#687 - Chapter 487: The war is not over yet, the chaos is still spreading

The World Government's schemes have failed once again, and the once-unbeatable behemoth is gradually showing cracks in its successive defeats.

However, this does not signify the end of the battle.

On the contrary, the aftermath of the defeat has stirred up an even greater storm on this sea.

The flames of war have not been extinguished, and chaos continues to spread.

Under the strong blows of the New Navy and the Navy, the World Government has lost its absolute control over the sea, but this area has not returned to peace.

Pirates from all over the world have already become restless, and greed and fear are intertwined into a chaotic vortex, plunging the entire world into unprecedented turmoil.

In a certain sea area, a damaged pirate ship is floating in the waves, and the deck is full of scarred pirates.

They gasped for breath, looking around with frightened eyes, as if enemies might rush out at any moment to tear them apart.

"Damn it... why did it become like this..."

A pirate with a face full of blood murmured, his fingers clutching the broken planks, his eyes full of fear.

"The New Navy is too strong..."

Another pirate said in a low voice, with a hint of tremor in his voice,

"We originally thought that we could seize a territory of our own while the World Government was weakened... but now... now there is nowhere to escape!"

The pirates looked at each other, their eyes full of unease and anger.

They were once the hunters in this sea, but now, they have become the hunted.

At the same time, in another sea area, a cruel naval battle is being staged.

Several pirate ships are besieging an island that originally belonged to the World Government, and artillery fire blooms in the night, stirring up a sky of fire.

After the collapse of world order, various pirate forces seized the opportunity to expand, trying to divide the remaining interests of the "old era."

"Quick! Their defense line is about to collapse!"

A pirate with a face full of horizontal flesh waved a large knife, leading a group of fanatical subordinates to charge.

"Hahaha!

To hell with the World Government, to hell with the New Navy!

This sea belongs to us!"

Another pirate laughed wildly, not caring that his blood had stained his clothes red.

Some of these people were rebels who had been oppressed by the World Government, and some were just thugs who took advantage of the chaos.

No matter what their purpose, at this moment, their eyes were only filled with madness and desire.

The pirates became restless, and the whole world fell into chaos.

Although the New Navy and the Navy joined forces, no matter how strong they were, they could not completely suppress these scattered rioters in a short period of time.

Whenever they pacified an area, a new war would break out in another sea area, and the world was like a volcano, constantly spewing out new disasters.

At the Navy Headquarters, Marineford, Sengoku stared at the world map in front of him, his brows furrowed.

"No matter how many pirates we wipe out, new pirates will always emerge."

He said in a deep voice, his voice revealing a hint of undisguised fatigue,

"After the collapse of the World Government, the beasts on this sea have gone mad."

Sakazuki, who was standing aside, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his tone was full of murderous intent:

"These pirates are taking advantage of the chaos, they are just a bunch of locusts!

They must be completely wiped out, otherwise this world will never be peaceful!"

Borsalino narrowed his eyes slightly and said lazily:

"Hmm... it's a pity, they won't obediently wait for us to clean them up."

"The key is..."

An officer said worriedly,

"We not only have to deal with these pirates, but also guard against the remaining forces of the World Government... they will definitely not let it go."

The entire command room fell into silence, and everyone knew that the sea today was no longer the world they used to know.

In the New Navy's command room, Jin was also staring at the sea chart, his eyes like knives.

They had won a crucial victory, but the war was far from over.

This battle was no longer a simple duel between two armies, but a great cleansing that swept the entire world.

The New Navy's goal was not only to defeat the World Government, but also to completely change the rules of this world.

And now, they were far from reaching the end.

Jin slowly clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Notify all departments, all members are on alert, our battle... has only just begun."

"..."

Even though the whole world was still turbulent and the pirate riots were still spreading, the New Navy still had to maintain a high degree of vigilance.

But Jin knew that people were not machines, and being in a state of tension for a long time would only lead to the collapse of the troops.

Therefore, he formulated a strict rotation system to ensure that all soldiers could get adequate rest during high-pressure battles.

"Has the patrol changed shifts?"

"Report sir, the second batch has taken over the post, and the first batch of soldiers are resting."

"Very good."

Jin nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the soldiers who were organizing their equipment on the deck in the distance.

Their faces were full of fatigue, but they still did not slack off in the slightest.

The New Navy's discipline was built on combat experience, and every soldier understood that if they could not guarantee adequate rest, then they might be the next to fall when the next battle came.

On the other side of the camp, the wounded soldiers were receiving treatment.

Some of the lightly wounded had returned to work, while the seriously wounded were arranged in the medical area to receive examination and care from doctors.

The air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant, mixed with the bloody smell of war, which made people frown.

"You guys, rest well, don't think about holding on."

A military doctor said in a cold voice while bandaging a soldier's arm,

"Don't think you're made of iron. If you survive this battle, you'll have to fight the next one."

"Haha, understood, understood."

A soldier with his arm wrapped in bandages grinned,

"But if the superiors don't rest, how can we little soldiers be embarrassed to lie down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandage in the military doctor's hand suddenly tightened a little, causing him to gasp for air in pain.

"Hiss——!!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the superiors' job is to command, and our job is to execute."

The military doctor rolled his eyes unhappily,

"And do you really think they are slacking off?

Those in charge of commanding have been so tired that they have no time to sleep."

Yes, where do those high-level officials in charge of commanding have time to rest?

Jin, Kuzan, Whitebeard, Dragon, Enel... these people were running around on the battlefield. Wherever they were needed, there they were.

They were not like ordinary soldiers who could take turns resting. They were the pillars of the New Navy's steel fortress, and no link could be relaxed.

Jin stood at the highest point of the warship, overlooking everything below.

He knew that he had to ensure that every soldier could rest, but he was not qualified to enjoy such treatment.

He moved his shoulders slightly, feeling a burst of soreness.

Prolonged command, fighting, and sleepless thinking about strategies had gradually put his body into a state of overdraft.

However, he still looked calm and his eyes were sharp.

"You haven't closed your eyes for many days."

A voice came from behind.

Jin turned around and saw Kuzan standing there with his arms folded, leaning lazily against the deck railing, and said casually:

"Do you want to consider taking a break?

If you continue like this, you will die of exhaustion on the battlefield."

Jin smiled faintly and shook his head:

"I'll talk about it when the situation in this sea area stabilizes."

Kuzan sighed helplessly:

"You can't do this, commander."

He narrowed his eyes, with a hint of teasing in his tone,

"Don't forget, the 'New Navy' organization is not just supported by you alone."

"I know."

Jin looked into the distance, his eyes steady and his tone firm,

"But as long as this world has not truly stabilized, I cannot stop."

Kuzan shrugged:

"Okay, you can do whatever you want to yourself.

But——"

He paused, his eyes swept over the soldiers who were resting below, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"At least you take good care of them."

Jin was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

He was not a god and could not guarantee that everyone would survive, but he could at least make sure that they had a chance to breathe before risking their lives.

Even if this war was far from over, even if they were facing the choice between life and death every day, as long as there was a little time, he was willing to leave a trace of breathing space for his soldiers.

Even if they were about to throw themselves back into the battlefield the next moment.

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