#303 - Chapter 303 Sleepless Night
Countless pirate shipwrecks floated on the sea.
Broken planks, scorched canvas, and fragments of ships sinking to the bottom of the sea seemed to silently narrate the tragic battle that had just taken place.
The cries for help and screams of pain from the pirates rose and fell, intertwined in the chaos of the battlefield, creating a miserable scene.
Despite this, the pirates did not flinch.
Their eyes were filled with madness and determination as they gripped their weapons, roared, and charged towards the G5 branch's defenses.
Each pirate seemed to have lost the concept of life and death, only thinking about charging forward and attacking at all costs.
"Charge! Kill all the marines!"
A burly pirate waved a huge axe, leading the charge.
His face was covered in blood, and his eyes were red with anger.
He roared as he swung his axe, cleaving through any obstacles in his path.
Under his leadership, the pirates surged towards the G5 branch's fortifications like a tide.
The roar of artillery fire continued unabated, and the shockwaves from the explosions shook the entire battlefield.
But even so, the pirates continued to advance, without the slightest hesitation.
The G5 branch's defenses gradually crumbled under the pirates' concentrated fire.
The solid walls were riddled with countless breaches under the continuous bombardment, with rubble flying and dust billowing.
The marines on the wall fought desperately, but facing the tide of enemies, the defense line seemed precarious.
"Hold on! Don't let them break through the line!"
A marine commander ordered loudly, his voice particularly firm amidst the roar of the artillery fire.
The blade in his hand was already stained with blood, but he did not waver and continued to direct his men in defense.
The marine soldiers on the wall resisted with all their might, using guns, cannons, swords, and even their own bodies to block the pirates' attacks.
Each marine soldier's face was filled with determination and resolve, understanding the meaning of this battle and knowing that they had to hold this line.
A young marine soldier gripped his rifle tightly, sweat streaming down his forehead.
His hand trembled slightly, but the determination in his eyes did not waver.
He aimed forward, pulled the trigger, and a bullet accurately struck a charging pirate.
The pirate fell in response, but more enemies immediately filled his gap.
A marine soldier in armor waved his long sword, blocking an attack from a pirate.
They engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat at the breach in the wall.
Swords clashed, and sparks flew.
Although the marine soldier's physical strength was approaching its limit, each of his slashes was filled with determination, eventually repelling the pirate.
However, there were simply too many pirates, and the marines' defenses were gradually compressed under the fierce onslaught.
Breaches were further torn open, and more pirates poured in.
"They're about to break through!"
A marine soldier shouted in terror, his voice filled with hoarseness.
Just then, Kuzan strode to the front line, ice power gathering in his hand.
His eyes were cold and stern as he faced the surging pirates, unafraid.
With a wave of his hand, ice instantly covered a large area, freezing the charging pirates into ice sculptures.
"Maintain formation, do not retreat a single step!"
Kuzan's voice was like cold steel, echoing throughout the battlefield.
The marine soldiers were encouraged, regained their spirits, and continued to fight desperately.
They knew that this battle was not only about their own lives and deaths but also about the safety of the entire G5 branch.
On the battlefield, blood and fire intertwined, despair and hope collided.
Everyone's heart burned with a desire for victory, and in this chaos and cruelty, they did their best to meet the challenges of fate.
On the battlefield in front of Kuzan, ice sculptures were scattered across the field.
The ice blocked the pirates' attack routes, forming a temporary barrier.
These ice sculptures were his masterpieces, each one having been a ferocious pirate, instantly frozen in their attacking poses, as if time had been frozen.
Kuzan's breathing was slightly rapid, but his eyes remained cold and stern, staring intently at the constantly surging enemies in front of him.
Although he had frozen a large number of pirates, the endless stream of enemies continued to pour in, seemingly inexhaustible.
He understood in his heart that although these ice sculptures could temporarily block the pirates' advance, they were still a drop in the bucket for this vast battlefield.
The pirates quickly bypassed the ice sculptures and launched another fierce attack on the G5 branch.
Kuzan gritted his teeth and once again gathered the power of ice in his hands.
With a sudden wave, the ice instantly spread, freezing a large area of pirates in front of him.
However, he knew that the real experts on the pirates' side had not yet made their move.
"Don't let them break through!"
Kuzan shouted loudly, his voice filled with unquestionable determination.
The marine soldiers behind him were encouraged and continued to resist with all their might.
Kuzan waved his arm again, and the power of ice erupted from his fingertips, instantly freezing a large group of pirates.
Not far behind him, a young marine soldier gripped his spear tightly, aiming at a charging pirate.
His hand trembled slightly, but his eyes were firm.
He pulled the trigger, and the bullet accurately hit its target, knocking the pirate down.
However, more enemies immediately filled the gap and continued to charge forward.
Kuzan looked at these soldiers fighting to the death, and a complex emotion rose in his heart.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, concentrated his mind, and continued to unleash the power of ice.
"Must not let them break through!"
Kuzan whispered to himself again, his hands quickly gathering the power of ice.
The cold air permeated around him, gradually forming a solid ice wall, blocking the pirates' attack.
The noise on the battlefield was incessant, the pirates' roars, the roar of artillery fire, and the shouts of the marine soldiers intertwined, forming a chaotic ocean of sound.
Kuzan's ears seemed to be filled only with the sound of battle and his own rapid breathing, and he forced himself to concentrate his mind, not allowing any enemy to break through the line.
Just then, he felt a warm force coming from behind him.
Kuma's figure appeared beside him, and the huge paw in his hand instantly struck forward, knocking away a large group of pirates.
Kuma said calmly, "Let's go together, don't let them break through."
Kuzan nodded, and the two fought side by side, with ice and shockwaves intertwined, forming an unbreakable line of defense.
Although the enemies were still coming in an endless stream, Kuzan and Kuma's cooperation allowed them to temporarily stabilize the situation.
The clamor of battle continued, Kuzan and Kuma fought hard on the front lines, and the other marine soldiers also fought to the death in their respective positions.
This night was destined to be a sleepless night, and everyone was contributing to this battle in their own way, believing that the final victory would belong to them.
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