As he silently calculated in his heart, the atmosphere aboard the ship remained subdued.
The pirates began whispering among themselves. Clearly, the doubts and unease in their hearts had reached their peak.
Although Shamrock's imposing presence left them unable to argue back, no one dared to let down their guard completely.
However, Shamrock did not care about any of that. He had no intention of wasting too much time here.
His mission had never been to reassure these pirates, but to make them understand that if they wanted to win this war in the end, they could only rely on him and the powerful force behind him.
He closed his eyes briefly, then refocused on the sea. The sea wind howled past his ears, and all around was silent, broken only by the occasional cry of seagulls.
He knew he could change the situation and pull the Pirate Coalition out of its predicament, but he could not act yet.
He was waiting—waiting for the right moment, a moment when they could truly stand against the Neo Marines.
And that moment would arrive soon.
Shamrock no longer paid attention to the pirates' concerns and muttering. He stood silently at the bow, waiting for the dawn that would overturn the entire battle.
He knew his trust would not be misplaced. That assistance would arrive soon.
Suddenly, an ear-splitting explosion tore apart the calm of the sea—
"Boom!!"
The first shell slammed viciously into the Pirate Coalition's position. The air filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the entire sea seemed to have been torn apart.
Then came the second, the third. A relentless barrage poured down like a raging storm, every shell like a blade that could annihilate all things, striking the pirate fleet with perfect accuracy.
"Quick! Take cover!"
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