Pirates: The Black Earl

Sabo couldn't tell whether he had fallen for half an hour or a few minutes, until the arms wrapped in domineering fingers were slightly hot and tingling, suddenly his feet were empty.

"It's the end!"

He lifted his spirits, his fingers slammed into the wall.

Huh! !

After a rubbing sound, he inserted half of his arm into the wall, and Sabo hung at the passageway, breathing a sigh of relief.

"so close!"

I don't know the depth below, if it doesn't stop, good and bad will be unpredictable.

He took out the flashlight with his free hand, and pressed the switch with a "chuckle".

Then, looking at a large iron plate close at hand, the corners of Sabo's mouth twitched and let go.

Boom!

Falling on the iron plate.

The exit of the passage is less than two meters from the ground. Who can make sense?

However, he himself did not pay attention.

I don't even think about it. How could it be like a skylight on a patio that can climb up and down the passage with Bergapunk's physical fitness, more than ten or twenty meters above the ground.

"No here, this is"

Looking around with a flashlight, Sabo looked confused.

"Navy's submarine?"

The thing that catches your eyes is not a secret laboratory, nor the expected wreck of Pluto, but a submarine that has been stranded in an underground river and has not been used for many years.

It is very different from the current submarine design of the Navy. After all, Saab can be seen from the perspective of a warrior. The thin armor design, not to mention the murloc, can be pierced by a pirate with a little bit of strength. Turn into canned food.

The science and technology of Pirate World has stagnated, largely due to the fact that the personal strength of this world often exceeds understanding. Everyone is pursuing power, and of course they neglect pure knowledge.

Some traces of artificial excavation can be seen in the surrounding caves. Combining with the pool where the submarine is located, Sabo's mind suddenly came to mind.

This old-fashioned submarine may have entered this position from the bottom of the water by accident or other reasons, and as a result, it was hit by the water barrier and reluctantly ran aground.

In order to save themselves, a group of people began to dig along this underground space, make repairs, and then dig up again, opening the passage where he came in.

"Could it be that the wreck that Begapunk said was this submarine?"

Sabo was confused.

"But what does this have to do with Pluto?"

"Are we deceived?"

Sabo's eyes reddened at the thought that what they had paid such a huge sacrifice was just a scam.

Without Pluto, what would they do to break through?

Everyone will die here!

Even if Long couldn't bear it anymore, he would not go to war with Earl Black for a scam.

"No, I can't tell yet."

Sabo forced himself to calm down and patted his cheek: "Think about Sabo quickly, there is nothing you didn't find."

Entering the submarine, a rotten smell came out.

The flashlight shone past and saw five bones in the bag looking at him with their hollow eye sockets. It is a standard body bag, but due to the age, the surface of the bag has also rotted.

Muscle fat or something else rots and sticks to the bag, forming black spots.

"The standard equipment of an old submarine is 20 people. There are only five bodies here, which means that at least a dozen people have left here alive."

"Are a dozen people alive?"

Suddenly, Sabo felt like he had grasped the point.

Regardless of the stench, he came to the body bag, held his breath and opened it.

He stretched out his hand casually, groping in the sticky rotting liquid, and soon a piece of cloth was touched by him, after distinguishing it, he put it down and reopened another relatively dry bag.

After repeating this several times, Sabo's eyes flashed a little.

"Sure enough, these people are not navy!"

The world government does not know that Begapunk is related to Pluto.

If more than a dozen navies left alive, why didn't they bring back any news?

as predicted.

These people are not navy at all!

The condition of bones and teeth showed that the dead were all over half a hundred years old, without any traces of training.

and

Searching the cabin carefully, through a slightly well-preserved logbook Sabo found that there was no record of this stranding at all!

If it is the Navy, it is impossible to neglect such an important matter.

The logbook on the ship is the same key item as the black box of the plane!

not to mention

"Leave!"

Old-fashioned submarines have a narrow space and can't store too many materials. That channel requires both excavation and erection of iron ladders, which cannot be completed in a day.

"The simplest truth is, where did they get so many iron resources and conditions to make such a high iron frame!"

"so"

Jumping to the surface of the submarine, Sabo looked at the wall carefully with a flashlight.

"They must have some other source of supplies!"

The "underground of the laboratory" is not the destination.