"Warship 025, acknowledged."
"Warship 032, acknowledged!"
"Warship 035, acknowledged. Shells loaded, ready to fire!"
At that moment, more than a dozen warships swung their cannons around in unison, aiming at the pirate ship flying a skull flag several hundred meters away.
The ships on the left flank could clearly hear the panic aboard the pirate vessel.
"Marines!! Oh, God, it's the Marines!"
"There are warships everywhere! I can't even see the end of them!"
"What rotten luck! We ran into the Marines' main force!"
"Damn it, why did these bastards suddenly enter the New World? Have they gone mad?"
"This is supposed to be a paradise for us pirates!"
"..."
Tense, furious, agitated voices rang out one after another.
But in contrast to their noisy commotion, the Marines remained utterly silent.
Pitch-black cannon muzzles were already trained on the pirate ship ahead. Each warship carried around twenty or thirty light cannons, giving the dozen or so ships a total of two to three hundred guns.
A single volley would send more than three hundred shells screaming through the air.
Fierce winds blew, and thunder rumbled across the sky.
Time seemed to stand still.
Then, suddenly—
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
The warships' cannons roared in unison, echoing the thunder overhead as a dense barrage of shells screamed toward the pirate ship with deadly accuracy.
"We're done for!!"
"Jump overboard!"
"We'll die! Jumping into the sea in the New World's unpredictable weather is suicide!"
"We'll die if we stay aboard, too!"
The pirates' terrified screams and roars carried across the water.
While they were still arguing, the shells came screaming down, and every pirate's eyes widened.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
More than three hundred shells struck home. In an instant, raging flames erupted, and the entire pirate ship was blasted