boom...

The elite seafarers who climbed up had only time to see a ball of crimson bursting in front of their eyes, and then everything fell into darkness and even confusion could not arise.

A tribe who is a backbone force even among the Seafarers tribe died like this.

The corpse fell from the edge of the ship like a broken kite, and fell into the sea with a bang. Blood gushed out and spread out like ink in the sea.

He was not the only one who received this treatment. A large number of alien-shaped depraved lives like him were easily solved under the arrangement of Colin.

Before the enemy could even touch them, most of them had lost, and even the enemy's ship could not climb up.

"Mr. Patton, our people can't get on that warship. They can attack us accurately, without any mistakes..."

The lookout hand jumped down again.

"I can see nonsense!"

Patton's eyes became more and more ferocious. Their racial talent allowed them to see things in the distance more clearly than usual in the heavy rain that ordinary people could not even open their eyes.

At this distance, both sides are less than 500 meters long, which allows him to see a lot of things clearly.

For example, just now, he could see clearly the other party's methods of dealing with these hidden people. After the people came out of the captain's room, they walked straight in a certain direction in an orderly manner, waiting directly in front of them.

He didn't know how the other party did it, but it was obvious that these small methods of dispatching assassins had failed and could not work.

It was also at this time that he noticed that these "blind men" saw further than those they had before and had certain precise means of attack.

But that's OK.

This made him feel even more excited. The stronger the strength the other party showed, the happier he would be.

This means that when these people are subdued, the higher the spoils he gets, and he is not worried that he will be hit by those big shells.

He had observed that the life accuracy of those powerful artillery was extremely touching, and once they were approached, they would be useless.

At this moment, the balance of victory was tilting towards him.

"In the face of absolute strength, what can you do if you are omniscient?"

Patton thought disdainfully.

Now, both sides are waiting for the moment when they really start to get closer. With this storm, the other party cannot escape.

"Tell all the fleet captains! Let them prepare the combatants, and then send the fish on them first to consume their combat power!"

Patton issued further instructions.

Although he completely looked down upon these inferior races of life that were not favored by great existences.

But some dangerous instincts made him realize that if he was not treated with caution, he might pay a relatively high price.

"Captain Patton, are we going to use the Sea God's Spikes now? Suppress their sharpness."

A powerful sea clan warrior said, "I guess those on the plywood are not 'survivors'..."

Now they do not use "Sea God Nail" purely because they are afraid of killing those high-value preys, and the value of the dead is not a little bit worse.

But just like before, Patton shook his head: "These slaves are of high value. We can't tell which ones are 'survivors' and which are not. There can be fewer boats and people can die a little, but as long as you catch a 'survivor', everything can be made up..."

"But..."

The same powerful sea clan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pressure and found that the captain in front of him once again expanded and raised, all his muscles raised high, looking at himself in a downward posture, and spoke in a cold tone:

"Are you questioning my decision?"

Under the suppression of the bloodlines from the race, the seafarer felt a huge fear in his heart, and he knelt down with trembling trembling, crawling on the ground to express his surrender, and dared not say anything more.

But the problem is...

What he just wanted to say was whether the other paddling fish could share the pressure together, because...

Now, among the hundreds of ships, the only one in my second fleet was injured!

It was me who charged, it was me who sneaked into it, it was me who was sunk the ship, it was me who got beaten...

The other three, four, five, six, seven, eight, all the team captains of the fleet dropped the side and paddled on the side!

Oh, the captain of the third fleet is gone...

The captain of the second deputy fleet's sea clan was filled with pain.

If he continues to die like this, he will become the commander of the bachelor!

Even if he doesn't become a bachelor commander, he will be bullied by the captains of other fleets and will be suppressed and unable to raise his head.

In this case, those guys will only laugh at him and will not give him any help.

But at this time, Captain Patton's words made him excited again.

"The members of the former third deputy fleet were incorporated into the second team."

...

At the same time, on the front line, a small wooden assault ship that was broken by artillery but not sunk was approached by Colin's second-class battleship.

With a bang, the ships of both sides slammed together, but these ships were much smaller than this steel warship.

Therefore, even if you get close, you have to find a way to rush up and pull up the ropes to make the connection between the two sides closer and more suitable for climbing onto the boat.

But before they could do this, a fire-burning barrel of about fifty kilograms was thrown down.

With a loud bang and the smoke rising from the sky, the first arriving assault ship was blown in half.

A large number of alien life exploded...

But in the storm, blood, gunpowder, and even those internal organ fragments...

He was soon rushed into the sea.

Soon, more assault ships arrived here, and because some explosive barrels failed due to water inlet, or were not thrown onto the other party's ship, some devastating races with a strong fishy smell finally climbed onto the warship after a lot of hardships.

Although I was shot at the head as soon as I climbed up...

But this at least shows that their front line has been pushed one step further.

Moreover, in the next less than ten minutes, more than a dozen assault ships crashed into the second-class warship.

Then a large number of strange creatures surged out from above, and in the strange roar of their scalp, hundreds of monsters roared onto the warship.

They came in groups, wave after wave, as if trampling on the entire ship trembled.

Although these monsters are obviously very weak and are short, they can be killed by just one or two swords, and they are obviously some miscellaneous fish and cannon fodder.

But they are indeed annoying, incredibly numerous, and are as destined as distortions.
Chapter completed!