This was the authority given to him by Commander Jonathan, because he would certainly encounter the use of force in front of him when he was arrested, and he had the right to judge for himself at this time—Drake thought that now was the moment he thought it was.

Almost from the moment the order was given, it was equivalent to conveying another meaning, that is, it was not the rumored ghost in front of him, but an intruder.

All the navies changed their mentality, and the expressions on their faces also changed, from the original fear of nothingness to the solemnity of battle. Nothing else, they were naval soldiers who had fought countless battles, and they had their own dignity, and when faced with invaders, none of the warriors of Nabalon would default to being a bastard.

"Shoot!"

After Drake gave the order, the navies pulled the trigger without hesitation and delivered a devastating blow to the room in front of them. In fact, a gun with a caliber of about 30 or 40 centimeters with a body and a muzzle of about 2 centimeters is not terrible compared to other guns, not to mention piercing through iron plates, and even walls made of mud tablets cannot be penetrated, but can only be embedded in it. For this reason, and because the other party was able to block the bullet, Drake gave this order. The intent is to force the other party to show up without violating the rule of Nabaron Fortress and not killing the enemy.

The smoke from the muzzle of the gun cleared, and the air was still filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, but Drake didn't pay attention to this, and directly cast his eyes ahead. The white walls of the room had been shattered, and the whole room was like a hornet's new home, but what didn't match this room was the table in front of the wall, and there was no damage to the table, except for the food on the table, but he still slowed down at the same rate.

Seeing their appearance, how could everyone not know that the other party didn't take them in their eyes at all, so they continued to eat food.

Drake's face stiffened, even if he knew about this, he didn't lose his weight because of the anger in his heart, and just as he was about to organize and prepare for the next wave of attacks, the commander of the Gale Force behind him stepped forward.

Behind them stood rows of teams that had been prepared at some point, crouching slightly, marching steadily step by step in a fighting posture.

This is a team that makes people feel their physique just by looking at it, almost standing up with strong pectoral muscles, well-developed biceps, strong limbs, in short, they are all muscular masters.

Drake was also very confident in this team, and he asked his men to retreat to the sides, acting as cover, and moving forward together.

The march of the team did not proceed because it was stopped by a voice. It wasn't Jessica, the head chef of the holy land of Nabaron, because Drake had already sent someone to inform the kitchen before the attack, so when such a noise occurred, Jessica, who had always paid attention to the rules, did not move at all. Stopping them was an unexpected person, none other than the commander of this base, Jonathan.

"Stop."

"Commander!" Drake only gave a slight polite gesture, and he wasn't happy that Jonathan had told them to stop. And he is a straightforward person who does not deliberately hide his emotions.

In contrast, the Major of the Gale Force, who was also a major, gave a standard military salute, while the other subordinates guarded that direction and protected the safety of the commander.

Although this protection was meaningless, because Jonathan, with the rank of lieutenant general, was stronger in force than anyone in the Nabaron base, and if he was invincible to his opponents, how could they protect him. However, this protection is nothing else, just out of respect.

Jonathan waved his hand to let the soldier in charge of the guard retreat, and he walked forward, then walked to the table and stopped defenselessly.

This is undoubtedly exposing him to danger, and if the other party is a heinous criminal, Jonathan's behavior is equivalent to walking into his range and allowing him to attack. In Drake's opinion, this is simply a loss of mind!

"Commander! What are you doing here? ”

Jonathan raised his hand slightly, stopping Drake as he was about to continue talking.

"It's a shame that even if you eat food in this environment, it's not delicious, you say, right? Major General Fang Xing. Well, it should be said that it is the former major general, and now it should be said that it is a criminal with a bounty of 400 million. ”

From the moment Jonathan said this, almost everyone in the navy released the shock in their hearts as quickly as possible, and it can be understood from the words of the commander that this criminal used to be a navy, although he didn't understand why he became a criminal, but they knew that the 400 million bounty criminals were doing this bounty, that is to say, the 400 million bounty criminals invaded their fortress! This is the biggest crisis in the history of Nabalon! Almost every navy is nervous, waiting for a battle that could break out at any moment.

The food on the food plate, which had been dissipated at a steady rate, did not disappear again, but stopped.

A figure emerged from nothingness.

White straight but messy hair, red and intimidating pupils, delicate girlish cheeks, plus a slender and fair body. It was Fang Xing who appeared in Jonathan's field of vision, and at the moment he was sitting casually at the table, holding food in one hand and his head in the other.

"How do you know?"

"Taste."

"Are you a dog? Or does I have some strange smell on me? Fang Xing said suspiciously.

Jonathan smiled. "Just kidding, my nose is good, but it's not good, and I haven't touched you before, so how can I judge by taste."

"Then does it make sense for you to say that?"

"Before the fish take the bait, they savor the bait in the water and then decide whether to take the bait or not. So will you take the bait this time? Jonathan asked generously.

"Are you comparing me to a fish waiting to be caught in the water? But you know, sometimes this fish is not a fish, or maybe it's a sea king. ”

Jonathan picked up a portion of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times and swallowed it, "It's delicious... I also know that it is difficult to restrain you with the strength of this base alone, after all, I am also one of the few people who know the truth. But is that really good? Your companion isn't so lucky, he's waiting in the dungeon at the moment. What about you? Isn't it better to accompany them together and do their duties as partners? ”

"It's a pity that I don't want to be arrested, as for them being caught, they just need to be rescued."