"We're Pirates. We can beat up whoever we want..."
"Don't use your abilities or Haki to lock onto them. Whoever survives will depend on their luck."
"Just make sure you stay safe. It doesn't matter whether you hit anyone or not. Treat it as an after-dinner game," Carlos said with a smile.
"Yes, Captain!"
"Get down and fire at will!"
Carlos lay prone atop a sand dune without using his ability. His Observation Haki spread out, covering a hundred meters around them. This was not for attacking, but for defense, lest the Crewmates who could not use Haki be unlucky enough to get killed.
Aiming toward the side with the most lights, Carlos found one light source and decisively pulled the trigger. A bullet tore through the night sky and, with remarkable luck, struck a soldier in the arm.
Carlos had fired, and the other Crewmates followed suit. One after another, they lay prone on the sand dunes and pulled their triggers, sending bullets flying.
Most of the bullets flew toward the more crowded areas, since more people meant a better chance of hitting someone. They also felt some sympathy for those being outnumbered, though that did not mean no bullets were sent toward the hunted men.
The sudden gunfire nearly stunned both sides. Those who reacted quickly hurriedly adjusted their cover. Now, their cover had to shield them not only from the front, but from the side as well. Those who failed to react might escape if they were lucky; if they were unlucky, they would be hit; and if their luck was truly dreadful, they would be killed by the stray bullets.
What followed was a three-way melee. Bullets streaked through the night sky and struck the desert, kicking up clouds of sand.
When it came to marksmanship