Zephyr stood at the bow of the warship, his body as upright as an iron tower, his eyes fixed on the G5 Branch in the distance.
Behind him, the Navy warships were lined up neatly, their cannons gleaming coldly.
"Admiral Zephyr, the resistance from the Big Mom Pirates ahead is too fierce, and our sailing speed has been affected somewhat."
Peacock stepped forward, gave a military salute, her voice tinged with anxiety.
Zephyr's brow furrowed slightly. After pondering for a moment, he said coldly:
"That madwoman Charlotte Linlin actually chose to be the one to block us."
Although he had expected the pirates to organize manpower to prevent them from providing support, he did not expect that the main force of the Big Mom Pirates would be here blocking them.
He turned to look at Peacock, a trace of anxiety flashing in his eyes,
"Have you received any news from the G5 Branch?"
These support troops of theirs had been trying to contact the G5 Branch, but the Den Den Mushi seemed to be interfered with by something, preventing them from establishing contact.
Peacock shook her head, her face also showing worry.
"We still can't get in touch with Toki and the others."
Zephyr's expression became even more agitated. He knew that time was of the essence, and the situation at the G5 Branch might already be critical.
He suddenly turned around, his gaze sweeping over every Navy soldier like a blade, his voice loud and powerful:
"Then we will directly charge towards the pirates and scatter their fleet!"
"Yes, sir!"
Peacock straightened her body, gave an even more standard military salute, and then quickly relayed the order.
Zephyr strode to the ship's rail, gripped it tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the front.
The sea breeze blew his cloak, fluttering loudly, as if cheering for the upcoming battle.
"All hands, prepare for battle!"
Peacock's voice echoed on the deck, and the Navy soldiers quickly took their positions, each with a firm expression on their faces.
They knew that this would be a tough battle, but they had no fear.
The warship accelerated forward, breaking through layers of waves, and charged fiercely towards the pirate fleet.
The roar of cannons sounded again, and the pirates immediately reacted. The shells from both sides intertwined in the air, forming a sea of fire.
Zephyr stood at the bow, feeling the vibration of the warship.
He knew that this battle was not only related to the life and death of the G5 Branch, but also to the honor of the entire Navy.
His eyes burned with unyielding fighting spirit. There were many proud disciples of his there; they were the future of the Navy.
"Charge!"
Peacock shouted loudly, leading a team of elite Navy soldiers forward using Moonwalk.
Their figures flashed in the firelight, like swift lightning bolts, traversing between the artillery fire and smoke.
Zephyr's eyes were fixed on the distant battlefield, silently praying that the comrades of the G5 Branch could hold on.
He took a deep breath, suddenly drew the long sword from his waist, and pointed it forward:
"Fight for justice, fight for our comrades, charge!"
The Navy soldiers shouted in unison, charging forward with high morale.
Their figures appeared particularly firm in the flames of war, each step exuding fearless courage.
The warship navigated through the artillery fire, quickly approaching the enemy fleet, and the battle was about to enter its most intense phase.
The Navy's advance force, led by Peacock, descended like fierce tigers, rushing swiftly towards the pirate ships.
The warships behind them followed closely, with the soldiers on board continuously providing cover for their charging comrades with firearms, bullets raining down on the enemy's positions.
Peacock, wielding her Battle Pike, led the advance force, rapidly approaching the pirate ship under the cover of firepower.
Her gaze was like lightning, locking onto the target ahead, her whole person like a swift flash of lightning, directly boarding the enemy ship.
"Follow me, keep moving forward!!!"
Her spear was like a swimming dragon emerging from the sea, each swing taking several lives, pirates falling one after another, screams rising and falling.
"Kill!!!"
The Navy soldiers naturally wouldn't fall behind, vying to kill forward.
The Navy and pirates met, with extra animosity.
"..."
"Boom!!!"
With a loud noise, the warship where Zephyr was located slammed into the main ship of the Big Mom Pirates.
The sea surface trembled, and the huge impact caused both ships to shake violently.
Waves crashed against the ship's sides, making roaring sounds.
Zephyr's eyes were like torches, and he jumped up without hesitation, his whole body flying towards the enemy ship like a cannonball.
He flipped in the air, landing steadily on the deck of the pirate ship, making a dull thud when his feet landed.
The surrounding pirates were stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and rushed towards him frantically.
Zephyr snorted coldly, his pitch-black fist suddenly swung out, the fist light like a rainbow, directly blasting away the oncoming pirates.
Facing the surrounding pirates, Zephyr was like entering an unpopulated land; these pirates were not his match at all.
With each wave of his fist, enemies fell to the ground one after another, blood flowing like a river.
"Admiral Zephyr will lead us to charge!"
"Kill!!!"
The Navy soldiers were greatly encouraged and followed in his footsteps to board the enemy ship.
They engaged in close combat with the pirates, swords clashing, sparks flying.
The sounds of fighting and roaring intertwined on the battlefield, like a storm.
Zephyr, draped in his cloak, was like a war god descending, every movement of his carrying endless power.
Wherever his fist went, there was no opponent, the pirates retreating one after another, fear appearing on their faces.
But he did not stop at all, continuing to advance forward, invincible in all directions.
The advance force led by Peacock had already gained the upper hand, and they launched indiscriminate attacks on the pirate ship.
Her Battle Pike danced like the wind, knocking down one enemy after another.
Her movements were swift and fierce, each attack carrying endless killing intent, guaranteeing bloodshed with every strike.
The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the fighting between the Navy and the pirates became increasingly fierce.
Zephyr's figure was like a flash of lightning, quickly shuttling between the enemies.
He took the lead and charged to the very front, the enemy unable to resist at all.
The pirates gradually felt despair. Although they were numerous, they seemed vulnerable under Zephyr's pressure.
Zephyr's momentum was like a rainbow, his waving fists carrying a destructive force, leaving the enemy with nowhere to escape.
Peacock's Battle Pike waved again, her movements swift and precise, the Battle Pike splitting open a pirate's chest.
Accustomed to this scene, she did not waver in the slightest, continuing to move forward.
Zephyr stood on the deck, his gaze coldly sweeping around.
Although there were many enemies, with his leadership, the Navy's morale was high and unstoppable.
His sword light flashed again, the pirates falling one after another, leaving only his figure shining on the battlefield.
"Continue to advance, eliminate all enemies!"
Zephyr's voice echoed like thunder on the battlefield, and the Navy soldiers responded in unison, advancing bravely.
