deltrittennovels Chapter 508: Armed Frenzy!
Chapter 508: Armed Frenzy!
It was precisely York who was imprisoned.
Vegapunk's five clones have all arrived.
The meeting room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The white-bearded man squinted.
His gaze swept over the five people.
Shanks stopped tapping the table.
Beckman exhaled half a plume of smoke, which lingered near his mouth.
Long still held the table with his fingers clasped together.
Chen Ye sat in the main seat.
There was no sound.
He raised his eyes.
This action is equivalent to a default.
Vegapunk jumped to the front of the control panel.
He spread his arms wide.
We need to embrace the conference room.
"Watch out, you fools!"
His voice was deafening.
His face was full of smugness.
"This is my greatest work."
"Except for that idiot York"
All five clones are here.
He pointed to them one by one.
"Shakya was responsible for technical integration and system coordination."
Lilith is in charge of heavy firepower and armored ship equipment.
Pythagoras was in charge of logistics, communications, and transportation.
Atlas was in charge of body modification and repair.
Vegapunk slapped Edison on the head.
Edison left behind
He was in charge of overall tactical coordination.
"Doing configuration calculations for you bunch of muscle-headed idiots"
Edison's mechanical eye flashed.
It emits a soft chime.
The deduction has already begun.
Vegapunk raised his chin.
"Now I'll open your eyes."
Lilith moved.
She stepped onto the edge of the conference table.
Which side of the white beard to step onto.
The sole of the boot rubbed against the metal edge of the table.
She raised her hand and flicked it.
The dark blue holographic drawing exploded.
A giant light curtain stretched into the air.
A stereoscopic image of the Moby Dick spacecraft has appeared.
It's no longer the original ship.
The hull features multiple honeycomb composite armor plates.
The bow extends to a heavy firepower position.
The keel was reinforced again.
The main mast is embedded with the energy core.
Key areas are marked in dark blue.
It says "Seastone Armor Layer".
Marco crossed his arms.
His pupils contracted sharply.
Lilith grinned.
Fingertips swipe.
The parameters popped up.
"Don't look like you've never seen anything like this before, pineapple head."
Ordinary sea stone is very heavy.
"I used a lightweight interlocking structure."
"Outer layer for impact resistance, middle layer for stress relief"
"Inner layer microporous mesh covering"
"The weight is controllable and can suppress ability users."
She tapped on another column.
Turn the page of the drawing.
The main gun position has been enlarged.
The massive main gun pierced through the hull.
A red light illuminated inside.
The muzzle is fitted with a stabilizing magnetic ring.
It says "Plasma Main Cannon".
Joz's eye twitched.
Bista frowned.
Marco stared at the output parameters.
My breathing paused for a moment.
Lilith laughed even harder.
"Single-shot full charge"
"Frontal penetration of a heavily armored warship"
"Even with 70% of its output, it can turn the navy into scrap metal."
"Moby-Dick is not the only solution."
She hooked her fingertips again.
Unfold the blueprints of all the ships under Whitebeard's command.
It filled the air with dense, countless particles.
Main gun modification.
Secondary guns on the sides.
Armor classification.
Medical warehouse.
Robotic arm.
Advancement module.
A complete fleet modification system.
It was thrown directly at the white-bearded man's face.
Marco stared at it for several seconds.
I took a breath.
"This kind of firepower"
This is no longer an ordinary naval battle.
Lilith shrugged.
"nonsense"
"I'm not going to be a piece of old-fashioned trash."
She looked at the white-bearded man.
"Old man, your boat is big enough."
"As long as your people can keep up."
"I'll turn it into a sea monster!"
The white-bearded man didn't speak.
Lift your chin.
His eyes were extremely deep.
That was the gaze used to assess lethality.
Shakyamuni walked towards the Red-Haired Pirates.
The movements were quiet.
Like a sophisticated war machine.
He stopped in front of Beckman.
He raised his palm.
The white projection unfolds.
The first item is the high-maneuverability flight module.
Folding winglets.
Multi-directional injection nozzle.
Hovering device.
Like a metallic raptor suspended in mid-air.
Shakyamuni's voice was very calm.
"Targeting highly mobile maritime operations"
"Used for inter-ship jump and high-altitude reconnaissance"
"The advantage lies in both flexibility and stability."
A simulated image appeared on the projector.
Soldiers carrying modules soared into the sky.
A strong wind lashed my face.
The aircraft made an emergency stop and turned back in mid-air.
Precisely avoid artillery fire.
Lachiru stopped eating meat.
Shanks suppressed his smile.
Beckman took off his cigar.
Shakyamuni did not stop.
The second piece of equipment appeared.
The air suddenly tightened.
It is a slender sniper rifle.
The gun body is dark silver.
The track was like lightning.
The muzzle has no rifling.
Only blue and white magnetic patterns are used.
It says "Auto-Aiming Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle".
Yasopp stood up instantly.
The chair scraped against the floor with a screeching sound.
He stared intently at the gun.
Like a predator eyeing its prey.
Shakyamuni opened his mouth.
Electromagnetic ballistics
"Drag Correction"
"Predictive Lock"
"A fast enough reaction time can break through the limits of precision."
The projection changes again.
In the midst of a violent storm.
The target is moving at high speed.
The sniper's trajectory flashed.
The bullet pierced through three layers of obstacles.
Pierce into the center of the target.
Jesus' Adam's apple bobbed.
"Ignoring wind resistance"
It can also automatically correct.
Beckman stubbed out his cigar.
