Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The perfect conclusion of the speech undoubtedly provided a strong impetus for the implementation of the next steps, finally relieving He Feng of a great weight on his mind.

Using both kindness and severity is truly a PUA tactic that has received zero negative reviews since ancient times.

After this incident, no one questioned He Feng's decision anymore; they only believed that everything the leader did was for the sake of the entire scavenging group.

The cohesion of the entire group was stronger than an iron plate at that moment.

The fact that the scavenging team arrived at the target ship, the Skuas, a distance of 120 kilometers on foot, in just one day is the best proof of this.

Despite the long trek, the group's patience remained undiminished, and they were still full of fighting spirit and excitement.

Night falls.

Until they reached the glacier on the northeastern edge of the Watt Blue Ice Sheet, a rugged and rusty medium-sized warship came into view.

Its size is similar to the large fishing boats He Feng saw in his previous life, but the only difference is that this boat is very good at piling up materials.

Its massive body, 35 meters wide and about 140 meters long, stands majestically.

Rivets, gears, and a jumble of metal plates welded together form the ship's basic armor, making it look very durable.

Moreover, there are many windows on the sides of the ship for mounting cannons, with dark cannon barrels protruding from them, creating a chilling sense of alienation that makes people shudder.

The scene before him gave him a sense of déjà vu, much like Mad Max.

This large ship, with its wasteland atmosphere, is undoubtedly among the best in terms of both its keel and materials.

"What a treasure!" He Feng's eyes lit up as he thought to himself.

The entire scavenging group disappeared into the darkness, staring intently at the new warship they were about to acquire.

One of the group members stared blankly at the enormous thing in front of him and asked He Feng in a daze.

"Boss, is it really possible for us to get our hands on this thing?"

He Feng turned his head, a half-smile on his face: "Yes."

Such a brief promise is more powerful than any empty promise.

Greed is undoubtedly the best fuel for battle.

With the leader's promise, all the members stared intently at their prey like jackals, gripping their harpoons tightly with great eagerness, their morale soaring.

On the noisy warship, the sound of the winches turning was like a hidden melody.

He Feng waved his hand, giving the order to lie in wait.

Everyone remained hidden, waiting for the right moment.

"Buzz~~"

The ship's cranes rolled conveyor belts, and under the pull of steel cables, a long, narrow iron deck was tilted down from its upright position.

Finally, with a loud "boom," the heavy weight stirred up the surrounding snowflakes, forming a cloud of frost, and the deck was shallowly embedded in the ice.

Before long, a swaying crew member emerged from the gap in the hull, holding a half-empty bottle of liquor in his hand, his face slightly tipsy.

Finally, shaking his head, he pulled down his pants and started relieving himself on an unremarkable snowdrift.

Suddenly, the snowdrift in front of the unfortunate crew member burst open, and a slender figure emerged from it—a young boy.

The boy grinned, holding a bone knife to the crew member's neck, veins bulging on his thin arms, and he growled angrily in a low voice.

"Pee? Did I tell you to keep peeing?"

The pirate crew members, bewildered by the sight of the boy who suddenly emerged, were instantly jolted out of their drunken stupor and speechless with surprise.

"Are the snowdrifts talking?"

Before the poor crew member could finish speaking, a sharp whistling sound accompanied his death as blood gushed from his carotid artery, staining the silvery-white snow with a crimson hue.

He swayed and fell face-first to the ground.

"Lin Mo, I've told you so many times, you need to stay calm," He Feng said to the boy, shaking his head helplessly.

Lin Mo flicked the blood off the bone knife and muttered, "Boss, you try getting covered in blood yourself, the worst part is he not only peed, but he was vomiting and peing at the same time, who can stand that? The smell was fucking stinky, I've reached my limit."

After saying that, he pinched his nose and gagged.

He Feng chuckled awkwardly, "Then we should indeed make an exception."

Lin Mo is one of the veteran members of the scavenging group. He is a very reliable young man. He Feng usually lets him act as the team's ambush operator. He is young and has great potential.

Therefore, this operation is a rare opportunity for him to gain experience.

"Boss, these pirates are all the same kind of scum. Why don't you just let us wipe them all out now?"

After catching his breath, Lin Mo slowly exhaled, looked at He Feng, and waited for the next instruction.

"Wait, wait a little longer," He Feng said in a deep voice, his face stiff.

His mind was deep in thought.

The facts are clear and undeniable.

After a long period of observation, no guard posts were found on the entire ship.

In contrast, the only sounds were the shouts and clamor of the bartenders drinking on the boat, and the pungent smell of the cheap, low-quality liquor.

At this point, striking a fallen dog with a stick is undoubtedly the best option.

"Our opponents? They're all this kind of scum." He Feng couldn't help but frown; it seemed his thinking was a bit too Westernized.

After all, the information provided by the intelligence system is unlikely to be wrong.

The time has come!

He Feng gave the instructions again.

"Brothers, this battle will determine our future and our very survival."

"Now! All troops, prepare to attack!"

After He Feng gave the order, more than twenty figures surrounding the ship appeared.

Each person held a sharpened bone harpoon, their eyes greedily fixed on the enormous creature that seemed to be theirs for the taking.

"Charge!"

