Chapter 257 The Bar Rumor
Nassau, the port bar.
The light in the deserted bar was dim and only a few dozen seats were occupied. Everyone was drinking while whispering about the latest news at the same time. The atmosphere of the entire bar was extremely dull and frustrating.
Amidst the discussion of the crowd, the bar’s door was heavily knocked open all of a sudden. A middle-aged man, who was covered with oil, came in from the outside. He put a few bullets on the countertop and yelled, “Give me a glass of brandy, and don’t wash it down with water!”
After looking at the man’s costume, the owner of the bar decided to return the bullets back to the man. The owner plucked a good bottle of wine from the wine cooler and poured it into a glass. He then lowered his voice and asked, "My friend, have a drink… It’s on me. Actually, do you mind giving us some news and talking about what happened to General Santos?"
When the owner threw out the question, everyone else in the bar instantly turned their heads around and stared at them curiously.
The oily man lifted the glass of brandy, sniffed it satisfactorily, and drank all of it in a shot. He then sighed before saying, “I just don’t understand what’s so interesting about it… Didn’t you guys see it? We had thirty ships in the morning but only ten in the afternoon. The precious frigate of General Santos was destroyed as well. Thank God we’re still alive.”
“So… did you guys fail?”
“Is that even a question?”
“Is the enemy extremely strong?”
“We didn’t even stand a chance!”
In just the blink of an eye, everyone across the bar gathered around and looked at the oily man hoping to get more news. The owner of the bar even poured another shot of brandy into his glass and said, “Can you give us more details? We really want to know more about it.”
The oily man looked around at the crowd and laughed before finally saying, “About two weeks ago, two giant ships came from the North. The precious frigate of General Santos happened to meet the enemy, and His Highness even wanted to try and battle them. However, the enemy was very alert and managed to flee in no time.”
“The two sides eventually encountered each other several times. General Santos tried to exhaust their fuel resource with entangled tactics, but we later discovered that the enemy did not seem to care about fuel consumption at all. We soon realized that the model of the ship was quite unique. Hence, we did some research and found out that it was actually the nuclear-powered Polarlys.”
When the oily man mentioned ‘nuclear-powered’, the whole bar was shocked. The crowd then exclaimed, “Nuclear-powered… it’s no wonder they were able to sail such a long distance. It must’ve been a very big ship.”
The oily man was very satisfied with the sensation he created, and once again he laughed before saying, “Not only the Polarlys but General Santos also found another large freighter. He felt that he had a chance to make a fortune. Hence, he tried to contact the people on the freighter, hoping to detain it.”
“However, the other party rejected him without much hesitation, and in the ensuing battle, they even used self-exploding drones to destroy one of our missile boats and damaged two of them. The Great General was also damaged as well.”
As soon as the words were spoken, someone in the crowd exclaimed once again, "I do remember what’s going on! Ten days ago, when General Santos gave his speech at the port, the news of his damaged frigate made him furious."
Everyone in the bar lowered their heads and discussed the news that had long been widely-known. After drinking his third glass of brandy, the oily man then said, "General Santos has been urging the shipyard to repair the frigate as he felt embarrassed about losing his precious frigate.”
“We have been working against the clock since last week and have only managed to repair the ship yesterday. I heard that General Santos had taken almost all of his men today and headed towards the port to retaliate against the enemy. I’ve also heard that Quino, the son of General Santos, had driven drove more than 20 converted small aircraft to serve as reinforcement.”
“You guys must’ve thought that there’s no way General Santos will lose this time. The general himself was very confident in this attack too. Unfortunately, our enemy has become stronger. According to the sailors who managed to make their way back, a rather fierce air battle broke out among both sides and more than 20 of our aircraft fought against a helicopter. But, what do you think happened next? ”
The oily man intended to keep everyone in the bar guessing and it seemed that his plan worked out pretty well. The owner of the bar then decided to pour another shot of brandy into the oily man’s glass. In the end, the oily man lowered his voice and said, “More than 20 of our aircraft fought against a helicopter, but Quino, who directed the air attack, was shot down and died.”
Wow…… everyone was taken aback once again.
“How did they manage to lose with 20 aircraft?”
“I bet General Santos must be extremely infuriated right now…”
“He might’ve already started planning his revenge plan.”
“Since the fight was so intense, the other side must've suffered a serious loss as well. Am I right?”
After listening to the last sentence, the oily man slowly shook his head and waited until everyone went quiet before saying, “Unfortunately, you are all wrong. Compared to General Santos’ losses, theirs were extremely minimal. Their freighter did not even appear at all.... All they did was send out a patrol boat to fight against us.”
