Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

Even with this explanation, the people on the ship still looked on with disbelief.

Having adventured on the high seas for so long, they had never heard of pirates being able to make deals with the World Government and successfully obtain so much information.

It is conceivable that Shanks paid a very high price.

Thinking of this, their expressions became somewhat heavy, and they silently reached out and patted Shanks on the shoulder.

However, they were overthinking it...

These items were actually obtained directly from the Five Elders by Shanks without any cost.

The Five Elders' request was simple: to spread this information through Shanks, a man with immense prestige among pirates.

As long as the pirates of the New World feel hope, they will naturally fight to the death against the Navy.

At that time, the morale of the navy will also be low due to the spread of such news.

The navy currently lacks the ability to generate its own revenue; if its offensive is thwarted, its massive power will naturally disappear.

At that time, without the support of the navy, no matter how strong his personal strength is, Raleigh will be completely defeated in front of Im, the master of the Empty Throne.

Beckman couldn't help but excitedly say:

"Shanks, with these documents, we can definitely teach the Navy a lesson in defeat."

The New World is a vast and unpredictable sea, where even skilled navigators can only follow a compass and navigate from island to island. But on this sea chart, pirates can skip those islands.

Originally, under Shanks' command, the pirates only knew how to withstand the Navy's cannon fire while looking for an opportunity to attack.

But things are different now. With this nautical chart, they can abandon those islands and focus on attacking the navy's supply lines and the less defended sea areas.

After all, large-scale battles are a contest of intelligence capabilities.

Shanks nodded proudly and said with great enthusiasm:

"That's what I think too, guys."

"As long as we thoroughly study these blueprints, we can change the current situation of being attacked. The navy doesn't understand our changes yet."

"We must seize this opportunity to show the Navy our true strength."

Shanks already had several feasible plans in mind. Now, all he had to do was to go through these plans repeatedly and then pass them on to the assembled pirate captains.

Yasopp suddenly spoke:

"What about tonight's operation? Those pirate captains are all unruly guys. If we cancel it suddenly, it will definitely cause their dissatisfaction."

Shanks laughed loudly:

"It's alright, Yasopp, I've already considered the problem you mentioned."

"Time will not change, but the mission objective will."

"Right now, the Navy's biggest concern is not the high-level combat capabilities, nor the lower-level soldiers, but the massive amount of supplies they consume every day. So tonight's objective is to attack their supply center—the Falklands Islands, which are garrisoned by Barrett."

The reason for choosing the Falkland Islands is quite simple.

First, this is an important naval supply transit point with a large amount of supplies, so attacking this place would yield the greatest return.

Second, there's Douglas Barrett himself.

Although they were once Shanks's comrades on the same ship, they became mortal enemies when Barrett crippled Yasopp.

Moreover, Barrett is already the sharpest spear under Fleet Admiral Raleigh. Although he does not have the title of Admiral, everyone knows that Barrett's strength is already at the Admiral level.

Killing him would be the best way to sever one of Raleigh's powerful arms.

Beckman nodded, taking a deep drag on his cigar.

"Barrett must die."

"Borsalino poses little threat to us, but Barrett is a warmonger; we absolutely cannot let him continue living."

And so, as night fell, a dozen or so pirate ships of all kinds, fully loaded with elite pirates, left the port.

They plunged headlong into the pitch-black night.

Red-haired Shanks stood on the dragon head of the deck, his eyes fixed on the island that was gradually becoming clearer ahead.

As he drew closer, a burning rage raged within him.

Red-Haired Shanks is certainly not a kind person. His kindness is only directed towards those close to him. He has absolutely no sympathy for ordinary people and the Navy.

"Captain, those pirate captains are asking to speak with you. They want to know why the attack route doesn't match the actual route."

Beckman emerged from the darkness, a cigar dangling from his lips.

After seeing the outline of the island, Shanks said:

"Tell them that we have discovered a naval transport base with a large amount of weapons and resources. We only want 30% of it after we take the island, and they can divide the rest among themselves. Whoever gets the most gets it."

Shanks knew the pirates' character well; talking to them about strategic goals or strategic significance was completely useless.

How many pirates are truly intelligent? Only the lure of profit can truly ignite their passion.

Beckman relayed Shanks' instructions to the pirate captains.

Although the change in objectives caused them dissatisfaction, their faces lit up with greed when they heard Shanks talk about the distribution of profits.

While the naval soldiers were fast asleep, Beckman and Yasopp silently shot and killed the naval soldiers on duty.

It would be far too easy for two powerful individuals at the level of a deputy emperor to invade an island like this, which lacks top-tier combat strength.

Shanks led the rest of the fleet into port only after Beckman gave the signal.

"We have limited time. No matter how much we've looted, we must leave this place after dawn."

Shanks gave a brief explanation to the hungry pirates behind him.

After all, given the pirates' greed, talking to them would be a waste of time; it would be better to hurry up and find Barrett's location.

"Men, charge me, you little brats!"

"Hahaha, this is all my stuff! Men, load it onto the ship!"

There were also many supplies piled up at the port, and the pirates immediately showed hungry expressions upon seeing them.

Being a pirate is very poor.

Because they never produce anything; they live by robbing.

Money comes quickly, but it's also spent quickly.

Most pirates don't live the glamorous life that others imagine, so their desire for resources is ingrained in their very bones.

While the pirates were frantically carrying away the goods, the huge commotion at Shanks Port finally caught the attention of the Marines, who rushed out of their camps with their weapons.

When they saw the chaotic figures on the harbor, everyone was stunned.

However, the rigorous training in the navy allowed them to react immediately, and they assembled in their usual formations.

They knew that the supplies had already been moved and destroyed, so they couldn't let these pirates leave unscathed.

