Gecko Moria rose to smooth things over. "Old Sand, you've got a quick mind. If you have any ideas, just say them! We all know each other so well, there's no need to be embarrassed!"
Crocodile rolled his eyes at him. It was one thing for Ronglin to keep calling him Old Sand, but what the hell was Moria doing calling him that? Since when had they been so familiar?
"Since the enemy wants you to enter their encirclement, then go right in!" Crocodile said. "Even if CP0 really joins forces with the pirates to surround the two fleets, the Second Fleet can slow down and counterattack the CP0 fleet lurking in the Star Alliance's heartland, catching them off guard!"
Ronglin shook his head. "It's a good plan, but CP0's combat power is too formidable. You're underestimating them."
Crocodile glanced around at the others and asked, "If all these people were thrown into the fight, would this force still not be enough to deal with mere CP0?"
Ronglin still had not told them that the Five Elders had entered the New World. After all, even he could not properly assess what kind of power they possessed. To avoid causing unnecessary panic, he had kept it to himself.
But now, Crocodile's plan to turn the enemy's scheme against them was aimed directly at CP0. If they did that, they would very likely face the Five Elders head-on. Ronglin wondered whether the Three Great Fleets, working together, could escape from a CP0 fleet guarded by the Five Elders.
Ronglin truly did not dare gamble on it. He abruptly rose to his feet. "I've decided to lead the expedition personally!"
Everyone was stunned, and quite a few immediately volunteered to accompany him.
Ronglin swept his gaze around before looking at Moria. "The First