captain migraine

Caesar led the Fury fleet through the thick smog freely, and the Fury seemed to be the lightest sea bird instead of a huge three-garden warship moving fast against the sea, completely unaware of what had happened. The British Navy, controlled by the Devil's Hand, thought that the black sea wolf's fleet was beginning to retreat, so the sound of drums and horns became more passionate, and they followed closely. Amidst the artillery fire and the early morning fog, there was no sunlight Let them see what's under the boat—

Until the crew on the ship was thrown to the cabin board of the deck by the huge inertia, the British Navy's ship tentacled!

There was a burst of cheers and rambunctious laughter from the Stormrage, in stark contrast to the exasperated roar from the HMS ships—

Under Caesar's command, the gunners on the Stormrage immediately returned to the order of the battle. Red and yellow sparks flickered at the muzzle, and the fuse was buzzing, as if the most beautiful melody was beating on this group. The heartstrings of the desperadoes, they bit their tongues, although their faces had been blackened and shiny by the cannon fodder, this obviously did not affect their high fighting spirit, their eyes were flickering with madness and excitement, watching the heavy cannon with chains roar It slammed into the side of the main battleship of the British Navy, the gunfire sprayed out dark flames, and hissed out its fangs like a poisonous snake!

"Go to hell hahahaha!"

"Sing a loyal hymn to you! Brothers!"

"Grab! Grab! Grab! Get ready to board the ship!"

On the British side, of course, the last things on board were wooden barrels containing fresh water and light beer. The sailors were running back and forth on the deck, and they hurriedly threw all the barrels into the sea, but this failed to get them from the reef. Rescued from the plight of the group!

"Damn it, we've got to deal with the rocks, sir!"

"Throw away the heavy objects, throw away all the useless things, if it's not enough, throw it again and again—"

"Hold on, hold on!"

Amidst the screams and screams of their companions, more marines were lying on the side of the ship. They gritted their teeth and raised their muskets, even though the thick morning fog made them almost unable to see things ten meters away——

Until from the sky, a huge raindrop suddenly landed on the tip of their commander's nose.

"It's, it's raining!"

The marines seemed to have suddenly grasped the straw of life-saving, yelling and rushing to tell each other. It rained and the fog dispersed. In the Mediterranean Sea in October, the weather on the sea can change as soon as it is said. It was sunny a second ago and the air was full of sweltering heat. However, in just an instant, the sky was filled with thick dark clouds, the sun disappeared, and the strong wind blowing on the sea blew away all the morning fog, but the bow of the Fury was in a position against the wind, even though now The Stormrage had already gained the absolute upper hand, but the wind made the preparation of the shells deviate, and a naval battle that was about to end suddenly became indecisive again!

The British Royal Navy seized this opportunity, relying on the heavy rain and the raging wind, they abandoned their ships and jumped into the temporary lifeboats, and began to organize the retreat immediately!

"—Caesar, they're starting to retreat!" On the first mate escorting the Stormrage, Reike stood on a high mast, grasping the enemy's movements immediately.

On the side of Stormrage's ship, the man's brows were deeply frowned, the rain drenched him from head to heel, his flaxen hair pressed tightly against his cheek, he spat and burst out With a stern look, he was about to give the order to directly chase this group of annoying regular soldiers to hell——

Suddenly, a panic-stricken sailor rolled and crawled to his feet——

Amidst the bombardment of artillery fire and the loud noise of raindrops crackling on the deck, Caesar lowered his head, his amber pupils narrowed dangerously. In the chaos, he could only see the blood on the sailor's lips. As soon as he retreated, he was shaking so badly that his whole body almost turned into a sieve——

Caesar knew him, the communications sailor arranged by the crew to carry messages between Megar and the navigator.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning that almost illuminated the dark clouds in the sky flashed across the sky. The man grabbed the man's neck with his big hand and easily lifted him in front of him. , Covering all the sound of gunfire and all the sound of fighting!

"What did you say?"

The man's voice sounded extremely cold, and the gaze full of disbelief and hatred made everyone dare not look directly at him, so the messenger who sent the message closed his eyes, letting the rain hit his face, while the black sea wolf came His anger stabbed his body like a knife, almost killing him!

The heavy rain poured down, the sky covered with dark clouds was filled with lightning and thunder, and as the British navy withdrew, the sound of the Hurricane's gunfire gradually subsided. On the deck, the crew supported each other and began to clean up the messy battlefield. Some of them were blown up. On one arm, some people lost a leg, and the blood spilled all over the deck of the Stormrage. There were several large holes in the deck that were blasted by the gunfire. —

"Say it again."

"Captain, Margaret is missing... and walrus observer McGarr is missing with her."

……

Everything around seemed to disappear at this moment, and the world became silent.

Caesar let go of the poor correspondent's neck, closing his eyes as the man slumped limply to his feet against the deck floor, struggling to breathe.

