Chapter 208 If Davy Jones' heart is smashed by a meteor from the sky, who will the new captain be (r
Calypso set off a large whirlpool and set up a world-famous decisive battle arena for the Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman. She used some clever tricks to stir up the whirlpool with the sea breeze, making both sides think that the wind direction was in their favor.
Davy Jones was immortal, and the Flying Dutchman had its own diving function, so it plunged into the maelstrom.
As a result, the Black Pearl seemed to be in a dilemma. Due to the strong wind, it couldn't escape even if it wanted to. Barbossa could only bite the bullet and control the rudder, boost morale and order the crew to recharge the cannon and prepare for battle.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three gunshots were fired, from the Flying Dutchman's triple gun. The Black Pearl's stern was hit by a solid cannonball, causing sawdust to fly. The timing of cutting into the current was very unfortunate, and it fell firmly within the range of the Dutchman.
The Black Pearl had no bow or stern guns, so it could not fight back against the pursuers behind it during the chase. Barbossa knew this well and turned the steering wheel to go deeper into the whirlpool, intending to cut into the faster water to regain the speed advantage.
Driving the ship into the whirlpool, even if they defeated the Flying Dutchman, they would still be dead. The pirates on the ship were stunned, but before they could say anything, they heard a gunshot.
"Go back to your posts, load the shells, and wait for the order to fire."
The shooter was Jack!
Barbossa's crazy behavior is tantamount to suicide, but in the face of Davy Jones, the only way to win is by surprise. The Maelstrom is not a desperate situation. It is the best decisive battle to restrict the Flying Dutchman in disguise so that it cannot dive rashly.
field.
Barbossa is right, the artillery on both sides of the Black Pearl can only be used if it cuts through faster water.
The two captains spoke one after another, and the pirates had no complaints. As the Black Pearl approached the center of the whirlpool, driven by the fast current, they immediately left the Dutchman behind.
The two ships chased each other in the whirlpool, approaching the depths of the whirlpool step by step, and opened fire at the same time when the sides of the ships were aligned.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom——"
The roaring waves covered up the sound of the artillery, and the rising white smoke was extinguished by the rain before it expanded and dispersed. Amidst the deafening sound of the waves, the shells fired from both sides flew straight across the vortex of the sea and landed on the opposite ship.
A shell hit the captain's cabin of the Black Pearl and opened a big hole in the wall. Jason reached out and pulled out the wooden thorn stuck in his shoulder, and looked at Russell without saying a word.
"Don't look at me like that. It's either sinking into the sea or that ghost ship. It's your choice."
Russell leaned against Jason, relying on his broad shoulders to protect him from the wind and rain. The show was about to begin, and he was ready to take care of Davy Jones before the show started.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom——"
The shells passed by in the heavy rain, making deathly whistles, and flying sawdust from the hulls of both sides. After three rounds of salvos, the Black Pearl was seriously damaged, and a row of holes was blasted out of the wall of the ship close to the eye of the whirlpool.
A few unlucky pirates fell into the whirlpool and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The Flying Dutchman was not much better. The decaying hull was even more severely damaged. The seafood crew on the deck were forced to seek shelter. Only Davy Jones shouted wildly and controlled the rudder to continue cutting into the lower sea currents.
At this time, the competition was not about the power of the artillery, but about whose courage was greater. Davy Jones was heartbroken and conceited. No one could compare with him in terms of courage.
There are still some, such as madmen, such as Jack and Barbossa.
"Prepare for a boarding battle. Since you are going to die, let's die quickly!"
The deeper they go into the whirlpool, the closer the distance between the two ships becomes. As the hulls tilt, the masts of the two ships secretly hold hands at some point.
By now, the pirates have become red-blooded, and the fear of death no longer restrains them. Instead, they have unleashed the crazy genes deep in their blood.
The sloping hull was the best bridge. The pirates did not need to throw out the iron claws and swung the Black Pearl's rope towards the Flying Dutchman. The seafood crew on the opposite side also used the rope to swing over.
"Barbossa, I'll leave the steering to you. Don't let the Black Pearl sink." Russell came to the deck and fired continuously at the empty seafood crew, shooting down eight of them in one go, before continuing: "
Jack, Turner, and Davy Jones are all left to me to take care of. You two go overboard to find his heart. Don't delay for too long. If you are too late, you won't be able to board the Black Pearl."
"Understood!" Jack and Turner looked at each other and nodded in unison.
"Wait a moment!"
At this time, Elizabeth suddenly came over, stared at Turner lovingly, reached out and caressed his face, and then couldn't help but kiss him.
"Hissssssssssssssssssssssslipt~~ Bo!!"
Time seemed to be suspended at this moment, with cannonballs flying and muskets firing. He wisely avoided the beautiful couple.
