Chapter 22

This is the 25th day wandering in the Four Seasons Island sea area.

The morale of the recruits on the internship ship is very low because they have been unable to find the tracks of the Hunting Knife Pirates, and even the Navy intelligence department has not sent any news.

If it weren't for the big victory in Spring Rain Town at the beginning, I'm afraid the morale of these recruits would be even worse.

Although very helpless, this is the norm for Navy missions. The sea is vast; wanting to find a pirate group can be simple, and it can also be difficult.

Zefa can only encourage and comfort them in this situation. Although he is also anxious, his many years of Navy career have long made him accustomed to this process, but the recruits in the training camp are not. Veteran slackers Move Move Like Karl are rare.

Others are in low spirits and have nothing to do, but Karl is incredibly happy.

Neither meeting Weevil nor having to work, this is simply the Navy life he has dreamed of for a long time. It would be even more perfect if there was a beauty to accompany him.

After twenty days of accumulation, Karl has successfully pushed his physique from C to C+, and his skills related to the Navy Six Styles have been mastered to perfection.

Simply put, he knows everything Lucci knows, and he also knows what Lucci doesn't know. Even compared to Zefa, he doesn't fall behind much. The only difference is strength, that's all.

"Sigh~ Big Brother Karl, how are you so happy every day? Clearly our internship mission is almost impossible to complete, right!"

Ain looked at Karl, who was fishing leisurely on the railing, and complained helplessly, feeling very depressed inside.

They originally wanted to show off their skills during the internship period, rather than scrubbing the deck and maintaining the ship every day, but Karl is an exception.

No, he seems to have always been Move Move Like this.

"Hahaha, Ain, you haven't been in the Navy long, so you don't understand. This situation is the norm for the Navy!"

"Except for special missions, the most important thing in capturing pirates is intelligence. Without intelligence, you can only rely on luck."

Ain pouted in distress and sat down beside Karl, looking at the blue sea.

"Sigh! I really envy your mentality!"

"Hehe, just get used to it, just get used to it! Wait, I've got a bite!"

Karl quickly pulled up the fishing rod, and a half-meter-long sea fish fell onto the deck, flapping continuously. Ain's eyes lit up.

She rushed up to grab the fish and handed it to Karl, but in the process, the fish kept shrinking, and by the time it reached Karl's hand, it had already become a small fry.

Looking at Karl's stiff, handsome face, Ain covered her mouth and giggled, seemingly very happy to have pranked Karl.

"Situation at 12 o'clock, 10 nautical miles away! It's a pirate ship!"

A loud shout came from the lookout tower. All the recruits were stunned for a moment, then their spirits were lifted. Finally, there's work to do!

Ain's expression turned serious, and she quickly said to Karl: "Big Brother Karl, stop fishing, the pirates are here!"

On the distant sea, a pirate ship was sailing fast, and the ship was in chaos.

"Damn it, this group of Navy is really persistent! Little ones, pass on my order, full speed ahead, don't worry about those damn Navy!"

The person speaking was the captain of the Hunting Knife Pirates, Zaker, with a bounty of 24.5 million Berries. He was originally a bounty hunter, later changed his profession to become a pirate, and became famous for his superb swordsmanship.

"Captain, it's not good, this group of Navy is chasing us! Our ship is not as fast as theirs!"

Zaker's eyebrows twisted into a knot, and finally, he made up his mind, raised his sword high, and roared loudly.

"Since the Navy is chasing us relentlessly, it's useless for us to run anymore. We are the Hunting Knife Pirates! Little ones, fire the cannons!"

"Oh oh oh oh!" "Kill the Navy!"

On the internship ship, Zefa slowly put down his binoculars, a smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Given up running? Hmph! Overestimating yourself."

"Karl!"

"Here!"

Zefa turned to look at Karl, who was wearing a white military uniform, and said in a deep voice: "You are still in charge of this combat command, don't let me down."

"Yes, Master Zefa!"

Karl's expression turned serious. He found that these recruits' eyes were full of expectation... and longing. Karl sighed helplessly. Perhaps this is what being a nanny is Move Move Like!

"May the Holy Light bless you!"

The recruits couldn't help but close their eyes, feeling the power and vigorous vitality surging in their bodies, and let out a roar in unison: "The Navy will prevail!"

"All units, full speed ahead, gunners immediately adjust the artillery position, wait for my order!"

"Yes!"

The internship ship immediately accelerated, speeding toward the pirate ship. Several wildly inaccurate bombs fell far from the internship ship, splashing water.

"Pirates are pirates after all! Firing cannons at this distance, how could they possibly hit!"

Karl looked at the chaotic scene on the pirate ship through binoculars and laughed, quietly waiting for the pirate ship to enter their strike range.

"Gunners ready... fire!"

Bang bang bang~

The cannons fired in unison, and the black cannonballs flew toward the pirate ship with a shrill sound Move Move Like a death prayer. Although several still fell into the sea, more cannonballs exploded on the pirate ship.

The pirate ship suddenly had several holes, and debris from the ship's body scattered on the sea.

"Damn! What are you all doing? Fired so many cannonballs and didn't hit, the Navy only fired one round and hit our ship Move Move Like this!"

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

Zaker looked at the devastated ship and was furious, scolding his underlings with spit flying.

"Zaker, why don't we bring the ship closer and have a real fight with the Navy? Maybe there's a chance of survival." The person speaking had a calm expression and seemed to be the brains of the pirate group.

What he said was also very effective. Under his persuasion, Zaker soon calmed down.

"You're right, we can't sit and wait for death, we might as well fight. I want to see if the Navy can block my Wumaru!"

Vice-captain Lake looked at the long sword that was pitch black all over in Zaker's hand, a flash of envy in his eyes.

He was also a swordsman. Which swordsman wouldn't want to have a good sword!

The Wumaru in Zaker's hand is a famous sword, one of the 50 Skillful Grade Swords - Wumaru. Relying on its sharpness, Zaker was able to make a name for himself.

"Little ones, bring the ship closer!"

Captain Zaker gave an order, and the ship's body made creaking sounds, pushing toward the internship ship.

"Oh? This group of pirates wants to have a boarding battle with us! Are they crazy? Listen to my order, fire!"

Being able to easily and comfortably solve the enemy with cannons, why fight a boarding battle? Anyway, Karl doesn't want to fight.

Short-range combat on land is unavoidable, but doing this at sea is a bit...

Wouldn't it be beautiful to wait until their ship is blown up and the pirates are floundering in the sea before taking action?

Bang bang bang~ The cannons fired again.