Chapter 318: Bombing everything with artillery fire
Damiel Island, to its west is Punin Port in South Wales, and to its southeast is Bansi Island, where the famous Bansi Port is located.
Hasta stood at the bow and observed the movements on the sea with his naked eyes. It was dark now, and the sea was like a mass of black water, and they were sharks shuttling through the black water.
When sharks smell the scent of prey, they will open their ferocious mouths.
"Do you like the sea?"
Hasta suddenly spoke, and the two adjutants standing beside him were stunned for a long time. One of them laughed dryly and said, "There is no such thing as liking or not liking. I remember that when I came back from a long journey by boat for the first time, I almost suffered from ocean phobia and had nightmares for a while."
Another adjutant said, "I like the sea because it always accepts every creature that arrives here. No matter how dirty, poor or dead it is, the sea will give it a place to rest."
Hasta nodded lightly and said nothing more.
As the ship gradually approached the waters near Damir Island, they encountered the patrol boat of the pirate group.
The pilot lights on the warships were too dazzling in the darkness, and it was normal to be discovered once the distance was shortened.
But for the pirates entrenched on Damir Island, such lights were golden lights that symbolized wealth.
There would always be some merchant ships that strayed into the nearby waters in the dark and became their prey.
The two patrol ships quickly called their captains, saying that a big fat sheep had come to their door.
As for whether the lights might be from the navy's warships?
This joke was not very funny. The nearby pirates had difficulty getting a sense of superiority in mocking the incompetence of the South Wales Navy.
After all, people can't always compare themselves with a pool of mud.
Hasta asked people to temporarily turn off the headlights on other warships, leaving only the lights on the two leading warships in front.
When about eight pirate ships came in a line under the cover of darkness, wanting to tear up their prey, the two leading warships stopped where they were, waiting for them to deliver the goods to their doorsteps.
Who is the hunter and who is the prey can only be known when the gunshots sound.
Most of the pirates' ships are ordinary fishing boats that have been modified. They can carry four or five cannons, which is considered a good firepower.
Only those large-scale pirate groups have warships that can compete with warships.
Therefore, when they hunt merchant ships, they usually fire a few shots first, hitting the waters near the merchant ships to play a deterrent role.
Unless necessary, they will not directly attack the merchant ships themselves, so as not to capsize the ships, burn and catch fire, and cause damage to the cargo on the ships.
The grappling hook, a somewhat ancient weapon, can help pirate ships fix merchant ships, first to avoid being thrown away by the speed of merchant ships, and secondly, it can allow pirates to climb onto merchant ships along the cables built by the grappling hooks to plunder.
This is the plundering method generally adopted by pirates.
The first batch of pirate visitors that Hasta and his team met tonight wanted to adopt this method.
The navy on the ship had already lined up with guns and guarded their combat positions according to the combat methods of daily exercises.
Just waiting for a gunshot.
About a few minutes later, several rounds of neat gunshots were heard.
The two lieutenants beside Hasta had already led people to arrest the captain of this pirate group and asked him to confess the situation on Damir Island.
Then, the captain was hanged on the gallows with other pirates.
Whether it was the pirates who laid down their weapons and surrendered, or the pirates who resisted stubbornly, their destination was the gallows.
Hasta did not have the time or the idea to screen out the innocent people who might exist among the pirates.
Half an hour later, the warship had arrived at Damir Island.
"Fire!"
With the order, the neat artillery fire took care of every inch of land on Damir Island without bias.
Hasta narrowed his eyes and looked at the shocking scene of the artillery fire washing the ground.
This island is not too big, and there is only this one port in and out.
When the sound of artillery resounded through the port of Damir Island, the sleepy pirates' first reaction was not that the navy was attacking, but which pirate groups had started fighting again?
When the shells landed not far from where they lived, they were so scared that they quickly got up from the bed, cursing: "Which stupid bastard, brainless pig son, actually fired at the residential area!"
"When you have nowhere to sleep with your wives at night, I will definitely bring a bunch of people to watch!"
The so-called residential area is just a row of wooden houses, most of which have only one floor, and a few have two floors.
The houses were built crookedly and not beautiful at all. Under the baptism of artillery fire, the wood still ushered in the fate of being burned.
