1565 How To Defeat Them?
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Warrant officer Chu was descending with his left hand on his parachute strap and his right holding his weapon.
And for a moment, he got a few while maneuvering his way closer.
"Ahhhh!~"
Their defeating cross was enough to wake the spirits of the dead from the bottom of Davy Jones's locker.
His heart was firm, and his eyes quick to spot the many ducking for cover.
However, all that came to an end when a bold group of enemies ascended the rooftop of the cabins above the decks.
His eyeballs almost popped out from his eyes, watching them pull back their arrows.
Oh No!
Bang!
He shot a bullet into his parachute, falling into the waters below before the arrows landed their marks.
Boom!
An explosion of water seared far high into the air, causing the scene around there to rain fish.
Phuck!
Several black powder-tubed arrows had landed roughly around the same place, causing a massive wave.
Fortunately, it exploded several feet away from those who fell.
"Halt operations!"
Those in the sky balloons yet to jump, dared not let the remaining marines and soldiers descend.
"Captain, it's too risky! One accidental hit and any of our men will disintegrate into a thousand pieces, beginning fish food easily minced in a can!"
"Dammit! You think I don't know that?" The burly Captain didn't mean to yell. But his emotions were all over the place after seeing just how close several people were to losing their lives.
Watching it all from his binoculars made his body chill. Worse, he did hear a few, maybe 3 or 4 scream in agony before falling into the waters.
The blood...
Oh, No!
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In a flash, the Captain gripped his walkie hard.
"This is Air Command calling in! Water command, do you copy? Position... X, Xx, xxx, xxxx... Injured men in need of attention. I repeat. Injured men in need of attention!"
Instantly, the entire air force and underwater were going haywire.
Of course all this time, the underwater forces have always been close by.
So when they got word, the Navy piloting the ships only left one person in control, rushing to the ejection rooms. Of course, another stayed back, already opening the first aid boxes in preparation.
Son of a b**ch.
It stung like a bee!
Warrant officer Chu had indeed fallen and missed the attacks mid-air.
However, the moment he landed, the enemy also shot at his landing point. And if he didn't abandon his parachute and swim downwards as fast as he could, maybe he would have lost a limb.
For now, this armor had saved him from the impact but still left him with a shoulder wound.
Ahhh!!~
The salty waters mingled and danced their way into his injury, causing a spicy and flaming sensation to tingle his being.
Bloody Hell!
He felt as though someone had reached for his heart and grouped it tightly. It hurt like a mother***ker.
The pain was indescribable, as a part of him felt that if he poked his finger, he would be able to touch his bones with no resistance.
That was how deep the open wound felt!
Under water, his breathing faltered, and his limbs weakened.
The massive yet docile fish around seemed to smell his blood, drawing closer to having a nibble at his flesh.
He was lucky he was this close to the shores. Or who knows what other creatures would snatch him?
Of course, being this close to the shores didn't mean there weren't any dangerous ones that could swim into this Harbor zone.
Get back! Get back!
He waved his uninjured left arm, ready to shoot down any fish that dared to test his patience.
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Can't breathe... Can't breathe...
He felt his body grow weaker by the second. But even then, he dare not head up, inky to get his brains blown out.
There might be a chance that the 1st and 2nd group of parachuters that successfully landed might've already taken down these dangerous archers.
However, until sure, he wouldn't be stupid to swim back up the same way he fell.
No! He had to swim far away before poking his head out.
It's just that his plan was good, but his body was at its limit. And when he thought he might die at sea, his heat vision goggles picked up a red-yellowish human silhouette swimming his way.
Warrant officer Chu finally let out a smile amid his pain.
Saved!...
His previous comrades always had his back. Now, he could rest easy knowing he would get to live another day.
All for one, one for all!
Got you!
The incoming swimmer carefully trapped his waist while also putting a strange pipe in his mouth.
The pipe was not too long, roughly the same size as 2 fingers conjoined together.
However, once the upper seal on the pipe gets broken, 2 pumps of oxygen would be released into the victim's mouth.
In situations like these when they couldn't very well carry so many massive oxygen tanks around when trying to save everyone, these little gizmos could sustain those out of breath for a while until they swam back towards the submarine.
Chu took in 2 pumps, suddenly feeling alive as the oxygen quickly rushed to his brain. And all this time, he was in a hazy daze while being taken to the submarines.
Bam!
The water drained from the chamber, and the navy officer left Chu to another in charge of first aid. As for him, he was going back out there to rescue some more!
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Aboard the ship, one-nipple Hopkins couldn't believe his eyes.
Even after their counterattack, these Baymardians still had them crawling for mercy?
Assholes!
Hopkins crawled amidst the chaos, watching the turmoil from behind another lifeless body.
Typically, he would be even out fighting by now. But for an enemy as mysterious and deadly as these, he first had to understand their skills.
How to defeat them?
He stayed hidden, observing when best to strike. Unfortunately, he was spotted faster than he anticipated.
Over there!!
Lieutenant Adam rolled to the side, ending on one knee like a spy and shooting with a straight face. He had just spotted Hopkins but had to kill many to get to him.
Target spotted. His preferred goal was to take Hopkins alive!
But why Hopkins? Easy. The drones captured Hopkins' closeness to Red Beard during their 'secret' sailing to Baymard's shores.
~Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang!
Chac!... Chac!...
Out of bullets.
The enemy seemed to notice, wanting to take him out fast. But maybe because they saw him rely too much on the weapons in his hands, they forgot he was still a trained enemy warrior/soldier.
Pah!
He planted his feet on another's lower neck while cupping his hands and punching a few backward.
"Iron Fist!"
Bam!
The few were taken aback before giving Adam a 2nd look. Their I.Q we're back online. And they felt this battle style familiar.
Yes!
If the enemy was coming at them with those strange, mysterious black sticks, what were they supposed to do? No matter how much they tried, even when dodging, they could evade at most 60% of whatever attack was coming their way.
They had never dealt with any weapon with such an incredible speed.
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Arrows had their speed, hidden weapons had their speed... And all these more or less relied on initial human strength.
But these weapons the Baymardians held were just too bizarre.
Typically, they could even see an arrow or hidden weapon mid-air post-launch. However, they squinted as much as they could to no avail, unable to see the sorcery that left these black sticks.
So yes... Though they hated to admit it, their Almighty Morg selves were helpless against these mysterious weapons.
But now, with the weapons out of their way, wasn't this their ball game?
They didn't believe any empire or continent could have better hand-to-hand combat as Morgany.
Again, who says they had to play fair?
They had allowed the enemy to shoot with his magical weapon much as he pleased. So wasn't this their turn to take out their own 'magical weapons' too?
Heh!
They reached for their sleeves, taking hold of several crow weapons.
These were small hidden weapons, sometimes the size of tiny, razor-sharp discs. And other times, it was structured similarly to a 3 or 4-bladed fan, smaller than one's palms.
'This is what you get for going against Baymard!'
1 2, 3...
Flick!
The discs flew into the air, driving towards their target with murderous intent.
So fast!
Adam used his body shield and arms to deflect them all.
Gear protection!
He kept his arms together, covering his face and twisting his body in a manner that used his arm and full body shield to deflect these hidden weapons.
And of course, he launched several attacks of his own too.
What? Who said only they were allowed to use hidden weapons?
Pepper Spray!
Taser mode!
After giving them a taste of these, he swiftly loaded his guns and continued his saga, making his way to Hopkins.
As for Red Beard's situation down on Baymard shores... It was even more chaotic.
