"Fire! This time we must hit it!" Seeing the cannonball miss again, One-Eyed Ao angrily slapped the gunner beside him.
The gunner complained, "Boss, this cannonball is too old, it's hard to control!"
"No excuses, keep blasting! I want them all dead! Especially that Huaxia kid, who dared to kill my men!"
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With the bombardment of several cannonballs, the swaying on the black ship became more severe. Now, if they were hit by one shot, they'd go straight to the afterlife.
"It's over....." Captain Lance sat directly on the ground, face full of despair.
This ship was bought by a major power in Somalia; he's just in charge of operations. Even if he survives, if the ship is destroyed, how could that power spare him?
The entire hall was filled with desperate screams and cries. The feeling of being saved only to fall straight into hell left everyone completely hopeless.
At this moment, Xiao Tian grabbed a crew member and asked, "Are there any javelins or spearguns on the ship?"
