Body 0588 Setting Sun

Scavengers in the dark night

The setting sun is like blood.

The chase on the sea stopped temporarily, there was no wind or sail, no ship breaking the waves, only a dull and dull echo, intermittent and capricious.

It was gunshots.

The gunshots of maritime commuting are like drums, or like iron needles with the thickness of drumsticks. The sharp tip of the needle pierces the screams of death, creating a tragic doomsday picture scroll.

The picture scroll is called "Clean the Battlefield".

Bang... bang bang... bang... bang...

No useful rhythm can be heard in the gunfire echoing on the surface of the sea. Such a sound cannot be listened carefully. Once indulged in it, people will easily shake on the board of the ship and then fall into the sea while wiping the ship’s rail.

Les stepped across the boat board with fear, new deerskin boots stepped on the slippery blood and minced meat, feeling the sticky and soft feedback.

"It's like stepping in the throat of some monster..." He stuck his tongue out disgustingly, and walked to Harry with restraint. "Major, these people are really businessmen?"

Harry swept over his cold eyes and said softly: "It's not the first time you have dealt with them. You should have known that they are the most bloodthirsty group of people on this sea."

"Uh... I didn't mean that." Les Dance started thinking for a long time. "The three-minute tactics, I thought it was to attack the deck in three minutes, there must be a **** battle, who knows..."

"The fundamental purpose of tactics is to effectively kill and wound." Harry interrupted Rice. "Whether it is to instigate, lure the enemy, or force attack, they are all means to achieve the goal. Although I don't understand naval warfare, I Guess this tactic of boarding is probably more than just bluffing."

Bang!

The **** door beside him was kicked open, and Leif walked out of the cabin dripping blood, baring his mouthful of white teeth at Harry.

"Unexpectedly, you are much smarter than your attendant, landlady." He laughed loudly. "Three minutes to pick up the ship is to initiate a pick up within three minutes. If there are fewer people on the deck, you will attack, and if there are more people on the deck, you will wash the ground. The ocean is not like that. With so many twists and turns on the land, we only choose the most effective method. Anyway, if people are killed, they will die."

Harry bowed silently to Leif.

Leif smiled more happily, abandoning the Army duo and walked to the center of the deck in a few strides: "Boys, how can there be people who haven't surrendered?"

"The whole ship surrendered, the charge was long, and a total of 33 live ones were picked up!" a sailor replied loudly.

"Five people are assigned to watch the prisoners, and the remaining people should hurry up to clean the deck and notify the captain to receive the ship!"

"Yes!"

The deck suddenly became lively.

The blood-stained stormtroopers walked out of the cabin with a mop. The shooters holding guns replaced each complete head and chest with short guns. Leif kicked the collapsing artillery of the gun cart into the sea and crouched on the command card. Ao took someone to clean the inner cabin.

Obviously it was a scene of blood and hell, but Drake's sailors did it to overflow the prosperity of the sub-factory, and their energetic screams were even more contagious than the wailings of dying suffering.

Les couldn't help being clever: "This is probably the most motivated corpse squad I have ever seen..."

"The cold-blooded capital." Harry said in a low voice, "In addition to cold-blooded, the characteristics of capital have reality. We are being marginalized... If we no longer show our value, I am worried that we will soon lose our partner status. Unconsciously turned into cannon fodder."

Les was taken aback: "No? Although we really can't do much on the boat, we still have a lieutenant colonel on the shore..."

"Hey! Who on earth lost our greatest advantage?" Harry said with a black face. "The indefatigable idiot, the motivated idiot, thanks to his blessing, we can't use Drake as cannon fodder. Come on. Now, retribution!"

Lorraine quickly received the signal to receive the captured ship. The time was about 10 to 15 minutes after the launch of the connection. The speed was very fast. According to the information returned, the stormtrooper boarding ship had only 2 minor injuries. The price paid is minimal.

The biggest contributor to the victory was the gun bay. According to incomplete statistics, more than 100 people were killed directly by the full shotgun that approached the full ship, and a similar number of people were injured, varying in severity.

The only work of the stormtroopers after receiving the ship is to make up the knife and put out the fire. In the process, they broke through the only three cabins that organized resistance. Kao hacked one to death, and Leif frightened one to death. The above is almost the same. The whole process of field connection.

All in all, the rate of return is very high...

It’s a pity that it will take at least two hours to officially receive the battleship, because it is getting dark and the ship is too dirty. It is inhumane to let the sailors walk on a strange ship with black lights. It is particularly prone to non-combat damage, and extra care should be added. expenditure.

Lorraine calculated the small account in his heart, raised his head and asked the sailor who came to report: "Captain Eriksson has captured 33 live pirates?"

"Yes, Captain! We have searched the entire ship to ensure that there are no omissions."

"Is the assault boat on board still usable?"

"One is fairly complete, the other was shattered by a shotgun." The sailor regretted.

"Really..." Lorraine shrugged, "Considering that there is still a battle mission next, solicit the opinions of the prisoners as soon as possible."

