Very soon, some pirates outside pushed the marines inside.
Sanji had them empty the supplies from the warship, food, firearms and ammunition, medical supplies, rigging, and all sorts of ship tools were looted clean.
They didn't even spare the cannons installed on board.
If not for being concerned that the pirate ship couldn't bear the weight, he would've dismantled all those finely crafted cannons and brought them back.
Alan came out with the Nyaban Brothers.
Seeing his subordinates carrying cargo back and forth on the deck, a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
The weapons and ammunition used on Marine Headquarters warships were all top-notch, and the medical supplies were well-stocked.
Even the wrench used for tightening screws was superior to those rusted old tools on their own ship.
With these military arms, these third-rate pirates under him could instantly be upgraded into second-rate ones.
"What's the casualty?"
Arriving on deck, Alan asked Sanji casually.
"Twenty-one injured, six of them seriously. They've already been taken back to the ship for treatment. No one's died yet."
Sanji answered with a cigarette in his mouth.
Alan nodded. For raiding a warship, this result was far better than he'd expected.
These marines really were strong, but fortunately, the battle was short, so there weren't any severe losses.
Returning to the pirate ship, the Nyaban Brothers cuffed and tied Gin up.
Alan went to the infirmary to check on the six heavily wounded subordinates. When he arrived, one pirate had already succumbed and died.
Alan glanced at him; he didn't know the man and didn't even have the slightest impression of him.
The remaining few were mostly fine, and there were even a couple of pirates sitting nearby waiting to donate blood.
After offering some words of condolence, Alan left.
Being a pirate was like this: your head hung at your waist, and you never knew which day it might get chopped off. So, there was no reason to feel sad about it.
It was the price of freedom.
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Once the supplies were almost completely looted, Sanji kicked apart the warship's main mast with two kicks, then destroyed its rudder.
After making sure the marines had no ability to chase them, Sanji returned to their ship.
With one command from Alan, the pirates steered the ship away from the area.
After a battle came the exciting part, the distribution of spoils.
There weren't any treasures on the warship. Marines didn't carry much money on them. They only managed to loot about six million belly from the ship, plus a large pile of scattered coins and loose cash.
If their goal was treasure, attacking the marines was simply a foolish act with high risk and low return.
But Alan wasn't after gold or money; what he valued were the finely crafted and fully equipped supplies.
For the former Black Cat Pirates who had not been active for a long time and were now reborn as the Ghost Lion Pirates, upgrading their weapons and firearms was essential.
Medical equipment, medicine, and ship supplies were also extremely important.
As for money… Although the amount was pitiful, the distribution followed rules. Since this was the Ghost Lion Pirates' first battle, they still carried out the formal distribution.
Counting the scattered coins, the total loot was close to eight million belly.
As captain, Alan took one-quarter. The officers took one-quarter. The rest of the pirates shared one-quarter.
The final quarter was the ship's public fund, used for crew injury compensation, ship repairs, buying ammunition, food, drinking water, and other necessities.
As for Alan taking one-quarter, it wasn't considered much in this world. His personal combat strength far surpassed the entire crew combined. In such a situation, taking just a quarter was actually quite little.
But he planned to expand the pirate crew soon, aiming to grow to at least three to five hundred members in the short term. That was why he only took that amount; otherwise, the officers wouldn't get enough.
When the normal pirates received their shares, each holding not even thirty thousand belly, they fell into deep thought.
Clearly, they had won a major victory, so why did they end up with less money than they'd spent in a single visit to Baratie?
On the second-floor balcony, Sanji stood beside Alan, exhaled a puff of smoke, glanced at the dejected pirates below, and said: "Looks like everyone's not too happy with the harvest."
"It only seems like a small harvest. The supplies we seized today couldn't be bought even with fifty million belly."
Alan replied indifferently.
The lower-ranked pirates couldn't see this. They only cared about what went into their own pockets, which was normal.
After all, from their position, they didn't need to think about these things. Their perspective and concerns were naturally different.
"Later, give out all the seized firearms. Those new toys will keep them excited all night."
Alan grinned. "Then tonight, we're going to hit a big one."
"Tonight? Where are we going?"
Sanji looked at him curiously.
Alan smiled mysteriously and glanced at Gin on deck, indicating toward him.
"We're going to find the Krieg Pirates. I know they have a secret base on Missill Island. If Krieg managed to escape, he should head there."
"The Krieg Pirates? That's not a small target. Are you confident?"
Sanji followed Alan's gaze toward Gin, a bit worried.
He had already heard Gin's story from the Nyaban Brothers.
He'd also heard of the Krieg Pirates, a huge fleet of 50 ships and 5,000 men, the undisputed overlord of the East Blue.
Even if they had suffered huge losses in the Grand Line, their current strength was unknown; it wasn't certain they could be taken down.
Hearing their conversation, Gin's expression changed, and he glared at them with gritted teeth.
"You bastard, how do you even know where our secret base is?"
"You people really underestimate the Marines, don't you? A fleet that big, what secret could it possibly have?"
Alan sneered.
The Marines definitely knew about several Krieg pirate bases; they just never dared to touch them.
A single East Blue marine branch base had only a few hundred combat personnel. Even if ten branches joined forces, they might not defeat the Krieg Pirates.
Even Arlong's group could only match Krieg at sea.
On land, Krieg's five-thousand-man army could easily flatten Arlong Park, roasting the hundred-plus Fish-Men wouldn't even be enough to feed them.
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