Chapter 573: A carnival triggered by a speedboat

Mechanic Grapska is perfecting his little machine, a fast boat carrying 8-10 kids who can glide on the water at high speed. The drag racing party calls it a water bike or a jet ski. The elements of preference are among them.
For example, basically uncontrolled speed, and weapons that can blow up the entire ship.
When Jinya's fleet continued to expand, more and more boys wanted to join his "water waaagh" ranks, but the current number of warships is still not enough to meet the needs of many boys.
As for the Skug shark.
That thing caused as many casualties as the enemy's guns, and it was impossible to carry guns once diving, which also made many kids feel uncomfortable, so they didn't choose this weird tool.
So the mechanics received a lot of orders, most of which were the leaders of the war gangs who bought the warships out of their own pockets, preparing to follow the main force in the next voyage.
Grapska was an early group of craftsmen who came to Port Vangeli, but he hasn't had a good time. Although he has unique skills in transforming ships, he was often blackmailed by a group of blue-faced ghosts, which caused him It was still so poor that it didn't even have a tugboat, let alone its own small dock.
He can only live in a shack near the beach now, and spend the day repairing the broken ship until the gang of blue-faced ghosts gave him materials to make him build a fast enough boat.
"Boss, boss, blue kid bosses are coming!"
Grapska, who was tinkering with the last big assault rifle on the ship, looked up, and the sound of his deputy Folk suddenly came from the speech tube.
"I saw them, I saw them."
A group of big guys appeared on the pier. They had more than a dozen, huge, strong Og bosses as big as Sculptor, with evil eyes and more evil expressions.
All their guys are blue from head to toe, with bones and skulls hanging, equipped with all kinds of dangerous arms.
Kartou is the largest in this group, but for them, even the boss has that kind of sneaky look.
As far as Grapska thought, it was thin and sneaky.
At this time, Grapska wanted to blast him away. Kartou was not a good boss.
On the pier, the hands of the blue-faced ghost boss were cupped in the mouth.
"I saw you finished my big waterwheel, good man, but I am a little unhappy that you refused my boy to board the boat. What are you playing?"
Thinking of the guy who was smashed into the water with his wrench, Grapska didn’t get angry, and the drove away before the ship was installed. This is an insult to him and his craft, not to mention Kartou paid only half of the money.
For the remaining half, the other party seems not to pay any more. Since that is the case, he has his own choice.
Through the megaphone on the speedboat, he shouted loudly:
"It's not yours! Mine, Kartou! I'm fed up with a guy like you! I want to leave the Water Swordfish myself."
Kartou looked at his minions, as if to say I told you, they shrugged and spit into the soil.
"Grapska, I've seen this kind of thing before, a mechanic with big plans...always, always before Waaagh! What's wrong with your gear head? You build things for teeth, if you can add a sentence, Honest teeth, and you suddenly want to be a big tyrant? Then do it in the right way, fight in the duel pit, and do some boss equipment! Then let's see who is the big tyrant and who is not."
For a moment, laughter sounded on the pier, and Grapska was a little flustered, but quickly calmed down.
"Grapuska, come up now, otherwise I will kill you, or something else, you choose."
"Yes."
Grapska said to himself, but then walked across the pier with a loud crackling ear.
"Go away from my eyes, otherwise I will fly to you, or something else, you choose."
"Okay, I want to fight anyway."
Karma shrugged his shoulders, as if talking about a mundane thing. He turned to his vehicle behind him and gestured, it was a garbage truck.
The artillery mounted on the rear of the cart was facing the speedboat on the berth.
"Blow it up."
He clapped his hands at will.
But nothing happened, the grin of Kartou turned into a frown, the laughter of the mechanics echoed inside the speedboat, and the fart snickered.
Grapska can imagine the anger of the big car drivers when they poke the buttons. They don’t know that the half parts that make the cannon work are now in the Swordfish. Because of the lack of materials, he deliberately let the farts steal from the truck. Got it.
"guys."
Grapska seized the opportunity that the blue-faced ghosts were still on the pier and said aloud:
"Turn over them and blast them."
The deputy took the lead in firing at will with the bow's rapid-fire gun.
Boom~!
When a shell was inserted into the hard ground of the dock, the mud flowers sprayed into the sky, and all the Oaks on the dock fired, and the bullets hit the thick armor of the Swordfish.
The heads of the Kartou heads scattered around to find cover, and opened fire at the back. A blue car rushed in, but Grapska killed it with a series of open fires on the speedboat.
Nervous boys, mechanics, and other boys, excited by the noise of the battle, poured into the pier and started fighting with the blue-faced boys who came to see what was going on.
The scene started to get out of control.
Every guy was fighting another guy, Van Gili's Oak started to overflow Waaagh's energy, and the mechanic's personal rebellion gave them the reason they needed to quarrel.
The deputy warned in his exposed observation deck that the rocket struck in a circle of greasy black smoke. The interior of the speedboat sounded a burst of striking bullets and explosions, but no one has been able to explode its iron skin.
Grapska's laughter was so loud that he leaned on the lever, letting the bulky big gun jump.
Today Mao seems to be really here, dancing and laughing at the chaos he caused~EbookFREE.me~The boys realized that they were fighting the enemy instead of the right enemy. Guns, happily slap each other.
Most of the port houses were turned into charred ruins, but no one cared. Passionate violence replaced real wars, and fighting became a fight.
"Fuck! What happened!?"
As soon as he walked out of the hangover, Jinya saw the burning city and port, and he was stunned.
"Boss! Fight! It's the blue face ghost!"
His deputy hurried over to report, but he was greeted by a big slap.
"You are all corpses! Don't care!"
"Boss, you can't control it. The kids are all suffocated. Let's go and even fight!"
"What about Chalkin?"
"Boss, you forgot, yesterday he had something to go to Arkham."
"Damn!"
Jinya slapped his head and almost passed out.
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
"Say it!"
"Let them eat, drink and drink!"
"What?"
Soon, a barrel of fungus beer was pushed in, and Jinya came forward to tell the boys that it was time to end the carnival and have fun.
So they were very thinking and drunk, and the warships and houses hung by the Oaks were everywhere, and they were happy to shoot their guns into the sky.
The celebration lasted for a whole day, the farts were sensitive to the emotions of the owners, and soon the long table was crunched by the weight of food and beer, and the barbecue pit was burning hot.
The battle subsided, and the doctors came out, touted the business, and sewed the boys where they needed it.
This is, in a word, a grand party.
But Jinya knew that the rest period would soon be over, and the kids needed a waaagh to vent.