Translator: Cinder Translations
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"Target the warehouses on the dock. Hopefully, there'll be something flammable inside."
Captain Quik of the Hope gave this order to the gunnery officer.
After the gun barrels had cooled down, a new batch of solid shot ammunition was heated until glowing red and quickly loaded into the cannon chambers and fired away.
Soon, a large fire broke out on the pirates' dock.
The pirate leaders who had just been in a meeting arrived near the dock at this moment and watched the entire process of the warehouses catching fire.
The old pirate said angrily, "Why hasn't the white flag been raised yet?"
A lackey reported with a mournful face, "The brother who was just sent to deliver the order went into the warehouse to find a piece of white canvas, but that strange ship also targeted the warehouse. It looks like he won't be able to come out."
"You! Immediately find any white objects you can and wave them vigorously. Make sure they notice."
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Officers on the Hope quickly spotted the movements of the pirates on the dock through their telescopes.
A large group of people took off their white clothing and tied them to poles, waving them continuously. Some even took off their white pants.
"They... seem to want to surrender."
"What should we do, Captain? Should we cease fire?"
Quik rubbed his thick beard thoughtfully. Surrendering on their own accord wasn't bad. Although the battle hadn't even started and the enemy was already surrendering, it lacked excitement. However, forcing the enemy to surrender entirely with just one ship would definitely be a great achievement.
"Hehe, for you all still resting at base, Quik won't be polite."
With a decisive clap, he ordered, "Cease fire!"
Then he commanded, "Approach the dock! But maintain a safe distance. Who knows if they're feigning surrender."
"Yes, Captain!"
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Seeing the enemy cease fire, the pirates on shore breathed a sigh of relief.
The Hope began to approach the dock, and the pirates shouted out to the sea, "We surrender! We surrender!"
However, the enemy stopped not far from the dock, causing the pirates' hearts to jump to their throats once more.
Then, a dinghy was lowered from the strange ship, with two people aboard slowly rowing towards the dock. The enemy was indeed cautious.
Once the two people landed, they stood still on the gangway.
The pirates were about to surround them when old Donaldson hurriedly stopped them, "If we all rush up, what if they think we're trying to seize them?"
He sighed, "You all stay here. I'll go talk to them."
Donaldson stepped onto the gangway, and immediately both Alden men aimed what looked like firesticks at him. He knew these were deadly weapons capable of firing projectiles that could easily take his life. Pirates of the Northwest Bay feared this weapon.
"Are you here to surrender?" one of them asked arrogantly.
Despite the unfriendly tone, this wasn't the time to save face. Donaldson carefully chose his words, speaking cautiously, "Yes, esteemed lords from Alden, you have triumphed, and we have failed. You may now dispose of us as you wish."
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