Chapter 860: Calling the ‘Doctah’

Stickyfingers stuffed his thumbs into his ear-holes to prepare himself. 

Petty Officer Bob took in a deep breath... and bellowed out a name at the top of his lungs.

"DOCCCCCC!!!"

The other Coral Boys raised their voices, echoing the name of the least qualified surgerer in the crew. Of course, the calls were equally mixed with names nowhere near as professional-- but Doc knew who he was. 

Everyone was real excited.

They were in for a good show. 

"SOMEONE CALLLLLL FER DA DOCTAH?!??" 

Doc came out of the crowd, raising his arms to court the crowd, "YEAH!! Lemme HHHHEAR ya's!!" 

The modified rifle he had strapped to his chest-- he took it off and raised it above his head with both hands. 

Flaunting his custom rifle got him a thunderous round of raucous stomping, loud cheers, and violent applause. 

"Look 'oo decided to join da pah'y! Gahaha!!" 

"Da leggy b*tch is gon' get away, ya keep F*CKIN' off!!"