"Yes," the two crew mbers walked towards him, Yun Miao’s mind racing.
At this mont, soone rushed over in a panic: "Captain, it’s bad news. An unknown vessel has been detected, 200 nautical miles from here at northwest 53.8°, and it’s moving towards us."
The captain frowned heavily, "Take to see."
A group of people hurried away, leaving no one to care about the half-dead person lying on the ground.
Yun Miao slowly sat up straight, touched the makeup on his face, thinking that wandering in the world, one must know how to disguise themselves.
Recalling what was just said, his eyes narrowed slightly, he adjusted his hat brim lower and slowly walked out.
A colossal ard rchant ship slowly appeared on the horizon, looking so small amidst the vast sky and sea.
The captain used binoculars to scrutinize closely: "rchant ship?"
How could a rchant ship co this far? In this desolate sea area, how could a rchant ship possibly be here?
As the ship approached, a black flag fluttered in the sea breeze, featuring a large skull that stood out eerily.
"Marion Pirates?"
The surrounding crew mbers exclaid in disbelief: "Marion... Pirates...?"
This is a very famous pirate group, exceedingly brutal, committing all sorts of evil deeds. Three years ago, a cruise ship of Country Y was hijacked by Marion Pirates, robbing all onboard valuables, sparing neither the elderly nor children. All 231 people, including the captain, perished, causing a great sensation that year. This pirate group hence gained notoriety, propelling Country Y to resolve to eradicate them, but despite dispatching nurous warships over several years, no success ensued. Globally ntioning Marion Pirates evokes fear; they are the greatest headache for global shipping companies.
This group often operates in the Marion Sea Area, where the narrow waterways are suited for activities. Moreover, nearby are several world-renowned ports, through which ten to twenty thousand ships pass annually, offering convenient opportunities for the pirates. Their activities have increased significantly in recent years, daring to hijack nearly any vessel except military ones.
The captain imdiately ordered, "Don’t act rashly; we’re a warship, these pirates wouldn’t dare attack."
Even if they dare, they’d leave empty-handed. Why fear a shabby rchant ship when equipped with a well-ard warship?
However, upon seeing the opponent’s equipnt, the captain’s heart sank imdiately.
No wonder they dare act so arrogantly, clearly emboldened by having sothing to rely on.
This rchant ship is obviously modified, boasting 18 guns on the lower gun deck, 18 on the middle, 17 on the upper, and 8 on the rear top deck, totaling 61 guns, with 122 guns along both sides, conforming to the specifications of a first-rate warship, akin to those of the Royal Navy of Country Y.
Moreover, the sides are made of thick oak, offering substantial defense and durability.
Their warship is rely a normal-sized patrol ship, lacking confidence in a hard confrontation.
"Quickly contact the ground for reinforcent."
He held onto a glimr of hope that the opponent would leave upon seeing the warship, but he clearly underestimated these pirates’ audacity and ambition as they began firing directly.
"Boom," the shockwaves caused by the shell hitting the water shook the ship violently, splashing water everywhere.
"Prepare all guns and fire." The captain wiped his face and commanded solemnly.
"Damn those pirates, I’ll fight you all today!"
Montarily, the sea was ablaze and filled with explosions, waves mingling with sparks, rising to the sky, startling countless seabirds.
Across the vast sea area, only the sound of cannon fire was heard, nearly deafening.
The warship certainly could not match the formidable pirate ship and soon fell behind, suffering severe casualties. The pirate ship’s underside revealed nurous openings from which small fishing boats erged rapidly, speeding toward the warship, as excited pirates boarded enthusiastically.
When the pirates fully controlled the warship, a short man, just over 1.6 ters tall, accompanied by pirates, ascended the warship, appearing to be the Pirate Leader.
Wearing a headscarf, skinny, with an exotic appearance, his eyes concealed a vicious glint.
His subordinates brought a chair, on which he sat, legs crossed, surrounded by people. Just then, soone ran over to report, babbling in an unknown language, completely incomprehensible.
The Pirate Leader looked very angry, kicking the ssenger away.
Yun Miao held his breath, thinking these pirates are indeed arrogant and well-equipped, but how can they compare to a small ard country? Queen’s military force boasts a powerful navy due to its surrounding seas, diminishing the army’s presence and enhancing naval developnt. This is rely an ordinary patrol ship, so failure is understandable, but if the real navy arrives, these pirates face certain death.
They aren’t aware of provoking such a terrifying enemy.
At this mont two pirates brought over a man, forcing him to kneel on the ground; it was the captain.
The captain remained defiant to the end; the Pirate Leader shot him dead, leaving a blood hole in his forehead.
This group won’t reason with anyone, inherently savage, else they wouldn’t engage in such deeds.
Subordinates presented a flag, black with purple flowers, a bewitching Mandrake Flower in full bloom, emitting an eerie aura of death.
"What is this thing?" The Pirate Leader examined it repeatedly, having seen every country’s national flag but only this one seed absurd.
"Boss, this area is unmarked on maps, indicating it belongs to unexplored human territory. Don’t you find it strange that an unknown warship appears here?" a subordinate remarked.
The Pirate Leader snorted coldly: "Is this an alien ship then?" spoken entirely in jest.
But seeing the subordinate’s grave expression, the Pirate Leader’s face darkened, "At sea, no one dares oppose , Maqi. Whatever they are, I’ll take them all."
He ordered his subordinates to keep moving forward, determined to see who dares make waves on the open sea.
Just as he got up and took two steps, with corpses blocking his path, as he attempted to step over them, suddenly a figure erged fast from the pile, Maqi instinctively drawing his gun, yet still a step late, having his neck seized, and being pulled back swiftly, pinned against the cabin, completely obscuring himself behind Maqi. Maqi’s face turned incredibly grim, but the person’s grip was imnsely strong; the arm around his neck felt like weighing a thousand pounds, unable to break free.
The gun barrel quietly pressed against his throat, Maqi imdiately dared not move.
The pirates drew their guns upon seeing their Boss held hostage.
"Tell your n to put down their guns," Yun Miao said coldly.
Maqi babbled sothing, Yun Miao frowned deeply, this is the result of a communication barrier.
Hidden behind Maqi, he exposed only one eye vigilantly scanning the crowd opposite, shouting: "Put down your guns, or I’ll kill him now."
Upon saying this, the gun barrel fiercely pressed against the skin, Maqi imdiately shouted: "Put down your guns, all of you put down your guns."
He didn’t understand what this man said but could guess. With his words, the hesitant pirates laid down their guns, while Maqi’s confidant Dylan shouted at another gun-wielding man: "Ors, are you crazy? Put down your gun."
Ors gritted his teeth unwillingly.
Dylan stepped forward, raising both hands high, shouting: "Release the Boss, whatever you want, I can fulfill it."
The person showed no reaction, Dylan repeated himself, finally realizing the person probably doesn’t understand English.
Frowning deeply, this would be troubleso.
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