#667 - Chapter 667: If We Want to Fight, Leave No Room for Them
On another warship decorated with candy colors, Perospero, the remnant leader of the Big Mom Pirates, was elegantly licking a candy cane scepter, a sinister smile on his face.
Although his pirate ship looked flashy, every pirate standing on the deck was an elite member of the former Big Mom Pirates, armed with weapons, with grim expressions, and eyes full of vengeful fury.
Perospero looked at the distant sea and chuckled to his subordinates beside him:
“Heh heh heh~ Let them be arrogant as they please, let these fanatics rush to the front.
Our real plan isn't just a head-on confrontation.”
He reached out and slowly drew across the sea chart, pointing to several areas marked in red, which were the planned routes of the Neo-Navy and the Navy.
His smile became even more sinister:
“Once these fools drag the enemy into the battlefield, we'll circle around to the flank and stage the most perfect bloody hunt.”
His subordinates all grinned knowingly, licking their blades, their eyes full of bloodthirsty excitement.
Under the night sky, the entire sea echoed with the pirates' wild laughter, their voices deafening, like devils from hell announcing the imminent bloody slaughter.
Someone on the deck began to beat a war drum, the muffled drumbeats accompanied by the lapping of the waves, as if the whole world was dancing to this violent rhythm.
Some pirates began to sing war songs, melodies belonging to plunderers, every lyric praising robbery, slaughter, and endless wealth.
Some drew their long knives and competed with each other on the deck, sparks flying between the colliding blades,
Some even directly chopped down their companions because of the competition, but the surrounding people not only did not stop it but also issued more fanatical cheers—
This is the world of pirates, the law of the jungle, only the strong can survive on the battlefield!
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“Almost there! We're almost there!”
In the distance, the faint light on the horizon could be vaguely seen, which was the direction of the Neo-Navy fleet.
The fanatical atmosphere instantly reached its peak, every pirate's blood was boiling, they knew that the real battle was about to begin!
Gran raised his battle axe and waved it fiercely towards the sky, roaring:
“Brothers! Tonight, we are not escaping, but reclaiming the era that belongs to us!”
“Kill them all! Let the Neo-Navy see the anger of us pirates!”
With his roar, the entire fleet erupted with deafening shouts, countless torches were lit, illuminating the sea, like will-o'-the-wisps in the night, opening the prelude to the upcoming bloody battle.
This night, the fanatics grinned hideously, their blades were drawn, and darkness surged.
The Neo-Navy and Navy warships waited quietly in the distance, and this pirate alliance, like a flood that had burst its banks, swept towards them...
The sea was silent, and dark clouds churned, as if the whole world was holding its breath for the upcoming war.
The Neo-Navy's flagship “Dawn” floated quietly on the sea, but the deck was a scene of orderly busyness.
Soldiers loaded shells into the cannons, technicians checked the warship's power systems, and everyone's eyes showed a stern calmness, like a fully drawn bowstring, waiting for the order to strike a fatal blow.
In the flagship's operations command room, Jin An stood with his hands behind his back, on the huge nautical chart behind him, the pirate alliance's route had been clearly marked.
The dim light shone on his face, and a hint of meaningful smile was hidden between his sharp eyebrows and eyes.
His gaze slowly swept over the battle report on the table, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a bit of戏谑.
“Finally here.”
Whitebeard sat at the other end of the long table, with a familiar smile on his lips, his hands folded in front of his chest, his whole person calm and composed, as if the great war was not about to befall them.
He glanced at Jin An and laughed heartily:
“Gura rara ra… these pirates, as expected, couldn't help it.”
“Yes.”
Marco crossed his arms, speaking leisurely,
“However, this time the enemy is not just ordinary pirates, but also that group of old foxes from the World Government.”
“That's right.”
Kuzan leaned lazily against the wall, his hands in his pockets, and a cigar that had not yet been lit in his mouth,
“Although the pirate alliance seems to be a mob, under the promotion of the World Government, they are not so easy to be disintegrated.
At least in the first wave of engagement, they will show their strongest offensive as much as possible.”
Jin An nodded lightly, his gaze still as calm as water.
He spoke slowly:
“That's good.
Our goal is not just to defeat them, but to completely solve the remnants of the pirate era.
This time, we will not give them any chance to turn over.”
Whitebeard grinned upon hearing this, clenched his fist, and a powerful domineering aura emerged between his knuckles:
“Since we are going to fight, don't leave any room.”
Just as they were talking, a Neo-Navy intelligence officer hurried into the command room, holding the latest intelligence file in his hand, with a solemn expression.
“Report!
Confirmed that the main force of the pirate alliance has officially set sail!
The number is more than two hundred warships, including the remnants of the Big Mom Pirates, the Elbaf Pirates, and other large and small pirate groups gathered from all over the world!
Their route is consistent with our previous predictions, and the target is directly at our main fleet with the Navy!”
As the intelligence officer's voice fell, the atmosphere in the command room became more dignified, but Jin An's face still wore a faint smile.
He slowly took the battle report, glanced at it, and smiled softly:
“Very good, their actions are indeed within our plan.”
“Then, let's begin.”
He raised his head, his eyes as sharp as knives,
“Deploy according to the original tactics.”
With Jin An's order, the Neo-Navy's battle plan was quickly launched.
The major warships began to adjust their formations, tactical commanders loudly issued orders on the deck, and the soldiers quickly returned to their positions, ready for battle.
The cannons had already been aimed at the planned battle area, and snipers occupied favorable positions, waiting for the enemy to enter their range.
Whitebeard stood on the deck, facing the sea breeze, looking at the distant rolling waves, a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes:
“This sea has been stained with dirty blood for too long…
Today, let us clean it up.”
Marco stood aside, gently moving his neck, and smiled:
“Dad, you're still so direct.”
“Hmph,”
Whitebeard snorted coldly,
“The era of pirates is over, but they themselves are unwilling to admit it, then we will help them admit it.”
Kuzan stood aside, pondered for a while looking at the dark clouds in the distance, and then gently exhaled:
“After the battle starts, I will be responsible for freezing their retreat route, so that they have nowhere to escape.”
Jin An nodded slightly upon hearing this:
“Very good, our goal is not to let them escape, but to let them be completely buried here.”
His voice was cold and firm, like the grim reaper's judgment about to fall.
In the distance, the pirate alliance's warships had gradually entered the Neo-Navy's reconnaissance range, and the pirates' wild laughter came with the sea breeze, as if mocking the upcoming battle.
But on the Neo-Navy's fleet, there was no panic, only a calm and森然 killing intent.
The battle is about to begin.
The Neo-Navy is ready to welcome this storm—and completely swallow it!
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