In Old York's tavern, the fishermen, who had been ignited, returned to their lodgings drunk.

Now the last fuse is missing, and this undercurrent city will completely erupt.

It is difficult to predict how this will change.

Damon, the burly man, also came out of the tavern door drunk, and not long before the two young-looking fishermen also walked out of the tavern door.

The three of them didn't seem to have intersected, they each walked their own paths, and after being out of sight, they converged on one road.

Walking through the dark alleys, they appeared at the door of an inconspicuous tavern.

The hand rhythmically knocked on the dilapidated door, and a thin man inside opened the door to let people in.

After walking through the long passage of the descent, a huge space tavern with a cave in it appeared in front of you.

There are already people like Damon here.

After Damon appeared, he said hello to a few acquaintances and walked to the bar with ease.

Inside the bar was a white-faced bearded man, his blond hair was all combed back, and he was dressed in a clean gown, as if he was going to a drinking party.

No matter how dressed and temperamental, it doesn't match this place.

At first glance, you will feel that this is a very delicate man.

The man looks less than thirty years old, and his height is only 1.9 meters.

But Damon, who was close to three meters, looked cautious in front of him, and Damon went to the counter and lowered his weight.

Half-lying on the counter, Damon completely lost the appearance that he was about to get drunk before, and said respectfully: "Captain, the matter has been done, and the good show will be staged in the afternoon." ”

"Oh, that's good!"

The man's voice is soft, with a unique charm that can make people feel at ease.

He wiped the cup in his hand and nodded appreciatively.

"The dawn of freedom is about to shine here, how about a 'Tekira Sunrise'?"

Although it was a question, the movements of the hands kept and began to be deployed.

The gentle-looking man's eyes and movements are focused, as if he had completed a remarkable work.

The point is that bartending in a tuxedo was originally a weird way, but the unexpected harmony in the man in front of him even made people feel like it should be.

I have to say that this guy, known as the captain, has something.

Damon didn't dare to make a noise, and waited quietly for the man to put a cocktail on the counter with a warm color, the color of the glow of the sunrise.

"Thank you, Captain!"

"Well, let's go down."

Damon bowed respectfully to the man who was younger than him before withdrawing with his wine.

He joined the Cocktail Pirates half a year ago, when he was just a fisherman with the strength to do anything other than fishing and drinking.

It wasn't until this man appeared in front of him that he knew that there were other pursuits in life, instead of eating and waiting for death, and being oppressed by others for the rest of his life.

So he didn't hesitate to join this pirate group, even though this pirate group is not yet famous in the new world.

But he always believed that Captain Lore would one day become famous in the sea.

Not only him, but all the pirates believed in it.

Because they were all also impressed by the captain's charm half a year ago, they joined the pirates.

As he slowly lowered half a glass of wine, the wide tavern hall was already filled with people in all kinds of clothes.

Gentle Captain Lore knocked lightly on the counter, and the small voice attracted everyone's attention.

"Everyone, we have been preparing for half a year, and today is the day of our harvest, and we have worked hard for everyone in the past six months."

He bowed his head in thanks to the various pirates seated.

"The boss is so polite!"

"Captain, what you are saying, this is what we should do."

“……”

The people sitting below all said that they didn't dare to do it, and it could be seen that they respected this man very much.

Lore pressed his hands down, and the scene fell silent again.

"Now let's start the operation arrangement, we have placed the weapons in the designated positions, and when the operation begins, after guiding the people to get the weapons, all our people will gather except for a few who need guidance."

"After the assembly, the captains and their men acted according to the plan."

"Once the signal to evacuate is received, all of them must be withdrawn, regardless of whether they have completed their respective tasks or not."

"I don't want to lose anything from my crew."

"Do you get it?"

Here's a jumble of responses.

"Understood, Captain!"

"Don't worry, boss, we won't joke with our lives."

"It's really heartwarming care, head, haha."

Lore waved his hand, and a clean and gentle voice sounded in the dimly lit room: "Those who pursue their dreams will have good luck, so let's go, I'll wait for your good news." ”

When everyone was gone, the same voice echoed through the empty room.

"I don't know how many people will survive, but your sacrifice is worth it......"

The subsequent sound faded into obscurity, and if you listened closely, it seemed to be the whisper of a demon.

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The entrance and exit gates of the G-3 fortress opened, and the fleet of three warships led by Mawson passed through the gates in turn and stopped at the dock position in the base.

After each return voyage, the ship will be overhauled by a logistics unit to ensure that there will be no problems on the next voyage.

During this time, Mawson began to officially carry out missions with the fleet.

Old man Karp is in charge of the base, and he is out on patrol with the soldiers in the base.

In fact, except for him, the commander, the soldiers of the fleet have basically not changed much.

Although the new world is a tattered sieve, not every naval fortress really has endless pirates and endless battles.

Pirates aren't stupid either, and fools can't survive in the New World.

Even the mighty Four Emperor Pirates will not be able to clash with the navy.

Except for the lone madman who had crazy thoughts about suicide and other crazy thoughts in his head.

No pirates will be outside of a naval fortress for no reason.

Mawson's current patrol is to familiarize himself with the specific route, and if he doesn't experience this kind of thing personally, he will never know what he will encounter at sea.

Not to mention in the new world where the magnetic field is extremely unstable.

This sea area is now its own territory, of course, you must first familiarize yourself.

After all, no one knows how long they will stay at the base in the future.

"Your Excellency, Lieutenant General Karp has asked you to come to his office."

A message came from the communications corps.

"Okay, I'll be right over!"

In the base chief's office, Mawson's figure just appeared at the door.

The voice of the old man Karp came: "Mawson boy, come here, there is a riot in the Scandinathan Kingdom, and a message for help has just been sent." ”

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