"They can choose to drive away the assault boat, or they can choose to be hanged on the side of the ship. We will provide two barrels of rum sprinkles and a few sailor knives for the boat in accordance with the piracy code. Personal belongings are not allowed to be taken."

The sailor opened his mouth.

"By the way, give them half an hour to think about it, don't waste too much time."

"Yes."

The sun has sunk very low...

Lorraine looked at the sunset with only half of his face left, and just wanted to organize more people to join the cleaning of the Virgin Cigar. Suddenly, he heard the roar from the north, Edley rushed over from the poop.

"Captain! Emergency!"

"What's wrong?"

"The southern battlefield is escalating, the Vader crisis! Ms. Debo and Tactician Han Ji suggest that you give up the Virgin Cigar immediately. If you don't hurry up, the Black Prince Bellamy is probably dead!"

…

The situation of the battle turned around in an instant, and even if it was not good whether it was turning for the better or for the worse.

The Valkyrie seamen quickly gathered together, even Leif and Kao, who presided over the overall situation on the Virgin Cigar.

Catalina stood in front of the chart and reported the information she had seen in the observation room.

"Before and after we were connected with the Virgin Cigar, the Vader charged the Hounds fleet. Because this charge was similar to most of the previous charges for more than an hour, the lookout did not warn."

"But in the previous assault, the Vader would change direction at close range every time, searching for a vantage point for shelling, and this time..."

She raised the pointer to draw a narrow arc on the chart, from the position of the Vader to the center of the hound regiment.

"She rammed in and was embedded between Brig and a fifth-class Galen. The three ships of the Hounds had difficulty moving because of insufficient spacing. After the Vida rammed in, the four ships were almost completely attached to each other. ."

Following Catalina’s instructions, Favna marked on the chart, [Galen A, Vader, Brig, Galen B], the four ships crossed the ship and were closely connected.

"Vida shelled on both sides of the ship, Galen A and Brig fired back with artillery immediately after the shelling of the Vida. The three ships caught fire to varying degrees, and because they were too close to each other, they caused the fire to spread."

"I can't determine whether it was martyred!" Catalina took a deep breath. "A big explosion was observed on the deck of the Vader. Three masts collapsed in different directions. The collapsed masts completely entangled the four ships, and then... Vader The sailor sailed to Brig."

"That's all that was observed."

Katerina made the conclusion, then raised her head and stared at Lorraine scorchingly.

"Captain, the purpose of our participation in this battle is to seek help for the Vader. If Vader sinks and Bellamy is killed, even if we wipe out the nutria, this battle will be lost for us."

"That's why you suggested giving up the virgin cigar number, right?" Lorraine asked, frowning.

"Yes!"

"No need..." Lorraine's answer was beyond everyone's expectation. "The fight to the death was chosen by Bellamy. No matter what his reason is, we have no reason to be responsible for his life."

"But we still have to save..."

He pondered for a moment: "Karen, you and Kao and Kerry will go to the Virgin Cigar to dispose of the captives and clean the deck. After the sailing preparation is complete, go north to capture the paralyzed Bagh. If she does not want to surrender, she can sink it. ."

Karen calculated the manpower: "80 sailors are very tight. Apart from sailing, I can't spare many people for guns."

"Valkyrie is also short of manpower, let alone we are likely to have support. There are no more people for you."

Karen stretched out his hands helplessly: "I'll go over."

"The rest of the ship...the entire ship will immediately be transferred to the first level of combat readiness, UU reading www.uukanshu.com set sail with full sails, rushing to the rescue at full speed!"

"Yes!"

The crowd dissipated, Valkyrie released his **** with the virgin cigar, and the sailors rushed into the golden red of the setting sun.

Lorraine glared gloomily at the mark in the center of the chart and murmured softly.

"Survival or destruction, this is a question."

"Which choice is more noble? To endure the ruthless ravages of that violent destiny, or to stand up against the boundless troubles and sweep it away?"

"No one will be reconciled. Obviously moaning and sweating dragged this remnant life, but when I think of death, I feel fear after death. After all, no one has ever returned from the land of death."

"The choice is shaken because of this! I would rather endure the current suffering than rush to another kind of suffering."

"Worries make us all cowards."

"It makes that decisive true color cast a pale face of thoughts, which could have done a great career, but because of thoughts, they disappeared, and they lost the ability to act..."

Long chants flowed into the wind, and the setting sun sank into the sea unknowingly.

The burning cloud is still on the horizon, and the battlefield burned more fiercely than the cloud is on the other side.

Lorraine suddenly felt joy, an indescribable sense of refreshment immersed in the limbs along the wind.

"To survive or to destroy... Shakespeare probably never thought about it when he asked this question. There are really idiots in this world who can get the answer."

"How stupid can one be?"

"But since you can be stupid to this point, you shouldn't die in a mere half an hour, right?"

"The setting sun, it's so beautiful..."

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