The high-pitched footsteps pounded on the iron bridge, producing a crisp, metallic sound, as the menacing scavenging group brutally pushed open each hatch containing a drunkard.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The terrified pirates had no time to react and fled in a cat-and-mouse game.

Shouting and yelling, he desperately tried to rouse his alcohol-numbed body.

boom--

A gunshot rang out.

Several pirates, having found the broken gun barrels, grinned maliciously, their guns menacingly pointed at the soldiers who were engaged in a fierce battle.

The bullets pierced their abdomens, and blood gushed out.

"Gun! They have guns!"

Time seemed to stand still as fear of the impending battle surged through everyone's hearts, and their anxiety intensified their anger towards the pirates.

"We got it! Haha, we got it!" The two pirates clapped their hands excitedly, beaming with joy.

Firearms are extremely valuable items in the apocalypse.

Having firearms means having the opportunity to go head-to-head with monsters.

It also determines the outcome of every battle with others!

The tide of battle turned in an instant, and the superiority of firearms would undoubtedly deal a fatal blow to morale in this campaign.

The pirates were shouting and gloating, with a hint of smugness.

"Disarm and you won't be killed! We...we have guns, so behave yourselves!"

"You think you can take over our Tier 1 fortress? Don't even dream about it!"

The pirates began to regroup, attempting to reverse the decline caused by their indulgence.

He Feng snorted coldly and charged out from the crowd of drunkards, his bone knife dancing effortlessly in the blood.

Under everyone's gaze, He Feng swiftly moved and pressed the wet cloth, soaked with fruit juice, directly into the injured person's abdomen.

A firefly suddenly appeared.

Under the glow, the wound vanished instantly!

Only a dark bloodstain remained on the clothes.

This is precisely the power of the Snow-Glow Fruit; its extraordinary regenerative ability is their greatest asset in this operation.

The entire room fell silent.

Unbelievable, inconceivable—countless pirates witnessed this astonishing turn of events, their minds reeling.

"Boss...you."

"Don't overthink it, just kill a few more pirates to heal me up!"

With the added power from the abundant fruits, He Feng's veins bulged as he charged towards the newly formed pirate squad.

He Feng was radiating heat, as if his entire body was boiling. The blade could not pierce his skin, and as he charged forward, countless pirates were slit in the throat in an instant.

"Bang bang bang"

The pirates, regaining their senses, quickly reloaded their ammunition, firing all their bullets at He Feng's location.

But in the end, none of it worked.

Only shallow dents remained on He Feng's body after he had consumed a huge amount of fruit.

The gunman was dealt with instantly, and several guns fell into He Feng's hands.

This thing isn't human at all.

We can't beat them, we simply can't beat them.

"Monster, this person is a monster." The pirates who were just shouting were now filled with fear, their teeth chattering, their legs weak, and their cowardice overwhelming.

"He's the incarnation of the Snow Demon! Run for your lives!"

A look of terror was reflected on their faces, as the last trace of emotion remaining in this world.

The little morale that the group of drunkards had just mustered was instantly extinguished.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, He Feng straightened his chest, raised his voice, and almost roared.

"Brothers, go all out and kill! We have medical insurance if you get hurt!"

With He Feng's guarantee, everyone's fighting style became completely unrestrained.

"I'll do whatever the boss says, I'm going to take on ten!"

One of the group members responded and swiftly dealt with a pirate, ignoring the pirate's dying struggles.

The wound is no longer a cause for concern!

Mars spread like wildfire.

The members' powerful killing intent spread out instantly.

"For the future of the wandering band!"

"Kill these sons of bitches!"

"kill--"

The clash of swords, accompanied by the roars of warriors, plunged straight into the crowd.

Countless harpoons lashed out, piercing the vitals of each pirate. For a group of drunkards who couldn't even hold a gun properly, this was clearly a massacre with no suspense whatsoever.

Everyone was like a berserker, fearless and ignoring the tearing of their wounds.

Amidst the panicked crowd, Lin Mo was the most frenzied, brandishing his dagger and venting his rage against these filthy bastards.

To poke, stab, insert.

Through years of fishing experience accumulated by the scavenging group, their skills have been honed to such a high level that they are comparable to those who have studied at RT-Mart for decades!

The pirates were strung together one by one.

The liquor and the pirate's blood mingled together, creating a unique aroma that was sweet yet intoxicating.

Blood soaked through He Feng's entire body, and the red-stained hair and clothes made him look even more like a ferocious god.

Gone was the bitter resentment of his past struggles to find food; instead, a relieved smile graced his face, a testament to his triumph over this defeat.

The battle ended, and the rising sun was stained red with blood.

The victorious soldiers drank heartily of the wine they had just captured, clinking glasses and indulging in a great deal of revelry.

The fruit juice was mixed into the wine, serving as both a reward and a physical comfort.

He Feng stood on the highest platform, holding a wine glass, with foam still rising from the thick wooden barrel-shaped glass.

Enjoy a few sips of the drink in a moment of relaxation; the bitter aroma of rye in the liquor is truly delightful.

Today, for the first time, the wanderers adrift on the ice have a future.

He Feng gazed at his ghostly reflection in the wine glass and smiled faintly.

The cup is full, then emptied.

This cup is a toast to myself, and also a tribute to the distant horizon.