Just as the third deputy Mr. Smith held up Boro's pistol and launched an assault on the brutal and cunning pirates, the pirates began to shoot at them rampantly.

The weapon gap between the two sides is too huge - the number of assault rifles on the pirates is much higher than that on the Morning Star.

The gunshots of the assault rifle are densely packed, like raindrops falling into the sea when a storm comes. Compared to this, the small and pitiful Boro pistol in Mr. Smith's hand is just like a poor seagull passing through the storm.

"puff!"

"puff!"

As several terrifying sounds sounded, a crew member beside Mr. Smith fell to the ground with a drink... The pirates' firepower suppression was too dense, and the crew could not escape.

Under the cover of the opponent's assault rifle, Mr. Smith could only temporarily retreat back to the back of the shelter. Just after he hid back to the safe position, a row of bullets followed him like shadows and hit the shelter.

"Bang bang bang..."

The metal bullet hit the metal cover and burst into deafening sounds and dazzling fire. Mr. Smith was scared into a cold sweat - if he retreated one second later, he might have died.

He looked up at the crew member who was shot not far away and saw that the young man was already dead. A lot of blood flowed out of his mouth and chest, looking extremely miserable.

"Oh...poor child..."

Smith burst into tears in an instant and clenched his fists in resentment.

The crew member was only in his early twenties, and was in his prime, but his precious life was taken away by the cruel pirates in this extremely violent way.

"Damn beasts, I'll fight you guys!"

After a simple adjustment, Old Smith rushed out of the shelter with a pistol in his hand. He quickly shot at the pirate not far away. One of the three consecutive shots actually hit the pirate.

Just as he was excited about his success, a large number of pirates discovered his existence. Old Smith's provocative behavior completely angered the pirates, and their assault rifles began to fire here.

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Compared with the old Boro pistol in Smith's hand, the assault rifle is much more powerful.

Smith quickly retreated, but the barrage was gradually approaching.

“Oops…”

Old Smith looked back at the side of the ship, trying to jump directly into the sea.

"Does it be time to leave here? Is it time to devote myself to the sea I love deeply? Is this short and ordinary life finally coming to an end?"

Just as he was about to cut off his life with his own hands, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from not far away.

"Kang--!"

"Kang--!"

The gunshot sounded somewhat similar to his Boro pistol, and it was obviously not a pirate's assault rifle.

Immediately afterwards a familiar figure walked from the direction of the cabin. The figure was tall and burly, black-haired and yellow-skinned, and was an Asian.

He was Chen Zhe, an Asian friend who was rescued on the ship halfway!

"Is it... Chen Zhe? Why did he come out of the cabin?" Mr. Smith was very surprised. "What's more important is... there are ambushes of pirates everywhere along the way. How did he come?"

But his surprise did not last long, because he soon got the answer.

Chen Zhe's appearance immediately attracted a lot of pirates, and three of them quickly surrounded Chen Zhe.

Facing the siege of the pirates, Chen Zhe was not panicked. He rolled forward and came to the back of the shelter, and then began to pull out his gun and shoot.

"Kang!"

"Kang!"

Two bullets shot out from the black pistol chamber in his hand, aiming at the pirate and flew quickly. He saw him and rolled over and immediately shot. Old Smith also felt that these two guns must have no accurate heads. Unexpectedly, these two bullets seemed to have eyes and flew straight to the pirate's torso.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Two shocking sounds came, and the pirate fell to the ground by directly drinking and drinking. What happened next surprised Smith even more. The bullet seemed to explode in the pirate's body, killing the two of them!

"What's going on?" Smith was shocked by Chen Zhe's operation. "Why is Chen Zhe's marksmanship so good? And the one he was holding... was still the Boro pistol I gave him?"

Just when Smith was extremely confused, several pirates surrounded Chen Zhe - they obviously discovered Chen Zhe's horror and knew that this Asian man was their strong enemy.

"Jirigulu!"

"Gukahahabakuha!"

While they were shouting some foreign languages ​​that Chen Zhe could not understand at all, they charged towards Chen Zhe. Seeing this scene, Smith quickly provided tactical support to Chen Zhe from his position.

Hiding quietly in the corner and setting up a cold gun, the third uncle's shooting skills are not vegetarian either.

"Kang!"

"Kang!"

All two bullets hit a relatively fat pirate, who was knocked to the ground.

