Pirate's Nest Order

Alex.

In a shelled ruin on the outskirts of the city, countless rioters in colorful clothes rushed out of the collapsed alley with steel knives and muskets in their hands, still howling angry curses.

Mixed with the gunfire, there were intermittently vague curses and howls. From the general content, it can be distinguished that they were rebels who were unwilling to accept the death and downfall of Prime Minister Jomir, and they were an uprising in despair against the rule of the Alex royal family. mob.

Of course, these are the official statements of Alex, and Fick led the formation of "A new army of Alex" to this battlefield to participate in this bloody suppression.

Nominally, this new army formed is Alex's army, and Fick has already changed into Alex's army uniform. The black and green combination is barely in line with his appetite. He is the leader of this new army. commander.

"Truth? Right or wrong? Justice?"

These esoteric words have never stopped in Fick's brain for a moment. His severely degenerated narrow brain capacity full of muscles and bloodthirsty has long been filled with Arlin's orders and instructions. up.

"These rebels dare to resist His Majesty Narifucher's rule. They must be suppressed in the most bloody way. Only in this way can those bastards whose ambitions have burned their sanity hide back into the dark stinky ditches and let Ah Alex has regained his peace and tranquility." The official sent by the royal family showed a bloodthirsty and twisted expression on his face, gritting his teeth and said viciously.

"I have received instructions and will cooperate with the royal family's actions. We also hope to see that Alex's political situation can be stable." Fick raised his arm and swung it down. The army behind him strode towards the battlefield, and he himself Then the first one rushed into the bloody alley like a violent whirlwind.

"kill him!"

"These royal executioners will not die a happy death!"

Several figures rushed out from the alley, including a half-year-old boy with a hatchet wrapped in his hand. He stared at the murderers who destroyed their home with angry eyes, shouting hysterically and rushed towards them, but was killed. A long sword slashed the corpse into two pieces.

Fick's weird palm was cut off from his wrist, and shot out like a cannonball. The steel knife that was grasped was razor-sharp and hung down, forcibly dividing the "mob" into two halves, and hot blood sprayed from the middle. Part of it splashed onto the people nearby, and part of the blade was stained red with blood.

Fick glanced coldly at the broken corpse on the ground, stretched his other hand straight, and cut off the five fingers with black iron hooks like poisonous bee tail needles, and shot out with a "swish, swish".

Puff, puff, puff, blood dripped in response, and holes the size of a baby's fist pierced through the middle of their necks. They stumbled forward and fell hard to the ground.

With his bloody fingers reconnected and the red-stained sword still in his hands, Fike's eyes swept across the battlefield coldly, but his mind was already elsewhere: "Black Skull Pirates, hey, William, you really know how to name!"

As Arlin's most trusted and oldest confidant, he, Fick, cannot be compared to William.

Rows of soldiers passed behind him, and the dense bullets swept across the ground like a plow, leaving sieve-shaped bullet holes on the wreckage of the building, which coincided with the rising of the early sun, emitting rays of light and shadow .

William licked the corner of his mouth, raised the long sword in his hand, and then roared: "Leave no one behind!"

The rain of bullets shredded a flesh and blood body, rows of knives blazed down, blood shot up into the sky and fell into rain and mist, and human heads rolled to the ground.

The royal official with a distorted and excited face approached Fike and lowered his voice: "His Majesty Narifucher asked me to tell you that recently someone with a suspected navy identity was inquiring about the role played by the 153rd branch of the Navy in the days when Jomir died. His Majesty Nalipu has ordered his officials to handle the interrogation secretly, and the confession points to Colonel Smoker, the White Hunter of the East China Sea..."

"White Hunter Smoker?!" Fike heard this name for the first time. He rubbed the handle of the knife, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.

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at the same time.

In the expanded conference room of the Navy Club, except for a few members who had reasons for not coming, the remaining 73 full members gathered together and sat around an extremely huge mahogany table.

The second-level members sat together, and the chair in the center was empty. Colonel Yarlin, who represented the 153rd branch of the Navy, did not participate in this meeting. This was the first time in history that Colonel Yarlin was absent. , Some members subconsciously looked there twice more with their eyes.

There is no airtight wall in the world, not to mention what happened in the East China Sea. The colonels here have all heard the news more or less, but their expressions are different.

Compared with the different looks of the first-level members, the faces of the second-level members are all sullen and stinking. These people have basically been bound up with Yarlin to form a community of interests, and some of them Received Yarlin's life-saving grace!

"Everyone here must have heard that, and as one of the founders of the Navy Club, Colonel Yaerin is also absent this time. I think everyone has secretly guessed the reason." Jones said. He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, attracting everyone's attention, and said in a cold voice: "We won't beat around the bush. Colonel Ya'erlin is in trouble. He was captured by our famous East China Sea's Smo Colonel Ge is being targeted!"

Veteran navy colonels all know Smoker's name, but junior navy colonels may not have known it before, and they all know the name of White Hunter during this time.

"Hey... Smoker is not the colonel of our East China Sea. People don't look down on this 'weakest sea', but they have never had any dealings with trash like us!" Hu Qi pulled off a beard. He said angrily: "He was sent to the East China Sea, and he has always been reluctant, but he has always regarded himself as a colonel directly subordinate to the headquarters. I think basically no one here has dealt with this colonel. I once tried to invite Smoker to my branch, but unfortunately they didn’t even bother to respond.”

"That's right, this Smoker is a guy with nostrils above his eyes. In his eyes, the entire East China Sea is like a cesspool. We colonels from various branches of the East China Sea are all a group of eaters soaked in stinky Shit, incompetent waste." Dick raised his eyelids and added in a sinister tone: "Don't think what I said is ugly, this is the true portrayal of us in the eyes of Colonel Smoker."

These two sentences are like a firecracker falling into a cesspit, splashing excrement and urine on everyone, and immediately ignited the anger. Obviously, few people present have a friendly attitude towards Smoker, and they all start to spit right now Xingzi, even if there are a few colonels who remain calm and rational, they naturally have to join the common enemy.

Jones glanced at Hu Qi and Dick, with a hint of cunning in his eyes. He was like a brilliant musician, quietly setting the tone of the entire song at the beginning.