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

Immediately, he looked at Ron, spread his hands helplessly, and made an apologetic look.

"How is it possible? Vice Admiral Ron... You are a hero of our navy. We just wanted to welcome your appointment just now."

"It just seems that the G5's artillery has been in disrepair for a long time, and the aim is a bit crooked. If the salute just now surprised you, I sincerely apologize to you on behalf of the entire G5."

Pompey's sarcasm fell, and Ron hadn't spoken yet, but Kebi behind him couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said:

"What a joke!"

"Fire the boss! You have violated the military regulations of the headquarters!"

"A hypocritical apology, do you want to leave it alone!?"

As if out of anger, Kebi blushed and even trembled.

He will never allow anyone to insult justice, insult their heroes!

"Oh?"

Pompey glanced at him with a half-smile.

"This colonel of the headquarters... you said I violated military regulations?"

Speaking of this, the navies of other G5 branches couldn't help laughing mockingly, making a commotion.

As if the words "violation of military regulations" were some kind of ridiculous joke.

Coby's face flushed even redder, his teeth crackling.

"—Then it's my violation of military regulations..."

Pompey sighed and spread his hands.

"I am willing to be punished."

He suddenly smiled grimly.

Alder's pupils shrank suddenly.

The faces of Kebi and the navy in the headquarters changed drastically.

Pompeii suddenly pulled out the saber hanging from his waist, his eyes were fierce, and he cut open towards his abdomen without hesitation!

clang!

A crisp sound exploded, and the saber broke suddenly, flying out and sticking backwards on the ground.

Ron slowly withdrew his fingers, looked calmly at the mocking Pompeii, and said lightly:

"Have you played enough? If you have played enough, let's stop here."

Pompeii sighed again, then smiled hypocritically and said:

"Distinguished guests from this department, everything you need has been prepared."

He pointed in the direction of the dilapidated military fortress.

His eyes fell on Ron, and he gave a casual military salute.

"Congratulations to Lieutenant General Ron for taking office!"

"this way please……"

He raised his hand with a smile on his face and said:

"—Master Base Commander."

Ron glanced at him but said nothing.

He just followed a group of G5 members towards the base chief's office.

on the broken port,

Alder and the other navy stood in a daze in the ice and snow, staring at the broken knife stuck upside down on the ground in a daze.

They saw it.

Especially Alder, who has awakened the domineering and informative, he believes in his own judgment.

The knife that Pompeii slashed at him just now... didn't hold back.

The fierceness and madness in his eyes...

Makes the scalp tingling.

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The description of the G5 branch will be a little bit more, and the reasons for exposing them will be gradually explained in the follow-up. It is still the same sentence, with an outline.

Chapter 41 You Are Voluntary, We Are Prisoners

G5 branch, base chief's office.

Ron sat behind his desk, looking casually at the extremely humble office in front of him, and couldn't help frowning.

The plaster on the wall has already shown signs of falling off, there are scattered spider webs hanging on the ceiling, and the desk in front of him is also covered with a thin layer of dust.

It can be seen that this office has not been used for a long time.

"That guy is crazy."

Alder, who was sitting on the sofa next to him smoking a cigarette, suddenly said hoarsely.

His face was extremely serious.

Ron looked up at Alder, smiled indifferently and said:

"In a place like the New World, if you are not crazy, you cannot survive."

Alder was startled, and then smiled wryly.

"I forgot what kind of guy my chief is..."

He glanced at Ron.

If you want to say something crazy, the naval hero in front of you is a fierce man who dared to fight the legendary big pirate Golden Lion without graduating from the military academy.

"but……"

Alder paused, doubts and curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"I'm very surprised... I thought you would frighten them with your strength."

"After all, for the thorns in the army, isn't it the easiest and quickest way to subdue them with absolute strength?"

"And based on what I know about you, you are not a soft-hearted guy."

Alder did not understand.

Although the G5 branch is located in the New World, the naval combat power here is even stronger than the navy of the same level as the headquarters, but with Ron's combat power, not to mention anything else, simply venting his domineering arrogance is enough to deter them all .

Hearing Alder's question, Ron didn't answer immediately, but took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit it in his mouth and lit it.

After pondering for a while, Ron exhaled a long breath of smoke, with an intriguing depth in his tone.

"Their hostility is not aimed at me personally."

Alder was taken aback.

Ron went on to say:

"You said that Pompeii guy is a lunatic, but I actually don't agree with that."

"His knife was indeed ruthless, but it was not to prove that he was ruthless enough, let alone for any other reason."

"The reason why he didn't hold back..."

Ron sighed.

"—Because there is already a will to die in his eyes."

Hearing Ron's words, Alder was even more puzzled.

Death?

What does it mean?

Could it be that that guy wants to court death?

But this is simply not justified!

Just when Alder was about to ask questions, there was an extremely noisy quarrel outside.

Alder subconsciously opened up his domineering sense of knowledge, and immediately frowned tightly.

Ron bit the cigarette in his mouth, tore off the lieutenant general's cloak hanging beside him, and stood up slowly.

"Go and have a look... Maybe you will know all the secrets of G5 soon."

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When Ron and Alder rushed to the port with expressions on their faces, they saw Kebi leading a group of naval forces from the headquarters, confronting the G5 navy with swords.

In the coastal waters of the dilapidated port, an old-fashioned warship with a sunken and twisted bow, emitting black smoke and flames, was docked there. It made crackling sounds from time to time under the burning of the fire, as if it might sink at any time.

Bloody corpses were scattered all over the place, and Ron and Alder could tell that some belonged to pirates, and some belonged to the G5 branch navy.

The distorted red flame clearly reflected Keby's face flushed with anger, while the arrogant and cold Pompeii was sitting on the pile of corpses, smoking a cigarette, sneering at Keby with his legs crossed.

"What are you doing!? What the hell is going on!?"

Seeing the navies on both sides rattling with swords, Alder stepped forward angrily.

While speaking, he had already held down the hilt of the saber at his waist, staring at Pompeii intently.

"Clap clap clap!!"

Pompeii suddenly applauded and said with a sarcastic smile:

"You really protect the calf, Major General Alder."