The Grand Line, a country of endless war.
“Boom, boom!”
"Go ahead! Kill those little devils!"
"Assholes, I've been fed up with them for a long time, go ahead! Kill them all!"
Noisy sounds echoed throughout the battlefield. A group of crazy soldiers holding guns, cannons, and knives kept rushing towards a group of children, ruthlessly killing those seemingly weak children.
Facing those crazy soldiers, the seemingly weak children did not panic at all. They raised their weapons with numb eyes and continued to resist.
However, they are children after all, and they are no match for adults in terms of strength or size.
Soon, countless children died on the battlefield under the attacks of those crazy soldiers.
"Huh, huh, what a bunch of crazy guys. But I don't want to die here. Barrett, use all your strength, go ahead!"
A black-haired boy wearing a black military uniform, a military cap and holding a long knife in his hand spoke breathlessly to his companions behind him.
"Ah, I see, Rocks."
A sturdy young man with long golden hair and wearing a black military uniform replied, then clenched his fists and rushed directly into the group of crazy soldiers.
Rocks looked helplessly at the boy he called Barrett, then tightened his sword in his hand and sighed softly.
"Oh, I didn't expect it. I thought I was lucky enough to travel to the world of One Piece and have a good time, but I ended up going straight to hell."
After saying that, he brandished the sword in his hand and rushed into the crowd.
It turns out that Rocks is not from this world.
He used to be a very ordinary person in China on the Aquamarine Planet. Due to some accident, he suddenly traveled to the world of One Piece.
He thought he could start his wonderful life again, but because of a war, Rocks lost his family. At the age of 5, he was directly drafted into the army and became a boy scout of an army.
After 5 years and countless hopeless wars, Rocks has completely realized the cruelty of the world, from his initial fear to his current numbness.
"Boss, there are two little devils here! Don't grab them, I found them!"
"Hahaha! Look at that kid's shoulder straps, he's actually an officer. I'm so lucky!"
A soldier who looked extremely vicious spotted Rocks and immediately shouted excitedly, waving the machete in his hand and chopped at Rocks.
Looking at the machete coming towards him, Rocks did not panic at all.
Although he was only ten years old, Rocks was a natural little monster. As a monster, he was certainly not a creature that mere mortals could understand.
Rocks moved his feet slightly and easily avoided the machete of the vicious soldier, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a gleam of light.
The bright red blood flew in the air along with the evil soldier's terrified and puzzled look. Rocks didn't even look at him, stepped on the ground, and rushed towards the others again.
"How, how is it possible!"
The evil soldier fell to the ground unwillingly, and soon he stopped breathing and completely lost his life.
Rocks waved the sword in his hand and kept flashing through the crowd.
Every time he swung his sword, a soldier fell to the ground. Soon, all the soldiers surrounding Rocks were chopped to the ground by him.
"Monster, monster! This kid is simply a monster!"
Finally, a soldier could no longer hold back his fear, cried out tremblingly, dropped his weapon, and fled the battlefield.
As this soldier fled, like dominoes, the remaining soldiers began to drop their weapons in panic and fled the battlefield.
Looking at the fleeing soldiers, Rocks had no expression.
Soon, the hundreds of soldiers remaining on the battlefield all fled the scene, leaving only Rocks, Barrett and dozens of other boy scouts.
In a skirmish, Rocks and his scouts won.
"Ah, did I win? Did I survive?"
The victory of the war brought no cheers of joy but only doubt and numbness.
The surviving scouts looked at the battlefield filled with corpses with numb eyes, and then slowly walked towards the direction where Rocks was.
After a while, the remaining twenty or so scouts came to Rocks and looked at him with numb eyes.
Looking at those numb eyes without any spirit, Rocks sighed helplessly in his heart.
"They are all a bunch of pathetic guys. This damn world, this damn country, sooner or later I will destroy it!"
Although he was angry in his heart, Rocks's expression was extremely calm.
"Hey, Rocks, we suffered heavy losses in this encounter. Do we still want to continue with the plan?"
Barrett walked to Rocks with heavy steps and asked in a low voice with anger in his tone.
As the leader of this group of boy scouts, Rocks remained silent.
