Chapter 667: If We Want to Fight, Leave No Room for Maneuver

On another battleship decorated with candy colors, Perospero, the remnant leader of the Big Mom Pirates, was licking the candy scepter gracefully with a sinister smile on his face.

Although his pirate ship looks fancy, every pirate standing on the deck is an elite from the former Big Mom Pirates. They hold weapons, have ferocious faces, and their eyes are filled with rage for revenge.

Perospero looked at the sea in the distance, chuckled and said to his men beside him:

"Hehehe~ Let them be as arrogant as they want, let these lunatics rush to the front as much as they want.

Our real plan is not just a head-on fight."

He stretched out his hand and slowly moved it across the nautical chart, pointing to several areas marked in red, which were the planned routes for the new navy and the navy.

His smile became more sinister:

"When these idiots drag the enemy into the battlefield, we will go around to the flank and have the most perfect bloody hunt."

His men all smiled knowingly, licked their blades, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

Under the cover of night, the entire sea was resounding with the pirates' wild laughter. Their voices were deafening, like evil spirits from hell announcing the impending bloody massacre.

Someone on the deck was beating a war drum. The dull drumbeats accompanied by the beating of the waves seemed as if the whole world was beating to this violent rhythm.

Some pirates began to sing war songs loudly. It was the melody of plunderers, and every word of the lyrics praised plunder, killing and endless wealth.

Some drew their long swords and fought on the deck, sparks flew from the collision of the blades.

Some people even chopped down their companions because of the dispute over victory or defeat, but the people around them not only did not stop them, but instead cheered even more enthusiastically -

This is the world of pirates, where the strong prey on the weak and only the strong can survive on the battlefield!

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"Almost there! We're almost there!"

In the distance, a faint light can be seen on the horizon, which is the direction of the new naval fleet.

The fanatical atmosphere reached its peak in an instant. The blood of every pirate was boiling. They knew that the real battle was about to begin!

Gran raised his battle axe, swung it violently toward the sky, and roared:

"Brothers! Tonight, we are not trying to escape, but to take back the era that belongs to us!"

"Kill them all! Let the new navy see the wrath of us pirates!"

As he roared, the entire fleet erupted in deafening shouts, and countless torches were lit, illuminating the sea, like will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night, marking the beginning of the upcoming bloody battle.

That night, the lunatics laughed ferociously, sharp swords were drawn, and darkness surged.

The warships of the New Navy and the Navy were quietly waiting in the distance, and this pirate coalition, like a flood that broke through a dam, swept towards them...

The sea was silent and dark clouds rolled, as if the whole world was holding its breath for the coming war.

The new navy's flagship, the Dawn, floated quietly on the sea, but the deck was bustling with activity in an orderly manner.

The soldiers loaded shells into the cannons, the technicians checked the battleship's power system, and everyone's eyes revealed a solemn calm, like a fully drawn bowstring, waiting for the order to deliver a fatal blow.

In the flagship's combat command room, Jin An stood with his hands behind his back. On the huge nautical chart behind him, the route of the pirate coalition had been clearly marked.

The dim light shone on his face, and there was a meaningful smile hidden between his sharp eyebrows.

His eyes slowly swept across the battle report on the table, the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a hint of teasing.

"finally come."

Whitebeard sat at the other end of the long table with a familiar smile on his face and his hands folded in front of his chest. He looked calm and composed, as if the war was not about to start between them.

He glanced at Jin An and said with a hearty smile:

"Gulala... these pirates can't help themselves after all."

"Yes."

Marco crossed his arms and said in a leisurely tone,

"However, the enemies this time are not just ordinary pirates, but also those old foxes from the World Government."

"Yes."

Kuzan leaned lazily against the wall, his hands in his pockets, an unlit cigar in his mouth.

“Although the Pirate Alliance may seem like a mob, they are not so easy to be dismantled under the impetus of the World Government.

At least in the first wave of confrontation, they will show the strongest offensive possible."

Jin An nodded gently, his eyes still as calm as water.

He spoke slowly:

“That’s perfect.

Our goal is not only to defeat them, but also to completely eliminate the remnants of the pirate era.

This time, we will not give them any chance to turn things around."

Upon hearing this, Whitebeard grinned and clenched his fists. A strong aura emerged between his knuckles:

"Since we are going to fight, don't leave any room for others."

While they were talking, a new navy intelligence officer hurried into the command room, holding a latest intelligence document in his hand and looking solemn.

"Report!

Confirmed that the main force of the Pirate Alliance has officially set sail!

There are more than two hundred warships, including the remnants of the Big Mom Pirates, the Egvitan Pirates, and other large and small pirate groups summoned from all over the place!

Their route is consistent with what we speculated before, and their target is directly aimed at our main fleet and the navy's main fleet!"

After the intelligence officer finished speaking, the atmosphere in the command room became more solemn, but Jin An still had a faint smile on his face.

He slowly took the battle report, took a look at it, and smiled softly:

"Very good, their actions are indeed in line with our plan."

"Then, let's get started."

He raised his head, his eyes sharp as a knife,

"Deploy according to the original tactics."

With Jin'an's order, the new navy's combat plan was quickly implemented.

The major warships began to adjust their formations. The tactical commander shouted orders on the deck, and the soldiers quickly returned to their positions and prepared for battle.

Artillery fire was already aimed at the intended combat area, and snipers took up advantageous positions, awaiting the moment the enemy came within range.

Whitebeard stood on the deck, facing the sea breeze, looking at the gradually rolling waves in the distance, a hint of fighting spirit emerged in his eyes:

"This sea has been tainted by dirty blood for too long...

Let’s clean it up today.”

Marco stood aside, gently stretched his neck, and smiled:

"Dad, you are still so direct."

"Humph,"

Whitebeard snorted coldly.

"The era of pirates is over, but they don't want to admit it, so we will help them admit it."

Kuzan stood aside, looking at the dark clouds in the distance, thinking for a moment, and then he exhaled softly:

"After the battle begins, I will be responsible for freezing their retreat routes, leaving them with nowhere to escape."

Jin An nodded slightly when he heard this:

"Very good. Our goal is not to let them escape, but to make them die here completely."

His voice was cold and firm, like the judgment of death that was about to fall.

In the distance, the warships of the pirate coalition have gradually entered the reconnaissance range of the new navy. The pirates' wild laughter came with the sea breeze, as if mocking the upcoming battle.

But on the New Navy's fleet, there was no panic, only a calm and sinister murderous intent.

The battle is about to begin.

The new navy is ready to meet the storm - and swallow it up completely!

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