Pirates: The Strongest Justice

"World...Conscription?!"

Snapped--! ! !

A thickened document was thrown viciously on the brand new conference table, with black and white words scattered on the table, and the five old men gathered together again.

During this period of time, they had gathered together several times for frequent meetings to discuss matters related to the navy.

Unexpectedly, the Navy actually made new moves.

This time it was a world recruitment application submitted unilaterally by the Navy. In name, it was an application, but in fact it was just a notice to them, with no intention of consulting them at all.

"Where do they get their military funding?"

Dexter Saint gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

World military recruitment is not just a matter of words. Whether it is the beginning of the selection, the process, or the end, it consumes a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources.

In addition, feeding a large army will cost countless money.

And now the Navy has obviously been cut off from its funding supply!

"Is it the Soviet Chamber of Commerce?"

The yellow-haired Fifth Elder Saint Abelik said with a gloomy expression.

He had no idea that it would be this small chamber of commerce that stabbed them in the back.

In their view, no matter how much wealth they possess, they are nothing but meat on the chopping board in front of the world government that controls absolute force, allowing them to manipulate it.

Therefore, they have never taken this so-called Soviet Chamber of Commerce seriously.

"[Golden Emperor] Tezzolo, who gave him such courage? Even the world-circulating Pele was issued by us. How dare they jump up and down like this?"

Saint Nazarov holds a long knife in his arms and is full of murderous aura.

Among the five of them, he had the strongest murderous aura and the strongest physique.

Although they have accumulated a large amount of resources, the Wulaoxing's per capita combat power is not astonishing. It can only be said that each has its own tendencies.

When Saint Dexter heard this, he almost pulled off his gray beard, "If you act like this, not even the world government can control the situation on the sea."

Economic collapse is the most terrifying thing, far more brutal than a flesh-and-blood war with swords and swords.

"Then what do you think we should do? Wait for the navy to become stronger? Then attack Mariejoia in one fell swoop?"

There are five old stars faintly expressing their dissatisfaction.

Dexter Saint began to analyze calmly, "Wait! How can that so-called wealth support a huge navy? We rely on the gold in the sky to support the navy. Even if it is only a small part, It is much larger than a Soviet Chamber of Commerce."

"And... Lord Im is about to truly accumulate his power to its peak state to meet the so-called eight-hundred-year prophecy."

"wait……"

Soft whispers slowly echoed through the power.

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On the sea.

The announcement of world recruitment spread all over the world, and a wave of people joining the army rolled in. The recruitment expansion activities of the branches all over the world were in full swing.

Anyone can see it.

Now the navy is the real overlord on the sea, and the pirates are gone.

Of course, most people still don't understand the current relationship between the navy and the world government.

The so-called acting marshal and cutting military expenditures are nothing more than internal punishments from the World Government.

In order to save face, these were not disclosed to the public, and only those pirates who were arrested from unknown sources became the scapegoats.

East China Sea, Rogue Town.

The place where One Piece begins and ends.

But at this time, it was crowded with young people who enthusiastically signed up to join the army.

on the high platform.

Colonel Randall had gray hair on his temples, but he was still in good spirits, and his neatly ironed suit was stretched straight.

He looked at the crowd of heads at his feet with a calm expression, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

He was a contemporary of the naval hero Garp. He was a native of the East China Sea. He only went to the Navy headquarters once when he was a colonel at the base, and he devoted himself almost to the just cause of the East China Sea throughout his life.

Since the Age of Great Pirates, naval talents have withered and the base has become dilapidated.

He saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

Fortunately, a general came out of the Rogue Town base, the man who killed the pirates to the point of fear.

Now, that man has personally promoted this world conscription.

He remembered that the last world conscription was at the beginning of the Great Pirate Age.

Taking into account the influence of Roger's words before his death, the Navy Headquarters conducted a worldwide recruitment campaign.

However, very few of the people who were blinded by the treasure at that time were willing to come to the navy and accept strict disciplinary control.

Therefore, after seeing such a prosperous scene, this man who dedicated his life to the navy could not suppress the emotions in his heart.

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Randall's breath sank, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "My future colleagues in the navy, I believe that when you come to this world recruitment site, you must have a righteous heart, General [White] J] has conveyed the theme of this recruitment, which is intended to select people of insight at sea to jointly safeguard the cause of justice. As long as you are strong enough, naval promotions have always been eclectic..."

In the lengthy opening remarks, a girl wearing red-rimmed glasses held a real knife and kept walking among the crowd. Finally, she squeezed to the front panting and looked at Randall's tall body with a flushed face. .

navy……

The girl couldn't help but hug the long knife in her arms tighter, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

[I will definitely catch up with you, Kuina! ! 】