Chapter 309

Poof!

The dull sound was that Barto blocked the pirate's machete with his arm guard.

He stretched out his arms, turned his hands, raised his shotgun and fired with a bang. He hit the pirate right in the face and killed the pirate on the spot.

This is the fifth pirate he killed today. This pair of powerful arm guards is a gift from Lorraine, a giant lizard arm guard and an invulnerable specialty of Heba.

Biting the medicine bag with his teeth, he reloaded the shotgun and looked up at the chaos on the deck.

There were battles everywhere. Most of them were two or three sailors, relying on gun blocks and other obstacles, against a similar number of pirates.

Drake's elite have obvious advantages in equipment and physique, but the cotton Jack Pirate Group is worthy of being the pirate king group in the Caribbean. The pirates are good at fighting, not only cruel, but also fearless to die.

The number and combat effectiveness of the two sides are similar. The outcome of the confrontation on the deck is inseparable. Even the morale and damage are equal. It is completely different from the previous situation.

Go on like this

Barto gasped heavily, narrowed his eyes and carefully stared at Chenery, who was particularly prominent in the crowd.

The fool dressed like a stage clown has cut down seven people. Two must be dead and three don't know whether they are alive or dead.

This kind of person will affect the balance of victory and defeat, especially now that the pirates on the landing side are still flocking to board the ship, too many deaths and injuries are likely to lead to the overall collapse of the war situation.

"We must stop him..." Barto tightened the butt of his gun, raised his arm abruptly, and pulled the trigger at Chenery.

Boom!

……

Chenory slowly pulled the Viking sword out of a sailor's chest.

The sword stabbed a little too far. It didn't pierce the heart, but pierced the lungs.

Such an injury can only make people lose their combat effectiveness, not enough to kill their opponents, so he raised his feet, stepped on his twitching opponent, smiled grimly, and raised his sword with the slowest action.

Boom!

With the sudden gunshot, Chenery police suddenly appeared and hurriedly hid behind the shield.

The lead bullet slammed on the soft and thick fur of the shield. There was no breakdown and it was impossible to breakdown.

He kicked away the sailor who had narrowly escaped death, put aside his shield and looked proudly at the direction of the lead bullet.

There are two particularly conspicuous opponents.

Fifteen meters away, a tall young man with two knives, with a smile on his face, walked leisurely on the messy battlefield.

Two pirates jumped off the gun deflector, and two pirates attacked from the front and side at the same time.

Four people strike together, electro-optic flint.

The young man picked up the special knife that ordinary people can't handle with their hands, firmly held the jumping chop from the sky, and took advantage of the trend.

The flying pirates were led to the side by him and staggered to block the attack route of their ground companions.

He moved, stabbed the pirate in front of him with a knife as a sword, stabbed him in pairs, pushed him two steps to rush to the second pirate and raised his knife high.

Chenory's eyebrow jumped hard!

The young man raised a stabbing right-hand knife. The root of the knife was still wearing a pirate who was not dead. Even the man with a knife was held high by him, chopped down in one form and directly cut off the spirit of the second pirate.

The spirit of heaven opened and the pirates died miserably. The young man stopped the momentum. The pirates on the root of the knife flew out along the inertia, and they flew two meters away with the pirates who had been killed before.

He took off the weight and turned around in situ with the bow step. The spare left-hand knife turned into streamer and cut into the neck of the third pirate with a Shua. The tip of the hanging knife also crossed the eyes of the fourth pirate.

In the blink of an eye, three died and one was injured. He shook off the blood beads on the knife and continued his carelessness on the battlefield as if nothing had happened.

This monster

The young man swept chenory with his eyes as if nothing. With only one look, the self-esteem God of war stepped back.

Chenory swallowed hard and turned his eyes to the second man.

A strong man.

Barto was a head shorter than chenori, almost as strong as chenori, with four or five pirates lying beside him, and his short guns were still smoking.

Chenory laughed wildly: "although there are people who are more suitable to be opponents, warriors will not refuse the enemy's invitation to fight! Strong people, have you... Lived enough?"

……

Connect, connect!

With the one, two and two teams gaining a firm foothold under chenory's leadership, three, four and two stormtroopers also attacked the deck of the three eyed crow under the command of asaros.

