#308 - Chapter 308 Baroque, Nine Snakes, Morgans
On the vast sea, a gentle breeze stirred, causing the water to shimmer.
Many watched the spectacle unfold, but many more harbored anxieties, worried about the fate of the Navy and the safety of Jin An.
"President, according to the current intelligence, things don't look good for the Navy…"
Mr. 1, Daz Bones, stood at the ship's bow, hand shading his eyes as he gazed into the distance. His tone was subdued, but a hint of concern flickered in his eyes.
Crocodile stood beside him, a cold smile playing on his lips. He inhaled the scent of tobacco deeply, then slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke, his gaze fixed on the sea ahead.
"Isn't this perfect? This way, our rescue will make that guy Jin An even more grateful."
His voice was deep, laced with confidence and calculation.
Daz Bones turned to look at Crocodile's confident face, a complex emotion stirring within him.
He understood the man's ambition and what he valued, but he also knew that Crocodile's decisions always had their own logic.
"We're almost there."
Crocodile narrowed his eyes, watching the coastline gradually come into focus. A hint of excitement and anticipation flashed in his eyes.
He had already formulated his plan, ready to appear at a crucial moment and become a key element in this chaos.
The crew members busied themselves adjusting the sails, the ship steadily advancing forward.
The sea breeze fluttered their clothes, and the waves lapped against the ship's hull, emitting a low rumble.
Daz Bones stood at the bow, a trace of determination in his eyes. He knew that the upcoming battle would be exceptionally fierce, but for Crocodile, for their future, they had to give it their all.
Crocodile took a deep breath, looking up at the azure sky, pondering silently.
His plan was meticulous and audacious, and although the risks were significant, the rewards would be immeasurable if successful.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth tilted upward slightly, revealing a confident and cunning smile.
"Get ready, we're about to enter the battlefield."
Crocodile said loudly, his voice filled with an unmistakable excitement.
The waves continued to lap against the hull, bringing with them the briny scent of the sea.
Crocodile stood at the bow, his gaze deep and far-reaching, his heart filled with anticipation.
"Listen… it's the sound of gunfire."
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"We're here!"
Boa Hancock stood at the ship's bow, her eyes fixed on the front, the increasingly clear sound of gunfire echoing in her ears, her eyes flashing with eager light.
The scent of war made her heart race, igniting a strong fighting spirit in her chest.
"Don't get so excited, war is not a game."
Nearby, Marigold stepped forward and gently patted Hancock's shoulder, her tone tinged with a hint of admonishment and concern.
She understood Hancock's eagerness, but she also knew the dangers of the battlefield.
Hancock turned her head, looking at Marigold, the determination in her eyes unwavering.
"This isn't just a war, it's our opportunity."
Her voice was low but full of power, every word revealing her determination.
The crew members of the Kuja Pirates were also gathered on the deck, ready to join the battle at any moment.
They were all elite warriors, tempered by countless battles, each with a look of steadfastness and composure on their faces.
For them, war had long become a habit, but this time, their goal was not just victory, but also to prove themselves.
The ship advanced through the waves, the battle ahead drawing closer, the sound of gunfire deafening.
Hancock stood at the bow, the breeze fluttering her black hair, behind her were her incredibly trusted companions.
She took a deep breath, feeling the scent of battle gradually intensifying.
She knew that a difficult battle awaited them ahead, but she was fearless.
"Sisters, we will fight for our beliefs!"
Hancock raised the bow and arrow in her hand, her voice loud and firm.
Her gaze swept over every crew member, seeing the determination in their eyes, and her heart was filled with strength.
"For Amazon Lily!"
The crew members of the Kuja Pirates responded in unison, their voices full of battle enthusiasm.
The ship cut through the waves, quickly approaching the battlefield.
Hancock's mind was filled with thoughts, she recalled every encounter and every conversation with Jin An.
She knew that this battle was crucial to him, and what she had to do was to do something within her power for him.
"We must win!"
Hancock vowed silently in her heart, her eyes flashing with a firm light.
She had now fully mastered the abilities of the Devil Fruit that Jin An had given her, and now it was her turn to shine.
At this time, if viewed from high altitude, many ships could be seen gradually approaching the G5 branch from all directions.
These ships, with their respective purposes, formed a huge encirclement, as if about to unfold an epic battle.
In the air, a huge airship floated, overlooking the war about to break out through the gaps in the clouds.
On the airship, Morgans held a camera, excitedly recording everything.
"Interesting, as expected, following Jin An always brings big news."
He smirked, a feather pen twirling in his hand, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Morgans was a keen news reporter, he always managed to be in the right place at the right time.
And this time, his intuition once again proved him right.
This battle was not only about the confrontation between the Navy and the pirates, but also involved the future pattern of the 'New World'.
He aimed the camera downwards, the lens capturing the approaching ships, and the warriors who had gathered for their respective beliefs.
Morgans' eyes were focused and sharp, his fingers tapping lightly on the camera's buttons, capturing every important moment.
"This angle is really good, it can completely record the situation of the entire battlefield."
He muttered to himself with satisfaction, already starting to conceive tomorrow's headline news.
He knew that every step following Jin An would not disappoint him.
This mysterious man was always able to stir up huge waves at critical moments, and he, Morgans, would be the first to record these waves.
"What an exciting moment."
He murmured to himself, the image transponder snail in his hand rapidly recording these grand scenes.
His heart was racing, as if fighting alongside the soldiers on the battlefield.
This was not just a war, but a huge news storm, and he was standing in the center of this storm.
"Hope to give me more surprises!"
"I, Big News, will once again shock the world with news!"
And now, the war below is still in full swing.
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