Encountering Count Red

Tracking the Roger Pirates is a very dangerous mission.

In the past, any Navy that tracked the Roger Pirates met a terrible end.

However, a mission is a mission and must be carried out.

Upon receiving the assignment, the special operations unit left the base that same day.

Ten days later.

The sun was shining, the sky was a clear blue, and the sea was calm and peaceful.

On the deck of the warship, Wright, Connor, and several young officers were chatting, enjoying their afternoon tea.

At this moment, Wright said curiously, "Headquarters really cares about Roger. There are so many Pirates in the New World, especially Golden Lion, who is much more rampant than Roger."

Connor nodded. The recent newspapers were full of news about Golden Lion.

Next were Whitebeard, Big Mom, Kaido, and others.

As for news about Roger, they had only seen it once ten days ago.

Wilder lowered his voice and whispered, "I heard that Roger holds the secret of the Ancient Weapon."

"Ancient Weapon?" Wright and Connor were unfamiliar with the term "Ancient Weapon."

Wilder looked at them and said, "I also heard about it by chance in my previous unit. They say the Ancient Weapon possesses the power to destroy the world."

"Then if Roger got it, wouldn't that be very dangerous!" Wright blurted out subconsciously.

Wilder said, "That's why the World Government and Headquarters are in such a hurry to get rid of Roger and his crew."

"So that's how it is." Wright, Connor, and the others finally understood the danger Roger posed.

Just then, Victor, Eric, and Kennard walked over.

Seeing Victor approach, Wright, Connor, and the others immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"We're almost at Gal Island. Everyone pay attention, extreme weather might appear shortly."

Victor reminded Wright and the others.

"Extreme weather?" Wright and the others looked at the clear sky and the calm sea.

"To become a qualified Marine, one must not only possess personal bravery but also understand geography and meteorology."

After speaking, Victor handed a ship's logbook he was holding to Wright and the others, "You can take a look if you have time."

Wright flipped it open and glanced at it. "This is a Pirate's ship's logbook from two days ago."

Victor hummed in affirmation. "There were many spoils of war, and the ship's logbook among them is the most precious."

"Thank you, senior. I will definitely finish reading it!" Wright replied earnestly.

Wright believed Victor's words were correct.

"Alright, everyone else, get ready to face the bad weather at any moment."

Victor said to the Marines on deck.

"Yes!" Whether they were on the mast or on the deck, the Marines responded loudly.

As the ship approached Gal Island, the sky suddenly darkened.

This phenomenon could only be described as bizarre.

Just moments ago, the sky was clear, and in the blink of an eye, it was covered in dark, ink-like clouds.

Not only that, but the sea became turbulent, with waves suddenly rising over ten meters high.

In addition, there was thunder and lightning in the air, accompanied by strong winds and heavy rain from time to time.

The Marines on deck quickly furled the sails and retreated into the ship's cabin.

At this moment, the cabin was like a tin can, and the Marines inside were like candies in the can.

In the face of nature's power, the warship was simply too small.

The storm ended overnight.

The Marines of the special operations unit were all exhausted.

However, everyone admired Victor.

If Victor hadn't warned them in advance and allowed them to make emergency preparations, they would have been caught completely off guard.

With just one mistake, there could have been a shipwreck and loss of life.

After the warship docked.

The Marines quickly disembarked onto Gal Island.

On the beach of Gal Island, wreckage from ships was scattered everywhere.

These remnants were already in disrepair from being washed by the sea and exposed to the scorching sun.

The special operations unit needed to resupply on the island as quickly as possible.

This included fresh water, fruits, food, and other provisions.

However, there were already guests on Gal Island.

These guests were not welcome by the Navy.

At this time, the Marine Soldiers entered the forest to hunt, log, and gather herbs and other supplies.

However, in a clearing in the forest, sat a tall, thin man.

When the Marines saw the tall, thin man, they froze.

They couldn't have mistaken him, and the other party's appearance was too distinctive.

The man wore a crimson shirt and blood-red trousers, black leather shoes with gold trim on his feet, a wide blood-red cloak over his shoulders with a checkered pattern inside, and a blue rose around his neck. He held a slender umbrella with a bat-shaped handle.

The man's eyebrows were crimson, a gold chain hung from his mouth, and he always wore a sinister, charming smile.

"You've got to be kidding me!"

"How could I run into this guy here!"

"This is bad, we're going to die!"

"We're going to die here!"

Although they were Marines chosen from Branch G5, it didn't mean they weren't afraid.

Especially since the enemy's power far exceeded their imagination!

"He actually chased me all the way here."

A teasing smile played on the man's lips.

"Is it Garp, or Sengoku?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, some Marine Soldiers turned and fled, shouting as they ran, "Count Red, Count Red is on the island!"

"Don't come any closer!"

"Everyone run!"

The Marines loudly warned their comrades.

Count Red—Patrick Redfield.

Though he was only one person, his own strength alone was enough to rival the powerful figures on the sea.

He was a great pirate of the New World, a formidable powerhouse with terrifying strength!

The number of pirates and Marines killed by Count Red was countless.

However, the next second.

The forest fell silent.

The Marine Soldiers lay on the ground, a large amount of blood flowing from beneath them.

Redfield still held his umbrella.

Using his umbrella as a sword.

He possessed extremely powerful swordsmanship.

In terms of personality, he was similar to Hawk Eyes Mihawk.

"What's going on!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Did he just shout Count Red?"

"Go check it out quickly!"

"You go report to Captain Victor!"

The Marines split into two groups, one going to notify Victor, and the others heading into the forest. However, when they arrived at the forest, they found the remains of corpses everywhere.

At least fifty Marine Soldiers had met a gruesome end.

Their bodies were cut into pieces, their deaths horrific.

Meanwhile.

The Marine Soldier who returned to report, without even stopping to catch his breath, arrived before Victor. "Captain Victor, Count Red, Count Red is on the island!"

Upon hearing the name Count Red.

Eric, Kennard, and the others widened their eyes simultaneously, their eyes filled with unease.

Some Marines let out a 'hiss,' drawing in a sharp breath.

It was said that even a Marine Admiral could not defeat Count Red!

And a Marine Admiral was the Navy's strongest force!

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