Chapter 304 (2/2)

Inside the castle.

Ingelund was holding a submachine gun as he quietly sat in the palatial hall. On the floor in front of him were 78 dead bodies into a pool of blood. Those were the male civilians caught by them. He was in a dire urge to kill, for only blood could stimulate him so that he wouldn’t fall into fear.

The number of pirates in the castle which numbered 242 men had been reduced to only 96 after several losses, while the other party were but only a dozen.

They were experts. And powerful ones at that!

He was also once an expert—an ace of the United States’ marine corps. As a result of having a conflict with someone in the army and due to him killing the other party, he deserted and escaped the army. Years after escaping he eventually took shelter under Duffsky.

However, he had never once seen such intrepid team. Even the top-notch soldiers in the Marine Corps he was enlisted in that year perhaps couldn’t be compared to the other party.

“Second Chief, the Third Chief—Hutu sent two searching teams, a total of 20 men, and they haven’t come back until now. Could they gotten in an accident?” A burly, ugly and ferocious looking man strode in from the outside carrying a submachine gun and dozens of magazines on his waist.

Ingelund stared blankly before he suddenly jumped up from the sofa with eyes almost able to kill. He grabbed the big man’s clothes and angrily shouted, “What did you say? Hu Tu sent 20 brothers to seek the enemies?”

“Yes!” the burly man was somewhat frenetic and quickly replied.

“How long has it been?” Ingelund roared.

“About an hour,” said the burly guy.

Releasing the burly man, Ingelund paled and slightly shivered inside. He had once undergone regular army training and went to many countries to carry out secret missions. Many times had he survived through the forest of guns and hail of bullets, so he knew perfectly well… what the true strength of an elite was.

These enemies were fearsome!

Sending out 20 brothers; Hutu had just sent them to die.

Fuming with anger, Ingelund said, “Where the fuck is Hutu?”

The burly man said, “The third leader is deploying a defensive perimeter and assigning some brothers to stay hidden and some to stay visible as sentries outside. Thus, we’ll be able to discover the enemies once they approach this area.”

Clenching his fist, Ingelund strode out of the hall and quickly found Hutu. Without any words, he dashed toward Hutu and grabbed his ionized-scalding long hair, forcefully pulling it down and knee kicking Hutu’s abdomen, directly sending him into a shrimp-like shape as his body curled up and twitched on the ground.

Following that, he ferociously kicked Hutu’s body several times and angrily cursed, “You—fucking goddamn idiot, didn’t you see the strength of the enemy clearly? We have more than 200 people, yet with only a dozens of men they killed more than 100 of us. Now tell me, have you seen this kind of enemy before, huh?

“Yet, you unexpectedly sent 20 brothers without my permission. You—fucking bastard just sent those brothers to die. I dare say those 20 brothers have already been killed near the castle by now.

“What a fucking stupid pig! You know nothing about tactics because you—asshole decided to send out the remaining brothers, causing us to receive great casualties yet again. You’re no longer the Bloodfish Pirate’s third leader henceforth.

“All of you, listen to me. Nobody is ever to listen to him again unless you want to be killed by him.

“Did you all hear me?”

The dozens of pirates nearby watched as Hutu curled up and screamed on the ground. After which, they glanced at the furious Ingelund and finally replied loudly, “Yes. We heard it!”

Ingelund took a deep breath, grabbed Hutu up and said, “If you weren’t the only sniper in our Bloodfish pirates and because your loyalty to me, I would really have fucking killed you already. Do remember to stay with me from now on.”

“Yes!”

Hutu knew how fearsome Ingelund’s strength was, as well as his ruthlessness. Though he was somewhat resentful inside, he was still respectful toward the man.

As Ingelund dropped Hutu, he then spoke in a heavy tone, “Call all of our brothers back to the castle and pack up everything. Collect all the weapons in the castle. We can’t stay here any longer or else we’ll be killed by the enemies.”

“S-second Chief, do you mean… we’re running away?” An ordinary pirate leader asked aloud.

Ingelund said in a heavy tone, “Though speaking about ‘running away’ is rather humiliating to us, that’s the truth. The enemies are way too powerful. I had once served in the United States’ Marines Corps and fought numerous top fighters from various countries in the world, so I know very well the strength of our enemies. Small in numbers, they are only a dozen people. Yet, be it their individual capabilities or teamwork, they are of the best and the most formidable bunch I’ve ever seen in my life. We’ll die here if we don’t run. And they will continue to sneak-raid and kill us. Now tell me, do you… want to die here?”

“NO. I DON’T WANT TO DIE HERE!”

All the remaining pirates shouted loudly.

“Then run from this place since you don’t wanna die! We’re pirates. Encountering a powerful bunch, we immediately run; meeting weak prey, we squeeze them out of all they have! So get your asses ready to leave this island!!!”

“YES!”