Chapter 98 Support
Early the next morning, everyone finished cleaning up early.
Morning exercises, after breakfast.
Everyone took their belongings and boarded Bruch's spaceship Ark.
oh! The spaceship is now named Silver Wing.
This is Bruch's trophy and a car that belongs exclusively to him.
Cool and powerful.
Naturally, the Warring States Period would not let go of the flying ship Ubruch. When they first got it, they asked the shipyard to start researching it.
I believe that it won’t be long before the Navy will have an additional airboat force.
With the IQ of the Warring States Period, he would naturally think of a flying army. What would this mean to the pirates who could only wander on the sea.
but……
"Alas~"
The Warring States Period was troubled. This thing was very expensive to build. The cost of building a spaceship was no less than three billion, and the construction period was still very long. It would take about three years to produce one.
It is unlikely that he will realize his dream of a naval airship.
Warring States looked at the Silver Wing that everyone boarded with some envy. He also wanted such a car.
but……
He was just thinking about it.
After retiring, he hopes to be able to drive this spaceship around every day, but he must not refuse when the time comes.
He looked at Bruch standing on the bow deck and said:
"Boy, when you get to Mefilia, there will naturally be people from the World Government there to contact you. But, boy, you have to remember that you are a navy. There are some things that we should not do."
Zhan Guo said earnestly.
Bruch nodded and waved his hand.
"sail!"
Boom! ! !
The Silver Wing incited the silver-winged oars on both sides and slowly flew up.
Bruch looked at Malevando getting smaller and smaller and thought to himself.
"Something? It seems that there is something in what Warring States said!"
but……
As Sengoku said, he is a marine, not a member of the World Government.
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"Are you willing to be enslaved, willing to become inferiors, and willing to use your flesh and blood to feed those nobles who eat meat without spitting out their bones?"
"Look at you now, you can no longer lift the hoe in your hands, but what about them? They eat and drink and enjoy themselves in the palace and the government every day. Why?"
"With this exploitation of you, does your life still have meaning? Do you have a goal?"
"You are all numb! Have you forgotten the dreams you once had, or have you never had dreams since you were born? Since you were born, you have been serving those nobles?"
"It shouldn't be like this. We are all human beings. We want everyone to be equal. Why can they exploit us and we can only passively endure it? Life is not like this. Beauty is created by our own hands!"
"Sa~ Come on! Pick up the wooden sticks, hoes, and shovels in your hands, and join me in opposing this hateful country, overthrowing these dictators, and using our hands to create a country of our own. Come on! !!Be with me!!!"
Standing in front of the crowd is a woman in red.
She wore sunglasses and a red hat, long purple hair, a cigarette in the corner of her mouth, a skirt, and a red jacket, which was a little exposed. The front of the top was exposed with her navel above her head. middle
I'm sure I'm not wearing anything~~~
She carried a red flag, held it high and said:
"So, what are you going to do? Die or fight? Choose your own destiny!!!"
The civilians below looked at this woman in shock.
These words are totally rebellious.
However, for some unknown reason, a flame seemed to be burning in their hearts, rumbling and burning more and more.
"Hero! Does someone else have to be the hero?"
Wow!
She waved the flag in her hand, creating a strong wind that incited the civilians below.
The fire inside is burning.
As if seeing the light, the civilians slowly straightened their backs.
"You! You are your own hero!"
All civilians took up arms.
"Then! Go for freedom! Go and fight!!!"
The woman raised the flag in her hand and waved it down hard.
"Drink~"
"ah!!!"
All the civilians were excited.
They don't want to live like this anymore, they want freedom, they want to live a life without exploitation, they want...
"Bello Betty, you guy!!!"
More than a dozen people in black clothes quickly surrounded Bello Betty. The leader was wearing a pair of black sunglasses and holding a long cigarette in his mouth.
With gray-green hair, a black suit, a tall nose, a broad frame, and a height of nearly two and a half meters, he looks particularly tough.
The woman named Bello Betty held up the flag in her hand and gritted her teeth as she looked at the dozen men in black in front of her.
"Diorado!!! I didn't expect it was you who came this time!"
"You CP5 are really pervasive."
Diorado took a deep breath, exhaled thick smoke, and waved his hand.
"Go on, capture Bello Betty first, and wait for the others from the King's Army to arrive."
"yes!"
A dozen men in black agreed and rushed towards Bello Betty.
"We can't let these guys hurt Lady Betty, let's all come together!"
"Yes, we must not let these guys hurt Lady Betty."
The civilians around Betty saw the black-clad men rushing towards Betty, and they glared at the black-clad men with great momentum.
A dozen black-clad men saw the civilians attacking them, and they went up to them without dodging.
Three punches and two kicks knocked down several civilians who rushed up.
But more and more civilians gathered around.
The hoes and sticks in their hands were thrown out with force, hitting the black-clad men.
"Hiss~"
"Don't!"
In just a few minutes, a dozen well-trained black-clad men were beaten down by the surrounding civilians before they could get close to Betty.
Random punches kill the master!
Diorado almost bit off the cigarette in his mouth.
Is this the combat power that civilians should have?
His subordinates are all well-trained agents in CP5, but they were beaten down by a group of civilians.
This is impossible under normal circumstances.
He stared at Betty with wide eyes...
Betty was looking at him with disdain at this moment, which made him very angry.
The power of the Encouragement Fruit could actually allow civilians to exert such a powerful fighting force.
Is this person really the core figure of the Revolutionary Army?
"Shave!"
Diorado flashed, instantly passed through the civilians and shot at Betty.
"Finger gun!"
Two slender fingers shot at Betty's open chest.
Betty watched the attack coming, but she couldn't do any dodging.
No, Betty's personal fighting power was not too strong, and she was not good at fighting.
"Dragon Claw Hand!!!"