"An unexpected situation, I can't guarantee anything either."
Pacquiao coldly responded, "Moreover, in a battle of this magnitude, who can guarantee that not a single problem will occur? Is this your first day on the job?"
For a mont, the questioner fell silent. From the communication ca sounds of sighs or mockery. Amidst the chaos, soone spoke up: "In that case, why not..."
Why not conserve strength, why not retreat first, why not live to fight another day...
"Run?!"
Before Pacquiao could speak, soone sneered: "Do you really think you can run? How about you show everyone how to do it first?"
We're already at point-blank range, and you want to turn your back and run?
Why don't you take a look at the situation ahead!
Running now will only lead to a relentless pursuit by the enemy. In this open sea, where there's no cover or hesitation, can you imagine the kind of firepower the enemy might unleash?!
Those with wit have already realized, Pacquiao, this bastard, probably knew the situation all along and incited so many people to co just to use them as cannon fodder!
But cannon fodder is cannon fodder after all, as the Water Ghosts below are a di a dozen, and no one cares about the losses. It's just about the profit margins.
"This is the situation now, there's only advance, no retreat. Besides, New Spring Town is right in front of us. With so many losses, can't we make up the difference after looting?" Pacquiao warned indifferently, with a carrot-and-stick approach: "I can cover all the maintenance and losses for our alliances. But, if you want to abandon now, you'll have to fend for yourself in the future!"
If you really want to join in, you better bring sothing to the table, otherwise, don't bla for not accommodating you!"
Expecting these cannon fodder used for probing and depletion to achieve anything is pure fantasy. Even if all of these things are wiped out, would it affect the strength of your respective fleets?
Stop hiding and holding back!
Either get on board with , or wait until I'm done, and I'll co for you. It's that simple!
In an instant, the communication line fell silent, followed by continuous voices of acknowledgnt and flattering praise, which Pacquiao ignored.
Soon after, the sparse sea fog suddenly thickened.
Strange flute and horn sounds suddenly rang out, reverberating, spreading. The sharp and piercing sounds echoed across the battlefield, where they seed to bore into eardrums like living creatures, causing dizziness and even making the movents of the heavy exoskeletons sluggish. So operators, in a trance, even slipped into a coma, triggering the shock awakening system, with potent drugs automatically injected.
But the flute sound wasn't confined to the battlefield; it transmitted underwater, resonating endlessly.
Then, the still waters of the Longjiang unexpectedly boiled and churned!
A shrill screech arose, and eerie shadows erged from the dense fog, soaring like birds. Vast bodies broke away from the water's surface and began swimming through the fog as if it were water.
Hungry and insatiable, like the tide, they surged towards the battlefield!
There were enormous sharks, sea snakes, and even wriggling jellyfish—a countless multitude of sea monsters, lured along and summoned by the flute, broke free from the ocean's shackles and soared into the sky.
In overwhelming numbers, they charged towards Xinquan!
The beasts' minds, long obscured by drugs and the flute sound, were now driven to frenzy under the influence of the Heart Core. They recklessly devoured the fragnted flesh, infiltrating every nook and cranny of the town.
Additionally, on the Longjiang, among all the pirate ships, there was an unremarkable, bizarrely modified ship. A massive gate on the ship's body suddenly opened, and the sound of chains rubbing filled the air.
A monstrous fish, over ten ters long, screeched as its fish-like long tail suddenly wrapped around a Water Ghost who got too close, violently pulling it over. Then, a torso resembling a human extended four arms, tearing the victim apart, lifting the remaining limbs to feed its maw full of sharp teeth.
Its scaly face resembled a fish, with two eyes devoid of sparkle, filled only with a gaping hunger.
rmaid!
And not just one, but three adult rmaids!
Under the incitent and control of the flute, the three rmaids broke the chains, leapt out, and swiftly approached with their tails swimming.
Ignoring the firepower of nurous heavy machine guns, they moved with ease. Vast amounts of water vapor gathered, shrouding their massive bodies like bizarre armor, impervious to blades and bullets.
Waving their four arms, they imdiately shaped water into various strange weapons, even exuding threads of electric light.
The Disaster Beast tribe's unique blessing!
With these distracting sea monsters and three fearless, ravenous rmaids paving the way, the Chosen Ones among the Water Ghosts finally erged, advancing silently under the cover of cannon fodder or under the power of their skills.
After experiencing initial casualties, a few heavy exoskeleton tactical teams holding the outskirts of New Spring Town began to retreat, covering each other under orders.
For a mont, it seed as though they were being defeated step by step.
Within minutes, the Water Ghosts had breached the main streets of Xinquan. Once inside the town, they began to excitedly spread out, plundering everywhere and searching for valuables.
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