“A patrol boat… How can a patrol boat actually fight?”
"At most, a patrol boat will only be equipped with a machine gun. Is a machine gun really enough to defeat General Santos' warship?"
“They only sent out one boat though. There’s no way they could win the battle against a mere patrol boat.”
The oily men shook his head once again with a chuckle, "Don’t you guys dare look down on them. Everyone from General Santos' army now called this inexplicable force the ‘Polarlys Legion'. They were all afraid after facing defeat twice in both their encounters.”
“This army has an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, helicopters, and even tanks. By the way, they operated the tanks on the front of the patrol ship. As a result, they were able to completely destroy General Santos' frigate. I heard from those sailors that the enemies are using laser-guided artillery shells, which can be fired from more than ten kilometers away.”
“In the end, General Santos managed to get close to the enemy after losing many speedboats and torpedo boats. When he was approaching them, he was continuously bombarded by the enemy with heavy artillery. The battle was extremely fierce, and they succeeded in stopping the enemy’s boat from moving forward. However, they were soon counter-attacked and their main mortar was destroyed by the enemy with a single artillery shell.”
Wow... wow... wow...... Exclamations can be heard one after another. Someone then asked, "Since this ‘Polarlys Legion’ is so powerful, will they drive General Santos out of this place and continue to attack Nassau?”
The oily man finally did not know how to answer the question. He shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this. Anyway, I only know that the losses of General Santos, especially his son’s death, had made a great impact on him. There’s news that General Santos will ask his backstage for help. I’m afraid that this battle might last for very long."
The crowd resumed their discussion once again with limited information. Some of them complained about the chaotic state of the world and claimed that there was no more hope for mankind. The others, however, were discussing where to look for the Polarlys Legion, as they might be able to land themselves a job.
This conversation took place in the corner of the bar where two people were sitting at. One of them, who was wearing a cowboy hat and looked relatively mature, said to the young man next to him, “Go ask that oily man… Is there any way we can contact this Polarlys Legion?”
The young man walked up to the countertop and spent a few rounds of ammunition in exchange for a few messages. He then came back and said: “Mr. East, the Polarlys Legion is now stationed in Marsh Harbour in the northern part of Abaco Island. It seems that they’re desperately searching for a suitable port for their ship."
"Great, maybe we can find ourselves an ally to fight against the pirates of the Caribbean."
Chapter 257 The Bar Rumor
Nassau, the port bar.
The light in the deserted bar was dim and only a few dozen seats were occupied. Everyone was drinking while whispering about the latest news at the same time. The atmosphere of the entire bar was extremely dull and frustrating.
Amidst the discussion of the crowd, the bar’s door was heavily knocked open all of a sudden. A middle-aged man, who was covered with oil, came in from the outside. He put a few bullets on the countertop and yelled, “Give me a glass of brandy, and don’t wash it down with water!”
After looking at the man’s costume, the owner of the bar decided to return the bullets back to the man. The owner plucked a good bottle of wine from the wine cooler and poured it into a glass. He then lowered his voice and asked, "My friend, have a drink… It’s on me. Actually, do you mind giving us some news and talking about what happened to General Santos?"
When the owner threw out the question, everyone else in the bar instantly turned their heads around and stared at them curiously.
The oily man lifted the glass of brandy, sniffed it satisfactorily, and drank all of it in a shot. He then sighed before saying, “I just don’t understand what’s so interesting about it… Didn’t you guys see it? We had thirty ships in the morning but only ten in the afternoon. The precious frigate of General Santos was destroyed as well. Thank God we’re still alive.”
“So… did you guys fail?”
“Is that even a question?”
“Is the enemy extremely strong?”
“We didn’t even stand a chance!”
In just the blink of an eye, everyone across the bar gathered around and looked at the oily man hoping to get more news. The owner of the bar even poured another shot of brandy into his glass and said, “Can you give us more details? We really want to know more about it.”
The oily man looked around at the crowd and laughed before finally saying, “About two weeks ago, two giant ships came from the North. The precious frigate of General Santos happened to meet the enemy, and His Highness even wanted to try and battle them. However, the enemy was very alert and managed to flee in no time.”
“The two sides eventually encountered each other several times. General Santos tried to exhaust their fuel resource with entangled tactics, but we later discovered that the enemy did not seem to care about fuel consumption at all. We soon realized that the model of the ship was quite unique. Hence, we did some research and found out that it was actually the nuclear-powered Polarlys.”
When the oily man mentioned ‘nuclear-powered’, the whole bar was shocked. The crowd then exclaimed, “Nuclear-powered… it’s no wonder they were able to sail such a long distance. It must’ve been a very big ship.”
