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

Charles Ron... what are you waiting for?

You won't have reinforcements.

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Thank you for everything.

Chapter 91 Fight With You To The End

G5 branch.

Inside the military fortress, the base commander's office.

The faint lights flickered tenaciously, slightly dispelling the darkness and cold of the night.

The metallic jet-black Hailoushi battle armor was neatly placed on the desk. Pale scratches of varying shades remained on the surface of the breastplate, knee pads, and boxing gloves.

Ron took off the helmet with a tired face, and the helmet with sharp devil horns exuded a cold and deep breath.

Looking at this fierce helmet, Ron couldn't help but think of what Polusalino said to himself with a smile that day.

"Lieutenant General Ron... your physical skills are already as terrifying as monsters, but it seems that you lack the means of long-range attacks..."

"This thing combines the laser technology of the second-generation pacifist, but the energy system uses your strange lightning ability... As for the specific energy transmission mechanism... it's the same anyway."

"Infuse the energy that controls you into it, and you will be able to get a laser like the old man..."

"Oh right, be careful not to use it against the old man."

Polusalino's wretched face with a meaningful smile gradually disappeared in his mind, and Ron couldn't help but let out a long breath.

That guy Yellow Ape... is unexpectedly reliable.

The power of Devouring Flash far exceeded my expectations.

Charged by thunder attribute chakra, this demon helmet can compress energy at a very high frequency and release it in an instant, bursting out with extremely terrifying power.

And specifically, theoretically, as long as the input energy is stronger, the power of Devouring Flash will be stronger, there is no specific upper limit.

If there is, it is Ron's own upper limit of chakra.

... This is the strongest point of this Hailoushi armor!

It condenses the research results of the highest military technology of the Navy's Science and Technology Department!

Although the research and development cost of this Hailoushi battle armor is indeed astonishing, it fits well with his fighting style of close combat and makes up for the lack of long-range attack methods.

Without this pair of battle armor, it would be really difficult for me to kill one of them with the joint efforts of Katakuri and Jhin.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"come in."

Ron responded.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Alder, who was dusty and solemn, walked in.

He also had injuries on his body, which were simply bandaged and treated.

"It's quiet over there with Katakuri."

Alder spoke concisely, his voice was hoarse and indescribably heavy.

Ron heard this and turned to look out the window.

From his perspective, he can condescendingly take in everything on the entire G5 port.

At this time, the world is so quiet that it makes people chill.

The battlefield is full of countless corpses, and there are no living things on the ground.

Darkness covers the sea,

The floating pirate ship is quietly stationed on the sea surface, and the shadowy silhouette of the pirate can be seen faintly.

The dense figures are full of murderous intent and bloody smell, making people daunting.

It was so dark and indistinct that it looked like a gigantic invisible beast. If it chose to devour someone, it might completely tear the dilapidated military fortress under its feet at any time.

And a tall figure with a stern aura stood on the bow of the main battleship of the BIG MOM Pirates, observing this side motionlessly.

"They're waiting for support."

Ron's tone was unexpectedly calm and deep.

"support……"

Alder was silent.

Something seemed to break in the air suddenly, and dead silence fell.

Of course Olde knew exactly what the "support" Ron said Katakuri and the others were waiting for.

——The Four Emperors of the New World, the monsters standing at the peak of this sea.

He paused.

"There is still no movement from the headquarters."

Alder popped out a sentence from his throat with a bitter expression.

This is not a question.

"Yes, all signals have been cut off."

Ron said lightly.

Alder raised his head and quietly looked at the tall back of the vice admiral in front of him. In a trance, he suddenly felt that the latter's shoulders seemed to become extremely heavy.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something encouraging, but in the end he held back abruptly.

"How is your injury?"

Alder took a deep breath and changed the subject.

Ron shook his head slightly to indicate that it was okay.

He briefly bandaged the wound on his abdomen, and faint blood oozes from the bandage.

Jhin's knife seemed terrifying and sharp, but under the defense of the strongest thunder-dunk armor and Ron's own block, it didn't go deep into the internal organs and vitals.

And this kind of injury is not serious for Ron, whose physique has already been trained to an inhuman state.

"Can't die."

Ron smiled.

Another moment of silence.

Alder suddenly let out a long breath.

He turned around.

The backs of the two faced each other.

The light of the oil lamp dragged their shadows very long.

"So Ron...we won't have backup, will we?"

Alder lit a cigarette and said softly.

"Yes, are you scared?"

Ron also lit a cigarette and said casually.

The smoke was hazy, but the corner of Alder's mouth slightly raised an arc:

"Don't underestimate me, bastard!"

He cursed with a smile.

"If I was afraid of death, I wouldn't be your adjutant!"

Ron laughed too.

"Being my adjutant, you're out of luck."

He gloated.

"cut……"

Alder snorted disdainfully.

Ron exhaled a dragon-like smoke, narrowed his eyes, but his expression gradually became calm.

"But I'm afraid."

His voice drifted indistinctly with the smoke.

Alder was taken aback.

"Ould, I brought you, Kebi and so many people from the headquarters to G5. If we all die here in the end, not even a single person can go back alive... I am the sinner of the navy... "

An indescribable bitterness appeared on Ron's face,

"They are the last batch of students in the military academy, the last painstaking efforts of Mr. Zefa in this life..."

"—Shut up you!"

Alder interrupted Ron coldly.

"You think we're standing here because of you?"

"You pompous bastard!"

"Everyone will die, either in this damn G5, or in a future war. This is the fate of all navies."

Alder took a deep drag on his cigarette,