The sound of someone falling heavily on the deck rang in my ears, and then, Reike's loud voice, which had obviously not completely faded from the joy of the naval battle just now, rang out. He called Caesar's name and yelled While pushing away the crowded wounded trying to get closer to his boss—

However, the closer he got to Caesar, the more he realized that something was wrong. Reike closed his mouth, and the excitement on his face disappeared.He approached Caesar, and the pouring rain almost blurred his eyes like God kicked over a basin. He even thought that it was because of this that he lost his sight—yes, he followed Caesar for more than ten years, but I have never seen such an expression on a man before——

The rain dripped down the man's razor-sharp jaws onto the deck. His face was as hard as iron, with rage, disappointment, disbelief and other unreadable emotions mixed on his face. Those amber The colored pupils became full of mist and mist——

"...Boss?"

Lake blinked in disbelief, the next second, everything in the last moment seemed to be his illusion, the man laughed wildly, accompanied by the crazy laughter like a devil in hell, it was as cold as The arctic anger finally spread and burned all over the deck of the Stormrage, where people were coming and going. Everyone stopped what they were doing. They turned their heads and stared at their captain in astonishment——

After the dark cloud, the lightning exploded in everyone's ears, and finally the deck of the Stormrage became completely silent!

They watched helplessly as their captain raised his hand and slammed his palm on the side of the Stormrage. The "cracking" sound of wood cracking accompanied by the sound of thunder was like the most terrifying howl. The man stopped laughing, his lips The corners were tightly pressed, the thin lips formed a cold straight line, and large drops of rain fell down the hair on his forehead——

"McGarr took Margarita and ran away." He straightened up, looked around all the people around without any emotion, and said coldly, "Chasing, even if I drain the sea water of the Mediterranean Sea."

McGarl ran away?

With Margaret?The woman who turned black and white day and night?

McGarr ran away with Margaret! ! ! !

"……my God!"

Within half a minute after Caesar’s voice fell, almost everyone froze in place, including Rick—no one could believe what they heard, if it wasn’t for the icy cold rain slapping on their bodies, it was so cold and extremely painful. The sailors of the Wind almost thought they were just having the wildest nightmare!

After the initial astonishment, the crowd finally regained a sliver of rationality after being frightened almost out of their wits. The whispering voices on the Stormrage almost became one. If you listen carefully, almost all the voices are full of disbelief. Oh yes, and maybe some schadenfreude...

And at this moment, behind the crowd, an emotionless voice sounded faintly.

"Don't look for it, I'm right here."

Caesar was slightly taken aback.

The sailors looked back, and almost in a state of embarrassment, they opened a passageway enough for one person to walk through. They turned their heads and stared at the black-haired young man standing behind the crowd. It was water, and he looked like he had just been fished out of the sea. Across the crowd, he was standing at the other end of the Stormrage's deck, looking at Caesar from afar with his face sinking like water.

McGarr's shoes were almost filled with water, and every time he took a step, he could almost feel his feet stepping into the cold stagnant water.

So it is also extremely heavy.

"Margaret, I have let Zhizhi take away..."

When he approached Caesar, he felt the icy temperature of the other party without any surprise. It was indeed a temperature that would freeze people to death and could not be approached at all. At this moment, those familiar amber pupils were using unfamiliar Staring at him... Ah, how can I describe that look?

Probably starting from this moment, in this life, it can no longer be expected to be stained with smiles.

"You don't want to find the Fountain of Youth in your life..."

The black-haired young man's words were abruptly interrupted, a big hand stretched out without warning and grabbed his hair violently, dragging him over with such force that it almost pulled his hair off , McGarr only felt his feet slipping on the wet deck, and then he staggered into the man's arms without warmth, and then felt a cold touch on his lips——

Caesar's kiss carried the hatred to swallow people alive.

To be precise, they were almost like a pair of beasts, biting each other with the instinct of beasts—the black-haired young man's breathing became unsteady as his lips and tongues alternated, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, Then the deathly silence suddenly returned, the mouth and tongue were full of the smell of blood, I don't know who bit the other first, and who mixed with saliva and swallowed the other person's blood into his own stomach!

McGarl clenched his fists, his hands were hanging stiffly by his sides, he raised his head slightly, accepting this crazy aggression without any resistance——

Until Caesar pushed him away hard.

He slipped on the sole of his foot, and fell hard on the deck a few meters away with his back on his back.

The quilt touched the sawdust of the cracked deck, and the sharp protruding wooden thorns left a long and deep bloodstain on his back.However, he didn't feel any pain, and his eyes stayed on Caesar's hand. The man's hand was still stuck with wood residue that had not been cleaned up. The blood falling from the wound was diluted by the rain and turned pink. McGarl's eyes wandered again, When he saw the cracked side of the ship behind Caesar, he paused knowingly, and then smiled.

McGarr struggled in embarrassment and picked himself up from the deck. He sat on the deck and wiped the blood from his lips with one hand.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and said with a sneer: "Very good, this will be symmetrical with your hand."

On the Stormrage, no one dared to speak, and everyone even breathed very lightly subconsciously.

Caesar stood where he was, lowered his eyes, and stared at the familiar face of the man on the deck for a long time.

In the end, he discovered that he had never understood this person before.

When he did not follow his instinct and chose to trust blindly for the first time, when he occasionally had a little doubt, he smiled and put it all down, and attributed all the doubts to his bad temper and suspicion, and even had a little doubt because of it. blame yourself.

Once, he gave him all, all, and the trust he could give.

Then, now, all those ridiculous, persistent trusts of his are fed to the dogs.

"Walrus Watcher McGarr, treason, exile."