Although he wanted to give up the mission and return to the camp directly, Rocks couldn't do that.
Because he knew that as long as he led the remaining scouts to abandon the mission and return to the camp, they would all die no matter what the reason.
Because to the generals of the kingdom's army, the Boy Scouts were just a group of cannon fodder, and they could have as many of them as they wanted.
If the cannon fodder cannot complete their mission, then they will be of no value.
Rocks looked at Barrett with a calm expression and said nothing.
Seeing Rocks with such an expression, Barrett immediately understood what Rocks meant. He clenched his fists in anger and his face was full of anger.
"Damn those bastards!"
Looking at the angry Barrett, Rocks remained silent.
Barrett was drafted into the army during his fourth year as a Boy Scout in Locks.
His full name is Douglas Barrett. He was abandoned by his mother at a very young age and was subsequently adopted by Douglas, the battalion captain of the GF unit, where Rocks was located. He was then assigned to serve under Rocks as a juvenile soldier.
In fact, during his five years as a Boy Scout, Rocks made countless contributions and became the leader of a Boy Scout troop. With his unparalleled talent and strength, he was deeply trusted by Captain Douglas.
Although Barrett is nearly two years older than Rocks, his current strength is still not as good as Rocks, and Rocks takes great care of him and his scouts, so he also trusts Rocks very much.
"Okay, Barrett, no matter how angry you are, you still can't change our current situation. After all, we are still too weak now."
Rocks finally spoke up and stopped the angry Barrett.
After hearing Rocks' words, Barrett was still angry, but he did not continue to be furious.
"Rocks, what should we do now? Are we just going to die with those little brats?"
Because of his interactions with Rocks over the past few years, Barrett was deeply influenced by Rocks.
He was unwilling to watch his companions who had experienced life and death with him and Rocks die in vain.
Rocks glanced at the young men who had regained some of their luster because of Barrett's words.
"Whether you advance or retreat, you will die. However, if you advance, you still have a chance of survival. If you retreat, you will die for sure."
After Rocks finished speaking, he took the lead and walked forward.
"Whether you live or die is determined by God. Believe in me and follow my footsteps. No matter what the outcome is, I will always be by your side."
Hearing Rocks' words, Barrett was stunned for a moment, then silently followed Rocks and walked forward.
"Hmph! Rocks, you are a guy I recognize. I believe you will lead us to find a way to survive!"
Barrett raised the corner of his mouth and said to Rocks.
Hearing Barrett's words, Rocks couldn't help but chuckle.
"Humph! Isn't that natural? Just follow me and watch me destroy this damn country completely!"
"Hahaha! Then I'll wait and see, Rocks!"
War never ends country, gf troops camp.
"Really? Did Rocks's team encounter a battle with the enemy army and suffer heavy losses?"
Douglas listened to his subordinates' reports with a calm expression.
"Yes, Commander Douglas. However, despite the heavy losses and only twenty or so people left, that brat Rocks still did not choose to retreat, and continued on the way to carry out the mission with the remaining brats."
Gray said with a slightly mocking tone.
Gray really looks down on those cannon fodder kids, especially Rocks.
Relying on his monstrous talent and strength, he was deeply trusted by Chief Douglas, and he was very jealous.
"Hehe, he is a smart kid, but taking only such a small group of kids with him to carry out the mission is no different from seeking death. What a pity, he is obviously a talented kid. When he becomes stronger, he can help me make more contributions and the position of general will be within my grasp. What a fool."
After Douglas finished speaking, he no longer thought about Rocks and the others.
Although Rocks and Barrett are two young guys with potential, they still cannot escape the fate of being cannon fodder.
"Gray, Rocks and the others are dead this time, so don't worry about them anymore. You can lead your own people to complete this mission. It's not a very difficult task, but as long as you complete it, I will ask the general for credit for you."
Hearing Douglas' words, Gray excitedly half-knelt in front of Douglas.
"Thank you, Lord Douglas. I will do my best to complete the task and will never let you down!"
Douglas didn't care too much, shook his hand and asked Gray to leave.
Gray clenched his fists tightly as he walked out of the tent excitedly.
"Hmph! Little Rocks, don't let me see you, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"