In the Great Age of Pirates, there were many pirates, merchant bandits, and anti-government revolutionary armed forces were even more clamorous. The organizational structure of the World Government was increasingly bloated, and internal factional struggles were also intertwined. But even so, pirates who wanted to fight back against the Navy were still very rare.
After all, since ancient times, it was natural for officials to suppress bandits, and bandits to suppress officials could be said to be extremely evil and rebellious.
Black waves rolled, and the magnificent sea was the same color as the sky. Suddenly, clusters of torches lit up the night, the sail ropes swayed in the sea breeze, and the terrifying flag of the black skull was lined up on more than a dozen big ships. Under the whistling sound, iron cannons were pushed out of the gate, and boxes of shells were carried on the deck.
William stood at the bow of the main ship in the middle, surrounded by the sound of the tide mixed with the sound of bloodthirsty breathing. The air in the whole sky seemed to be steamed into a cage by the fierce atmosphere of the hot excitement. The pirates' blood vessels were dilated, and their breath was rough.
Ah Jin looked like a sickly ghost. His head drooped, his shoulders drooped, and he held two iron crutches in his hands without saying a word. But a pair of ghostly fire-like eyes flickered frequently, showing that he was quite restless.
Noah stood on the right side of William, fiercely wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Are we really going to attack the Naval Branch Base? If we take this step, we will be completely registered in the Navy, and there will be no way back. At that time, I'm afraid that 153 Branch won't admit it, and we will probably die without a burial place."
The flames flickered, and William listened to the sounds around him. His expression also changed. He stood at the bow of the ship and let the surging waves hit his cheeks with the sea breeze. It was painful and cold. He suddenly raised his head and said fiercely, "Officials and bandits are irreconcilable. Today, I, William, will lead the Black Skull Pirates to slaughter the Naval Branch. As for the future, we will talk about it tomorrow!"
This era was chaotic and bloody, and there were bandits everywhere. Some people wanted to be officials, and some people were determined to be bandits, and they wanted to be bandits.
"Fire!"
The syllables burst out from the trembling throat along the gap of the teeth and the saliva hit the deck heavily. William's clenched knuckles were blue, and he pulled out his sword from the scabbard and slashed down toward the air!
Rumble!
The thunder that tore through the night sky exploded. Layers of black waves crashed into the naval base on the coast. The dam that was used to store water was blasted apart by the cannonballs. The gate wall above shook, and the greenish-white wall cracked like a monster that was crying out in pain. The cracks that were as thick as a person's thigh climbed everywhere as if they had a life of their own.
The naval soldiers on the lock wall stared in horror at the large ships sailing side by side on the sea. The cannonballs fired in the dark night fell from the sky with deadly whistling sounds.
The base of the 37th Marine Branch was built on the coast. The back of the base was leaning against the reefs of the mountain. At this moment, under the bombardment of the cannons, it was like a broken piece of building blocks. The screams of the Marine soldiers were drowned out by the sound of the cannons as they fell down like dumplings. They either smashed into the rough mountain and turned into a pool of blood or rolled into the sea and disappeared without a trace.
The collapsed stone wall revealed a huge hole, and the interior of the entire Naval Branch was brazenly exposed to the field of vision. The dust filled the air as the wind whistled and suddenly poured into the inside.
Banging against the big ships on the shore and pulling out a deep trench on the beach, the Marines who were bombarded by the sudden attack didn't have time to react. The black heads swept over like a dark cloud, and the boiling shouts were like the howling of a monster that wanted to devour the night. Pirates poured in through the collapsed cave, and suddenly dense gunfire, followed by bloody close-quarters combat, and blood began to cover every inch of the 37th Marine Branch Base.
Colonel Betchton's mind was in chaos, and his ears were roaring. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the broken base, and the blood on his face suddenly faded away.
Where did this group of pirates come from? They dared to attack the Marine base!
How dare they?
"They're crazy!" Betchton's teeth were trembling violently because of fear and anger. He looked at the densely packed pirates with black cloth wrapped around their shoulders. The blue veins on his forehead were like earthworms, and he struggled to roar at the soldiers around him.
The sound of the cannons gradually stopped, and the sea breeze poured in, and the smell of blood wafted into the nostrils. The chaotic Marines couldn't pull up an effective command, and were torn to pieces by the pirates.
Broken limbs and corpses, burning buildings, and the air was filled with blood. William looked at the Marine Captain who was tied up and trembling at his feet, and the corner of his mouth showed a trace of contempt: "A real Marine Captain is like this, he's far worse than Yarlin!"
"You …"
The voice stopped abruptly and was replaced by the sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh. William didn't want to talk to the Marine Captain, and he didn't even bother to know his name. He directly pierced his chest with his sword.
Beechton opened his mouth, blood-red saliva gushing out from his throat. He looked at William, whose eyes were red and had a ferocious expression. Suddenly, he felt a chill beside his ear, and a bloody wound was opened on his neck. Immediately, he could only let out a "Huo Huo" sound. His body spasmed twice on the ground like a sieve, and soon turned cold.
Novi glanced at the Marine Captain who was dead on the ground, and then looked at Akim who had already killed his way into the crowd. He took a long breath and killed his way into the Marines who were still resisting.
"Wash this base with blood, don't leave anyone alive!" William waved his long sword wildly and roared loudly.
Behind him, the burly pirates with the fishman symbol also silently rushed into the battlefield, and the speed of the massacre suddenly increased by more than two levels.
The massacre came to an end, and the corpses of the Naval Branch were everywhere, and the figures of the pirates were walking back and forth, searching for all the wealth and materials that could be taken away in the scorched buildings.
In the middle of the playground, the seagull flag was taken down and thrown into the fire. The black skull flag was arrogantly raised, echoing the color of the night. At the top of the flag was Betchton's head that had been cut off and nailed to the flagpole. It was indescribably cruel and bloody.
"It's almost time for us to leave!" Novi's eyelids twitched, and he looked away and said to William.
The night was covered, and there was still some distance before dawn. A row of ships on the sea extinguished their torches and quietly lurked back into the sea under the night. The sparkling water tacitly cleaned up the traces they left on the sea.
The fierce name of the black skull flag began to spread to the entire East Blue from this moment!
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