After receiving the news feedback and learning that their maritime fleet was attacked by murloc troops, the faces of the foreign players obviously did not look good.

The first reaction was to find China's South China Sea Fleet to support them.

According to their current financial and economic situation, it is already a fatal thing for them to invest money in building warships.

There is no other choice but to hug the Chinese fleet tightly.

In response, after understanding the other party's intentions through Yuan Xi's report, Luo Ji curled his lips with disdain.

When Zheng Huan was grabbing resources before, why didn't you think of him? Now that something happened, you thought of him instead?

Is this a joke on him?

Or does he have a face that looks like a 'bad guy'?

Unsurprisingly, reject it directly!

To him, the fleets of those foreign players have long since lost any value.

During this period, the Europa fleet, which intervened in this battlefield, also cooperated with the murloc troops to take action one after another.

As for the fleets of those foreign players, their offensive has already reached a final stage of interception and complete annihilation, which is what happened in the past two days.

To be honest, such a battle, even if it is a victory, is not worthy of celebration. However, for the murloc troops that just suffered a heavy blow some time ago, it can still boost the morale of the troops.

At the same time, taking this opportunity, Zack, who wanted to regroup, held a celebration that was not necessary at all with the stolen supplies after a brief discussion with the sailfish lieutenant colonel and colonel Polk.

feast.

On the one hand, it is of course to celebrate the victory, and on the other hand, of course, it is to welcome the arrival of reinforcements!

They decided to hold the celebration banquet on a beach outside the No. 15 sea area.

The reason why we chose land is because the food in human supplies is different from what the fishmen usually eat. You can't do it in the sea at all.

Take 'wine' as an example. If you open a barrel of wine at the bottom of the sea, then the wine should not be completely mixed in the sea water?

Among the previously looted supplies, there happened to be a batch of wine, which was a rare item for them, so it would be too much of a waste.

On the coast, there were a lot of drinks and canned food, making the atmosphere among the fish-men soldiers quite lively.

From this point of view, the purpose of boosting morale has definitely been achieved.

In the warm atmosphere, the sailfish lieutenant colonel quickly walked up to a shark man with a bucket of wine. Then he raised the bucket and said to him...

"Major Gert, this time's support is really a big thank you to you. I'd like to toast you!"

In response, Shark Gott grinned and picked up a bucket of wine at hand. Then, with a flick of his fingernails, his skillful movements allowed him to easily open the lid of the wine bucket, and then pointed at the swordfish.

The lieutenant colonel made a move.

"You're welcome, Lieutenant Colonel. We just received His Majesty's order. Our troops were relatively close to the battlefield at that time, so we rushed over in advance to provide support. It was just our duty."

After saying that, Shark Goth directly raised his head and drank the bucket of wine in his hand. Then he turned the bucket over and made an "I've done it" gesture to the sailfish lieutenant colonel.

This move made the sailfish lieutenant colonel's eyelids twitch slightly.

Because in his opinion, this way of drinking is really a bit luxurious...

Even a lieutenant colonel like him couldn't get the wine that could only be brewed by land races. He drank the little stock at home, little by little, unlike the guy in front of him.

, I raised my head and the bucket was gone?

It is completely unimaginable how such a major could develop such a heroic drinking style?

This made the sailfish lieutenant colonel wonder if the shark man in front of him was a young master from some family.

After all, the Sharkman clan is also the dominant race among the fishmen. There are several generals on it, and their status in the entire clan is even more important.

Now that the other party has done it, he who came to toast obviously cannot be vague, so he can only endure the pain and drink the bucket of wine.

Later, as the commander-in-chief of the Narwhal Troops, Colonel Polk also came over specifically to toast.

Logically speaking, the toast should be made by the subordinates, but the situation this time is different after all. The other party has come all the way to support, and they should always show something. Therefore, at this time, the issue of military rank should come first.

Just let it go.

Afterwards, the three fish-men tribe officers gathered together, and naturally they couldn't help but talk about the future war arrangements.

When the Chinese South China Sea Fleet was mentioned, Colonel Polk's eyes flashed with obvious surprise and hatred. There is no doubt that for them, the Chinese Fleet is the number one in this sea area.

enemy!

After learning that the Chinese side actually had an underwater force with such terrifying destructive power, any trace of wavering in Shark Goth's heart disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the 'Captain Zack' mentioned frequently in the other party's words also caught his attention.

"Colonel, Lieutenant Colonel, since the Captain Zach you are talking about has that ability, how about we ask him to come over and discuss it together?"

Hearing this, a look of embarrassment clearly flashed across the face of the sailfish lieutenant colonel.

"Major Gert, the truth is, Captain Zach has difficulty moving, so he did not attend the celebration banquet..."

While talking, Lieutenant Colonel Sailfish Man told the story about Zach.

After listening, a strange color flashed in Sharkgot's eyes.

"I see."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Today is the celebration banquet. Let's talk about some happy things!"

Taking a long breath, the sailfish man's lieutenant colonel raised his glass again.

After three rounds of drinking, and getting rid of Colonel Polk and Lieutenant Colonel Sailfish, who were obviously drunk, Sharkogt quietly retreated to a hidden location, and then looked at the man who kept winking at him.

The fishman subordinate asked...

"what happened?"

"Major, brothers just saw him sneaking around and trying to make contact with the person on the opposite side."

As he spoke, a gagged and tied murloc was immediately pressed in front of Shark Goth.

At this moment, the fishman looked at him with such indignation. Although his mouth was blocked, Shark Goth could basically guess what the other person wanted to say.

But unfortunately, the wavering feeling in his heart basically disappeared after he learned the news that the Narwhal force was almost completely wiped out...

Without hesitation or nonsense, Shark Gott stretched out his huge palm and pinched the opponent.

Then he exerted a slight force, followed by a scalp-numbing sound, and gave the other party a pleasant blow.

Then, after washing the blood on his hands with the sea water next to him, he spoke again...

"Send a team of people to the deep-sea camp and find a swordfish man with broken legs. Capture him alive if you can. If you can't, kill him."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!