Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Drake gave the command.
The next mont.
Artillery fire filled the sky, cannons roared in unison!
The flas illuminated the entire night sky! Soon, in the distant sea, huge water columns erupted. However, very few yachts were hit.
After all, yachts were fast and small, making it difficult for battleship cannons to lock onto them. Moreover, with poor visibility at night and the long distance, the cannon accuracy was also quite low.
Therefore, there was virtually no damage to the yachts. The artillery fire continued.
However, the results were minimal!
In desperation, Drake called his n and ordered them to open fire with rifles. At this distance, it was clearly beyond effective range.
However, under dense and full coverage, it was still possible to hit so people.
Drake coldly stated, "Just a few small boats can't stop us! But since you dare to provoke us, you must pay the corresponding price!"
He decided that at any cost, he would eliminate these people.
However, at that mont, his vice-captain suddenly thought of sothing and said with so concern, "Captain, I feel that things aren't so simple. They deliberately maintained a certain distance from us, clearly trying to draw our firepower. I suspect there might be a conspiracy!"
Upon hearing this, Drake's expression changed slightly.
A conspiracy?
He was taken aback.
Then, he quickly asked, "Is it true or not? Explain it clearly!"
The vice-captain pondered for a mont and then said, "Actually, it's just my speculation. I suspect that these people sent here might have only one purpose, and that is to deplete our ammunition. Furthermore, our people will be exhausted, and their combat strength will decline by the ti we find the Dawnbreaker. So, in my opinion, there's no need for us to engage with these bastards.
They probably won't cause us any substantial harm anyway."
Hearing this, Drake nodded thoughtfully.
However, just as he was about to issue a ceasefire order, a trendously strong sense of danger suddenly surged into his heart!
His heart tightened instantly, as if soone had a vice grip on it.
At the sa ti, his breathing beca extrely difficult, bordering on suffocation!
The next mont, this feeling of suffocation and impending danger expanded infinitely in his mind!
He wanted to cry out for help or take further action to avoid the danger.
But to his horror, he realized that he couldn't move at all.
At this mont, his muscles were rigid, his blood stagnated, seemingly beyond his control.
What's happening? Why is this happening? No! No way! I'm going to die, I'm about to die! No!
No, no, no!
Drake's inner voice shouted loudly.
Various thoughts flashed through his mind.
He could vividly sll the scent of death.
Despair, and powerlessness.
He couldn't do anything!
The next mont!
Boom!
An exceptionally unique sound pierced the night.
Then, Drake's head exploded in an instant!
Drake, the battleship captain, died a grueso death!
Ah!
The vice-captain was stunned for a mont, then scread loudly.
Seeing the body already thrown backward, his face turned extrely pale.
Drake's upper body had been blown into countless fragnts.
The scene was nauseating!
Then, he spotted soone in the distance. This person was holding a Barrett sniper rifle and had appeared on the battleship at so point.
Who was he? When did he get here?
In an instant, a series of questions filled the vice-captain's mind. Unfortunately, no one answered.
The next mont, he finally saw the face of this suddenly appearing assassin.
It was a young man!
And, the vice-captain was quite familiar with him!
Waldo!
How could Waldo be here? It couldn't be! Absolutely impossible!
Damn it, why Waldo?
Could it be that Waldo was on the Dawnbreaker?!
At this mont, the vice-captain was filled with dread!
If there was anyone in this world he was afraid of, it was Waldo.
The person he least wanted to encounter was Waldo because Waldo had caused him too many psychological traumas. He had beco a nightmarish presence in his life.
He had first t Waldo back in City 22. Waldo had been one of Sheriff's subordinates. When the police station fell, he had managed to survive, and Waldo had beco the unshakable shadow haunting him.
He had dread countless tis of being retaliated against by Waldo, and no matter how far he ran, he couldn't escape Waldo's grasp.
He had woken up from those nightmares ti and ti again.
Waldo! He hadn't expected it to be you!
The vice-captain's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth as he squeezed out these words.
In fact, at this mont, he had completely given in to despair.
He knew that today, no matter what, he couldn't escape death.
His past experiences and observations had taught him that no one could escape from Waldo.
This man was too terrifying!
Perhaps targeting the Dawnbreaker Noah's Ark had been a very unwise choice by the leaders of the Green Wolves and Black Wolves. Getting involved with Waldo would prove to be their most foolish decision.
The vice-captain thought to himself.
Boom! Indeed, just as he had this thought, he was imdiately shot in the head by Waldo.
In an instant, his entire upper body exploded!
"From your eyes, I see a very strong hatred, strange."
Waldo glanced at the body of the deputy.
He didn't understand why this person had such a strong reaction upon seeing him. For Waldo, this clown was not soone he recognized.
But no matter what the reason, you will die!
After killing the two n, Waldo imdiately went invisible and disappeared from the spot.
Shortly after he disappeared, the others on the battleship finally discovered that their captain had been attacked and killed.
"Oh no, soone, the captain is dead!"
At that mont, the entire battleship descended into chaos.
In the midst of the chaos, Waldo struck one soldier after another in key positions, all with deadly precision. In that mont, Waldo beca the most elite hunter. His invisibility ability was in full play at this mont.
No one knew of his presence.
Even if they did, within less than three seconds, they would beco a silent corpse. Every ti he appeared, it ant the loss of a life.
On the high-caliber gun control platform, a soldier was intensely focused on the distant battle.
The commotion on the warship had just begun, and he hadn't paid it much attention yet.
As for talk of the captain being dead, it was drowned out by the intense gunfire, and he hadn't heard it.
However, at that mont, his face changed slightly.
Because, at so point beside him, a person had suddenly appeared.
"Who are you?"
Instantly, he was startled, and he quickly asked sternly. But before he could continue speaking, Waldo took action.
Boom!
A massive head fell to the ground in an instant.
This situation was repeatedly playing out on the battleship.
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