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

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Staff Officer Crane shook his head lightly, and continued:

"And Sakalski, when have you ever seen him try to get a young navy to be his adjutant like this over and over again?"

"The most important thing is that in this incident, Sakasky and Kuzan, who were originally at odds with each other, are rarely on the same front."

"...on Ron's front."

"Warring States, I want to ask you, how many times have the two of them stood on the same side before this?"

Warring States whispered:

"there has never been."

Staff Officer Crane sighed.

"There is also Polusalino... He is a person who never expresses his position, but this time he took the initiative to help Ron find a relationship endorsement from the government."

"Sakalski, Kuzan, Polusalino...these three guys, who are troublesome and full of contradictions, have rarely let go of their conflicts on Ron."

"Their motives may be different."

"Sakaski may be trying to win over Ron and make the hardline faction in the military stronger;"

"Kuzan may have been impressed by a certain quality in Ron;"

"And Polusalino... well, maybe he just wanted to watch the show..."

"But does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter."

Staff Officer Crane smiled,

"Warring States... This is the most united period the Navy has ever seen."

"A few supernovas, but Chen Erer, maybe this is the strategy constructed by our high-level, but the strategy is variable, and it cannot be compared with the importance of the unity of will of our navy's high-end combat power."

"And the axis of all this is our 'manslaughter' major general."

"Ron was able to unite the strength of the three of them, his reputation in the navy is growing day by day, and the name of 'hero' resounds across the sea..."

She said earnestly:

"So let alone six supernovas, even if Ron 'killed' all the pirates on the Chambord Islands by mistake, so what?"

"Our navy is the overlord of this sea! As long as all of us can operate with one will, even the Four Emperors cannot be our opponents."

"And for you, the admiral of the navy, this is even more a good thing."

"In the past, you had to discipline three bastards, but now you only need to discipline one bastard. It's much easier for you, isn't it?"

"Not to mention... such a unity of will is crucial to the big event we are about to face!"

Following Staff Officer Crane's words, Zhan Guo was speechless.

He fell silent.

After a while, he sighed and said:

"Xiao He, you are right."

"You are the pattern that an admiral of the navy should have."

"Old man Kong should have asked you to be the admiral of the navy back then..."

Warring States was filled with emotion.

But as soon as he spoke,

"—That won't work."

Staff Officer Crane immediately said seriously:

"It's not easy to be an admiral of the navy. I can't stand it."

Warring States: …

He started having headaches again.

At this time, Staff Officer Crane seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked:

"So are you sure you want Garp to do it yourself?"

Her tone suddenly became hoarse, dignified, and sad, and kept sinking,

Zhan Guo was silent for a moment, but finally nodded and said:

"He insisted on going."

Staff Officer Crane clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly released them.

"It's too cruel..."

She sighed.

Warring States also did not speak.

He just lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

Yeah, it's too cruel...

After all...but his grandson...

……

"Hahahaha...you brat...you're going to blow up the entire Warring States period!!"

"Did you see it? Hahahaha!! His head is smoking!!"

On the way to the military academy, Zefa slapped Ron's shoulder vigorously with his big hand while laughing, causing the latter to grin his teeth.

"Hahahaha!! You are really smart!! You even used that group of Tianlong people as pigs to talk about it. If such a big hat is pressed down, the Warring States will be short-circuited immediately... Hahahaha..."

Ron looked at the purple-haired old man who was laughing heartily in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up.

"Teacher Zefa, you seem very happy to see Marshal of the Warring States period deflated."

Zefa smiled,

"Of course, you brat don't know..."

"Back in the Warring States period, that bastard was publicly praised by the old man Kong as the 'wisdom general of the navy' because of his excellent military planning ability and sensitive political sense... At that time, he had been shy in front of this old man for a long time."

"Cut! What kind of bullshit wise general, to put it bluntly, can't he beat me and Karp?"

Zefa began to curse while speaking, his tone was a bit sour.

Ron laughed dumbfounded.

He didn't expect such a thing to happen.

But this is understandable, after all, no matter which world you are in, reckless people are always not so popular.

It's really chilling.

"But it's different now!" Zefa slapped Ron carelessly, almost sending him flying.

With one hand on his hip, he laughed proudly:

"The old man's student is stronger than him!"

"Still pinching him around!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Ron rubbed his head, smiled and shook his head.

In the final analysis, what happened this time is not a serious "military violation". It has already happened. Six supernovas died, and people cannot be resurrected. The major generals compete.

After all, no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, it has unquestionable legitimacy and legitimacy to "manslaughter" the six supernovas.

To put it bluntly, the Warring States came to him after the Chambord Islands incident, just to "remind" himself not to go too far in doing things in the future.

After all, as the admiral of the navy, he still needs to save face.

Of course, perhaps even the Warring States period did not expect that this "conversation" would turn into such a weird and embarrassing situation in the end.

"correct,"

As if thinking of something, Zefa took out a beautiful letter from his arms and handed it to Ron.

"When I left just now, that bastard Polusalino handed it to the old man."

Ron took it and opened it to take a look.

The letter is white in color, with a faint fragrance, and there is a steel seal representing the symbol of the World Government on it.

"Honorable and great St. Roswald, I appreciate Rear Admiral Charles Rowan's performance in Chambordge Islands, and hope that the latter will continue to work hard to demonstrate the supreme majesty and authority of the world's nobles."

The signer is the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the world aristocrats.

Seeing that Ron didn't speak for a while, Zefer was silent, raised his hand and patted the former's shoulder, and said slowly:

"The tone of those pigs talking is like this, it's extremely annoying, don't take it to heart."

Ron smiled, put the letter away, and didn't say much.

At this time, the two of them had already walked to the gate of the military academy.

"Teacher Zefa, you should go back first."

Ron stopped suddenly and said in a deep voice.

Zefa was taken aback.

As if he had noticed something, his expression changed.

"I'm fine, Mr. Zefa."

Ron added with a smile.

Zefa clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and turned around, dragging the heavy mechanical arm, and walked into the military academy.