Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

"Dover... the Flying Squirrel has not withdrawn the North Sea Fleet. What should we do?"

In the station hall, Torebol, who had just received the communication from his subordinates, put down the phone bug and looked horrified.

The other cadres also looked at their young master nervously.

Lubek Island has been blocked, and facing the huge pressure of five naval warships, they don't have much confidence in their hearts.

The Don Quixote family knows the powerful combat power of the North Sea Fleet better than anyone else.

This fleet, which Darren spent a huge amount of money to build, is equipped with the most cutting-edge high-tech weapons in the world today. It has been modified by Germa 66, and every naval soldier is the best among the best.

The result of ultra-high military spending is a powerful army with high quality, strong strength, and strong command and control.

The Don Quixote family's combat power on Lubek Island is extremely limited. Most of the peripheral members are stationed in other strongholds in the North Sea, making it impossible to fight against the powerful North Sea Fleet.

"I didn't expect Flying Squirrel to move so fast. It's because we underestimated him. In the past, we just regarded him as an ordinary lieutenant under Darren."

Diamanti murmured softly.

Vergo, with a piece of steak on his face, frowned and said:

"According to secret intelligence, the North Sea Fleet seems to have obtained a new type of technological weapon recently, which has extremely terrifying destructive power."

Torrebol held his cane tightly:

"Dover, is the North Sea Fleet going to war with us?"

The officers looked worriedly at Doflamingo, who was sitting on the sofa smoking silently, feeling uneasy.

Doflamingo smoked his cigar calmly, crossed his legs, and curled up into a sneer.

"Don't be nervous. As long as Darren survives, the flying squirrel won't attack us."

"Just do whatever you have to do."

After saying this, Doflamingo stood up from the leather sofa, turned and walked into his study.

He walked to the huge glass window, pushed it open with both hands, and let the cool sea breeze blow on his cheeks, causing the pink feather coat to flutter.

Doflamingo was very clear about the Flying Squirrel's intention of not withdrawing its troops.

Flying Squirrel was worried that if something happened to Daren, he would not be able to restrain himself and worried that the entire North Sea would fall into his hands.

Very smart, very decisive, very courageous.

He is indeed that man's most trusted subordinate.

With this vision and judgment alone, Flying Squirrel, an inconspicuous guy, is worthy of the position of the highest military commander in the North Sea!

Doflamingo looked at the monster-like steel monsters on the sea in the distance, as well as the white seagull flags dancing wildly in the sky, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up with an unscrupulous arc.

"Don't die so easily, my godfather...because..."

Doflamingo's eyes under his sunglasses shone with intense ambition and madness, and the veins on his forehead bulged ferociously like earthworms.

"——The only one who can kill you is me!!"

Snap!

His hands suddenly exerted force, and he directly scratched the wooden window sill.

Sawdust was flying.

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New world.

The blue sky is clear and the white clouds are long.

Two medium-sized warships were sailing at high speed on the calm sea, dragging long snow-white sea marks.

A majestic and burly figure stood on the bow of one of the warships, looking at the sea in the distance, his eyebrows furrowed.

It was Sengoku who set out on a rescue mission from his headquarters, Marineland.

Rumble…

On an island in the distance, there was a sudden explosion, and huge fire and black smoke rose into the sky.

The pirates' painful wails came from far away from the island, but were quickly lost in the sound of the waves.

Two seconds later, a golden light streak suddenly broke through the sky from the direction of the island.

The beam of light dispersed in mid-air, and then countless photons condensed into a tall human figure behind Sengoku.

Porusalino walked slowly out of the dazzling golden light, rubbed the stubble on his chin and muttered:

"I haven't found it... It's just the same as before. It's just a small peripheral stronghold. Those pirates don't know anything."

Zeng Guo's eyebrows suddenly tightened.

"Warring States, how are you? Do you have any clues?"

Zefa's voice came from the direction of the stern of the ship, and his figure flashed briefly before appearing next to Warring States.

Warring States rolled his eyes angrily,

"I said Zefa, if you don't stay on your own warship when you have nothing to do, why do you always come to my warship?"

Zefa said impatiently:

"Stop talking nonsense and share information quickly, otherwise we will be attacked first by that guy Garp."

Warring States slowly exhaled a breath, shook his head and said:

"There are no new clues... Kaido is more cautious and cunning than we thought. The pirate strongholds we attacked along the way are just the peripheral forces of his Beasts Pirates."

"His real base camp, I don't know where it is hidden."

When Zefa heard this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

At this time, seven days had passed since the day's departure from Malinfando.

Seven days seemed like a long time, but in fact, their voyage from the Navy Headquarters to the New World had already taken three days.

(In this timeline, Vegapunk has not yet developed the ability to embed Sea Tower Stones into the bottom of warships, allowing the navy to freely cross the windless zone.)

If the Navy wants to enter the new world from the first half of the Great Waterway, other than coating and diving into the seabed and taking the Fish-Man Island route, the only option is to apply to the World Government to borrow the passage and cross the long red earth continent.

Even so, four days have passed since they entered the new world during the Warring States Period, and they still have found nothing.

The beasts pirate group's outer strongholds were raided by seven or eight large and small, and even many small and medium-sized pirate groups were wiped out.

But there are still no clues at all.

Unlike the first half of the Great Waterway, which has been thoroughly explored on nautical charts, many parts of the New World's seas have not yet "lit up the fog of war," and the routes are chaotic and complicated.

The various extreme climates in this sea area have added many obstacles to their actions.

What troubles the Sengoku most is that as they get closer and closer to the waters of Wano, their navy's actions cannot be as "unscrupulous" as before. They must be as restrained as possible to avoid arousing hostility and vigilance from Wano.

In this way, the search will naturally become more difficult.

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