However, his subordinates and allies around him exclaimed:

"Leader, look to the side, the islands that are watching are all approaching!"

"He, their island is hung with skull and crossbones flags!"

"They are all sky pirates!"

Hearing this, 5987 was filled with doubts.

It's easy to explain when I encounter air thieves in my east area, after all, that's the location of the next door area.

What the hell is this to the west and north? Isn’t this the direction of other alliances?

At this time, his heart skipped a beat, as if he had realized something, and he shouted quickly:

"Quick, fire quickly! Kill these bastards!"

…

"Bang!"

“Bang bang bang!”

Under the dim moonlight, a piece of alliance land was at war with more than a dozen surrounding islands.

Due to the constant interactive bombardment, 5987 islands were completely depleted of ammunition and food.

When he asked the [World Government] for weapons again, the other party ignored him again.

Subsequently, the alliance land where 5987 was located, which lost its weapons and ammunition, fell under the bombardment of the "air pirate troops" who continuously came to support from other directions.

The moon is dark.

The wind is high.

Under the darkness and malice.

CNN's "air pirates" in the entire area worked together to complete a murder.

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Chapter completed!