"Requesting permission to make another run on 35th and Anchor." The Pilot inside of one of the Biplane radioed into command. A static coming back over "Confirmed. You give another pass over."
The Bombers needed to get orders for their runs. But the Fighter jets had full authority to make gun runs as they pleased. The Bombers were large planes with 4 propellers on each of the massive wings and a large glass window in the front. Entire crews of a dozen Marines operated the shoot for the bombs to be launched out of
There was also Bi, Tri, and Mono Wing Planes. Each equipped with guns and high ammunition. The Mono Wings were fast, but not as strong. While the Tri wings were like flying tanks. Jets were the fastest and did have guns but were meant more to be used as scouting and other similar purposes and objectives
Bullets whizzed and ripped across the ground! Bombs exploding! The Redbeard pirates were having to separate and disperse! The bullets spreading the pirates apart! Others ripping them apart!
"Get down!" Angler tossed a net through the air! Forcing a group to the floor! A bullet whizzed and pierced through his eye! The weaker flesh compared to his muscle obeyed the strength of the 50 cal! Luckily it did not go all the way through!
"Agh!" He screamed! Falling to the ground!
The whole island was becoming more and more of a mess by the second! Dust, Cracks, explosions spreading through buildings. Engulfing so many Pirates that it was almost uncountable had the full number not already been known how many had arrive!
"Sh-" A Member of the Melange Pirates. One of the Dedicated crew to the Redbeard Fleet attempted to leap off the side of the ship only for the 10k gun to leave it reduced to a ball of splinters and scorched wood!
"What in the world is going on at Marine HQ!" A reporter on Desmare screamed! There were warnings and blares of an oncoming Tsunami a hundred meters tall! It was caused by Redbeards over hundreds of Nautical Miles away!
There was clambering and shouts of people writing, drawing, taking pictures of the screen! Getting as much information on the new technology! The Deaths of the Redbeard Pirates, Marines falling! The words of everything that were revealed by the fleet admiral!
Gossip Outlets pushed agendas that would get readers. Ideas of 'Redbeard Out Of His Prime?!' or 'Are the Marines Weak?' and 'Pirate Versus Marines! Whose Really The Ruler of This World!'
Infographic editorials were already planning on big releases on the New Tanks, Blimps, Planes, and the Harbingers. Some who read these things thought it to be myth. Others thought it to be propaganda. Most thought that only the technology possible was what ever their Island was capable of
Unless it was the Marines…
Many were attempting to write something massive! Something Sensational! Something that would sell papers and get them their commission fees! The Journalist, Reporters, Writers, all were trying to get as much info as they could…Because those that have access to these writings…Always chase after them…
The world was cheering for Marine Victory. Some were horrified but convinced themselves it was necessary. Others thought the Pirates were right. Some thought both were bad. Others, neither side was.
But this fight was not about liberation, or fighting against the Marines for what they believed. But to save a man who was being judged wrongly in their eyes. And perhaps thats more than enough for what it had to be, for what it meant-
To them
"Grah!" Redbeard swiped up through the air! Slicing a Marine Commodore straight in half in a single blow! Red mist spraying as gore splattered the ground!
"Azar!" He sliced! He was like a reaper through a field of wheat. Reaping the crops in front of him to be detached from their chaff! He had sensed Azars energy spike the moment they had left! The rest did not. As this was a skill of a man like Redbeard after being around his son for so many years!
Barbossa raised the weapon! And spun it above his head, bringing it down in a reverse stroke! Marines shouting to kill him! Marines leapt! Shot! Attacked in any way they could rather with fruit powers or fighting styles! Redbeard was holding them all off! Singlehandedly!
Out of the Corner of his eye. He could see Morozzo and Polo Fighting! Polo Clashing against Nokotori! But seemingly disengaged from the battle…While Polo was still putting pressure on him! Forcing him to focus on the First Commander!
