Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 520: The will to pass on the torch! (13)
Grand Line, Navy Headquarters.

"Oh no, there's no fun now."

"Who says it's not? But this place used to be the territory of the assassination team. Now it's just like returning the property to its original owner."

Under the headquarters fortress, in the space where the Navy's black market auction was held, Dalmesia and Stonobelli watched in silence as a group of soldiers came in to pack up and chase people away, their mouths twitching.

Hearing their discussion, the flying squirrel patted Dalmesia on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the marshal has already designated a new place. Remember the martial arts square? It has been abandoned for decades, and construction has already begun."

"Martial Arts Square...? It looks quite far away."

"That is to say, isn't there an empty lot behind the villa area? Why isn't it there?"

Boom!
Placing a three-person-high metal rack in the corner, Ron looked up speechlessly at his colleagues who were expressing their opinions, and said, "Is it really okay for you to be so leisurely as a lieutenant general? The soldiers are fighting hard in the New World, so you have nothing to do?"

"You don't understand Ron. During this period, remember not to go to the New World to steal the credit."

Lieutenant General Dalmesia said, holding a cigar between his teeth, "Ever since the advent of the lightning stimulation device, those guys have been holding back their anger and have nowhere to vent it. They have been causing trouble all along, all because of their lack of merit... The New World with them is like a powder keg, and whoever goes there will be in trouble."

"Why do you think the Marshal appointed Admiral Kizaru to take charge? Isn't it because he's lazy?"

At the same time, far away in the New World, at the former Cake Island Naval Base.

Kizaru: "Ah Qiu!!!"

"Ah, am I suffering from acclimatization?"

Yellow Monkey patted his cheek curiously, shook his head, picked up a piece of cake with a dinner knife, put it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

"Yeah, but with such a delicious cake, I can tolerate the discomfort caused by the local climate."

After commanding a great war, Aokiji established his reputation as the "number one general" in the headquarters. He retired at the right time and knew when to retreat. Naturally, he would not stay in the New World to finish his life.

Karp...

Just don’t mention it!

After finishing the work, he asked for leave from Zhan Guo and went back to Donghai to see his grandson.

He asked for leave based on his military merits, and Zhan Guo signed it with reluctance.

Now the navy's main focus is on tracking down the remnants of the Revolutionary Army, which is a slow and meticulous task. Kizaru's mobility is not needed for the time being, and because of the reasons Dalmessia mentioned, he was left in the New World.

Ron looked at him strangely.

I thought to myself that I finally understood what it meant when “a dog can’t spit out ivory.”

"Lieutenant General Canglong!"

At this time, Chatun came over with his hands in his trouser pockets and a cigarette in his mouth: "I just checked it, and the facilities inside can be used after cleaning. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Chatun has left the original assassination unit and is now a lieutenant general in the headquarters, on par with Ron. There is no hierarchy between the two.

However, for some well-known reasons, Chatun was very willing to lend a hand in the early stages of the reorganization of the assassination team and help Ron to keep track.

The place where they attended the auction, which is the floor where they are now, is only the "reception room" closest to the ground. There is a larger space underground that is sealed off. That is the real core of the assassination team's headquarters.

Like the underground space of the scientific corps’ base, the upper floors are filled with unimportant experimental projects, and the really important things are placed underground, with controlled entrances and exits, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Well, let's go take a look. As the commander-in-chief, wouldn't it be a joke if I'm not even familiar with the terrain?"

Ron said, glancing at Dalmesia, Stonobelli, and Flying Squirrel beside him.

The meaning is obvious...

Goodbye!
Three people: "..."

"Let's go, let's go. No one can come in here without notifying anyone from now on."

"Yes, the assassination unit! I remember I received an invitation when I was a colonel, but I failed the assessment."

"Oh? Did you fail the strength test?"

"No, he passed all the tests, but his true colors were revealed as soon as he went out, and he was easily tricked, so he was disqualified."

"Hey! Stop tearing me down, Flying Squirrel. After all, we are all in the same period."

The three of them muttered to themselves as they walked outside into the twisting and turning maze-like passage. Their goal had been achieved, and it would be foolish to stay any longer.

The three flying squirrels are all Cap officers who are optimistic about Ron, but unlike Cap, they don't mind moving up a level if they have the chance.

Even if they are both lieutenant generals, the power and resources they hold are not the same.

Garp could no longer be counted on, and as a former member of the Garp faction, Ron was naturally looked down upon by them. "This is the benefit of being a leader!"

Ron sighed in his heart.

Even though the assassination team now only has a few big and small cats, when the news came out, three lieutenant generals from the headquarters still came to express their support.

Karp is taking leave to go home now. Isn't there a reason for him to avoid the limelight?
Of course, Ron stubbornly believed that Garp was afraid of being squeezed out by him, so he simply left and returned to the East China Sea, where he could out of sight and out of mind.

……

a few days later.

Naval Headquarters, Marshal's Office.

"What did Kizaru say?"

Zhan Guo had a gloomy expression and a stern look as he sat in the first seat.

"General Kizaru believes that the war may escalate further, and has arranged for Lieutenant General Mozambique, the base commander of the G5 branch, to lead the support team. He will stay in the rear to maintain the logistics line."

The messenger did not dare to hesitate and quickly told the information.

"Well, smart move."

Warring States breathed a sigh of relief.

Kizaru is a man who knows his limits and doesn't care about anything without orders.

He knew clearly what the consequences would be if his general appeared on the front battlefield, so he would rather let Mozambique, who was farther away, take action rather than go to the front line himself, leaving Zhan Guo time to react.

After the messenger left, He frowned and said, "What do you think Whitebeard's intention is, Sengoku?"

So what if they are the Four Emperors?
With one of the Four Queens officially toppled, their position is no longer stable. A large number of pirates active in the New World have seen hope from this and started a new round of challenges.

It is irrational and unreasonable to take action against the navy at this time.

Crane believes that Whitebeard has a deeper meaning.

"Intention? What else could it be? It's nothing more than a statement of attitude."

Zhan Guo gathered the documents and sighed softly.

"The people most affected by Big Mom's fall are the Yonko, and among the Yonko, he who is known as the 'world's strongest' will bear the brunt of it."

"Don't underestimate the cause of an insignificant devil fruit. Whitebeard is using this resolute attitude to tell us and all the pirates in the sea that the era is not over yet!"

“There are still people fighting for freedom and dreams!”

"Roger's last wish...?"

He nodded heavily to show that he understood.

After Roger's death, the one with the greatest hope of becoming the new Pirate King was Whitebeard. In that special period when the other Four Emperors were not yet fully grown, if Whitebeard wanted to collect the historical texts of the landmarks, no one could stop him.

As a result, he was not interested in this and let the three juniors step up to the front and become equals with him.

No one knows what Whitebeard is thinking.

But everything he did was for pirates, for freedom and dreams.

Perhaps, watching new pirates gradually come to the fore and pass on the will to freedom is his wish.

"Even if Bastiu hadn't wiped out his pirate group for revenge, Whitebeard would have stood up soon and stood up as the backbone of the times."

Zhan Guo opened his mouth slowly and said, "In terms of personality, he is a respectable guy, but..."

"We are the Navy!"

The determination and sharpness that came over him made He hold his breath. His eyes behind the toad glasses were firm and blazing. Zhan Guo continued, "Call everyone to a meeting immediately!"

"He wants to ignite the flames of resistance in everyone's hearts, so we will put it out with our own hands!"

When the balance is broken.

Zhan Guo finally burst out with the arrogance and confidence that belonged to him as a naval marshal.

The Navy is not afraid of any challenge, past, present or future.

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