C895 Toshiba's Dedication

At three in the afternoon, a new wave of high tide began. The pirates on the freighter, seeing no sign of the advance party, began to grow restless. Through the telescope, he could clearly see a short man on the deck. He was lean and seemed to be the leader of the bandits. From time to time, the short man would roar and curse his men.

When the short one got angry, a tall red hair came down