Chapter 197
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After a while!
Ya Erlin licked his moist lips. The bright wine stained his lips and tasted a little astringent. A strange scene flashed through his mind.
It was a shadow of a black fog. A one-meter-tall malnourished sapling was rooted in the shadow. A lone fruit hung on the branch of the sapling. The flesh inside the fruit was hollowed out, and the shriveled skin was mottled with complicated patterns.
"Looks like I have to bring it back to the nest!"
The strange black lines on Arlen's face disappeared. He leaned over and pressed his cheek against the mummy's corpse. "I'll believe you for now. You're the one who created the cannonball. You better think about it carefully. When the time comes, write down the method of creating the cannonball without missing a single word …"
Ya Erlin could feel the Mummy tremble slightly. His lips curled into a smile as he sat back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
It will take four days for the fleet to return to the 153 Branch.
… … …
East China Sea.
In the corner of the 26th branch of the Marine, on a remote island, a ship raised its sail and sailed out of the shadows, quickly approaching the two cruising warships.
"Reporting, a merchant ship is approaching," a soldier on the warship reported.
"Oh? A small merchant ship, signal the other party to slow down and accept the navy's inspection! " Hati could see through the binoculars that there were only a few people on the opposite merchant ship. He didn't notice the danger and lazily said to the adjutant. "Call back to Colonel Faubus. Tell him that we have set off and will arrive at Arikos in five days."
The adjutant quickly dialed a Den Den Mushi and informed the 65th Marine Branch of their itinerary, then hung up the phone. At this time, the opposite merchant ship lowered its sails and docked next to the warship.
The adjutant waved his hand, and a group of Marine soldiers jumped from the side of the ship to the opposite deck. The deck was empty except for a man in a suit who was gently wiping his glasses.
"A small merchant ship with a very shallow draft. It doesn't look like there's anything valuable." The adjutant glanced at the bottom of the merchant ship. His face suddenly stiffened, then he blinked his eyes, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw dozens of shadows quickly emerging from the surface of the sea. They had gills that breathed underwater, fish scales that covered their chests, pairs of cold small eyes … They were Fishmen!
"There's someone under the ship …" The adjutant's heart turned cold. He saw one of the unusually tall and sturdy murlocs suddenly shoot out from the sea like a shark. A biting cold light flashed past. He covered his neck, unable to stop the blood from flowing out between his fingers. His throat let out a "huo huo" sound, "There's a murlocs!"
The aide-de-camp clutched his neck as his body fell backward. The last thing he saw in his life was a man in a suit on the deck of a merchant ship. He slowly put on his glasses that he had just wiped. Sharp blades suddenly shot out from the gloves that were holding the glasses. At the same time, the half-naked murloc that seemed to be covered in blades indifferently brushed past him. He then fell heavily to the ground, his eyes losing their light.
Hatti suddenly jumped up from his chair and looked at the body of his adjutant with a pale face. The murlocs climbed onto the warship one after another, and screams came from the deck of the merchant ship. Needless to say, the navy team that boarded the ship was most likely dead.
"Damn it, how could we encounter Fishmen!" Hati's heart turned cold. He remembered that in the club's meeting some time ago, Hu Qi said that one of the warships of his branch was massacred by Fishmen. Could it be these Fishmen?
Weren't these Fishmen in the waters of the 195th branch? How could they come here? Damn it … Hati didn't have time to think about it. There was no need to ask these questions now. The adjutant was already lying on the deck, covered in blood. Obviously, there was no possibility of negotiation. The only thing left was to fight to the death!
In fact, the Marines who reacted to the situation began to fire back, preventing more Fishmen from boarding the warship. On the other warship, Fishmen also climbed onto the warship. Bullets were fired, weapons clashed, and the sound of fighting broke the silence of the sea in an instant. It soon reached its peak in the sea of blood, and then the sound of shouting began to weaken rapidly. Following that, the bodies of the Marines fell to the ground, and red blood dyed every corner of the deck red.
The Marines who were suddenly attacked were no match for the Fishmen, whether in terms of organization or individual strength. As the number of Fishmen on the warship increased, the scene became a one-sided massacre.
The Marines around him were killed one by one, and soon only Hati was left. His face was pale, and his legs were weak. He leaned against the mast and looked at the man who was approaching him in horror.
This man was the only human among the Fishmen. Hati stared at him and asked in a trembling voice, "You are a human. Why are you helping the Fishmen attack the Marines? Why are these Fishmen attacking us? "
"Cut off all the Marines' heads and pile them on the deck of this warship. Leave a few Fishmen's bodies on the ship to create a scene of Fishmen's revenge." Klaus ordered the murlocs to follow his orders and ignored Hati's question. Instead, he looked at another warship with the number '26' painted on it and said, "Erase that number and replace it with the number '153'!"
“153？” Hati was stunned. He looked at Klaur with a dumbfounded expression. After a full ten seconds, a strange and terrifying conjecture appeared in his mind. His teeth were chattering as he said, "You … you are from the 153rd branch. Are these murlocs the captured pirates of the Dragon Pirates?"
The conclusion was right, but the process was a little different, but it didn't matter. Crowe was not interested in answering the doubts of a dead man.
"Don't waste the headless bodies. Move them to the cabin of the warship, clean the blood on the deck, and then sail all the way back to 153 Branch." After Klaus had given his orders, he looked at Hatti who was in a state of panic. "Colonel Hatti!"
"Huh? Why is all this happening? What is Yarlin doing? "Hati was a little incoherent, and his eyes were red as he looked at Crowe.
"A dead man shouldn't have so many questions." Crowe's mouth curved into a cold smile. The sharp blade of his sword cut open Hati's neck, and he threw the head on the deck and said, "Put this head in the most conspicuous position!"
The seagull flag fluttered above the warship. A warship stopped at sea, and another '153' warship that had been repainted quickly left this area. There was also a small merchant ship that seemed to have a shallow draft. It quietly turned around and soon disappeared on the surface of the sea.
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