This Navy is Rude

"If only I had Kerla as good as you, I really envy your musical achievements."

In fact, Ain and Kerla have already met each other, and they celebrated Chopper's birthday together before.

However, due to the age gap, Kerla usually has more contact with Granose, and less contact with Ain.

Hai Lan walked to Kerla's side: "Is everyone ready?"

Kerla nodded: "I'm here to inform you, Lieutenant General Dauberman has also promised to help."

"Ain, are you ready too?"

"of course."

"Then I look forward to your performance."

Big hands and small hands stacked together: "One, two, three, come on!"

……

Naval hospital.

The medical staff removed the bandage for Zefa: "Mr. Zefa, your injury has fully healed."

Zefa let out a "hmm", he raised his arms, and his arms were blackened by the domineering ink-like armed color.

That "black wrist" Zefa is back again.

"Thank you."

Zefa walked out of the ward.

He is now thinking about one thing: how to convince Sengoku to agree to form a "pirate guerrilla team" for him.

"Why are there so many people outside?"

"What are they doing?"

Walking to the lobby on the first floor, Zefa saw some nurses gathering at the door and whispering.

"What's going on outside?"

"Ah, Mr. Zefa!"

"take it easy."

"is that one……"

"There's a lot of navy out there."

"That's it...well, I get it."

Zefa shook his head.

Although I used to be their teacher, but I just got out of a hospital, and it's not a big deal, so it wouldn't be so exciting, right?

On the other hand, Hai Lan didn't come to see his father either.

Kerla didn't know where to go.

Zefa pushed open the door on the first floor of the hospital.

Then he froze.

The imagined scene of crowds swarming up did not appear.

Everyone was wearing a military uniform and a navy justice coat and stood neatly in the sun, just like a serious military parade.

Not quite right...

Zefa's mind was a little confused: "Are you...?"

"Teacher Zefa!"

"Ain! Clive!"

Ain and Clive, who were wearing military uniforms and coats of justice, stepped forward.

Ain is heroic.

Clive was big and mighty.

In fact, every soldier in the Navy headquarters has a complete set of military uniforms.

It's just that under the rank of lieutenant officer, such exaggerated clothes are usually not allowed.

Zefa wondered: "What the hell are you two doing?"

"Teacher, I heard that you want to give up your status as the chief instructor of the Navy?"

"We heard that you want to form a naval guerrilla team to hunt pirates!"

"Yes."

Zefa didn't deny it.

He grinned, and his smile was a bit evil, which was very different from Zefa's previous impression: "Are you going to respond to the teacher's call and join the teacher's pirate guerrillas?"

"No, we're not here to join the Pirate Guerrillas."