Fingers pressed against the table.
Shanks smiled.
There was not a trace of mockery.
"You've really pulled out all the stops, Vegapunk."
Shakyamuni did not respond.
Expand for more data.
Energy endurance.
Stability rate.
Modular ammunition.
Armor-piercing and shield-breaking.
Interference and paralysis.
The complete set of supporting ammunition systems is listed.
This is a war plan that can be implemented at any time.
Pythagoras moved to the side of the revolutionary army.
Unfold the drawings.
The dragon's breathing became shallow.
The 3D map unfolds.
It covers the entire ocean.
Each node is connected by light rays.
A communication base station model is raised.
A web has been formed that covers the world.
Pythagoras emitted a mechanical sound.
"Anti-eavesdropping quantum communication network"
"Skip the Den Den Mushi system"
"Node detachable masquerading"
"Multiple leaps and diversions of information"
He pressed down with his palm.
A simulated monitoring screen appears.
The Den Den Mushi (snail phone) is shaking violently.
The signal source cannot be locked down.
The command is to jump from the snow island to the desert.
They moved into the underground port.
They landed at a secret base.
Long tightened his grip.
The joints are whitish.
Intelligence leaks are the biggest pain point.
This thing can tear apart the world government's intelligence network.
The second blueprint unfolds.
The wheeled and tracked hybrid combat vehicle is turning.
The outer shell has changed color.
Concealed folding muzzle.
"All-terrain stealth combat vehicle"
"Adaptable to various harsh terrains"
"Features low-noise stealth capability"
"The revolutionary army's biggest weakness is its ability to infiltrate across regions."
The dragon's gaze changed.
Zefa's face darkened.
He understood the significance of this equipment.
Aokiji put his hands in his pockets.
A strange light flashed across his eyes.
Revolutionary army cadres no longer remained silent.
Someone stepped forward.
Someone is keeping a close eye on the blueprint.
The dragon exhaled.
No praise.
No doubt.
He stared intently at the light net.
Silence is the strongest response.
Atlas stood in the center.
He crossed his arms and snorted coldly.
Don't just focus on guns, cannons, vehicles, and ships.
She grinned.
The boxing gloves made a clicking sound.
"Come find me if you want to upgrade your physique."
"Skeleton-enhanced prosthetics optimization"
I'll accept them all.
"As long as you don't cry."
Joz's forehead twitched.
Lachiru grinned.
The atmosphere was slightly broken.
Vegapunk scanned the entire audience.
The madness burned ever brighter.
He suddenly raised his hand.
The screens lit up simultaneously.
The production line scene unfolds.
High-speed welding with robotic arms.
The furnace spewed out streams of fire.
High-energy materials were quickly allocated.
The assembly platform is formed simultaneously.
Future Island spat out its fangs.
Vegapunk laughed wildly.
"You all saw it, didn't you?"
"Production lines fully operational"
"Just tell me what you want."
Don't limit this old man with the imagination of the old era.
"Let's bring down demand tonight!"
"Leave the rest to me."
Words can ignite a powder keg.
Marco was the first to come to his senses.
He looked at the white-bearded man.
The tone was cautious.
"Old Man"
Can the production capacity handle full deployment?
Vegapunk irritably flung his hand away.
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
"This kind of narrow-minded thinking again."
His beard trembled.
"As long as the blueprints are finalized and the materials are in place..."
"I have all turned into physical objects."
Tell me where the highest standard is.
"I have no shortage of the ability to turn the impossible into the possible."
The white-bearded man stared at the blueprints.
His lips curled into a grin.
The smile was heavy.
Lift your chin.
Marco
"Bring all the captains with you."
"All decisions will be made to the highest standards."
A hammer is fixed.
Marco's eyes lit up.
"Understand Dad"
Joz stood up.
The joints were cracking.
Bista pulled down the brim of his hat.
Its sharp edge was raised.
Captain Whitebeard stood up at the same time.
Ready to make a big splash.
Shanks smiled.
No dragging things out.
"Beckman led a team to connect"
Beckman nodded and stood up.
"Long-range firepower and mobility are the top priorities."
Jesus Christ grinned.
"knew"
Lachiru grabbed his leg and followed.
All the red-haired cadres took action.
The dragon stood up abruptly.
With a flick of his cloak.
Push Aokiji and the army commander forward.
"go"
"Everything must be finalized tonight."
Zefa took a step.
Aokiji followed.
The cadres responded simultaneously.
Pave the road where there is one.
Sharpen any knife you have.
The conference room was filled with jarring noises.
Metal boots hit the ground.
Crowds surged toward the docking area.
Atlas strode out.
They were shouting and lining up.
The metal door opens and closes.
Diverted like a flood.
The vast space became empty.
Only the low hum of the machine remained.
The smell of smoke and alcohol lingered.
The last door closed.
The room was quiet.
Chen Ye sat in the main seat.
The white-bearded man sat in a giant chair.
Shanks rests his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Long stood at the table.
In front of the main control console at Vegapunk Station.
Edison's data flickered.
Vegapunk looked at the people who remained.
He grinned.
His laughter was very strange.
With a touch of excitement.
It has a touch of madness.
He rubbed his hands together.
It made a soft rustling sound.
"alright"
"The toys for the children below have all been distributed."
He squinted.
His gaze swept over the old scars on the white beard.
It swept across Shanks' empty sleeve.
The light swept across the dragon's tense body.
"Now"
"Let's talk about the special provisions for you three monsters."