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

"The original route...return to the headquarters..."

He murmured these few words over and over again, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"General Polusalino...which side are you on?"

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The warship sailed smoothly on the calm sea, and in the distance, on the level of the current, a huge and towering steel portal appeared in front of us.

There are two big black characters of "justice" imprinted in flamboyant shapes, and the snow-white seagull logo seems to carry a touch of majesty.

Ron, who was wearing a cloak to cover his face, stood on the bow of the warship, and the cloak was blown up and down by the bitter sea wind.

At this time, Zhan Taowan who was next to him suddenly handed over a piece of paper.

Ron glanced at Zhan Taomaru, whose mouth was stuffed full of bandages, and looked at himself with demanding eyes.

He laughed dumbfoundedly, and took the piece of paper with a line written on it.

"Mr. Ron, the door of justice is ahead. After passing through the door of justice, you will be Marine Vandor, the headquarters of the navy."

Ron nodded, with an apologetic smile on his face:

"It's troublesome, I'm sorry I have to use this method."

At this time, the warship arrived in front of the Gate of Justice, and the navy on the deck stepped forward to exchange signals and was allowed to pass.

Boom! !

The huge Gate of Justice made a dull sound, rising continuously from the sea water, creating a large curtain of water.

The warship continued to move forward, and the outline of the island of Marin Fando in the distance was already looming.

However, as the warship approached Marin Fand, Ron's eyebrows subconsciously frowned.

As the warship got closer, his face became more and more livid and ugly.

Not right.

Nothing is quite right.

Too quiet.

This is obviously a time of war, even if the war has not yet broken out, the armament and mobilization of the headquarters will cause great disturbance.

But the naval headquarters in the distance was eerily quiet.

On the oval naval port that was supposed to be full of warships, there were only a few sporadic patrolling conventional warships docked there.

The images in Ron's mind of flickering searchlights, battleships ready to go, and extremely chilling personnel and combat readiness did not appear.

What about war?

What about war?

Is it...

An absurd and terrifying thought flooded into his brain, making him tremble uncontrollably.

His heart sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden.

"What the hell happened..."

Ron turned around suddenly, grabbed the collar of Zhan Taowan with red eyes, tore off the bandage in the latter's mouth with one hand, and gritted his teeth:

"What exactly is going on!?"

"Didn't it say that the Golden Lion has assembled an army and is preparing to attack the Navy headquarters!?"

"Why isn't the large force of the navy here!!?"

Zhan Taowan was taken aback by Ron's appearance, and stammered:

"I...I don't know."

"In the past few days, there have been signs of a large amount of material gathering in the headquarters, but there has been no action to gather troops in other branches."

Ron was taken aback.

Zhan Taowan is the world's first tight-breathing man, and he will never lie.

If that's the case...

He threw Zhan Taowan, and his figure turned into an afterimage and jumped off the warship. Before the warship docked, he stepped on the air and galloped towards the headquarters of the Marshal's Mansion.

Zhan Taowan stared dumbfounded at Ron's disappearing figure at an astonishing speed, and was shocked in his heart.

The murderous aura emanating from Ron's body actually made him, a strong man who had mastered two-color domineering aura, feel a little terrified.

running all the way...

In just ten seconds, Ron smashed open the door of the marshal's office like a tiger.

It was... empty.

Ron gritted his teeth, and a layer of cold sweat overflowed his forehead.

The absurd idea in his heart became more and more real, but he was unwilling to accept it.

He turned around decisively, just about to rush towards the direction of the military academy.

Unexpectedly, the moment he stepped out of the marshal's office, two figures appeared in front of him.

Ron's body froze immediately.

"The large troops of the headquarters have already set off one day ago. This time the mission is a top-secret mission. No one knows about it except the recruited soldiers of the headquarters."

A cold voice sounded slowly, and Gion looked at the panting navy boy in front of him with a complicated expression.

The tea dolphin next to him with a toothpick in his mouth said comfortingly:

"Don't worry, brat, this war will end soon."

"In order to avoid the recurrence of the disaster that happened to Marin Fando 20 years ago, the Sengoku old man decided to organize the most elite combat forces in the headquarters to take the initiative... Including the old man Zefa who has also personally entered the battle and went directly to attack the flying pirates..."

"...it's safe to stay here."

Ron, however, seemed to have not heard what the two of them said, and stood there in a daze.

In my mind, all the clues are connected together at this moment.

After I was kicked away by Polusalino, that guy said "casually" on the warship...

'Did this make him escape?There's no other way, let's go back to the headquarters. '

That guy...played himself! ?

He knew that he would definitely do everything possible to escape from the warship.

So he decided to deliberately "act" and let himself go...

then……

When he thought he had successfully escaped but actually was stealing information in the deep sea, he inadvertently gave a false information——the battlefield is Marine Vandor, the headquarters of the Navy!

And now...it's too late.

That damn actor!

The closed news of the mobilization of troops by the headquarters, coupled with preconceived cognitions, led Ron, who has always been cautious, into a wrong direction of thinking!

He stared blankly at the huge Marlin Vanduo in front of him, which was empty.

The battlefield is not here.

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Chapter 95 Art Wall, the Great War Begins

warship.

In the temporary conference room of the cabin, Zhan Guo slowly put down the military phone bug in his hand, with a gloomy expression.

There were four people sitting next to him.

Karp was eating a bag of senbei, and Zefa was serious looking at the nautical chart on the table and fell into deep thought. Staff Officer Crane closed his eyes and rested, and Sakaski folded his hands on his chest. Say nothing.

"Has Kuzan made contact?"

Warring States looked at Staff Officer He next to him.

Staff Officer He said slowly: "We have already contacted him, and he is already on his way."

Only then did Sengoku feel a little more relaxed.

Facing a cunning and crazy opponent like Golden Lion Shiji, one cannot be too cautious.

At this time, a messenger walked in quickly.

After paying a respectful military salute to Zhan Guo and the others, he said loudly:

"Report to the Marshal of the Warring States Period, our troops are about to sail out of the windless sea and enter the new world!"

Zhan Guo nodded, "Old man, I know, order the entire navy to go out and prepare."

The orderly saluted again, then strode out of the cabin.

He turned his head and looked at Karp and the others present.

"Are you ready?" Zhan Guo suddenly smiled.

Garp shrugged and turned to look at Zefa next to him.

Staff Officer Crane also shifted his gaze to Zefa.

Sakaski raised his head and looked at Zefa.

They all knew that the question of the Warring States Period was not about the three of them, after all, they had never left the front line.

What he asked was Zefa.

Zefa met everyone's eyes, and a hearty smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth.