Chapter 157
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Captain Jeff felt that this might be the last day of his life.
Jeff was fifty years old this year. He wasn't tall, and his appearance wasn't anything special. His gray hair carried the vicissitudes of life, and he wore a simple sailor outfit. He didn't look too different from any other crew member who mopped the deck. However, even though he looked ordinary, this middle-aged man was actually an expert whose strength had reached Origin Grade 3.
The Golden Fleet was the name of the Kingdom of Sophia's army. It was a huge fleet that had already pacified the sea before the humans had even pacified the land. The ships were divided into three classes. As the captain of the first class vice-flagship, St. Paul, Jeff's strength was well known. However, he felt that he was powerless now.
The deep sea scaly people were the arch-enemies of the Golden Fleet. As an opponent, they had ample experience in dealing with the Golden Fleet. However, due to the previous civil war, part of the St. Paul's functions had been damaged, causing the vice-captain of the St. Paul's to be seriously injured.
On the Golden Fleet's warships, if the captain was injured, it would affect the morale. However, as long as he didn't die, it wouldn't be a big problem. However, the two vice-captains were very precious.
The vice-captains of the Golden Fleet all had the blood of the highland elves. They might not be strong, but they were the key to many curse devices on the warship.
The reason why the Golden Fleet was so powerful was that it used a lot of the lost technology of the Highland Elves. These things required the blood of the Sofia family to be activated. It could be said that the vice-captain of each ship was a strategic resource. A Golden Warship that was manned and an unmanned Golden Warship were two completely different things.
Usually, the vice-captains' control room was very safe. However, during the civil war, one of the vice-captains defected to the rebels. The St. Paul's warship was hit by a curse bomb during the battle with the rebels, causing the protection of the control room to be greatly damaged. Although they won that battle, no one would have thought that this small aftereffect would bring disaster to everyone.
"Die!"
A heavy punch with a dragon-like curse power smashed the chest of a giant scaly person. Jeff's eyes widened in anger as he roared and directly tore the general of the third source-rank scaly person in front of him in half.
Flesh and blood splattered like rain. The middle-aged man whose body was dyed red looked at the shocked expression of the scaly person before he died and shook his head.
I can't fight in the water. You can't fight on land.
Thinking of this, Jeff exhaled and reached out his hand to cover the bloody hole in his abdomen. He turned his head to look at the people around him.
"How is Vice Captain Ravel?"
"Captain … I'm afraid Vice Captain Rahway won't make it."
When the ship doctor covered in blood spoke these words, the expressions of everyone nearby changed. An indescribable silence abruptly appeared in this battlefield filled with war cries that shook the heavens.
Vice Captain Ravel was dying, which meant that the golden battleship would stop operating. Now, there were many curse vessels protecting everyone. Soon, the electric net outside the hull would disappear. At that time, everyone would no longer face the elite army of the scaled people, but countless monsters as vast as the sea.
"How long can the power grid last?"
"About ten minutes."
"Ten minutes?"
Jeff muttered to himself as he looked at the horde of scaly people and the sailors who were fighting in front of him. As a person who had been on the sea for half his life, he was already prepared for it, but it was a pity that so many young people had died …
A strong sense of sorrow rose in the middle aged man's heart. He quickly walked to the front of the young man who had fallen to the ground and bent over to look at his pale face.
"Ravel, can you hold on for another ten minutes? Brothers, let's drag a few of them down with us. At that time, you will activate the central golden soul, bring the big guys outside, and let's go together. "
The young man, whose chest and abdomen had been cut open and whose consciousness had begun to blur, widened his eyes slightly. At this moment, the young man who was on the verge of death seemed to have regained his consciousness. He smiled with a little pride and made a promise softly, "Alright, alright.
"… Leave it to me, Captain."
"Good job."
Looking at the young man who was dedicated to his duty at the last moment, Jeff grinned. He raised his head and looked around. All he saw were calm faces.
Those were the warriors who buried their fear in the bottom of their hearts and faced death with equanimity.
"Sorry, everyone."
"What does the dog traitor and the fish cub have to do with you, Captain?"
"It's the last battle, the shield is yours."
The warriors chuckled, stood up and walked to the front line under Jeff's leadership. The old captain reached out and wiped his eyes, burying the last sadness in his heart. Next, it was a desperate charge. Killing more enemies and reducing the pressure on their allies was the last thing they could do.
The sailors drew their swords and axes, but before the final battle began, the uproar at the front line had rushed into their ears.
"Captain! Who's that? "
The sailors next to him exclaimed and pointed to the front. Jeff wiped his hands and looked forward, and his eyes widened suddenly.
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