The howl of war sounded, and the sea was stirred up with layers of ripples, spreading endlessly towards the battlefield.
The sea wind was whistling!
Dark clouds were pressing down!
The flags were swaying, and the sound of the whistling sound shook the sea wind. The pirate ships were covering the sky, like a huge net, covering the island in the center.
Behind the island, standard warships quickly sailed out. The warships painted with their own serial numbers raised their sails, and the white seagull flag seemed to spread its wings and soar, piercing through the dark clouds.
Hundreds of warships that were on standby formed a triangle on both sides of the island. If the island was regarded as a fully-armed giant, then the warships on both sides were like the spears that were gripped in his hands.
On the front coast of the island, there were countless turrets built on the coast. The navy soldiers standing upright looked like a forest of guns standing around the turrets from afar. In front of the forest of guns was a broken cliff. The rising tide washed the cliff, creating layers of white foam, which added to the chilling atmosphere.
In the turbulent undercurrent in the depths of the sea, a strange huge shadow flowed with the waves, but it didn't appear on the surface of the sea. Instead, it hid deeper and deeper into the sea.
In the central building of the Marine Club, in a closed conference room, the officers of the Shaohe party had already boarded their warships and entered a state of first-level combat readiness.
Still in the conference room were the Marine Captains who had not been replaced by the Shaohe party. During this time, they were all under house arrest. Under the arrangement of Klow, they remotely commanded their respective branches through Den Den Mushi. All of them led their troops to the club and accepted unified deployment and command.
At this moment, they were all fidgeting, their faces and backs were covered in cold sweat. In the quiet conference room, Crowe slowly stood up from the main seat, with a mysterious smile on his face, he looked around and said, "We haven't had time to attack the pirates, but the pirates have already attacked us. It's really rampant!"
The door of the conference room was open, and the Marine Captains could see a large gathering of dark clouds through the door, and the oppressive air was like the judgment of the end of the world. The dense pirate ships seemed to be reflected in the sky, and countless murderous skulls dyed the sky black.
Without any warning, the sound of cannons suddenly rang out and tore through the sky!
Under the thick haze, the reflected artillery fire dyed the sky red, and it also seemed to instantly dye the faces of the Marine Colonels red.
"Crazy, these pirates actually dared to take the initiative to fire!" Clotho pushed up his glasses, the pair of eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses flashing with a cold light. This was slightly different from the script he had set.
It must be William's doing, Crowe sneered in his heart. His mind was spinning quickly, and a vicious plan immediately appeared in his mind. Anyway, all the "shit" would still be on the heads of the pirates, and the final result would not be different.
He stretched his sore neck and sighed. "After this battle, I don't know how many people will survive in the East China Sea. I'm afraid the sea will be stained with blood."
Jones sat to Crowe's left and stared at Crowe uneasily. Up until now, he still hadn't heard any details about the plan from Crowe's mouth.
This made him doubt the judgment of "his own people." At the very least, he wasn't sure how Crowe's standards for "his own people" were differentiated.
"I don't think any of you here would like to fight against those pirates!" Crowe didn't wait for everyone to answer, and answered his own question. "Then, you can stay here safely, and I'll do the killing of the enemy!"
When the Marine Colonels heard that they didn't need to board the ship to command the battle, their hearts that were in their throats fell back, and they breathed a sigh of relief. It was really overestimating them to let them fight with the menacing pirates.
With a hypocritical smile on his face, Crowe turned and walked quickly outside. Jones suddenly got up and chased after him. Crowe stopped and stared at Jones with gloomy eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "Captain Jones, you don't have to bother with the things outside. You stay here and watch these Colonels for me, so that they don't do stupid things at this critical moment."
Crowe's five fingers gently pressed on Jones's shoulder, and his eyes looked at each other with obscure eyes. His lowered voice fell into the ears of the other party, and Jones's heart calmed down a little. He responded with a tacit smile and turned back.
Crowe glanced at Jones's back. The moment he turned his head, the smile on his face disappeared completely. He sneered in a voice that only he could hear. "Our own people? Oh ~ "
Walking out of the conference room, Crowe glanced at the soldiers guarding the door. They were all members of the Shaohe Party and the Freemasonry. They were the ones who could really die for Colonel Yarlin.
The soldiers guarding the door immediately understood Crowe's eyes and closed the heavy door from the outside. The chain clattered and tied the two door handles tightly.
At the same time, on the sea.
The densely packed pirate ships exposed their gun locks. Coarse or fine, various types of cannons stretched out, and the swollen sails were full of wind. The entire fleet spread out in a wide fan on the sea, like countless sharp blades galloping towards the island.
You can't expect a group of pirates to be able to line up in a neat and uniform phalanx. In fact, William never had such a plan. They were more like a group of crazy hungry wolves. This was enough for William.
The cannons kept firing, and the sky seemed to be bursting. The cannonballs fell like raindrops. Some of the coarse cannons only fired one cannonball, and the sudden explosion killed the pirates operating it. But the cannonballs poured down like rain, covering the entire coastline.
On the cliff, the seagull flag was hung high, and the black cannonballs flew and smashed on the coast. A row of cliffs shook and shattered, and pieces of mud and stone flowed down. The Marine soldiers on the outermost periphery were immediately drowned by the gunfire.
The officers commanding the turrets were cold, and the flames of anger jumped in their eyes. The flag in their hands fell, and all the turrets vibrated at the same time, and the resonant screams shattered the air.
The cannonballs were fired, and the cannonballs returned like rain. The nearby sea seemed to have been plowed again. Hundreds of pirate ships were blown apart, the wooden wreckage was ignited, and the broken decks and masts covered the sea.
The billowing black smoke surged, like a beacon towering into the clouds, illuminating the haze. Corpses and blood floated on the sea, and more pirates fell into the sea and swam quickly towards the coast.
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