp, anger!

"Knowing anger means you are still alive!" The lieutenant handed the knife handle to the opposite side. The man subconsciously caught the knife handle and slowly grasped it with his five fingers.

"Stay alive and join our navy!" The lieutenant said solemnly: "Use the knife in your hand to eliminate this era of great pirates!"

The hand holding the handle of the knife made a tense joint sound, and the scorched face on the stretcher was breathing heavily...

Similar or identical scenes are being staged frequently in this East China Sea. With anger towards the times, they suppressed their inner roars, and gradually gathered the handles of the knives they took over to the 153rd branch of the Navy, as if they were swallowing this place. The anger of the sea is silently brewing in the despair of the times...

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A lone warship was lingering on the sea, and a merchant ship was swaying in the distance. The shadows swimming under the sea were approaching quickly, and the navy on the deck seemed unaware.

The merchant ship collided with the side of the warship, causing splashes of water. The murlocs with strange limbs clinging to the hull quickly boarded the deck.

The moment the murlocs boarded the deck one after another, the deck was suddenly pulled open, and there was a dense army of navy ambushing underneath. The dark gun holes were pointed at each other, and the dense bullets were pouring towards the murlocs like a rain curtain. let out.

Behind the island in the distance, several huge warships are coming quickly. On the deck of the warships, there are rows of naval soldiers with guns on guard. On the last warship, there are more than a dozen navy soldiers in school uniforms. His eyes were staring at the battlefield in the distance, and the corners of his mouth had a cold arc that was hardly noticeable.

"As expected, the fishmen are all brainless idiots. With just a little strategy, these fishmen foolishly stepped into the trap." Fubigan said proudly.

"Hahaha, thanks to Colonel Fubigan's strategy." Several colonels nearby echoed.

"You can avenge Colonel Hati and the naval soldiers who died in the battle." Yaerlin came over and stood on the bow of the ship, holding up a telescope and looking at the warship. He calculated mentally and accidentally fell into it. The fishman who stepped on the warship was there. Under the bombardment of bullets, blood splattered on the scales on the body, and bodies fell to the deck one by one.

However, despite being ambushed, these murlocs were still brave enough to kill the navy. After throwing away almost half of the corpses, they rushed into the navy's gun array, using their sharp claws, weird tail hooks, and even The razor-sharp teeth killed a terrified marine soldier nearby.

However, there were still a few school-level officers who were ambushing among the soldiers and suddenly rushed out of the camp, brandishing their blades and piercing fiercely into the murloc's chest, tearing the murloc's body apart during the stirring, and soon stood on the deck The number of murlocs on board is rapidly decreasing.

On the surrounding warships, more marines also jumped onto the deck to join in the killing of the murlocs.

When the afterglow of the setting sun fell on this sea area, the cold water was dyed red with blood. There was not a single murloc that surrendered. All the murlocs were executed by the navy, and their broken bodies were thrown into the sea.

"It's really hard-talking. No murloc has ever revealed why they attacked the navy." With a sullen face, Forby held a large-caliber flintlock gun in his hand, and the bullets sprayed pierced the murloc's hard skull the size of a fist. hole.

Fubigan stomped on the murloc's corpse viciously, as if he was not relieved, and then asked the soldiers to throw these fish-smelling monsters into the seawater.

"It's really terrifying fighting power. In an ambush, dozens of naval soldiers were killed, and the battle loss rate was almost one to one." The navy, which counted and counted the battle casualties, still had lingering fears.

The corpses of marines were piled up like a hill on the deck of the warship. The marines killed by the fishmen basically did not have whole corpses, but were all fragmented corpses.

"Anyway, it's good to finally kill this group of murlocs!" A colonel laughed.

Several colonels nearby also echoed and said that this group of murlocs who specialize in attacking and killing the navy has caused them a lot of damage these days, and now they can finally relieve their anger.

"Hey, I accidentally forgot about it!" Fubigan suddenly slapped his forehead hard and apologized to Yaerlin: "You shouldn't just throw away the fishman's corpses, they should all be transported to Branch 153, irrigates Lieutenant Colonel Yaerlin’s flower beds.”

Standing in the middle of a pool of blood, Yaerlin stared at the sea indifferently. Hearing this, he turned around and glanced at Forbigan and said with a smile: "Thank you, Colonel Fourbigan, for your kindness, but no, I don't really like the smell of fish in the flower garden." Son."

The smell of blood spreads along the seawater to the depths. The fish that were attracted were biting the fish-man's body crazily. A huge shadow in the deep sea quickly rose towards the top, and the ferocious winding horn stirred. It forms a bloody vortex with the sea water...