Grand Line, Naval Headquarters.
"Oh, no more fun now."
"Who says it's not? But this place used to be the territory of the assassination force, and now it's just like returning the property to its original owner."
Underground in the headquarters fortress, in the space where the naval black market auction was originally held, Dalmecia and Stornoby watched speechlessly as a group of soldiers came in to pack up their belongings and chase people away, their mouths twitching.
After hearing their discussion, the flying squirrel patted Dalmesia on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the marshal has designated a new place. Do you remember the martial arts square? It has been abandoned for decades, and construction has begun."
"Martial Arts Plaza...? It seems so far away."
"That is to say, isn't there an open space behind the villa area? Why isn't it there?"
Boom!
Placing a metal shelf that was more than three people high in the corner, Ron looked up speechlessly at the colleagues who were expressing their opinions, and complained: "As a lieutenant general, are you really okay with being so leisurely? Soldiers are working hard in the new world, together. So you have nothing to do?"
"You don't understand Ron. Remember not to go to the New World to grab credit during this period."
Lieutenant General Dalmecia held a cigar in his mouth and said: "Since the advent of the lightning stimulation device, those guys have been holding back their breath and have nowhere to vent. They have always caused trouble, and they have been forced to do so without merit... The new world with them is A barrel of explosives, whoever gets there will be unlucky."
"Otherwise, why do you think the marshal appointed General Kizaru to be in charge? Isn't it because he is lazy?"
At the same time, far away in the original Cake Island naval station in the New World.
Kizaru: "Ah Qiu!!!"
"Ah, am I acclimated?"
Pressing his cheek strangely, Kizaru shook his head, put a piece of cake in his mouth with a knife, and chewed it slowly.
"Yeah, but with such a delicious cake, I can tolerate any acclimatization or whatever."
Qingzhi established his reputation as the "number one general" in his headquarters by commanding a battle. He knew the opportunity to retreat bravely, so naturally he would not stay in the new world to finish.
Cap…
Just don’t mention it!
After finishing the matter, he directly asked for leave from the Warring States Period and returned to the East China Sea to see his grandson.
He asked for leave with military honors, and Warring States held his nose and signed it.
Now the navy's main focus is on tracking down the remnants of the Revolutionary Army. This is a task that involves slow work and careful work. Kizaru's mobility is not needed for the time being, and for the reasons mentioned by Dalmecia, he was left in the New World.
Ron looked at him strangely.
I thought I finally saw what it means to be "a dog that cannot spit out ivory".
"Lieutenant General Canglong!"
At this time, Cha Dou came over with his hands in his trouser pockets and a cigarette in his mouth: "I just checked it. The facilities inside are fully usable after cleaning. Do you want to go and take a look?"
The tea dolphin has left the assassination force's origin and is now a lieutenant general in the headquarters on an equal footing with Ron. There are no superiors or subordinates on either side.
However, for some well-known reasons, Tea Dolphin was very happy to help Ron in the early stages of the reorganization of the assassination force.
The place where they participated in the auction, which is where they are now, is just the "reception room" closest to the ground. There is a larger space sealed underground, which is the real headquarters of the assassination force. core.
Just like the underground space where the scientific force is stationed, the upper floors are filled with unimportant experimental projects. The really important things are placed underground, and the entrances and exits are controlled, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.
"Well, it's okay to go and have a look. As the commander-in-chief, wouldn't it be a joke if I'm not even familiar with the terrain?"
Ron said, looking at Dalmecia, Stornobyl, and Flying Squirrel beside him.
The meaning is obvious...
Walk slowly and don’t send me away!
Three people: "..."
"Let's go, let's go. No one can come in here without notifying us."
"Yes, the assassination force! I remember I received the invitation when I was a colonel, but I failed the test."
"Oh? Did you fail the strength test?"
"No, he originally passed all the tests, but as soon as he left the house, his true colors were revealed. He was easily tricked, so he was disqualified."
"Hey! Don't tear me down, Flying Squirrel, at least we are all at the same time."
The three of them muttered as they walked towards the twisting and maze-like passage outside. Their goal had been achieved, and it would be unreasonable to continue to stay.
The three flying squirrels are all Cap officers who are optimistic about Ron, but unlike Cap, they don't mind going to the next level if there is a chance.
Even if they are both lieutenant generals, they have different powers and resources.
Garp couldn't be counted on. As a former member of Garp's faction, Ron was naturally noticed by them.
"This is the benefit of being a leader!"
Ron sighed in his heart.
Even though the assassination team now only has three or two kittens, big and small, when the news came out, three lieutenant generals from the headquarters still came to express their support.
Now that Garp is taking leave to go home, why doesn't he have a reason to avoid the limelight
Of course, Ron stubbornly believed that it was because Garp was afraid of being squeezed out by him, so he simply left and returned to the East China Sea, out of sight and out of mind.
…
A few days later.
Naval Headquarters, Marshal's Office.
"What did Kizaru say?"
Warring States looked gloomy, sitting in the front seat with a stern look.
"General Kizaru believes that the war may escalate further, and has arranged for Lieutenant General Mo Zambia, the base director of the G5 branch, to lead a team to support him. He will sit in the rear and maintain the logistics line."
The messenger did not hesitate and quickly told the information.
"Hmm, smart move."
Warring States breathed a sigh of relief.
Kizaru is a very sensible person, and he doesn't care about anything without orders.
He knew clearly what the consequences would be if a general like himself appeared on the frontal battlefield, so he would rather let Mozambia, which was further away, take action rather than go to the front line personally, leaving Warring States time to react.
After the soldiers were ordered to leave, He frowned and said, "What do you think Whitebeard's intention is, Warring States?"
So what if it's the Four Emperors
After officially overthrowing one of the Four Queens, their status was no longer stable. A large number of pirates active in the new world saw hope in this matter and started a new round of challenges.
It would be too irrational and unreasonable to take action against the navy at this time.
Crane believed that Whitebeard had another deeper meaning.
"The intention? What else could it be? It's just a statement."
Warring States gathered the documents and sighed quietly.
"The four emperors who were most affected by Big Mom's downfall were the four emperors, and among the four emperors, he, who was known as the 'strongest in the world,' bore the brunt."
"Don't look at the cause as just an unimportant Devil Fruit. Whitebeard used this determined attitude of not admitting defeat to tell us and all the pirates in the sea that the era is not over yet!"
"There are still people fighting for freedom and dreams!"
"Roger's legacy...?"
Crane nodded heavily to express his understanding.
After Roger's death, the one most promising to become the new Pirate King was Whitebeard. During that special period when the other four emperors were still young, if Whitebeard wanted to collect the historical texts of road signs, no one could stop him.
As a result, he had no intention of doing this and allowed the three juniors to step up to the stage and sit on an equal footing with him.
No one knows what Whitebeard is thinking.
But everything he did was for pirates, freedom and dreams.
Perhaps, it is his wish to watch the new pirates gradually come to the forefront and pass on the fire of free will.
"Even if Bastiu hadn't liquidated his pirate group for revenge, Whitebeard would have stood up soon and stood up as the backbone of the times."
Warring States spoke slowly and said: "In terms of personality, he is a respectable guy, but..."
"We are the Navy!"
The determination and sharpness that hit his face made He hold his breath. The eyes behind Toad's glasses were firm and hot. Warring States continued: "Call everyone for a meeting immediately!"
"He wants to ignite the flame of resistance in everyone's hearts, so it's up to us to extinguish it with our own hands!"
When the balance is broken.
Sengoku finally burst out with the domineering and confidence that belonged to his navy marshal.
The Navy is not afraid of any challenge, whether it is past, present or future.