This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"..."

After looking around, Ron suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and his eyes were bloodshot at some point, staring at Polusalino with an indifferent expression.

"General Polusalino, just tell me, what is there that I can use here?"

Ron was very upset.

Even if the guy standing in front of him is the admiral of the navy headquarters, the highest combat power of the world government, and a monster who can crush himself to death, he is still very unhappy.

He felt like he was being tricked.

Fun?

This shitty Naval Science Department!

The large amount of funds allocated by the Navy Headquarters every year is spent on these things! ?

Polusalino shrugged, spread his hands and said:

"The old man can't help it... Research is just research, it's impossible to guarantee that it will produce results, right?"

"Of course, the old man also has powerful combat weapons."

He pressed a button on the wall.

Boom! !

A thick stone wall slowly opened.

Behind the door was a row of tall, oppressive figures.

It has a body like a giant bear, a burly figure, a trapezoidal white hat with scattered brown spots on it, two bear ears on the hat, a black coat on the upper body, and a sight pattern printed on the front.

This is... a pacifist!

Ron's pupils shrank.

The pacifist, using the "tyrant" Bartholomew Bear of the Shichibukai as a sample, is a humanoid weapon manufactured by the Naval Science Department under the leadership of the world government. It can emit laser beams from its mouth. It belongs to the Naval Science Force. It is used to carry out the task of eradicating pirates with hundreds of millions of Bailey bounties.

This huge motionless thing, just taking out one of them can wipe out the Straw Hat Pirates at this moment in time!

"Can I request access to a Pacifist?"

asked Ron.

Polusalino nodded with a smile:

"of course can."

Ron looked at Polusalino's half-smile expression, somehow felt that something was wrong, and he asked again:

"Can this be put into combat use?"

Polusalino nodded.

"of course can."

Ron's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Will not have any problems?"

Polusalino said slowly:

"of course not."

"It's just a small trouble, that is, the order and database have not been fully entered yet."

Ron was taken aback.

"what do you mean?"

Polusalino scratched his head,

"Once activated, it cannot clearly judge the order, nor can it lock the target pirate."

"Attacking all targets that appear in front of you is its only instruction."

Ron clenched his fists and said hoarsely:

"So it's going to attack me?"

Polusalino smiled and said:

"Yes, it is."

Ron's heart ached.

woohoo hoo...

His breathing suddenly became heavy and rapid, and he took several deep breaths in succession before resisting the urge to beat Polusalino's wretched smiling face into a pig's head.

No wonder Mr. Zefa would fly into a rage every time he mentioned Polusalino, as if the veins on his head were about to burst.

Damn it, who wouldn't be angry after seeing this guy!

However, he still looked at you with a smile in his tone and expression of "You are so awesome"!

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There is another chapter tonight.

Chapter 44 Alder

Marin Vando.

civilian area.

The morning light has not yet come, and the night is still gloomy.

A figure walked into the house cautiously from outside the door carrying a large and small bag.

Alder was very careful, walking lightly and tiptoeing, afraid of waking up the old man who was sleeping in the room.

Salt, rice, dried bacon, vegetables... He filled the refrigerator and the backyard with everything that should be prepared.

He quietly looked at the food in front of him, enough for three months, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face.

All his military pay has been taken out and placed in the room.

"There should be nothing missing..."

he murmured softly.

Immediately he began to change into his military uniform.

His actions are serious and meticulous, with a clean white shirt, black trousers, and a wide cape of justice.

Putting on the cloak behind him, Alder quietly looked at the not-so-young face in the mirror, and suddenly smiled.

As if remembering something, he opened the closet.

The closet is full of clothes, and in the deepest part of the pile of clothes is a cuboid box.

Alder took the box out and opened it.

He actually found that his hand to open the box was trembling slightly.

Inside the box is a saber.

The blade of the saber looked blunt and rusty, obviously it hadn't been sharpened for a long time.

Alder stared blankly at the long knife lying in the box that had been dusty for a long time, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.

When he was promoted to lieutenant colonel of the Navy headquarters, he spent all his savings in the army to buy this knife.

Although this sword is not comparable to some famous swords, it is also a treasure of the level of good and fast swords.

But on the day I bought the knife back, my father fell ill.

Coupled with his mother's poor health, he held the knife for a night without saying a word, and then applied to the headquarters for a transfer the next day.

After that, he was transferred from a navy in the combat order to an officer in the staff department, and was mainly responsible for supervising the internship tasks of military students.

It was also from that day that he hid the knife.

Over the past few years, Alder has long been used to such a calm life.

Yes, what's so good about going to the front line?

With a low salary, what is your life?

I have a bad background, and I didn't enter the military academy to receive the best military education. How can I stand out in a battle sequence where capable people come forth in large numbers?

Dad and mom are getting old, I stay at the headquarters to take care of them, that's what I should do, isn't it?

He thought so.

He has always thought so.

He could have endured such an ordinary, boring and monotonous life.

until that day.

Until the day he met that navy boy.

At the moment when the boy said "It's difficult to calm down", he felt it.

He felt very clearly... his heart was beating so violently.

For the first time, he felt that being alive can make one's blood boil like this.

So he sent an application for transfer to the headquarters again, and even approached the crane staff.

He wants to fight.

When standing on that warship,

Standing in front of the tomb of Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan,

He said that to himself more than once.

But for some reason, the moment he saw this knife, he felt that his hand suddenly became extremely weak.

He found his hands were shaking.