Chapter 1562: Immortals?
Give them hell? With pleasure. All forces finally revealed themselves. --Aboard the ships- - Among the pirates gathering, several figures smiled underneath their masks, finally their hands. 3, 2,1... Pouf!!!-
A strange thick greenish fog appeared within the lower decks of the ships, cashing many eyes to widen in horror.
"Fire! Fire! What bloody bastard set the ship on fire? "Fire!... Fire- - -" -Cough, cough cough! Many began choking to no avail, wanting to leave for the decks as fast as they could. Bloody motherf**king sons of b**ches! What sort of evil fire was this? Their breathing was heavy and their eyes so painful that seeing was damn near impossible. So spicy! So spicy! The pepper that stung their eye made them walk about like blind people. But even then, it was impressive enough that they didn't hit anyone. Yes! With their training, their eyes were still razor sharp. Dullard! "What asshole tried cooking at a time like this?" This sort of fire was not natural. So they felt it had something to do with the kitchen. Or else why would it be spicy? In the already dark hallways, no enemy dared to open their eyes while trying to make their way towards the decks. And so, the Baymardians switched their eye gears to night vision mode, raising their silencers very boldly. "Hasta La Vista, baby" Bang! The first bullet flew and thus began the sent raid. Warrant officer Denice made several shots, gracefully grabbing the enemy's body after every kill. Silence was the word. She held onto the lifeless body, dancing across the many clueless enemies while sniping them down. Headshots, heart shots... Those were the only shots she took But soon, despite their quietness, several enemies felt their surroundings too strange. The voices... The voices of their comrades were getting quieter and quieter. Dammit! "It's a trap!!!" Someone exclaimed, and many quickly swung their weapons. Oh? Denice swiftly displayed her flexibility, doing a backward cartwheel and slapping the enemy's sword. Thung! The sword stuck to the wooden ceiling, springing back and forth severally. What?? The enemy was shocked, feeling his weapon no longer in reach. Dog Balls! If not for the pain in his mouth and the choking feeling of suffocation, he would have loved to beat the man before him. Of course if he knew it was a woman, he might go crazier. Too bad he would never have the chance to know. Bang! Denice shot him straight in the heart, this time, not caring whether his body went down with a loud bang or not. What a joke. Their positions had long been compromised. In that case, what if their actions were rowdy? Kill! -Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Such was the situation within these last few ships that were still in the process of docking.
Their Baymardian enemies had long covered all lower deck floors. And as the massacre continued, those above deck didn't know their comrades were picked out and killed one by one until it was too late.
"What? Since when did these Baymardians get aboard our ships? "How is this possible? What sort of sorcery is this? "Could it be that we sailed to Baymard with them always aboard the ships? "Vile villains! They're deceiving too much! Kill! Kill!... Kill them all!" In a flash, those who survived and made it out to the deck, as well as the hundreds already gathered there, all planned to rush back in and handle these deceiving Baymardians to pieces. However, before they could react, they spotted the strange glowing stars from before moving strangely but didn't think much of it. No way! They hastily rushed back down the decks to deal with the Baymardian enemies. "Kill them!... Kill them all!"
-Breww!!! The fire from the hot air balloons flew fiercely as the pilots positioned themselves just right. They weren't directly underneath the ships. Good... The lead commander took hold of his walkie. "All soldiers prepare to engage." [Roger that, sir!)
The others on the many hot air balloons responded before relaying their instructions to the soldiers aboard their 'ships.'
At the moment, all soldiers were secured at the edge of the massive baskets. They were still strapped onto the outer belts while standing on the platforms designed for such operations. "Eyewear!" "Check!" "Weapons!" "Check!" "Armor!" "Check!" "Parachute." "Check and check!" The soldiers replied in whispers.
"Good soldiers... Good marines... Tonight, you make your leap of faith. Tonight, you are defenders and protective of our beloved Baymard!"
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