"It's really a dragon?!"

In the living room of the warship, Flying Squirrel was wearing pajamas and pulled his cloak over his shoulders. When he heard the report coming from the phone bug, he was stunned.

"Yes, they are demanding life-saving money from the residents of the villages every month, and they are using these villages as a threat to prevent the navy from taking any rash action."

The scout replied, his words filled with anger.

The important part is money.

Rat had monopolized a lot of it, and he also used some of it to manage things up and down and bribe other officials.

Otherwise, looking at Lovett's example, the navy that really wanted to take action would not worry about so many civilian casualties.

"Asshole!!!"

The flying squirrel roared, making the two guards at the door confused.

He always had one last hope in his heart, hoping that the mice would not be so ruthless, leaving some hope for the people.

However, it didn't.

He even helped cover up the truth about the massacres and drowned the informants in the middle of the road to block the news.

What the navy, pirates and even pirate hunters know, only the common people who are the victims don't know.

This kind of behavior is unconscionable!

"Lieutenant General, what should we do next?"

On the coast, a naval scout who was carefully hiding behind a tree trunk asked softly, his shrewd eyes looking left and right, and squatting down from time to time, as if he had ADHD.

But this state of being unable to calm down is what makes him stand out from the scout team. It allows him to remain highly vigilant no matter what the sleepy and tired state is, so he never fails.

"Something happened to one of their people. Judging from what I heard from the residents, the evil dragon will definitely find someone to vent its anger on."

There was once someone who couldn't stand the cruel behavior of the evil dragon's subordinates, so he threw a stone and injured a fishman. Then the angry evil dragon ordered all his family members to be hanged...

Then ask him how it feels to have his family members hurt?

This is a racist to the extreme!

Except for fellow fishmen, they don’t take human life seriously at all!

Hearing this, the flying squirrel woke up from his deep thoughts.

He glanced at the soldiers standing guard outside the door and shook his head silently.

"Still can't act rashly..."

"but!"

The scout said anxiously.

"Calm down!"

The flying squirrel shouted: "What I mean is that we should not act rashly, but it does not mean that the navy cannot take action."

After a pause, he continued to ask.

"Have you found out where the missing fish-man went?"

"It's the village of Krall, on the edge of the dragon's domain."

The scout responded quickly.

"That means there are other people out there! This may... be an opportunity."

After thinking about it, a glimmer of ice flashed across the flying squirrel's face full of murderous intent.

"Leave it to the mice!"

"Let me ask you...if you were the murderer who made four fishmen disappear, what would you think when the navy arrived?"

"Me? I would think that the evil dragon bribed the mouse and asked him to help. Now that you are here in the East China Sea, the evil dragon does not dare to start a war at will..."

Having said this, Scout Zhanran woke up and felt hot inside.

"Yes! I understand."

He is indeed a veteran of this department!

It is "well known" that the evil dragon has naval connections. When Mouse leads a large army to come to the door, the other party must think that the evil dragon has bribed the mouse.

But they informed Colonel Mouse about this, and that group of people didn't know about it.

In this way, an effective intelligence gap can be created to shift the focus of the dragon and the mouse to the unknown enemy, to...

How are you going?

The scout was stunned for a moment.

Fortunately, the flying squirrel quickly continued.

"The large army cannot be mobilized for the time being. You go notify other scouts and secretly evacuate the people."

Yes, go and save the people!

If you want to save civilians, you must ensure that no matter whether it is a rat, a dragon or a hidden third party, they cannot jump over the wall and attack civilians.

So divert their attention.

The scout's eyes were full of reverence and he stood at attention and saluted.

"Understood! Promise to complete the task!"

"Be careful and don't let any news leak out."

The flying squirrel's face turned cold and he said coldly.

He understood that even if he had this information, it would be useless.

Those more than 20 villages are thousands of hostages.

If I directly lead my troops to attack the evil dragon's territory, I don't know whether the evil dragon will jump over the wall in a hurry, but the mouse will definitely jump on the prophet first, kill people, silence them, and frame them.

The things he did were punishable by death more than a dozen times. The marshal sent him to the East China Sea. Who wouldn’t be afraid of his intentions?!

So is it more important for them to kill people to establish prestige, or is it more important to save more civilians?

The answer is that the flying squirrel also has a strong balance in his heart!

The next day, Flying Squirrel called Mouse, saying that he had received a report that there were suspected traces of pirates near Kraer Village.

From a bystander's perspective, Flying Squirrel's notification is perfectly normal.

As a visitor from the headquarters patrolling the East China Sea, he had no reason to detail every report and would personally handle every report, so there was nothing wrong with informing the rat responsible for managing this sea area.

But the rat had a guilty conscience and kept putting off meeting the flying squirrel for fear of being captured and interrogated.

People's hearts are separated from each other, who knows what the flying squirrel's true face is like?

The roosters, the dogs, the thieves, and the people living in the fly camp have always been willing to speculate on others with the worst possible malice.

As soon as he heard that there were pirates near Kraer Village, Mouse immediately patted his chest to assure himself.

"Just let me catch a good fish... maybe it will be a big fish."

Standing on the deck, the flying squirrel faced the wind and waves with deep eyes.

In the East China Sea, there are only a few people who dare to take action against the fish-men and have the ability to take action against them.

…

Cocoa West Village, the realm of evil dragons.

"Kral Village? Is that really what it is?"

After receiving the notice from the mouse, the dragon couldn't help but smash the cup in his hand.

"You actually know?"

The mouse was shocked and said: "He really is yours, right? Now that he knows why he is making such a big fuss, even the flying squirrel is alarmed!"

Now is the time for everyone to put their heads down and pretend to be grandchildren, waiting for the storm to pass.

How could it be possible to catch a flying squirrel with just three or two big cats in the East China Sea?

Even the pirates of the Grand Line, who had a bounty of over 100 million, only dared to form a group to find trouble for him in an attempt to become famous, and then what?

Wasn't it counter-attacked?

Such people are irresistible in the East China Sea when dragons enter the water.

"Shut up! Do I need you to tell me what to do?"

The evil dragon's eyes were filled with murderous intent and his voice was cold.

"I……"

On the other end of the phone, the mouse swallowed his saliva and did not dare to speak.

If the matter is exposed, he will be tried in a military court and beheaded.

But having angered the dragon, he was sure that he would not survive the next day.
To be continued...