However, Chen Zhe's performance was even more courageous. He rolled over and ran from behind one shelter to behind another shelter, and then raised his gun and shot.

"Kang Kang!"

Two shots were shot in succession, and the bullets accurately knocked down two pirates. At the same time, Chen Zhe turned around and fired again, and two more shots were given. The two pirates fell down not far away.

Mr. Smith was stunned - what was Chen Zhe's identity before? I'm afraid he was not a retired special forces soldier? But judging from his age, he would definitely not be a retired special forces soldier...

How could he know that it was because the Boro pistol in Chen Zhe's hand had been upgraded and had an automatic guidance system. The bullets fired were like missiles and could lock the target by themselves.

Of course, because the bullets are too fast, the naked eye cannot capture this scene. In this way, Smith will only think that everything is because Chen Zhe's marksmanship is too accurate.

In the blink of an eye, all the pirates in this small area were solved by Chen Zhe and Smith. Chen Zhe had long seen Mr. Smith hiding behind the shelter. After the pirates were killed, he rushed over and met with Smith.

"Hey, Mr. Smith, how about it? You're not injured, are you?"

"No, thanks to you coming in time..." Mr. Smith said gratefully, "Thank you, Chen Zhe, you saved my life."

"It should be, just like you saved us yesterday." Chen Zhe smiled, and then gave Mr. Smith the assault rifle he was carrying, "Give it, Mr. Smith, use their weapons to deal with them! The equipment of these pirates is so good, which I didn't expect."

"It can be seen that they are prepared," said Smith. "Otherwise, they would not dare to rob us of the Morning Star."

Chen Zhe nodded, then looked around and looked around.

I saw many crew members died in this Morning Star defense battle, many of them were still very young.

"Well... the scene is a bit tragic. These damn pirates are so hateful." Chen Zhe frowned.

"Yes." Smith clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "Many crew members were killed, and the captain and the first mate were also hijacked..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Smith looked up at the surrounding waters, then took out his compass and looked at the direction, frowned and said, "No, the pirates have tampered with the Morning Star route, we must stop them immediately!"

"I understand." Chen Zhe nodded and asked, "Where is the cab?"

"Come with me on the first floor of the stern!" Mr. Smith immediately walked to the front to lead the way.

Just as the two walked out of the shelter, a gunshot rang out not far away.

"Kang--!"

The gunshot was extremely loud and sounded deafening. Chen Zhe quickly looked and quickly hugged Mr. Smith and rolled to the side.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, a deck at where Mr. Smith was located was directly knocked out, and a huge bullet bounced off after it landed on the ground. Judging from the volume of the gunshot and the power of the bullet, Chen Zhe guessed that this should be the sniper's hand.

"Damn... there are actually snipers in the pirates."

Chen Zhe frowned, and then subconsciously looked at the place where the gunshots sounded.

Snipers usually lurk on high platforms and are very good at hiding their positions. Generally, after shooting, they quickly hide behind the shelter.

In other words, Chen Zhe looked up and found that he could not find the sniper at all.

However, after looking up, Chen Zhe could roughly determine the range of the sniper's lurking.

The next thing is only required to be handled by an automatic guided grenade pistol.

"Although I can't see you, it doesn't affect me killing you." Chen Zhe said in his heart, and then a bullet was fired.

"Kang--!"

The grenade pistol shot in the range accurately found the sniper lurking behind the shelter, and without hesitation, an explosion occurred while hitting the sniper.

boom--!

The sniper hiding in the dark thought he had hidden everything, but he was still hit by Chen Zhe's shot. The sniper was already stupid and widened his eyes in disbelief before he died.

Not only the sniper, but even Mr. Smith was stunned.

Why didn’t he see the existence of the sniper at all, but Chen Zhe found the position of the sniper so accurately?

"Chen, Mr. Chen Zhe, did you actually find that sniper?" Smith asked in shock, "How did you find him?"

"Oh, I saw his shadow." Chen Zhe smiled, "so I found him."

"So it's a shadow..." Mr. Smith nodded in admiration, but said, "You are so awesome."

Then he looked at the grenade pistol in Chen Zhe's hand whose appearance had changed a lot, and asked again: "Mr. Chen Zhe, your pistol... shouldn't be the Boro pistol I, Tocruz, gave you?"

"Of course not."
To be continued...