The oily man was very satisfied with the sensation he created, and once again he laughed before saying, “Not only the Polarlys but General Santos also found another large freighter. He felt that he had a chance to make a fortune. Hence, he tried to contact the people on the freighter, hoping to detain it.”
“However, the other party rejected him without much hesitation, and in the ensuing battle, they even used self-exploding drones to destroy one of our missile boats and damaged two of them. The Great General was also damaged as well.”
As soon as the words were spoken, someone in the crowd exclaimed once again, "I do remember what’s going on! Ten days ago, when General Santos gave his speech at the port, the news of his damaged frigate made him furious."
Everyone in the bar lowered their heads and discussed the news that had long been widely-known. After drinking his third glass of brandy, the oily man then said, "General Santos has been urging the shipyard to repair the frigate as he felt embarrassed about losing his precious frigate.”
“We have been working against the clock since last week and have only managed to repair the ship yesterday. I heard that General Santos had taken almost all of his men today and headed towards the port to retaliate against the enemy. I’ve also heard that Quino, the son of General Santos, had driven drove more than 20 converted small aircraft to serve as reinforcement.”
“You guys must’ve thought that there’s no way General Santos will lose this time. The general himself was very confident in this attack too. Unfortunately, our enemy has become stronger. According to the sailors who managed to make their way back, a rather fierce air battle broke out among both sides and more than 20 of our aircraft fought against a helicopter. But, what do you think happened next? ”
The oily man intended to keep everyone in the bar guessing and it seemed that his plan worked out pretty well. The owner of the bar then decided to pour another shot of brandy into the oily man’s glass. In the end, the oily man lowered his voice and said, “More than 20 of our aircraft fought against a helicopter, but Quino, who directed the air attack, was shot down and died.”
Wow…… everyone was taken aback once again.
“How did they manage to lose with 20 aircraft?”
“I bet General Santos must be extremely infuriated right now…”
“He might’ve already started planning his revenge plan.”
“Since the fight was so intense, the other side must've suffered a serious loss as well. Am I right?”
After listening to the last sentence, the oily man slowly shook his head and waited until everyone went quiet before saying, “Unfortunately, you are all wrong. Compared to General Santos’ losses, theirs were extremely minimal. Their freighter did not even appear at all.... All they did was send out a patrol boat to fight against us.”
“A patrol boat… How can a patrol boat actually fight?”
"At most, a patrol boat will only be equipped with a machine gun. Is a machine gun really enough to defeat General Santos' warship?"
“They only sent out one boat though. There’s no way they could win the battle against a mere patrol boat.”
The oily men shook his head once again with a chuckle, "Don’t you guys dare look down on them. Everyone from General Santos' army now called this inexplicable force the ‘Polarlys Legion'. They were all afraid after facing defeat twice in both their encounters.”
“This army has an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, helicopters, and even tanks. By the way, they operated the tanks on the front of the patrol ship. As a result, they were able to completely destroy General Santos' frigate. I heard from those sailors that the enemies are using laser-guided artillery shells, which can be fired from more than ten kilometers away.”
“In the end, General Santos managed to get close to the enemy after losing many speedboats and torpedo boats. When he was approaching them, he was continuously bombarded by the enemy with heavy artillery. The battle was extremely fierce, and they succeeded in stopping the enemy’s boat from moving forward. However, they were soon counter-attacked and their main mortar was destroyed by the enemy with a single artillery shell.”
Wow... wow... wow...... Exclamations can be heard one after another. Someone then asked, "Since this ‘Polarlys Legion’ is so powerful, will they drive General Santos out of this place and continue to attack Nassau?”
The oily man finally did not know how to answer the question. He shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this. Anyway, I only know that the losses of General Santos, especially his son’s death, had made a great impact on him. There’s news that General Santos will ask his backstage for help. I’m afraid that this battle might last for very long."
The crowd resumed their discussion once again with limited information. Some of them complained about the chaotic state of the world and claimed that there was no more hope for mankind. The others, however, were discussing where to look for the Polarlys Legion, as they might be able to land themselves a job.
This conversation took place in the corner of the bar where two people were sitting at. One of them, who was wearing a cowboy hat and looked relatively mature, said to the young man next to him, “Go ask that oily man… Is there any way we can contact this Polarlys Legion?”
The young man walked up to the countertop and spent a few rounds of ammunition in exchange for a few messages. He then came back and said: “Mr. East, the Polarlys Legion is now stationed in Marsh Harbour in the northern part of Abaco Island. It seems that they’re desperately searching for a suitable port for their ship."
"Great, maybe we can find ourselves an ally to fight against the pirates of the Caribbean."
