Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Wulaoxing was stunned at the same time, his pupils shrinking into thin needles.

Five secret routes and eight supply transport ships...all were sunk! ?

How can this be! ?

How could that brat Rogers Darren know the secret routes used by the World Government to transport supplies!

Is there a mole in the world government?

At such a critical moment, leaking government secrets to Darren?

But who could this person be?

Wulao Xing's expression became uncertain, and his eyes subconsciously moved toward Cyborg Kong.

The latter quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and said calmly:

"My lords, although I am responsible for mobilizing supplies and making specific arrangements, I do not have sufficient authority to know the secret routes within the government."

"At least as far as my status as marshal of the navy is concerned, I don't have enough authority."

Cyborg Kong didn't know why he made such a weird action like raising his hands. He had only seen this action on the boy Porusalino, but he didn't expect that it would be so natural.

Just looking at Wulaoxing's gloomy and livid face, his shoulders shook more frequently.

Wulao Xing was speechless when he heard this.

This is indeed true.

Only government insiders have the authority to know the secret routes of the World Government. Sora is still a member of the Navy system and does not have sufficient authority at all.

So who could this person be?

A high-level agent member of the CP department?

Or an insider of the world's nobility?

Damn it!

Wulao Xing's eyes became more and more gloomy, and a few veins bulged on his forehead.

This is the time!

They soon remembered another problem.

If Rogers Darren possesses so much secret information about the World Government, it cannot be accumulated in a day or two.

This also means that maybe he had plans for the world government a long time ago!

No, he may have been looking forward to the day when he will go to war with the World Government!

"Ahem... Sirs, if eight transport ships on the five routes are sunk, it also means that these five routes have been completely blocked by five warships of the North Sea Fleet."

At this time, Cyborg Kong couldn't help but remind him:

"As a result, all the external channels for transporting supplies to the Holy Land have been locked... If this situation continues, and most of the warehouses inside the Holy Land have been destroyed in previous bombings, it is estimated that the situation will be at its limit. Within thirty days, all the food and medical supplies inside Holy Land Mariejoia will be exhausted.”

"Thirty days?"

"Environmental Martial God" Maz Sheng took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and sneered:

"This is enough time for us to find that brat Rogers Darren and kill him directly."

Saint Izanbalon V. Nasshoulang, who had been silent all this time, shook his head and said in a hoarse voice:

"We don't have thirty days... maybe even five days."

Saint Wuchuli was stunned and said in confusion:

"Why? So what if the kings of those ten countries were razed to the ground? Insects are just insects after all. No matter how many die, they will soon breed back."

"As long as we have enough courage and determination, such a little deterrence is unlikely to cause any problems."

Saint Izanbalon V. Nasshoulang sighed:

"Wochuli, you are the God of Legal Affairs. You command CP departments at all levels and are in charge of the judicial power of the world government...but you still don't know much about the supply of property."

As the "Financial Martial God", he slowly looked at Gang Gukong and said calmly:

"Song, please explain to Wuchuli Saint what an "extreme situation" is."

Cyborg Kong hesitated for a moment and explained:

"Everything adopts wartime standards, maintaining the lowest level of food supply and medical care... Well, to put it simply, it is the kind that will not starve to death."

Saint Wuchuli: "..."

This so-called minimum standard will naturally not be a problem if it is moved to other places.

In fact, such supply standards can be called "generous" for many countries on this sea.

But for the world's noble Celestial Dragons who enjoy all rights from birth, this is something that is unacceptable at any cost.

"What if we follow normal standards? How long can it last based on all the existing supplies in Holy Land Marie Joa?"

Saint Wuchuli asked with a gloomy face.

Cyborg Kong glanced at Saint Izanbaron V. Nasthurō and said slowly:

"A day, maybe even less."

He thought for a while and added with a troubled face:

"In fact, many nobles in the Land of the Gods have begun to compete for supplies and medical resources. From last night to today, more than 10 violent conflicts broke out."

"Departments at all levels have also sent applications to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for material replenishment... The materials are being consumed much faster than expected."

Wulaoxing was silent again.

They found that today alone, they were silent more often than they had been in at least ten years.

"...In other words, we only have less than one day left to deal with Rogers Darren?"

Saint Satan's eyes were gloomy and authentic:

"Otherwise, there will be serious riots in the Holy Land due to the shortage of food and medical supplies?"

Konggu Kong tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, nodded with a sad and embarrassed look, and sighed:

"I'm afraid that's the truth, Saint Satan."

"Rogers Darren, this hateful guy, is so insidious!"

"He actually predicted the plans of the adults, and used these insidious and cunning tricks to threaten the world government with a huge foundation of 800 years with a fleet built in just a few years..."

Speaking of this, Konggu Kong did not wait for the Five Elders to attack, and suddenly changed the subject:

"But at least there is one good news , although the North Sea Fleet overlooked a group of member states, they did not seem to have the intention to attack... This means that Darren still wants to maintain the current world order..."

"Sora! We have already said that we will never accept any negotiations!"

Volchuli Saint interrupted Kong Ganggu's words coldly, and said bluntly:

"He Rogers Darren thinks that he can threaten us like this?"

"That's too much to underestimate the government!"

Hearing this, Kong Ganggu could already foresee the next development, and the corners of his mouth could not help twitching.

Volchuli Saint raised his hand majestically, with a wise light bursting out of his eyes, and said coldly:

"Fishman Island is our breakthrough point!"

"As long as the warships led by 'Youhu' capture Fishman Island, the rich underwater paradise will be an inexhaustible treasure trove of materials for the holy land of Mary Joa!"

"The final game, on Fishman Island!"

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