Armored Train
"Captain!" The desperate roar of his men and the creaking, groaning sounds of the Warship's steel twisting under the strain made the Middle East Captain realize that his Warship was doomed.
On deck, sailors and gunners scrambled to jump off the deck to survive; they didn't want to sink into the sea with the Warship.
The Middle East Captain stood numbly on his disintegrating Warship, devoid of any will to survive. As Captain, it seemed quite good to perish with his Warship.
However, some loyal subordinates pulled him along to jump off the deck to survive.
Splash! Salty seawater rushed into his mouth. Struggling, the Captain opened his eyes, but the scene before him sent a chill down his spine. A colossal creature with bloodshot eyes swung its tail, its dorsal fin gleaming coldly. Its greyish-white Titan body... So, this was the guy who destroyed their Fleet?
Before the Captain could think further, he surfaced, clutching a plank handed to him by his subordinate, and floated blankly in the sea, watching the white shadows moving beneath the surface.
Suddenly, before he could react, a splash of water erupted beside him, and the stench of blood immediately filled his nostrils. Numerous severed limbs stained the sea red, and the Captain was also stunned by the shockwave from the shell.
In his daze, he saw Warship firing their cannons in the distance, but why were they firing at them? They were also Middle East Navy; they were all on the same side.
For a moment, the Captain was in a daze, then suddenly realized, "Oh right, didn't I just fire at my own men? Why? Because I was afraid of dying. That white figure was Death God! So that's it, it was fear!"
The Captain smiled slightly, and the next moment, a shell exploded beside him.
Beneath the surface of the sea, a blood-stained military cap slowly sank.
"There! They need support there! Quickly!" Upon receiving the order, the Middle East artillery immediately opened fire on a cluster of Titan in the Slava Fortress. Dozens of Titan gathered there were instantly reduced to bloody fragments under the barrage of fire.
On the tallest towers of the Slava Fortress, the Middle Easterners set up several artillery positions, overlooking the entire fortress and able to provide artillery support in all directions. The thirty-meter-high towers also meant that those drooling, mindless Titan could only reach out and grab in vain.
But just as the Middle East Soldiers were desperately opening fire in retaliation, a terrifying shriek suddenly rang out from the sky, the piercing sound causing the Middle East Soldiers to cover their ears in pain.
Barely managing to lift their heads, the Middle East Soldiers stared wide-eyed as an unprecedentedly enormous figure, with wings even larger than its own, hurtled toward them from the sky.
"What kind of monster is that?" The Middle East Soldiers stared in disbelief. A flying Titan?
"Watch out! It's coming! Watch out!" A Middle East Soldiers shouted a warning to his Comrade. Many Soldiers grabbed their Rifle from the ground and pointed them at the sky. If the cannons weren't so heavy, the Middle East Soldiers would probably have preferred to point them at the sky.
"They're here!"
The Winged Titan instantly reached the top of the tower. Its crimson eyes and demonic face terrified the Middle East Soldiers, turning them pale. The massive air currents generated by its flapping wings also made the Middle East Soldiers feel suffocated.
"Fire!" the Middle East Soldiers roared, and a barrage of gunfire erupted as countless bullets hurtled towards the Winged Titan.
Using bullets to shoot down Titan is perhaps the most ridiculous joke, and these Middle East Soldiers quickly understood this, but unfortunately, they didn't have the chance to pass the joke on to others.
As it swooped down, the Winged Titan opened its claws, its sharp, slender, scimitar-like claws shredding everything in its Winged Titan, from the bodies of Middle East Soldiers to Cannon made of Refined Steel, as easily as tofu.
Winged Titan swept past, the tower instantly transformed into a crimson hell.
But the Winged Titan showed no mercy. It adjusted its posture in mid-air and swooped down on the tower once more. Only when there was no sign of life on the tower Winged Titan flap its wings and fly rapidly into the sky, heading towards its next target tower.
"Oh dear, it seems we don't need to lift a finger. Middle Easterners don't seem to be very tough. Didn't they say the Doctor secretly helped the Middle Easterners?" Ivanor sat on the rock, idly playing with his Blonde.
Beside Ivanor, Bazel crossed his arms. "The Doctor is willing to help, but that Middle East bearded man is stubborn. He's not willing to help. Isn't it good enough that we don't have to lift a finger?"
As they spoke, Golden Thunder flashed, and the agile Flying Claw Titan charged into the fortress through the gap opened by the Armored Titan, wreaking havoc.
The Cart Titan, carrying armor on its back, was also charging towards the Slava Fortress on all fours, followed by countless Marley or Eldia Soldiers.
"But I'm so bored, and Miss Aili isn't here," Ivanor said regretfully, pinching her cheek.
Bazel glanced at her. Such a beautiful woman, yet her sexual orientation was so strange. What a waste of resources.
"Hey, Bazel, what's with that look? Do you have a problem with me?" Ivanor noticed Bazel's strange look of pity mixed with disdain, which made her very uncomfortable.
Bazel squinted. "No, no, no problem. You're mistaken."
"But you..." Ivanor wanted to ask more, but suddenly, a piercing horn sounded and drew their attention.
Suddenly, the Armored Titan staggered out of the gates of Slava Fortress. The Armored Titan looked rather miserable at this moment. Its body was pitch black, like charcoal, and covered with many pitted wounds. Its left arm was missing, and half of the bone shield on its right arm was broken.
Clang! Clang! Accompanied by the sound of steam, a ferocious black steel behemoth appeared before everyone. Its entire body was covered with pure steel armor several tens of centimeters thick, and dozens of cannons thicker than a human body. The Middle Easterners's great weapon, the Anti-Titan Steel Armored Train, made its debut.
Ivanor straightened up, looking at the Armored Train's menacing appearance. His face suddenly flushed with excitement, and he pointed at the Armored Train, exclaiming, "This is interesting! This is interesting! Haha, even the Armored Titan couldn't beat this! I want to try it!"
Bazel stroked his chin, looking thoughtfully at the Armored Train, but Ivanor had already drawn his Dagger and was about to stab at his palm. Bazel shrugged indifferently, "Then let's go."