Chapter 340 - 259: Sinking Two Ships, Eradicating the Enemy Threat

Chapter 340: Chapter 259: Sinking Two Ships, Eradicating the Enemy Threat

But just as he was about to close the door, the third mate followed close behind.

Although he desperately wanted to kick the man out, the captain was watching from behind. He had no choice but to let him in as well, then slammed the door shut.

"What’s going on?" Fukuhara Ryoma had naturally heard the dense gunfire outside, so he asked immediately.

"I don’t know. All I saw were a ton of white light attacks." The second mate then briefly explained the situation.

Fukuhara Ryoma’s expression flickered uncertainly. Suddenly, he said, "Listen!"

The other two men fell silent and pricked up their ears.

It was completely quiet outside. Not only was there no more gunfire, but even the sounds of talking and movement had vanished.

The three of them exchanged a look, seeing the terror in each other’s eyes.

Fukuhara Ryoma gritted his teeth and whipped out the flintlock pistol he carried.

As the captain, his sidearm was naturally no ordinary weapon. It was an exquisite, compact pistol, but its barrel was quite thick, giving it a rather unbalanced appearance.

"Wha... what’s going on?" the third mate stammered, his face pale with fright.

"Shut up!" Fukuhara Ryoma snapped, then turned his grave expression toward the door.

Just then, the second mate’s expression changed too. He heard footsteps outside. They were faint, but to the three men in that moment, they sounded like claps of thunder.

Fukuhara Ryoma’s palms grew sweaty with tension, and the grip of his pistol felt slick.

The second and third mates had also drawn their flintlocks, scanning their surroundings warily.

Time ticked by, second by second. The atmosphere was incredibly tense; they could even hear each other’s heartbeats.

Suddenly, a loud BANG came from outside, followed by the appearance of a massive fist print on one of the walls.

The three men jumped in fright and, without a second thought, pulled the triggers, firing at the wall.

But at that very moment, the ceiling suddenly burst open. The chandelier and shattered wooden planks came crashing down, catching the three of them completely off guard.

This was where the difference in their reactions became clear. While the second and third mates were still disoriented, Fukuhara Ryoma had already dived under the table, raising his pistol to counterattack.

But this was nothing more than wishful thinking. In the next instant, a flash of white light shot straight through his wrist.

CLANG! The pistol hit the floor. Fukuhara Ryoma couldn’t help but scream in pain.

At the same time, the bodies of the second and third mates slumped to the ground.

Just moments before, their heads had been blown apart.

Seeing the gruesome state of his two men, Fukuhara Ryoma’s face went deathly pale. He clamped his hand over his mouth, not daring to make a sound.

But soon, a pair of feet appeared in front of the table, followed by a calm voice.

"Order your men to turn the cannons and fire on the other ship. If you do, I’ll give you a quick death."

As the words fell, the table was flung aside.

Trembling, Fukuhara Ryoma raised his head. An unforgettable face came into view.

Somehow, he began to calm down. He took a deep breath and spoke.

"Do you think that’s possible?"

Wu Liangchen raised an eyebrow slightly. "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Fukuhara Ryoma’s own brows shot up as he spoke coldly.

"Wu Liangchen, I know you’re powerful, but you can’t intimidate a Warrior of the East Sea! Even if you kill me, I will not—"

"Then just die!" Wu Liangchen cut off his impassioned speech, shattering his skull with a single palm strike.

For him, there was no fairytale where one admired an enemy for their integrity.

’An enemy is an enemy, no matter how you dress them up.’

Especially since the East Sea nation had already brought the battle to the gates of the Huangpu Guard. Showing "mutual respect" at a time like this would make him an absolute fool.

After all, Fukuhara Ryoma’s "integrity" only manifested when he was completely overpowered. Without Wu Liangchen there, who knows how arrogant he would have been?

With Fukuhara Ryoma’s death, the command structure and the vast majority of the forces on this massive ship were wiped out.

This made the next steps much easier.