Soon, the navy forces were assembled, and under the command of the colonel and the rear admiral, they began to slowly surround the group of pirates who had gone mad.

In the night breeze, the Red-Haired Pirates hid in a dark corner, watching the Navy's movements.

Beckman's deep voice rang out:

"As expected of the navy, with such combat skills, it's no wonder we have a hard time winning."

Even Shanks, the red-haired man, couldn't help but nod.

Pirates have always operated on a law of the jungle, valuing absolute individual strength. Every pirate who earns the title of Emperor is an incredibly powerful individual.

However, low- and mid-level pirates are just reckless brutes who only know how to charge forward and have virtually no fighting power against the Navy.

If it's a familiar scene, that's fine.

"Laki Roux, Benk Bingge, you two go and lead the pirates to engage these marines in a prolonged battle."

"Grab as much supplies as you can; burn what you can't take."

"We'll continue to wait for Barrett to appear."

"Yes, Captain."

Raki Lu and Benk Bingge agreed and then quickly left the spot.

In fact, Barrett had already received the news at the naval base in the Falklands, but he had no intention of showing up for the time being.

Although the supplies here were important, Barrett instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Why were the pirates able to bypass the defenses and accurately locate this transit station where supplies were stored?

It's important to know that the location of this island is known to very few people, even within the navy.

The generals who could be identified would be at least at the lieutenant general level.

Most vice admirals were also unaware of the island's location.

But the fact that pirates are now appearing in large numbers on this island clearly indicates that someone has leaked information to them.

Out of caution, Barrett dialed the Den Den Mushi (snail phone) in New Marin Van Dorothy.

"That's the situation, Lord Raleigh. I suggest a thorough investigation of the naval officers and soldiers who know about this."

After listening to Barrett's words, Raleigh quickly realized who was behind it all after a brief moment of thought.

"It's alright, Barrett, I know who's behind this."

"Their target isn't just naval supplies; I suspect they're also after you."

This time, the Red-Haired Pirates are probably going all out.

"Take care of yourself. I've already notified General Borsalino to come and support you."

After hearing this, Barrett grinned maliciously.

He didn't know who had launched the attack, but now he understood from Raleigh's words.

This is the Red-Haired Pirates coming to avenge Yasopp.

If he hadn't made that call to Raleigh, he might actually be on the battlefield.

Given the strength of all the members of the Red-Haired Pirates, even if Bullet survives, he will most likely be crippled, or more likely, become a corpse.

In the Marshal's office inside New Marineford, after hanging up the phone with Barrett, Rowley convened a meeting of all staff members in the conference room.

Half an hour later, Raleigh stood in front of the huge sand table, overlooking the locations of the various islands in the New World, and spoke:

"Everyone, I called you here so late because there's been some trouble with the Red-Haired Pirates in the New World."

"The pirates have found a loophole in our defenses, and they are now attacking our supply depot."

"Of course, this is not your responsibility. The only reason I called you all here is to carry out the naval troop rotation and replan the transportation routes of supplies in the shortest possible time."

As soon as Raleigh finished speaking, the crowd below erupted in uproar.

The reason is that the navy's transport routes were painstakingly calculated by them, even at the cost of their hair.

Being found by a group of savage pirates in such a short time is really embarrassing.

"Admiral Raleigh, is there a problem within our ranks? Otherwise, those pirates wouldn't have been able to see through our plan."

A younger staff officer raised his hand and shouted.

He was really dissatisfied because the location of the island was the solution he had proposed after a long period of calculation.

It's a real humiliation for him to be found by pirates now.

"Charles Martin, don't cause trouble. Our most important task now is to come up with a new plan."

Crane glanced at Charles Martin, who had stood up, and said.

Although no one wants this to happen, if it does, we can only quickly proceed with other solutions.

Raleigh looked at the crane and nodded respectfully.

Sure enough, in the face of such matters, only experienced veterans can keep things in order and ensure normal operation.

"Then I won't disturb Lieutenant General Tsuru and the staff officers any longer."

Raleigh nodded and left the conference room.

Charles Martin's point is valid; there must be people within the Navy secretly providing intelligence to the World Government, and these people may have been World Government spies from the beginning.

But this matter cannot be brought up publicly, much less be publicly investigated.

Such investigations of wartime generals would only fuel their rebellious sentiments, so Raleigh did not heed Charles Martin's advice.

In addition, Raleigh also wanted to understand this matter.

The World Government has officially begun to intervene in the battle between the Navy and the pirates, and in the coming days, the Navy will face even more storms.

Fortunately, what Shanks didn't know was that his ally Charlotte Linlin was now all alone.

There was simply no way to provide him with any more help.

Charlotte Linlin, who had fought a fierce battle with Zephyr and Issho, was caught off guard and ambushed by Garp. Even Charlotte Linlin's sturdy defense could not withstand the combined attack of the three admirals.

Fortunately, Charlotte Linlin's immense strength came in handy.

In her frenzied outburst, she managed to escape from the three generals.

The price was the permanent loss of his right hand.

At this moment, Charlotte Linlin, who only has one arm left, is rushing to Whole Cake Island; she needs treatment.

However, as Charlotte Linlin got closer to Whole Cake Island, she suddenly realized that the island was now completely silent.

There wasn't even the slightest sound.

Charlotte Linlin was about to explode when her Observation Haki swept over her.

She never imagined that there would be no living creatures left on Cake Island at this moment.

Everywhere were corpses bleeding from all seven orifices, including many ministers of the world and descendants of the Charlotte family, but they were all dead now.

"Lingling, you're a little late."

As Charlotte Linlin unleashed her Conqueror's Haki without restraint, two figures that she recognized very well emerged from the palace.

Charlotte Linlin roared through gritted teeth:

"Newgate!!! Skid!!!"

"Did you destroy my kingdom?!"