Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 107 "Orbital Drop," "Russian-Style Rescue"

Piltover had never existed on this sea before, but today, Piltover was born, not as a city-state, but as a new kingdom.

The name is unimportant; it merely symbolizes a lingering attachment to the past.

Just as Oran planned back then, he needed a developed industrial nation to better achieve his goals. He could make a few guns by hand and build mechs slowly, but he couldn't do anything bigger.

This is also a world with extraordinary military power. The quantity and mass production of equipment can deal with ordinary people, but it is not enough to fight against monsters.

If you have nothing, then start all over again.

To address the differences in individual combat strength, Oran is training Leliana, believing she has the potential to become the strongest in the world.

But this is individual force, not ultimate deterrence. If others have it, we must have it too. And ancient weapons are something the world government has always wanted to hide, but cannot ignore.

Pluto, the god of the underworld who destroyed an island with a single shot; Aquaman, who controls giant sea kings; Uranus, whose mystery is gradually being unveiled; and the ancient robot that climbed onto the Red Line many years ago—they all actually exist in the world.

Before he can overturn this table, Oran needs his own "ancient weapon," and in a sense, he can do it because he has a special blueprint in his mind.

However, the technology tree in that world was developed in a rather unique way, and with the current level of technology in the distorted ocean, it couldn't even begin.

"Piltworth, so Oran, do you want to be king?"

"That's right. Titles like King, Speaker, Emperor are not important. What's important is that I'm the one who calls the shots on this land."

What Oran needs is a stronghold that can wholeheartedly support him. Back in Piltover in Valoran, the Piltover Council caused him considerable trouble. If he wanted to mobilize the entire city's resources to carry out a certain task, he couldn't bypass the Council.

Here, Oran certainly wouldn't establish an institution that hinders him.

Moreover, the sea was quite accepting of the king, and the implementation of the monarchy did not require much effort.

"So, anyone want to quit? Maybe I'll turn out to be a rare tyrant."

"No, Brother Oran, you have a very gentle heart. Even if you were to become king, you would be a good king."

Bear didn't believe Oran's words. Judging from Oran's behavior, Bear thought it was just Oran joking. Kate's response, however, was more direct.

"Even if you really want to be a tyrant, Meow will help you, if you really want to do it."

"Just kidding. Let's go, get ready to move. There are still quite a few pirates left on this island. Let's wipe these guys out first before worrying about the future."

Oran had no interest in tyrants; oppressing those in his territory brought him no sense of accomplishment. He wanted to get rid of those eyesores and avoid becoming one of them himself.

The newsbirds thoroughly implemented the principle of "getting paid to do things," and they did not object to Oran's behavior of buying up all the newspapers, which saved them a lot of effort.

Before noon, they had already scattered notices throughout the various gathering places on Firefly Island.

"Delhi and Kurdish Kurh are both dead?! Is it true?!"

The residents who found the notice could hardly contain their excitement and discussed it with acquaintances.

"It should be true. I've met that bastard Derry, and he looks exactly like the photo on the notice."

What does "Piltwolf" mean?

"Whatever it means, isn't it only right that someone who can drive all those pirates away should rule this place? As long as he can help people survive, I'll support him."

At first, the ordinary residents were just discussing the matter, and the pirates who found the leaflets didn't really believe it either. The atmosphere in the various gathering places on Firefly Island became quite serious, but there was no obvious change.

But in the original royal city, everything was different. The pirates who stayed there knew very well that Derry had been missing for a long time, and none of the pirates he had taken out had returned.

The leaflets not only featured Derry's corpse but also a picture of their pirate ship destroyed by the bear, making it undeniably real.

The first mate and captain were both dead, and the elite officers were also wiped out on the ship in Delhi. The once largest pirate crew was now a disorganized mess.

"Haha, that old guy actually crashed? That's great news!"

In the royal city, a muscular pirate, upon hearing the news of Derry's supposed death, was not alarmed but rather overjoyed.

There was originally a pirate alliance on this island, and this burly man was the captain of another pirate crew besides Delhi.

Arrogance is a common mentality among pirates. They always feel that they are no weaker than others, and that they might even be stronger if the opportunity arises.

For example, this burly man felt that if it weren't for Derry's Devil Fruit, he would never be a match for him.

"What are you so happy about! Even Captain Derry is no match for us, so what are we supposed to do? Are we really going to just surrender like that leaflet said?"

"How could we possibly surrender? We're pirates! If that old bastard Deli hadn't been so greedy and gone there alone beforehand, we wouldn't have been killed right now, would we?"

"We'll talk about what to do next later, but right now, we need a new leader. I think I'm the strongest, so I'll be the boss. You guys shouldn't have any objections, right?"

Looking around at the pirates, the burly man gave his opinion. His subordinates were in complete agreement, but the other pirates disagreed.

Faced with a more powerful enemy, these pirates not only did not choose to unite, but instead chose to fight amongst themselves for power, all of which was witnessed by Zack, who infiltrated the royal city through the drainpipe.

"Reporting to Master, good news! These pirates are fighting amongst themselves."

"Haha. Anyone else have a problem with this? If not, I'm in charge here now! Take a break, everyone move out and wipe out those hiding in town!"

I think Derry was too lenient. If he had squeezed them any harder, those people wouldn't have had the strength to resist.

"How pathetic, a human with only muscles and no brain. Did you trade your brain for muscle development?"

A mocking voice came from the corner. After the infighting among the group ended, Zack revealed himself and looked at them with a pitying gaze.

"So you're the one who took down Delhi? You're pretty good at hiding your strength. No wonder you were able to take him down. Perfect, I haven't had enough yet!"

