The surviving Marines were ultimately transferred onto the sea lion, bringing over all the medicine from the half-sunken ship.
Only a few dozen Marine recruits had survived, and the sea lion could still carry them all.
As for the other Marine soldiers who had already lost their lives, they could only sink into the deep sea along with the wrecked ship.
While the wounded students tended to their injuries, Zephyr clenched his teeth, tears welling in his fierce eyes. Only a few hours ago, these children had still respectfully called him Teacher Zephyr. They should have been the future hope of the Marines.
But now, because of one foolish pirate's ambition, they could only sink into the dark, freezing depths, their bodies left for fish and shrimp to devour.
Pirates!!
Damn pirates!
This was the second time Zephyr had doubted whether his ideals were wrong.
Was it truly a good thing to treat pirates with a policy of not killing them?
Zephyr was somewhat lost.
"Mr. Zephyr, stop spacing out."
While Zephyr was still deep in thought, Bright smiled and said, "Where should we take you? If I remember correctly, the G-5 base is nearby."
Not just the G-5 base—Punk Hazard, the place where he had made his name, was also in the nearby waters. Of course, he would not go there looking for trouble.
"Of course, if you don't want to stay with us for too long, I can take you to Prodence instead. No matter what, it's still a government-affiliated nation."
Bright smiled. "Although you turned a blind eye to the war happening there, Elizabello probably wouldn't dare ignore you. After all, everyone knows the Marines are the overlords of the sea."
"You bastard!"
Zephyr suddenly turned around, fury blazing in his eyes.
Of course he knew about