#310 - Chapter 310: One-sided War
The atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly tensed up the moment Kaido and Charlotte Linlin led their pirate armies into the fray.
Kaido, like a rampaging behemoth, sent Navy soldiers flying with his spiked club wherever he went, even cracking the ground beneath him.
Each swing of his club carried devastating power, and the entire battlefield trembled before his wrath.
Charlotte Linlin followed closely behind, her massive blade carving arcs of cold light through the air with terrifying force. Each strike sent several Navy soldiers crashing to the ground.
Charlotte Linlin's smile was cruel and twisted, her eyes gleaming with bloodlust.
The Navy's defenses were as fragile as paper before their onslaught, and the soldiers' resistance seemed futile.
The battlefield was instantly filled with惨烈的 screams and despairing wails.
Kaido and Charlotte Linlin, like two berserk beasts, led their pirate armies forward, unstoppable.
Kuzan's expression darkened as he saw Kaido and Charlotte Linlin join the battle. A hint of gravity flickered in his eyes as he gripped his ice blade tightly.
He then turned and shouted to the Navy soldiers beside him, "You guys handle the ordinary pirates. Don't engage the pirate officers too much."
Jack grinned, sending Kuzan flying with two direct strikes. "Kuzan, are you underestimating me?"
Kuzan halted himself in mid-air, glaring at his opponent.
Kuma also frowned, knowing that the battle would be even more difficult with Kaido and Charlotte Linlin present.
He raised his palm towards the enemy and said in a deep voice:
"Fight individually and分散 their attention!"
Toki also felt intense pressure, her eyes fixed on Kaido and Charlotte Linlin as she quickly thought of a plan.
Dealing with the previous pirates was already tricky enough, and now the addition of two powerful pirates exceeding them in strength only intensified the pressure.
Kaido's spiked club slammed into the ground once more, sending up a cloud of dust and rubble. The surrounding Navy soldiers were sent flying, screaming in agony.
His eyes were filled with rage and a desire for battle, and a bloodthirsty smile crept onto his lips.
"Marines, your end has come!"
Charlotte Linlin's giant blade swung down again, a flash of cold light cutting through the air, and several Navy soldiers fell to the ground.
Her massive figure was like a mobile fortress on the battlefield, unstoppable.
Her face was contorted in a cruel and twisted smile, and her eyes gleamed with endless killing intent.
"You Marines, prepare to meet your deaths!"
Those who were struck flew through the air in arcs before crashing heavily to the ground, blood spraying everywhere, and severed limbs scattered across the ground.
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Kaido and Charlotte Linlin's assault was like an unstoppable torrent, forcing the Marines to continuously tighten their lines.
Fatigue and despair were written on the soldiers' faces, but they still gripped their weapons tightly, doing their best to stop the pirates' advance.
The pirates' attacks were frantic and fearless, like a pack of bloodthirsty beasts trading their lives for the Marines' downfall.
Each attack saw pirates fall into pools of blood, but more pirates would continue the charge over their corpses.
Smoke filled the base, and the sounds of battle were incessant.
The Navy soldiers faced immense psychological pressure against such enemies, each fallen comrade reminding them of the battlefield's cruelty and ruthlessness.
The Navy commanders urgently redeployed their forces, attempting to reduce the soldiers' fatigue through rotations.
However, this also meant that every Navy soldier had to endure the brutal baptism of the battlefield.
Each rotation brought fresh soldiers to the front lines, facing the crazed pirates with unease and fear.
Sweat mixed with blood trickled down the foreheads of the Navy soldiers as they gripped their swords and sabers, their eyes filled with determination.
In a temporary safe zone, some veterans gathered together, their eyes showing the steadfastness of those who had weathered storms and the pity they felt for the new recruits.
Old Soldier John stood in a corner, his gaze sweeping over the new recruits huddled against the wall.
Their faces were covered in fear and tension, and their hands trembled slightly with dread.
John couldn't help but grin, revealing a set of teeth that had been worn down by time.
"Hahaha, this kind of thing is still best left to us veterans."
He said loudly, his voice laced with a hint of jest.
His words drew the attention of the other veterans, who laughed in response, as if laughter could alleviate the heavy atmosphere in this moment of crisis.
"The little ones on their first tour have already been scared silly."
Another veteran, Mike, chimed in, patting a new recruit on the shoulder, hoping to convey some courage through this gesture.
However, the new recruit remained blank-faced, his eyes darting around, unable to meet Mike's gaze.
John looked at these young faces, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.
He remembered his own first time on the battlefield, when he had been just as fearful and uneasy.
However, years of combat experience had taught him how to find a sliver of calm in the face of fear.
He walked up to a new recruit, squatted down, and gently patted the recruit's shoulder with his calloused hand.
"This is nothing. We used to get attacked by pirates every other day. I've missed this kind of thing."
He said casually, trying to ease the new recruits' tension.
"Yeah, we've been through worse battles than this."
Mike echoed, a firm conviction in his eyes.
Although their words were harsh, they actually wanted the new recruits to be rotated onto the battlefield fewer times, giving them more time to adapt and recover.
A new recruit finally couldn't help but ask, "Veterans, aren't you really scared?"
John laughed heartily, his voice echoing in the confined space.
"Of course, we're scared. Who isn't afraid of death? But fear is our enemy. Only by facing it can we become stronger."
He stood up, looked around, his eyes filled with determination.
Mike nodded, adding, "Remember, we're not fighting alone on the battlefield. We have comrades, brothers. As long as we work together, we can definitely defeat the enemy."
As he spoke, he pulled up a new recruit, patted him on the back, and encouraged him to stand up.
The veterans' words and actions gradually eased the new recruits' emotions. Although they were still nervous, their eyes held a bit more courage and determination.
John and Mike exchanged a smile, knowing that these new recruits would eventually become warriors on the battlefield, fighting alongside them.
Just then, new orders came from the front lines, requesting some veterans to reinforce the front.
John and Mike nodded to each other and immediately prepared to depart.
They took one last look at the new recruits, and John shouted, "Remember, face it bravely, we will be victorious!"
The veterans charged towards the front lines, and the new recruits found some strength and courage in their backs.
Although they were still young and inexperienced, a spirit of indomitable combat burned in their hearts, encouraged and supported by the veterans.
Everyone on the battlefield was an indispensable part of this war. They would face the challenges ahead together, defend the base, and protect justice.
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