The bright sunshine, warm sea breeze, and peaceful climate make naval soldiers a little lazy. Here, there is no need to worry about sudden severe storms, hailstones, shipwrecks, or Neptunes falling from the sky.
To ordinary fishermen, the sea is mysterious and dangerous. In the eyes of this group of naval soldiers who are accustomed to the exaggerated climate of the Grand Line, it is as peaceful as a pool of stagnant water.
The fleet of ten war beasts headed by the Qilin is an invincible force in the East China Sea. Ron doesn't bother to care about them. He himself is on vacation, so it doesn't matter if the soldiers take it easy.
The journey was uneventful. Ron asked the navigation team and got the answer that he would be able to see Branch 153 in half an hour at most.
"After landing, Lieutenant General Canglong will be responsible for reviewing the financial statements and other aspects of Branch 153, and our task is to collect intelligence to determine whether there are any ferocious beasts causing trouble around us!"
"Now everyone accepts tasks according to their respective teams, and pay attention to safety! Whether it is your own or ordinary people's, do you understand?!"
"clear!!"
Flying Squirrel lectured a group of captain-level officers on the deck, and each of the strong and capable burly men answered loudly with their hands behind their backs.
They are all ordinary officers with military ranks ranging from corporal to staff sergeant. However, due to the birth of lightning stimulation equipment, even the non-commissioned officers of the Navy Headquarters now possess quite formidable combat effectiveness.
A ferocious beast that is invincible to ordinary people, but to today's naval headquarters, it is just suitable for this group of non-commissioned officers to use it to gain military merit.
Without him, I have enough confidence!
Lieutenants are responsible for middle-level command and management of several teams, while school-level officers are directly responsible for Flying Squirrel and Ron, acting as firefighters and solving difficult enemies that may arise.
So this mission was indeed a holiday in Ron's eyes, because most of the time he didn't have a chance to take action.
Well, if there was no such thing as a prosecutor, it would really be like a holiday.
"There are a total of thirty-seven branches in Donghai! How many months will it take to complete the inspection?"
Ron's teeth itched with hatred when he thought of the tasks assigned by Warring States Period.
In order for him to stay in the East China Sea for a longer period of time so as not to go back and add fuel to the fire of the Grand Route, Warring States really racked his brains to come up with such a mission.
At this moment, a guard trotted up to Ron, saluted and said: "Vice Admiral Canglong, we found a pirate ship hiding three nautical miles to the west, please give instructions!"
"Um?"
Ron glanced at him in surprise, and then let go of his domineering attitude.
Sure enough, there was a rock pillar erected on the sea about three nautical miles away from that angle. A pirate ship was hiding among the pillars and having a banquet to eat and drink.
In this era of great pirates with a powerful navy, even the Kingdom of Germa in the North Sea dare not stroke the navy's beard. The lives of pirates are becoming more and more difficult day by day, and they have to hide even if there is a banquet.
It was just a small pirate group. The pirates on the ship couldn't even distract Ron. They were so weak that Ron subconsciously regarded them as a fish in the sea, no different from a speck of dust.
"Let anyone go over and deal with it... Oh, by the way, don't fire, there are many prisoners on the ship."
Are there any prisoners? !
The guards' eyes lit up.
We can finally eat meat!
Simply sinking a pirate ship, due to the upgrade of one's own artillery fire, is no longer as important as before as a military achievement.
But artillery cannot solve all problems. When hand-to-hand combat is needed, hand-to-hand combat is still necessary.
The credit for rescuing the prisoners and the owl-headed pirate captain remained the same, even more important than before.
After being out at sea for half a month, they only fired a few shots at the enemy out of boredom and were overwhelmed by the gunfire. Now they can finally have a big fight!
"Notify ship No. 3 to pay attention and turn 90°!"
"Everyone gather and prepare to fight!"
"Please polish your eyes for me, don't accidentally kill the prisoner!"
The soldiers assigned to the mission were in high spirits and gearing up for a big fight. Those who were not assigned tasks would lower their heads and sigh, complaining that it was too difficult to make meritorious deeds now... Later, these complaining guys were trained like grandchildren by the flying squirrel.
Having no merit to compete for is a symbol of peace!
Flying Squirrel has the same view as many of his generals.
A war beast as huge as a mountain with numerous masts slowly broke away from the team, broke through the blue sea, and accelerated towards the distance. The remaining ships slowed down to allow them to catch up after completing their mission.
Neither Ron nor Flying Squirrel paid much attention to this matter. It was just a small pirate group from the East China Sea. Let alone a whole war beast dispatched, I am afraid that a random branch of the East China Sea could wipe them out.
The result was just as expected.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Not long after, noisy gunfire and shouts of death were heard in the distance. The hiding pirates did not expect that they would be discovered by the navy, and the battle entered a fierce stage from the beginning.
Facing this group of hungry wolves from the Navy Headquarters, the pirates only put up a token resistance for who knows what three minutes, and then were captured by the Navy.
Half an hour later, ship No. 3 returned to the fleet. Also brought back at the same time were a large group of prisoners.
"Thank you! Thank you, Lord Navy!"
They were a group of neatly dressed prisoners, which showed that their families were well off before they were captured. Arriving on the Qilin, a thin old man stood up and knelt down facing Ron.
"It is our duty to do so! By the way, who are you? Do you know how to get home?"
"If you go back to the Navy Lord, we are merchants from the White Ou Chamber of Commerce. Just find a place where there are people to drop us off. I will notify the Chamber of Commerce to take us back."
"That's good, if it doesn't go your way it will be troublesome."
Ron nodded and ordered the soldiers to check their identities. If there was no problem, they would have a good meal and wait until the 153rd branch to hand them over to them.
But at this moment, he suddenly noticed a short, chubby kid with pink hair and glasses in the crowd, and his expression suddenly became startled.
"Kirby?!"
At the same time, the flying squirrel's angry voice sounded: "Asshole! A pirate with a bounty of 5 million Baileys is not a pirate? Look at the good things you have done!!"
"what happened?"
Ron walked over and asked curiously. It was rare that the good old Flying Squirrel was so angry.
"The captain of that pirate group jumped into the sea and ran away. These guys thought that he was just a little pirate with a 5 million bounty on his head, so they didn't go into the sea to chase him!!"
The flying squirrel replied, then became furious and shouted at the soldiers who stood in a row in front of him, shrinking their heads and blushing: "I'll take a boat and set off by myself! Don't come back if you can't catch up!!"
"yes!!"
The scolding made the soldiers blush with embarrassment. As soldiers under the command of the Lieutenant General of the headquarters, they had fought countless times with pirates with bounties of tens or even hundreds of millions. It was true that they looked down on the little pirates in the East China Sea who only had a bounty of 5 million. normal.
But in the eyes of Flying Squirrel, even if there is only a reward of 1 million, a pirate is a pirate, and there is no distinction between high and low.
It would be the Navy's dereliction of duty to allow them to return to the sea!
It is an indelible shame!
Bang... bang!
A small warship was lowered from the cabin at the rear of the war beast, creating large white waves on the sea.
Seeing that the "small boat" in the flying squirrel's mouth was actually a larger warship than the merchant ship they were riding on, the merchants of the Baiou Chamber of Commerce almost stared out of their eyes in surprise.
“Ship within a ship?!”
"Which branch of the navy in the East China Sea are they from?"
"Are there such warships in the East China Sea?"
Only then did the prisoners notice that the origins of the navy in front of them seemed a bit mysterious.
Having been doing business in the East China Sea for many years, the old captain can pat his chest and guarantee that there is absolutely no branch in the East China Sea that has such a terrifying fleet!