After more than a dozen rounds of artillery fire, when the barrels were hot enough to burn people, Hastur ordered the navy on the ship to land in formation.
All the pirates who showed up were not allowed to be spared.
It was not until the gunshots took the lives of the pirates that they saw the uniform navy uniforms, and then they died in astonishment.
Here, no pirate would have thought that the navy of South Wales would take advantage of the night to catch them off guard.
Hastur stood at the bow, watching nearly 800 navy officers sweeping away every trace of pirates.
When they found a few extraordinary people trying to escape or resist under the cover of night.
The gardener and the cook who went out to sea with Hastur, with Hastur's nod, took their big scissors and boning knives and joined the battlefield.
Even if the two of them did not attack, several Sequence 9 and Sequence 8 Beyonders were still very vulnerable in front of firearms.
A shot to the head or the heart could easily take their lives.
Even a strong shepherd like Mr. A would not choose to confront guns and cannons. Bullets may not cause fatal injuries, but the recovery speed of a body that is constantly bombarded is far slower than the speed of being destroyed.
Of course, the most powerful thing about such powerful Beyonders is not whether their bodies can withstand the baptism of cannons, but their high flexibility.
This is the basis for their strong threat capabilities.
The gunshots that resounded through the night sky continued until the sun rose the next day.
Except for some smart pirates who took advantage of the chaos to leave with empty oak barrels, all the other pirates on Damir Island were here.
The broken limbs and arms, intestines and heads on the ground were mixed together like a hot pot meeting.
The strong smell of blood was more obvious when the sun rose, making people feel sick and want to vomit.
Last night, the navy that swept the pirates like a god descended to earth, at least half of them were vomiting, and one-third of them had secretly vomited, leaving only a few people with pale faces, trying to remain calm.
There was no way, the power of artillery was far less than that of guns, and under its ravages, there were not many intact corpses left.
Some pirates who surrendered early were also shocked by the bloody scene.
Among those corpses, many people had just had fun drinking with them last night, but now they had completely turned into cold corpses, and some could not even preserve their complete corpses.
In order to survive, they knelt on the ground and kept begging Hasta, who had the highest status, for mercy, with all kinds of words of begging.
In response, Hasta said calmly: "Take them on board."
The pirates who thought they had a lucky chance to save their lives were grateful, and some even shed tears and cried with joy.
When they got on the ship and saw the bodies of the pirates hanged, panic and fear began to spread.
But under the aiming of a row of black gun barrels, despite their constant cursing, crying and begging for mercy, they all turned into hanging corpses in the end.
It's not that Hasta wanted to emulate the predecessor, Grand Duke Nanwell, but at this time, it is necessary to give the increasingly rampant pirates a little shock, and at the same time boost morale and confidence.
No matter how powerful the pirates are, they are still one head and two arms.
As long as there is a gun in hand, everyone is equal under one shot.
As the pirates on Damir Island were cleared out, Hasta naturally took back the wealth they had collected on weekdays as trophies.
During this period, the gardener who washed the big scissors came to Hasta and said that he had caught the leader of the Dark Hand Pirates, a Sequence 7 navigator.
What else can be done?
Hang him on the gallows as well, and then put his body in the front, which should also give a Sequence 7 Pirate leader some face.
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Before the ship arrived at Punin Port, the news that the pirates entrenched in Damir Island had been cleared out had spread.
Many people came to the port, looking forward to the return of the navy.
Some people whose relatives worked in the navy began to straighten their backs and speak loudly to explain to other people who didn't know how different the current Puning Port Navy was, from the navy's layoffs to the expansion of recruitment, and then to daily training.
It greatly satisfied many people's mood of eating melons.
Klein was also one of the melon-eating crowd. He didn't expect that things would unfold like this.
He was about to tell the Earl Hasta Campbell about the pirate group, but he didn't expect that the other party had already wiped out the pirates on Damir Island.
It was unknown whether the Dark Hand Pirate Group mentioned by Mr. Hanged Man had also been wiped out.
When the sunset began to fall on the sea, the neatly arranged fleet finally appeared in everyone's sight.
When the fleet approached, they found that the pirate bodies hanging on the ropes were also neatly arranged.