Drawing on his previous experience, Wu Liangchen navigated to the ammunition warehouse with practiced ease. After casually dispatching a few men, the rest obediently followed his orders.

After all, in this world, those who did not fear death were few and far between.

Soon, the cannons were turned, and they began to bombard the other massive ship.

Seeing this, Ichida Keizai’s spirits lifted. He knew Wu Liangchen had succeeded. Filled with admiration, he immediately commanded his own men to turn their cannons and fire on the unlucky vessel as well.

The giant ship had no cover. With its captain dead and its command structure gone, the crew was in a state of complete chaos.

As a result, both volleys of cannon fire hit their mark squarely.

Flames shot into the sky, accompanied by the screams of crew members falling into the water, composing a symphony of death.

Though some struggled to survive, it could not change the ship’s fate: it was doomed to capsize.

Soon, under another bombardment from the two ships, the vessel sank rapidly into the sea.

The massive whirlpool created as the colossal ship went under quickly swallowed all the crew members in the water.

Witnessing this scene, the remaining massive ship, after a brief moment of silence, immediately raised the white flag of surrender.

Just then, the first light of dawn appeared in the eastern sky.

The two sights, set against each other, created a strange and spectacular scene.

And Wu Liangchen, who had fought all night, finally let out a small sigh of relief.

He knew he had won.

But this was no time to celebrate. Wu Liangchen turned to the trembling crew members in the ammunition hold.

"Abandon ship. Head for the vessel that surrendered."

"Ye... yes!"

Having witnessed Wu Liangchen’s methods, these men didn’t dare to harbor any thoughts of defiance. They hastily agreed.

Wu Liangchen turned and left.

’As for whether these men would betray him...’

That was not even part of Wu Liangchen’s calculations.

Because for these men, the only way to survive was to obey.

So long as they weren’t idiots, they knew what to do.

With that, Wu Liangchen returned to Ichida Keizai’s side and conveyed the same message.

The difference was that Ichida Keizai’s ship had many survivors, and figuring out what to do with them was a problem.

However, Wu Liangchen quickly pushed this responsibility onto Ichida Keizai.

The best way to manage a group of people from different countries and ethnicities was to prop up a puppet and let him deal with his own compatriots.

This not only reduced resistance but also ensured the stability of his rule to the greatest extent possible.

Because after siding with you, this puppet would have no way out. He could only support you unconditionally, and would even become more concerned with your safety than you were.

’As for what methods he might use to manage them...’

That was their own business.

Wu Liangchen couldn’t be bothered to care.

Soon, the people from both ships boarded the surrendered vessel.

What followed was a process that had now become routine: first, seize control of the ammunition hold and fire control room, then kill a group to intimidate the rest, and finally achieve total control of the ship.

And after several more rounds of cannon fire, the two damaged ships also slowly sank beneath the waves.

With that, the threat at sea was completely eliminated. By now, it was noon.

From last night until now, Wu Liangchen hadn’t rested for a single moment. He hadn’t even had a bite to eat.

However, thanks to the supply from his terrifying Qi and Blood, Wu Liangchen didn’t feel particularly tired.

"Master Wu, it’s time to eat!" At that moment, Ichida Keizai respectfully brought him a meal.

Despite being on a ship, the provisions were plentiful. Ichida Keizai, hoping to curry favor, had brought a variety of delicacies, but Wu Liangchen had no interest in them whatsoever.

The so-called delicacies of the East Sea nation were pathetically meager, mostly consisting of dry rice balls or dried fish.

The little meat they had was served bloody and raw, which Wu Liangchen naturally looked down on.

"Send two small boats to the port to notify them," Wu Liangchen ordered.

He knew very well that with such a major incident at sea, the Huangpu Guard must be in an uproar.

Especially since there were many people in Flower Square anxiously waiting for his return.

So it was best to inform everyone as soon as possible.

"Yes!" Ichida Keizai immediately acknowledged the order and went out.