I, Whisperer, Admiral

Chapter 87 Getting ready to go to sea
Kramer didn't even know what was happening. He just felt a huge force hitting his stomach. His burly body of seven to eight meters was as bowed as a shrimp, and his whole body flew upside down uncontrollably like a discharged cannonball. out.

puff!
At the same moment as he flew backwards, Kramer opened his mouth uncontrollably and spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs fell on the ring, making people shudder just by looking at it.

After flying in the air for a while, Kramer slammed into a wall dozens of meters away.

Bang!
After a muffled sound, a huge pit was knocked out of the wall made of sword-testing stones. The student who was doing the test in the next room was startled by the sudden movement, which almost caused him to be turned back by his opponent. kill……

The smoke and dust in the room gradually dissipated, and Huoshaoshan finally saw Kramer's tragic situation clearly.

This big pirate with a bounty of 3000 million Baileys, who was once expected to chase the name of a supernova, is now embedded in the wall like a dead dog, and the surroundings are full of cracks like spider webs.

At this time, his eyes had already turned white, and a large piece of his chest and abdomen had collapsed, obviously he had lost his vitality.

Huoshaoshan saw Cramer who was embedded in the wall and had lost his vitality. He only felt that the world view of adults had been shocked again.

He originally thought that facing such a big pirate with a reward of 3000 million, even if Seti was a super genius like the three generals, he would have to fight fiercely to barely win.

But the scene before him was completely beyond Huo Shaoshan's expectations.

What is this?

I thought I had already overestimated Serti, but I never thought that I still underestimated him.

The battle in front of him was simply a one-sided massacre.

Cramer didn't even go through ten blows at Seti's hands before he was killed with two punches by Seti with that weird move.

Facing the big pirate with a bounty of 3000 million, he is so straightforward, what is the upper limit of this young man in front of him?
Seeing Huoshaoshan looking at him like a monster, Seti raised his hand and waved in front of the other party:

"Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan? With the current situation, it should be considered that I have passed the test."

"Ah... um, passed."

Nonsense, if you are not called a pass even if everyone marks you like this, then what does it take to pass the test.

"Then, can I go?"

"Well, go ahead. You have to perform well during the next half-year internship."

After encouraging Seti for a while, Huoshaoshan watched Sett's leaving back, and then came back to his senses with some belated awareness, picked up a pen and drew a big S on Sett's report card.

This kind of performance, or the same sentence, Sett's grade is S, just because the highest grade of the test is S.

The ratings for two consecutive examinations are all S. This kid can't really do it. Since the establishment of the elite camp, no one has ever achieved a miracle - the ratings for all three examinations are S. .

With that in mind, Huoshaoshan couldn't help taking a deep breath, took off his hat and stroked his thinning hair:

"The two S evaluations of the three generals can directly start as major generals. If this kid can really win three S in one go... I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it."

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"The next third test is branch practice. You all know the specific rules, so I won't go into details. Then come up and draw the number of the branch you are going to go to next."

Perhaps it was because Huoshaoshan and Dalmatian suffered too many blows in the past two days, both of them refused to preside over the lottery drawing ceremony for the last assessment, so the job of presiding over the lottery drawing ceremony fell on the flying squirrel .

Hearing what the flying squirrel said, everyone present looked at each other, stepped forward one after another, and took out a number from the small box.

Sett followed the crowd to touch one, opened it, and saw a big number 8 written on it. Just when he was feeling a little puzzled, the flying squirrel suddenly said:

"It's actually No. 8. You're really lucky."

Hearing what the flying squirrel said, Seti subconsciously asked:

"What's so good about this branch codenamed 8? Could it be that there are many pirates to catch?"

The flying squirrel looked at it strangely, Seti suddenly complained:
"Aren't there many pirates to catch in every corner of this sea?"

After saying this, it seemed that considering that he was a vice admiral of the headquarters, saying such a thing did not seem to be in line with his status. The flying squirrel coughed dryly and explained:
"The G8 branch you have drawn can be regarded as the branch with the best law and order among the major branches of the Great Airway. The several islands within are relatively peaceful types.

When you arrive at the G8 branch, if nothing else, your safety is absolutely guaranteed. "

But what the flying squirrel didn't expect was that Seti's face darkened after hearing this.

Damn, who wants the branch with the best law and order, he would like to go to the branch with the worst law and order.

After staying in the elite camp for two full years without going to sea, he couldn't wait to catch more pirates to harvest their experience points and battle crystallization.

What are you doing with such a peaceful branch? Are you on vacation?
With that in mind, Seti looked at the flying squirrel and said tentatively:

"Well, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, give me a chance to smoke again, okay?"

…………

Sett's idea of ​​smoking again, failed to materialize after all.

Flying squirrels are notoriously upright, and Ren Seti broke his mouth when he said it, but this guy was unmoved, and he would not agree to let him smoke again.

In desperation, Seti could only accept this result.

Let’s just say G8 is G8. It’s a big deal. At the worst, I will apply for a warship and go out to fight guerrillas. I insist on going to sea. Is there anyone who can force me to stay.

In the blink of an eye, the five days left for the students to make final adjustments passed.

Today is the time for them to go to the sea to start internships in various branches. At eight o'clock in the morning, the 1512 elite camp students came to the pier fully dressed, ready to welcome their half-year internship career.

What they didn't expect was that Zefa had been waiting here for a long time when they arrived at the pier.

He came to say goodbye to these students, perhaps because he was worried that some students might never see them again in half a year.

Zefa's farewell this time was very solemn. He hugged each student one by one, and whispered in their ears:
"Regardless of grades, safety comes first."

When it was finally Sett's turn, Zefa also hugged Sett, but didn't say anything like "safety first". Instead, he patted Sett's shoulder and smiled:

"Go, create your own miracle."

Regarding this, Seti didn't say much. He just stood up and paid a standard military salute, then stepped onto the warship without looking back.

Target, G8 branch.

(End of this chapter)