Chapter 434

The gunshots faded.

Evelyn Laurent and Ethan Sullivan vanished like ghosts.

They never lingered after firing.

This was guerrilla warfare—life or death.

The pirates were driven mad by their phantom attacks.

"Damn it! Where are they?"

"Spread out! Take cover!"

Several pirate teams crept toward the gunfire.

They had no idea how many enemies hid on the island.

Every step was taken with extreme caution.

Evelyn and Ethan held their breath.

Like leopards in the shadows, they waited for the perfect moment.

When the pirates let their guard down—

Bang! Bang!

Two more precise shots.

They fired and fled without hesitation.

The pirates cursed in frustration.

"Bastards! Fight us face-to-face!"

Meanwhile, the 001 warship detected the island's commotion.

Julian Langley's face turned pale.

"Full speed ahead!"

His nails dug into his palms.

Every soldier on board tensed.

"Warning! Drop your weapons and surrender!"

The bilingual command echoed across the sea.

Evelyn's eyes lit up.

"Reinforcements are here!"

The pirates panicked.

"Retreat! The Lowell forces are coming!"

They abandoned their comrades and scattered.

Drone footage streamed live to the command center.

"Team A, flank the east! Team B, block the west!"

Highly trained soldiers stormed the island.

Ethan pushed through the dense foliage and found Evelyn.

His gaze swept over her.

"You okay?"

Evelyn shook her head, lips curving slightly.

"Good teamwork."

The synchronized march of boots grew louder.

"Drop your weapons! Hands on your heads!"

The pirates were surrounded.

Hugo Rothschild stood among them, grim-faced.

He was the first to raise his hands.

"We surrender."