Chapter 8: The Gentleness of the Sith (4)
The heavy rain fell all night. When the Navy arrived at the waters near Gutai Town, it was noon the next day. There were still many wreckages of warships left on the sea, and the atmosphere was a bit scary.
"Is Gutai Town here?" Smoge took two puffs of cigarettes and asked to the adjutant beside him with a serious look on his face.
The adjutant looked at the map in his hand and nodded, "That's right, Brigadier General Smog, Gutai Town should be nearby."
"Okay, I get it, speed up." Smog said expressionlessly and gestured to the surrounding naval soldiers.
"Yes, Brigadier General!"
As he said that, the navy's warships accelerated several quarters again.
After about ten minutes, everyone's vision began to gradually become narrower, which was a bay hidden between the peaks.
Sith's nose moved, and there was a smell of blood in the sea breeze.
"Smog, do you smell it?"
"What?"
“There is a smell of blood in the air.”
"The smell of blood? Are you sure?" Smog frowned and looked over with Dasqi.
Sith nodded, "I won't joke about things like this, Smog."
He did not lie. People in the Pirate World may ignore their perception of the outside world because of various strange abilities, but he is different, or the doctor from the Sand Village has different personalities. As a ninja, extracting information from the environment and the air is simply an instinct.
"Well, I get it." Smoger narrowed his eyes and raised his right hand, "Tell the people below to slow down the speed. There is something happening nearby."
"yes."
With Smoger's order, the warship, which had just been speeding up, slowed down again.
There was some quiet around, but the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, so strong that even the ordinary naval soldiers felt choking.
The first corpse finally appeared in the sea area, followed by the second and third corpses, including countless corpses, including naval soldiers and ordinary people. The blood dyed the entire sea area red. The tiger shark that came after the taste was eyeing the corpses around it with its mouth.
Smoger grabbed the guardrail with his hands, and the two cigars were burning fast in his mouth. He was already furious, his eyes were crossed and his whole body was trembling.
"Beasts, no one can leave today."
Sith was silent, he said nothing, pressing one hand on the knife handle, four or five red fireballs were rising and falling in the air. In addition to the smell of blood, there was another burnt smell in the air. He raised his hand and pointed it, and the fireballs directly burned the shark into a mummy.
Turn around,
"Let's go, Smog."
...
"Brother General Smoger, there is a pirate ship in front of him." Suddenly, the Shanghai soldiers standing on the observation deck shouted.
Smoger browed and his voice was a little low, "Which pirate group is it?"
"This pirate flag is...the giant axe pirate group, and the giant axe pirate group is offering a reward of 70 million yuan."
"Giant Axe Pirates? Anzino?" Smog held his ten hands tightly, "Fire the gun, lean over!"
Boom boom boom boom!
The cannon bombarded, and the fierce artillery fire directly hit him, and the opponent also began to get restless.
"Breaking back, fight back quickly, the navy is here!"
With a loud roar, the warship collided with the pirate ship with a bang, and Thomasmog liked this kind of punch-to-fist style.
"Dasqi, try to keep two living mouths. I have something to ask them." Smog spit out a cigarette, turned around and ordered, and disappeared from the spot. He might not be able to fight Sith, but he is a professional executioner when fighting pirates.
"Yes, Brigadier General." Dasqi responded and led the people up.
The Sith still didn't say anything, but just mingled in the crowd. The flames flew in the sky, like a bunch of ghost fires that suddenly appeared and disappeared. Every time they flashed, they would take away a life and leave a mummy on the deck.
The battle ended faster than they thought. It was a pirate group that offered a reward of 70 million yuan, but in front of them, they were like a group of young children with their teeth not yet grown. They were annihilated to the ground within a few minutes and the captives were pressed to the spot.
"Pirates, where is your captain?" Smog put his hands on his back again, spit out a mouthful of white smoke from his mouth, and asked at one of the pirates.
The pirate was trembling, holding his head, he didn't dare to look up at Smog. He swallowed several times in a row, and after a long time he replied hesitantly:
"Our regiment commander took his brothers to the town. I heard that there were treasures in the town, so I left a few of us who were timid on the boat to watch the house. We really didn't know anything. Sir, they killed those people, and it really has nothing to do with us. Please, please, don't kill me!"
He was snot and tears, and cried and hugged Smog's boots.
Smoger snorted coldly and kicked him out without taking any heavy blows. He was still alive. "Whether you did it, we will judge for ourselves. If you come, take them down first."
"Wait." The Sith stood up.
"Is there anything else you have, Lieutenant Sith?" Smoger looked back and frowned.
"I don't think we need prisoners, Smog."
"Sis, what are you talking about? They no longer have the combat power, we should leave them to court." Dasqi felt that Sith was crazy and wanted to kill prisoners, and her handsome face was full of anger.
Sith ignored her, fumbled in her clothes for a while, and took out a document.
"This is my transfer order, from the 177th Navy branch in the West Sea to the Judicial Island and the joint special forces of the Navy Staff Department. I have the right to initiate a trial against them. Do you want to see, Dasqi?"
Dasqi took the document, opened it, scanned it up and down, it was true.
"That can't be done either, they all said, they didn't..."
"No? Nothing!" Dasqi also wanted to defend the pirates. Sith had a cold face and interrupted her directly, "What are you kidding? The bloody smell on their bodies is marinated. How could it be that no one had been killed? Look at their nails, what is that? Believe it or not, I can still find the shredded meat from it, it belongs to humans."
Dasqi was stunned. Her persistence and her justice were questioned.
"If we let them go, who will let go of the civilians who died at their hands? Are you kneeling and begging the pirates to show great mercy?"
"No, we really don't..."
Thorn!
Drawing the knife, swinging the knife, and the action was completed in one go. The pirate who rushed towards the Sith and had not yet approached fell to the spot, with blood spilling all over the ground, and Dasqi's eyes seemed to have an empty hole.
All around, it was quiet.
"Smog!"
Sith called Smog's name again.
Smoger sighed and waved, "Do as Lieutenant Sith said."
Suddenly, the shouts of killing and screams echoed in the sea again.
Amid the screams, in the blood, in the flames, in the eyes of Daschi, the figure of Sith became more and more abstract, and finally turned into a ruthless devil full of scarlet.
Chapter completed!