New World supply line.
Sentry Stone Island.
The island was not large.
There were no bustling towns on it, nor any mineral veins worth fighting over for the Three Emperors.
What truly mattered was its location.
Sentry Stone Island lay at the junction of three temporary routes.
As the Navy's main fleet swept forward, the medical ships, supply ships, and refugee transport ships in the rear all needed to make brief stops here to change course and reorganize.
Thus, after the cleansing operation began, Sentry Stone Island became one of the most important nodes on the Navy's supply line.
And because of that, it became one of the Big Mom Pirates' first targets for retaliation.
At dusk.
Several Adventure Group fleets responsible for escorting refugees had just arrived at the harbor.
The wounded aboard the medical ships had yet to be fully transferred, while the supply ships were being reloaded with fresh water, medicine, and ammunition.
The harbor was in perfect order.
But in the next instant, a deep tremor suddenly came from the open sea.
"Rumble—"
The sea bulged upward.
Rows of armored Biscuit Soldiers carrying shields rose from the shallows on both sides of the harbor.
Then came a second row.
A third row.
A tenth row.
Countless Biscuit Soldiers advanced from both sides of the coastline like an ever-thickening wall, forcibly trapping several Adventure Group fleets inside the harbor.
"Biscuit Soldiers of the Three Sweet Commanders!"
"It's Cracker!"
By the time the alarms rang out, it was already too late.
Charlotte Cracker stood behind the Biscuit Soldiers with his arms folded, a contemptuous smile on his face.
"Mama gave the order."
"You can't keep sending people, and you can't keep sending medicine."
He raised a finger, and every Biscuit Soldier lifted its sword at once.
**"So all