48 Hours a Day

Nine days have passed since the previous battle.

The navy fleet suddenly appeared halfway outside the harbour as the pirate carnival broke out, causing great loss to the pirates who were suddenly unable to defend themselves when, at the behest of Black Prince Sam, Brooke and others who could not drink too much and move freely launched a heroic counterattack against the navy.

However, their actions had not been able to change the end result. Brooke, another group operating separately from Black Prince Sam, had succeeded in boarding a pirate ship and had also launched an attack on the naval fleet opposite it with artillery fire, but their attack lasted only two rounds and the ship was sunk.

Some of the people on the boat were buried beneath the sea, while Brooke and the others swimmed back ashore and into the woods, and soon they met a second wave of people who had withdrawn, while they also dragged those drunk on the beach into the woods, but because of time constraints they continued to risk artillery fire, eventually bringing back less than a fifth of them.

Plus the people who died in battle, Brooke now looks around, and there are less than a hundred pirate ships left to sail with.

And after nine days of lack of clothing and food, this hundred people became infinitely weak.

Because the retreat was too hasty, they retreated into the forest with almost nothing, most of the food and fresh water was on board, and as the battle sank to the bottom, Brooke certainly knew what the Navy was paying attention to, and perhaps not long later, the enemy would begin to land and force them to make a final decision, but now they lost their boat to the island, and they couldn't help it.

The size of Nautilus Island is not small, but there is no fresh water on the island, and these days they can only lick the open water on the rock walls like goats, quench thirst, or suck moist soil, making their mouths smell dirty, and Brooke's lips have cracked dry.

Good thing they caught another goat last night, and not only did they share a piece of lamb meat, but they also drank some of the sheep's blood and relieved some of the hunger, but a goat was just a water truck salary for a team of nearly a hundred people.

And the number of goats on Nautilus Island is also limited, having hunted a significant portion of them before to throw a party, which is now becoming increasingly difficult to catch, the only one they have caught in the last two days.

In addition to food and water scarcity, drugs and ammunition weapons are also a headache.

Nearly 100 people now have only 20 long and eight short guns. Even daggers, machetes and other melee weapons cannot be handled by one person. The only remaining bullets are consumed while hunting. There is no medicine at all. The wounded can only destroy themselves after simple bandaging. It can be said that they have now reached the point of depletion of mountain water.

Of course, the worst is the morale blow. At this stage, no one can see where the future is going. At night, when sleeping, they listen to the moans of the wounded around them. Many people already have a nervous breakdown. Others can't stand this atmosphere of despair and jump directly into the sea. Almost every day, people commit suicide.

Brooke stood up from the ground and handed the last piece of lamb to Eric, the black rudder not far from the Veda, who had barely eaten much in the last eight days, sitting alone under a tree with empty eyes and a stone.

When Black Prince Sam fell into his arms, the pirate's head, who had made the entire Caribbean sea cry like a child, even forgot that he was still in a battle, holding the body tight until the Warrior sank and he fell into the water and wouldn't let go.

Luckily, the crew of the Veda next to him dragged him ashore when he was about to drown, and the first thing Eric did when he woke up was to find Sam, the black prince, and when he learned that the body had been washed away by the sea, he was like this.

Even if Brooke handed the food to his mouth, he didn't react.

Brooksha muttered, "If you don't want to survive, you'll never get revenge for him. ”

The black rudder heard that the grey white face finally had a slight expression, opened its mouth, with a weak almost inaudible voice, “Revenge… us, what do we do? ”

“I don't know, but if you give up at this point, it's really over. ”

“You don't have much comfort experience, do you? ”

“I have tried my best, and I have no problem if you still insist on dying, after all, it is not entirely a bad thing to eat less than one mouth in the present situation.” Brooke shrugged.

“Is there still only one ship out there?” Eric took two bites of lamb and regained a little energy, finally shifting his attention to the situation.

“Yeah, it looks like the Cold Raven managed to escape that night, so the Navy sent all the other boats out for pursuit. ”

“Incredibly, in that case, they were able to break through the blockade. ”

“This is supposed to be the rare good news these days, but unfortunately it doesn't work for us.” Brooke laughed bitterly, "If only there was a boat, we wouldn't have any hope whatsoever. ”

While they were talking, the pirates watching the movement of the vessels off the island suddenly shouted, "Discover the vessels from afar! ”

Brooke and Eric looked at each other, and they all knew that when all the ships that went out to chase the Cold Crow came back, it was when the Navy landed to launch the main offensive.

It also means that there is not much time left to them, but there is not much fear in the faces of the pirates, who would rather die in battle than starve and desperate waiting here.

But just as Brooke and Eric were preparing to call for the final battle, the pirate responsible for the sentry showed an incredible colour on his face and shouted.

“The Cold Raven, the Cold Raven, the Cold Raven is back!!! ”

“Was it captured?” Brooke had difficulty believing that the Cold Raven had returned, took the binoculars and changed his position in Zhang Heng to escape, asked himself that he would never return to Nautilus Island, not to mention that the Cold Raven did not know what was happening on Nautilus Island, and could not risk being sieged back.

However, as if to answer his question, the next moment the black flag was raised without hesitation on the Cold Raven.