The continuous gunfire has stopped.

There were only a hundred sailors on the three eyed crow, and almost all of them were entangled by the pirates who boarded the ship.

Therefore, the attack of the three or four teams was particularly successful. 140 people were killed unharmed into the war, the holy Anne decoupled and turned, and the golden deer in the distance completely exposed the ship's body.

In asaroth's eyes, the scales on the deck were rapidly tilting towards the cotton Jack pirates.

Drake's sailors had been squeezed into large and small groups, each surrounded by pirates several times their size.

Although drakes are brave, fearless and persistent, their failure is only a matter of time.

Asaroth knew he would win, capture most of the enemy, use them as hostages, and drive the three eyed crow into the safe haven in front of the golden deer.

When the bay mouth is cleared, the battle will be won by cotton Jack.

He walked easily across the board, boarded the three eyed crow under the protection of four strong pirates, and held the railing on the sparsely populated and weak rear deck.

This is the highland of the ship, with a panoramic view of the whole war situation.

Drake still has warriors. A strong man with two daggers and strange arm guards managed to drag chenory, and a young man with two knives suppressed at least 20 pirates

The young man attracted the attention of assaros.

He suppressed twenty people. In the encirclement, his vigorous posture cut down at least one person every step, while the pirates surrounded him, but could hardly cause him too much trouble.

Unfortunately, personal bravery is personal bravery after all. Just like assaros doesn't like chenory, warriors... Always have carelessness and fatigue in front of absolute number advantage.

Plop!

The muffled pain hum and the sound of human body falling came from behind. Assaros jumped at his temple and pulled out his short gun without thinking about it.

Boom!

Driven by gunpowder, the round lead bullet flew out of the muzzle of the gun, crossed a distance of two or three meters in the blink of an eye, and shot at a young and beautiful woman in a spin.

She looked a little embarrassed, with a blush on her face, a black cat on her shoulders, a silver tarot card that didn't look like a weapon in both hands, and wearing a gorgeous and dazzling wide sleeved dress.

She should be the dancer on the ship, or maybe the captain's lover. The sound of human body falling just now may be that she was scared out of her courage without knowing anything and accidentally hit the guardrail

This is normal.

The hatch behind her is open. She may be ordered to hide in the cabin, but she can't help being curious to see how the outcome is

Assaros found for the first time that people's thinking can turn so fast, but more importantly, he began to regret his superior reaction and precision shooting.

But the lead bullet has been shot out. The next moment, the flower will fall into a pool of blood. If the lead bullet accidentally hits the face door, she will become a disgusting dead meat

What a waste.

Then the next moment came.

The dancer really had to dance and spin the moving steps. The wide skirt was opened in the narrow aisle, revealing a touch of bright white in the lower leg.

Asaroth heard a faint sound like a phantom. The flying projectile was accurately divided into two. Wu Yu didn't know what method to use. The cut lead bullet was separated from the center, wiped her clothes exhibition and shot to the left and right sides.

She stopped, lowered her head and whispered a tempting breath.

"You... Your clothes are different from those pirates. Can I ask your identity?"

Assaros was frightened by the soft and harmless sound. He accidentally mixed it with a human body, lost his balance and fell to the ground.

His eyes fell.

He saw four dead bodies, each with his eyes open, and a confused expression remained on his face.

Most of their throats were cut off, and their blood dyed the ground red, just like a red carpet for the God of death.

Only one man's throat is not broken, although it doesn't keep him alive.

A silver Tarot was inserted obliquely into his side neck and stabbed nearly half. Limited blood squeezed out of the wound, and more blood flowed back, filling his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Asaroth stared at the shy and shy dancer in front of him like a monster.

"This... They... You did this?"

Noah's head hung lower, and the blush on her face had stained the delicate earlobes.

"The captain said I'm not good at close combat. No one has spare power to protect me today, so I'm not allowed to go to the main deck or let people who may threaten me live..."

She bit her lips and plucked up the courage to look up.

"But I think you may be different. You dress very clean and look like a gentleman just now."

Asaroth's eyes suddenly lit up: "yes, yes, I'm the merchant who was dragged onto the ship by them. I..."

"Don't lie to me," Noah interrupted. "I know you are the commander of the pirates. I just want to ask, are you the cotton Jack?"