Watching the two of them exchanging saliva, Russell's forehead was full of black lines. It was not that he blamed the two for not caring about the occasion, but that he felt that Turner was really a man. Elizabeth's mouth was poisonous, and whoever she kissed would die. He should have died after the kiss.
Already.
But having said that, Turner was so tough that he died after chewing so much on his eloquence, but the other three could not survive. Jack, Norrington, and Sao Feng died on the spot.
In fact, Russell has a question that he has never figured out. The person who killed Davy Jones will take over his position, but if Davy Jones's heart is smashed by a meteorite falling from the sky, who will be the new captain?
After all, man-made disasters can be prevented and natural disasters can be avoided. This possibility cannot be ruled out. Just like the Thunder Beast, the elemental creature has the ability to kill Davy Jones, but it has no heart. How to break it?
The nibbling continued, and Russell couldn't bear to look any longer. He shot down the seafood in front of him, took the rope in his hand, swung through the maelstrom, and landed on the deck of the Flying Dutchman.
Jack pretended to pray, imitating Russell, and jumped over the maelstrom.
"I will wait for you to come back, and I will never die."
"Of course, I haven't seen you wearing a wedding dress yet!" After the affectionate confession, Turner pulled up the rope without hesitation and swung to the opposite side.
On the deck of the Dutchman, there was a scuffle between the seafood sailors and the pirates who had boarded the ship. Suddenly, a series of gunshots were heard, and one by one their heads were shot and they fell into the deep sea whirlpool.
Russell came to the deck and looked around for Davy Jones. He held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, cutting melons and vegetables to create a passage, and went straight to the rudder.
Davy Jones didn't see it, but a figure dressed as a Royal Navy officer came into his sight. Hanging around the man's neck was a rusty and worn-out key.
Russell's eyes flashed as he dodged the bullet fired by the officer, pierced his heart with a knife, and snatched the key into his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The silver light struck from behind, and Russell, as if he had predicted it in advance, spun his steps and turned sideways to avoid it.
"Davy Jones!"
Russell forced Davy Jones back with a shot, followed up flexibly, raised his knife and feinted with three consecutive strikes, exposing his flaw, and then kicked out with great force, hitting the opponent between the legs.
It was as if old friends met, Davy Jones greeted him with a stab in the back, and Russell returned the favor by lifting his vaginal foot.
"You bastard, you always use such despicable tricks, can't you fight me openly?" Davy Jones stood with a sword, his arms and legs twisted, his facial features twisted, and his octopus beard was curled up
A bunch.
"What does it matter? You are immortal and can be restored even if you are broken."
Davy Jones was furious: "It has nothing to do with immortality. This is the most basic respect and etiquette on the battlefield!"
"That's right. Immortality doesn't mean it won't hurt, but..." Russell deliberately paused for three seconds, dragging out a long voice to stimulate Davy Jones's rationality: "But your thing is soaked and swollen, why don't you give me a few kicks?"
It’s gone, you won’t need it anyway.”
Russell is full of malice and sarcasm. Ever since Davy Jones stopped extraditing souls at sea, he has been cursed and turned into raw seafood and can never come ashore. It's like the monkey said, 'What's the use of this iron rod?'
, Davy Jones's situation is similar, and it can basically only be used as a hose for draining water.
"Shut up!"
Davy Jones was so angry that he jumped up and down, roared in a low voice, and stared at Russell as if he were looking at the enemy who killed his father. Without paying attention, Turner and Jack sneaked into the cabin.
Russell was still interested. He hadn't sprayed so well for a long time. He grabbed Davy Jones's wound and sprinkled salt on it: "What shape is that thing of yours? Swordfish, sea urchin or moray eel. It can't be an octopus, right?
It’s so perverted, if you take off your pants, no one can tell where your face is.”
"I told you to shut up!" Davy Jones was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he raised his sword and struck Russell on the head.
Russell hit the sore spot of Davy Jones, not the octopus, but the love-hate entanglement between him and Calypso.
During the first ten-year appointment, Calypso came to keep the appointment. In a fit of anger, he told the first-generation pirate king the secret of the goddess, and at the same time, he dug out his own heart filled with love.
When he was young and full of energy, he didn't think much about it. When his lover betrayed him, he betrayed him back. He took out his heart like a child and cut it out without giving it to Calypso.
It didn't take long for him to regret it. His heart was gone but his thoughts were still there. He could not forget Calypso. Because of his betrayal, he did not have the courage to face Calypso, and he did not even dare to take back the heart full of memories.
Like a lonely ghost, it drifted with the current, never finding the other shore, and even the Flying Dutchman became a veritable ghost ship.
It wasn't until just now that Calypso's ruthless curse made him wake up. He didn't know fear until he lost it. He began to face his own heart and decided to get back together with the goddess after this battle.
As soon as he made up his mind, Russell kept talking and insisted on taking over. How could he bear this!
Besides, isn’t Octopus good? It’s very practical, isn’t it?