The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows on the grass...
"Turn that crap off, I don't want to hear old songs from a past era."
The old captain's name is Ralph Sher, and he is a merchant who has been running boats for many years.
With an almost rotten destroyer as his own merchant ship, Sheralph is somewhat famous in local circles.
This destroyer is an old antique and was stolen from a museum.
It was already scrapped. I don’t know what kind of clever ship repairman Sheralph found, but he just repaired the old antique and turned it into a usable merchant ship.
"It's a pity that these cannons are useless."
Sir Ralph stopped drinking and the sailors dug out those antique radios to listen to, while on the other hand they lamented that the cannons on the ship were not useful.
Originally, in his imagination, in a third-world business district with a technological gap, he had a destroyer, and even antiques could travel sideways.
This is the same feeling as having an old tank driving down the road in the past era.
But thanks to Ralph's luck, he was lucky enough to buy this ship, but not lucky enough to be able to fire the naval gun.
"Captain, don't sigh all the time. It would be great if these antiques can be used."
The sailor who played music just now came back, and this time he found a telescope.
Another old antique.
"What, you still want to see the stars with this thing?"
Sheralph took a puff on his homemade cigar, and then teased the sailor with a few words of irony.
"I'll just take a look."
The sailor didn't take it seriously and raised his telescope to look at the distant sea.
At first glance, the flag.
At second glance, I saw a four-masted sailing ship that was more antique than a steel destroyer.
The third eye, the skull and crossbones flag and a group of...
"Undead!!! It's a mystery!! It's a mystery!!"
The sailor was shocked. He saw in the old antique telescope the mystery that had been reported on the news.
Those undead, those evil spirits, those demons.
Oh my god, why, how could it appear in the "Pai Xi Bo" ocean?
They're not in the Caribbean...wait, the ocean is open.
I'll go, I'll go.
"how?"
The old captain, Sir Ralph, was still smoking leisurely when he suddenly heard the sailor scream, and then he looked like his buttocks were on fire.
"It's a mystery!"
"Those mysteries appear at sea."
"Escaped from the Caribbean."
The sailor's expression was full of fear. It was the fear of facing death, no, the fear of not facing death yet but scaring himself to death.
"Secret?!"
"Let me see."
The old captain was calmer than the sailor. He took the telescope and looked at the sea where the sailor was looking.
"!!!"
"Quick, call the police."
There was a flash of lightning on the old captain's forehead, and a wave of heat rushed from his head to the soles of his feet.
This is a manifestation of the accumulation of adrenaline and the sharpness that breaks out between life and death.
"Ah, yes, call the police!"
The sailor was so panicked that he lost his mind. Fortunately, the old captain was calm.
"It seems like I'm an old man and I still have to give it a try."
The old captain picked up his cigar and shook his arm.
"Not old yet."
After rounding the ball and waving it several times, the old captain ran up to the captain's cabin in a few steps.
Then the first-level alarm for the entire ship was sounded.
Then, he pulled out a set of weapons from the captain's cabin.
Old blue power armor, old Union Marine Corps Type II.
This is what the old captain earned in exchange for his military service before he retired from the army.
An honor that belongs to veterans.
"Old man, we're going to be side by side again."
Press the button of the armor equipment and fit it on the open side of the power armor.
In less than half a minute, the old captain was armed.
"If you can kill a few secrets, it's considered a profit."
Lifting up the Gauss rifle that was maintained like a new weapon in his hand, the old captain walked out with mechanically stamped steps.
"It's powered armor. The old captain is serious!"
"Don't panic, everyone. With the old captain here, we will definitely win."
"Yes, yes, put the exoskeleton on."
"Weapons are ready. Where are the kinetic cannons? Take out those high-tech guys."
"Yes, the laser weapon is ready. Even if it costs tens of millions per shot, we still have to hit it. We can't be killed by Wei Mi."
"We are the strongest!"
The sailors were still panicking until the old captain stood on the deck wearing his signature blue power armor.
The sunlight, the Gauss rifle, the cigar on the lips.
The atmosphere of the battlefield is strong, and the courage to sacrifice one's life is ignited.
The sailors finally remembered that they were not weak.
They are armed businessmen who can defeat pirates in maglev airships.
"Prepare the Alpha kinetic energy cannon and shoot their flagship for me."
The old captain bit his cigar, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to activate the one-meter-square suitcases that were brought out.
"yes!"
The sailors took the order and then took out an eighty centimeter long-barreled weapon from the suitcase.
"Aim it and press the button."
The best thing about high-tech weapons is that they are stupid to operate, and they don’t look powerful at all.
But no matter how ordinary it looks, this is an Alpha kinetic energy cannon that can penetrate thickened armored ships.
This is currently, no, the most powerful portable laser weapon in the Old Federation.
"Aim and launch?"
The sailors set up the kinetic energy cannon next to the ship's railing, then turned to look at the old captain who was shining like a god.
"Shoot!"
The old captain bit his cigar again and ordered.
"call out."
The sailors pressed the shooting button, and there was a slight hiss.
A straight blue laser flashed for a thousand meters and penetrated more than ten kilometers in an instant.
"Shot!"
"Shot!!"
The sailor who looked at the telescope at the beginning saw that the mysterious four-masted sailing ship with the skull and crossbones flag was penetrated.
"Did it sink?"
The old captain took a deep breath of the cigar, and then moved the cigar to the corner of his mouth with his tongue.
"Sinked!"
Upon hearing this response, the thick smoke that had settled in the old captain's chest and lungs was exhaled, along with the heavy pressure.
"good."
"Continue to observe."
Everything was going well, but the old captain did not take it lightly.
These mysteries can destroy a nuclear-powered mechanical giant. The mecha giant known as the God of War cannot be destroyed just by anything.
What's more, these secrets are in the news, but T-22 West Wind Express can only be used to clear them.
The old captain asked himself that he did not have the ability to match the degree of destruction of a nuclear warhead.
"The ship is looking in the opposite direction, so don't just look at it."
After a while of silence, the old captain suddenly found that his ship was not moving, but stopped in place.
"Huh? No, are we driving?"
The voices of some sailors came from the console, their voices full of doubts.
"Opening?"
"Oops..."
"Prepare to engage the enemy!"
The old captain chewed the cigar holder carefully, then his eyes widened, and he realized that there was a problem. He yelled, and was about to go to the ship's rail to check.
"ah!"
At this moment, a cry of surprise came.
The sailor closest to the ship's railing was suddenly grabbed by a hand that appeared out of nowhere and fell off the ship. Then, undead looking at the broken skeleton armor climbed onto the battleship.