"No, no, no, your opponent is not me; they have already arrived."

At this time, in addition to infiltrating to gather intelligence, Zach also had another mission: to deliver a beacon.

However, the pirates in front of Zack didn't seem to be listening to him.

"I don't care what you do, since you're already here, whether we fight or not isn't up to you!"

As he spoke, he threw a punch at Zack. Zack did not choose to retaliate. Instead, he turned into a ball and hopped towards the window, leaping directly from the castle to the square outside.

The burly man chased after the direction Zack had "escaped," but his figure came to an abrupt stop at the window. In his line of sight, a dozen white lines were approaching from mid-air.

"The paratroopers are in position. Have fun!"

Zack's body split open and flowed towards the castle, intending to rescue the civilians captured by the pirates. As for the fighting, that would be left to others.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions followed, and bear paw prints appeared on the ground, totaling twenty. As the dust settled, fully equipped mechs emerged from the pile.

The Graves-type Guardian mechs are not designed to fly, and there is no equipment here for orbital airdrops, yet there are bears.

Zach's infiltration provided accurate coordinates, and with Zach's help, Bear was able to accurately complete the airdrop operation, making it a veritable land-based railcar.

In the end, the bear brought itself over as well.

"Surrender, pirates, you have no way out."

Bear dusted himself off and walked toward the pirate in front of him. Facing the pirate's powerful punch, Bear simply raised his arm and casually caught the blow with the fleshy ball in his palm.

"How could this be? That was my full-force attack!"

The bear didn't speak again; its only response to the pirate was a bear paw that gradually grew larger.

Meanwhile, in the town below the royal city, most of the members of the Kurkh gang gathered. Their reaction was completely different from that of the pirates. After confirming that their godfather was dead, the designated second-in-command immediately took over the command.

While all the core members tightened their defenses, they also took many hostages and gathered them in a warehouse, where they were currently in a standoff with Oran and his group.

"Brother Oran, they have quite a few hostages, so it's not easy to make a move."

Most of the mechs were with the bear's airborne squadron, and the gunfire that was now ringing out in the royal city indicated what they were doing.

The remaining mechs and Ginny were all on Oran's side. Although there were walls blocking the way, the mechs' scanners could clearly see the situation inside.

"Listen up, you guys over there! If you don't want these people to die here, you'd better back off! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"

From the notices and leaflets, they discerned Oran's intention to establish a nation, and thus chose to use these potential citizens as a threat to achieve a deeper objective.

"Orlan, let Meow go. If we activate Luna, Meow is confident we can launch a surprise attack and minimize casualties."

Kate stretched her body, intending to storm in and kill all the gangsters. With her speed, they would have a hard time reacting. There might be hostages who died as a result, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Compromise is either zero times or countless times. Once the other party has a handle on you, their demands will become increasingly unreasonable.

"No, retreat for now, Kate. You keep an eye on this place and don't let their people escape. I'm going to prepare something else."

Oran did not choose to launch a surprise attack. While having Kate keep an eye on the area, he also had Brand gather the local residents, teach them first aid techniques, and distribute gas masks.

"I know your relatives and friends are in there, and now they are hostages in the hands of the gang. If you want them to be safe, then you'd better study hard."

"Wait a minute, my men will launch a surprise attack. Your job is to bring your family and friends out in an orderly manner once it's safe to do so!"

As Oran recounted the details to them, the Guardian mechs began reloading and dispersed to the vicinity of the gang's stronghold.

"Boss, even the Godfather failed, can we really succeed like this?"

"That guy outside is an ambitious fellow; it's obvious he wants to be the king of this place."

Saving the country as a hero sounds good, but if he doesn't want to lose public support, he can't ignore these hostages. As long as we keep them under control, we'll be safe.

Oran's temporary retreat made the gang members feel that they had achieved some results. Just as they were thinking about what to do next, muffled sounds suddenly came from all directions of the house, and several smoke launchers were thrown in.

With the replacement of ammunition, these launchers have been changed from ordinary tear gas smoke grenades to powerful anesthetic gases.

"Cough cough. These lunatics, don't they care about the hostages?!"

"What is this thing? My body is..."

The pale green smoke instantly filled the entire house. Whether they were gang members or hostages, anyone who inhaled even a single breath felt a numbing sensation and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness shortly afterward.

Kate and Frankenstein then led the advance team, striking down the few stronger individuals who were still conscious.

Enemies and hostages are mixed together and hard to distinguish, so let's just not try to separate them and take them all down first.

"Quickly! Rescue team, follow me!"

After everyone inside the room lost the ability to resist, the second rescue team began their operation, dragging everyone out and then distinguishing friend from foe.

"Adjust their position carefully! Clear their mouths, be careful as foreign objects could block their airways and cause them to suffocate!"

The hostages are given first aid, and the gang members are locked up later. This is Oran's rescue model. As long as the follow-up measures are taken well, it is a highly efficient method.

This is also why Oran first trained a group of first aid personnel; once everyone is brought out, other problems will be easier to solve.

"Brother Oran, nothing was missed, everything was done."

Ginny piloted the mech and used the life detector to search the inside several times before coming out, making sure there were no more people left.

"Master, the situation in the royal city has been basically dealt with. We've also discovered something new here. There are many well-preserved experimental devices underground in the royal city, and they look like they can still be used."

The part of Zach's body that remained on Oran also coalesced into a mini-Zack, reporting the situation on the other side to him.

With the leader killed, the remaining large-scale forces of the gangs and pirates were basically dismantled, leaving only a few pirates and gangs still active on the island.

(End of this chapter)