Morozzo was doing similar against Murasagi. The Light Fruit user dodging out of the way from slashes sent by one of the Strongest Swordsmen in the World! Murasagi leapt back! Raising a hand and shot a beam at the speed of light! But the Swordsman was already moving. Predicting the move! The beam was only a few feet away as his sword moved, only to slice it in two! An explosion covering his movements as he disappeared! The Body of Stern who laid wounded by light bullets vanished with him!
Polo took the moment to slam his Staff into Nokotori! Sending him flying backwards hundreds of meters as he to leapt! Picking up Rowdy Row and Spice Gal!
Redbeard… huffed and puffed. His sixth senses were the only thing keeping him orientated despite his damaged brain and perception. Forcing his body to push past the lack of oxygen…He slowed. Resting for a moment. Gazing over his shoulder…
"Did I…" He locked eyes with the man as he ran. Azar slowing to a stop for a moment. Turning to face his adoptive father "Make you happy?"
Emotions washed, shot, and coursed through the two men. Even if it was only a single moment amidst the world. While they looked at one another. Time seemed to slow to a crawl. It was as if they could feel-
No. They could
They Did.
The Father and Son felt each others worries. Their emotions. The love for one another. Deeper than any bow of gratitude. Warmer than any embrace in each others arms. Greater than any laugh at the dinner table over clinking glasses, and sorrow filled moments of vulnerability, confiding in your son. Or a Son aching for the Validation and counsel of his father…Even if not bound by blood
"Yes! Yes!" Azar suddenly broke! Eyes trailing as he shouted with as much strength and passion for the love he had towards his father.
"Then get the hell out of here, Runt! And don't you dare stop!" His face roared with anger. But for moment. As he turned back, hands wrapping around his pole axe.
He Smiled.
He swung through the air! Back and Forth! Nokotori and Murasagi nowhere to be seen…Still momentarily Recovering from their clashes, Because they knew this man was on his last legs…
"C'mon! Azar! Lets go! Thanks!" He said tugging on his brother. Shouting to Redbeard in a quit, but genuine declaration of gratitude to the Emperor of The Sea…He had no time. They had to go. That was all he could do!
As the tremors continued to shake the ground! Blood erupting! Each slice getting into Barbossa's Beard…One by one…The Crimson began to stain the hair…Returning it to that once Vibrant blood red hue…Even in his current state. His weakened strength.
He fought with the same fury.
Not just As when he fought Roger…
When he was in his prime!
Rhico. Leroy. Azar. With all their strength, leapt up and over the massive amounts of Debris from the Destroyed Obex! Slamming into the ground as they escaped out of the Plaza! Breaking into a Sprint! And a powerful dash! Crossing the distance of the Second Layer in an instant!
Elsewhere…Moments before Azar Escaped.
"Ha…Hagh…Pa…" Polo Grimaced as he landed on one of the roof tops at the front of the Second City. Morrozo Landing Next to him. Stern over the Swordsman's shoulder. Polo Carrying the Corpse of Spice gal and Rowdy…A moment later. Bailey appeared next to them. All crouched down ahead of the rest.
"Wheres…Zero?" Bailey asked. His body bleeding horribly from a massive would in his stomach. Hand covering the gushing blood.
"Still…Up there!" Morozzo said pointing to the sky, He was wounded by Wolfheart, though not to badly. He was evenly matched with Hannibal. Even if the two were not going all out. Having not gotten the chance with Both stalling one another, while The Apex himself allowed it to excuse him self from taking orders…
Above. There was still dozens of Planes Exploding right after another! But…It seemed that Zero was currently in one of the blimps. Taking it down from the inside!
"Look!" Polo shouted. Pointing forward and getting the two other of the Strongest Members attentions. They saw the Trio escape! Making their ways right towards them! Polo standing up waving his arms in the air!
"Hey! Over here! Cmon!" His face drenched in sweat and blood
"Look! Polo!" Azar shouted! "He's waiting for us!"
"Should only take a few more minutes for us to get out of here!" Leroy confirmed. The clashing and explosions of Redbeards destruction Continued in the background. Their escape
Was Minutes Away!