"Yes." Turbid Wine, Bai Shi, and the others spoke excitedly.
Troop transports—what were troop transports? They were level 2 and level 3 sailing ships that could only carry players and had no offensive capabilities.
On one side were ships with no attack power. On the other, every warship could mount sixty Abyssal Cannons along each broadside. One side had three thousand troop transports, while the other had five hundred Black Devils. Just thinking about it made Turbid Wine and Bai Shi wildly excited.
"Weigh anchor! Raise the sails!"
The five hundred warships hauled in their anchors, raised their sails, and headed toward the Turkish troop transports.
After Turkey learned that it had gone to war with Saudi Arabia, its troop transports had stopped at an unnamed island only half an hour from Volcano Island.
"Troop transports, stay alert at all times. We still haven't found the Italian navy, so watch out for sneak attacks from Saudi Arabia's small fleets." While directing the battle, Crescent Moon Scimitar also sent a message to the troop transport commander.
Aspide, the vice president aboard the troop transports, stood at the highest point of the island and looked out over the endless sea. "It's very safe here. Please rest assured."
Just as he finished speaking, a bank of fog spread toward them. Aspide paid it no mind. Crescent Moon Scimitar had kept telling him there was fog ahead throughout the journey, yet he had never encountered any. He had assumed that once dawn came and the sun shone down, all the fog had dispersed.
"Then I'm relieved." Crescent Moon Scimitar let out a breath and shouted, "Fire! Kill those Saudi bastards!"
Watching the fog draw closer, Aspide laughed. "President, don't sound so irritable. You might scare the Saudis. They're all women; they won't be able