Pirates: This Navy is Super Justice

"finally reached."

Looking at the naval branch G5 base in front of him, Zefa stood up.

As Zefa stood up, the others also looked ahead.

Frey walked to Zefa, looked at the others, and said: "This is the Navy branch G5. In our navy, this place is to house some of the thorns in the headquarters. These thorns are lawless and behave randomly. Most of them act more like pirates than pirates, except for not killing people."

As he spoke, Frey said with a smile: "These people also like to abuse pirates. Although it is not a big deal in my opinion, but compared to the discipline of our navy, it is definitely not acceptable."

"In the next time, you will stay here for two full months. This will be your real graduation assessment this time."

"Let's go, don't keep us waiting." Zefa answered.

"Teacher please!"

Frey consciously followed Zefa.

"Ah."

Zefa nodded, and the warship had already docked.

At the port of the G5 base, a group of marines are waiting here.

Except for the two leaders who were in formal attire, the rest of the navy were dressed casually, standing casually, and talking and laughing.

The flying squirrel frowned and shouted: "Shut up!"

As soon as the flying squirrel spoke, the navy who was still chatting and laughing stopped talking for an instant, but they were still winking at each other.

Flying Squirrel doesn't care either. These guys are all good at catching pirates, and he can accept some flaws.

Moreover, I am only temporarily serving as the G5 base commander, so there is no need to worry about these guys.

Mainly because I received news from the headquarters that this time Zefa will lead this elite training camp students to come here for two months of trials.

Now the opponent's warship is in front of us, and they are organizing to disembark.

He didn't want Zefa to be unhappy with him because of these guys behind him.

As a student of Zefa, at least this first impression must be better.

Frey walked on Zefa's left and Gate on his right. Frey was half a step slower and Gate was one step slower.

The rest of the people were behind them, walking in an orderly manner.

Compared with the flying squirrel, the navy behind him looked like a ragtag group of people.

When the two parties met, the flying squirrel first saluted Zefa, and then saluted Frey and the others.

The tall and upright navy man next to him also followed suit.

As for the navy behind them, Zefa frowned at the extremely irregular military etiquette.

But thinking about the consistent virtues of these people in this place, I instantly relaxed my brows.

These things are not his responsibility, just let the flying squirrel worry about it.

"Flying Squirrel, I leave these students to you."

"Teacher, don't worry, I will arrange them."

After the flying squirrel finished speaking, Zefa took out several lists. In addition to the names, there were also large and small annotations next to them.

These have been collected by Zefa since this class of students joined the elite training camp.

It contains detailed explanations of their strengths and personalities.

Except for Frey and Perona, yes, Zefa did not put their information on it.

It's not selfish, but Frey is not here as a basic student this time. His military rank is major general, which is the highest rank here except Zefa and Flying Squirrel.

Perona is Frey's direct subordinate. From beginning to end, she can only be regarded as studying in the elite training camp, not as a true elite training camp student.

Zefa and Flying Squirrel briefly exchanged a few words, and then the group walked into the base.

While walking, the Major General at the G5 base discovered that Frey had been observing him, and couldn't help but said: "Excuse me, Major General Frey, is there something on my face?"

Frey's identity has naturally been communicated to G5, so anyone with a G5 military rank or above, including a school-level officer, has general information about Frey.

As the only major general in the G5 base, Vergo naturally knows Frey, a young genius who is famous in the base.

The current Vergo is different from the one who appeared in the original work. He is wearing a standard navy uniform with a justice coat, and the unique bamboo pinned to his waist.

Vergo is tall, tough, muscular, with short black hair, just like a pothead, with lightning-shaped sideburns on both sides of his face, and a small beard on his chin.

Like Zefa, Vergo wears sunglasses all year round.

When Frey saw the other party speaking, he smiled and said: "Senior Vergo is known as the Ghost Bamboo. I have never seen such a strange weapon. I wonder if I can take a look at your weapon, senior?"

Virgo was startled, and he closed the bamboo stick that you had been staring at me just now!

Vergo thought so and took off the bamboo stick from his waist in order to maintain his amiable persona.

"Major General Frey has no problem if he wants to see it, just take it and see it."

"Thank you!"

Frey took it with both hands, as if he had found a treasure.

Zefa and Gett, who are familiar with him, are a little curious about when Frey became like this.

Although Frey behaved a little strangely, they had no intention of asking.

After Frey stroked the bamboo stick, he returned it to Virgo.

As Vergo's weapon, there are also marks on it.

However, compared to what Frey has come into contact with, it is not considered top-notch. It can only be said to be better than nothing.

But this also proves that Vergo is extraordinary.

Vergo can become the commander of this base that stands tall in the new world. How can he live well without strength?

Although the armor and domineering look are flashy, it is the result of Luo's operation. Most people can't even break through his defense.

At present, Vergo does not have the strength he will have in the future, but as the second member of the G5 branch of the Navy, he can skillfully use Armed Color Haki and Knowledge Color Haki. He is also familiar with the Sixth Form of the Navy, and his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the average navy. Lieutenant General.

The headquarters can put him in this position, so naturally they are very optimistic about him. Unfortunately, they just don't know that Vergo is a young man.

Going to the base, the only sound was the conversation between Zefa and Flying Squirrel.

Although the G5 admirals did not speak, they made eye contact from time to time, looking at Zefa, the famous former admiral and current chief instructor of the navy.

They were very curious about this person.

Because of his presence, neither Frey nor Gosire, who looked like a strong man, were paid attention to by these navies.

Flying Squirrel led many students to a hall in the base, and then asked people to arrange accommodation for these students.

Then the next step is the distribution of these students.

In the conference room of the G5 base, there was a long square table, with Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel sitting at the head and end.

On the left sat the admirals of the Navy's G5 branch headed by Vergo, and on the right were Frey and others headed by Zefa.

As Frey's direct subordinates, Gosire, Perona, and Gate all sat under Frey in turn.

Flying Squirrel has been reading the information given by Zefa since he got it. Now that he has a general understanding of the situation of these students, he already has an idea in his mind.

The first is the top five students in the elite training camp. These five have a human strength value of more than 4,000. Among them, Munster and Kritz have even exceeded 5,000. They have also learned the weapon color, although they have only mastered it now. The prototype of domineering.

Naturally, the flying squirrel will not arrange them all into the same team.

In G5, there are a total of six teams, and the leaders of each team are at the brigadier general level, and their strength is no worse than that of the general major generals of the headquarters.

The five Munsters naturally entered one of the teams.

As for the remaining team that has not been joined by the top five, it is just right to put those who performed well like Qiao Nier and Ain.

The remaining ordinary students will naturally be evenly divided into six teams according to their numbers.

Flying Squirrel told Zefa about this plan, and Zefa expressed it directly.

"That's your arrangement."

The flying squirrel nodded, then looked at Frey.

The difficult thing is about his arrangements.

He had seen this record with his own eyes when he defeated the elite Lieutenant General Moore in a duel.

Now Frey himself is also a major general. Although Flying Squirrel is higher in rank than him, it is really difficult to arrange him.

Especially since Frey still planned to take charge of the Warring States Period directly, it was even more difficult for Flying Squirrel to make a decision.

Zefa happened to be there and asked him for his opinion.

"Teacher Zefa, Frey..."

As soon as the flying squirrel spoke, Zefa understood what he meant.

He said casually: "Frey has brought his subordinates this time, so let's temporarily let him be the seventh team of G5."

"This..." The flying squirrel thought for a moment and realized that this method was feasible.

And Zefa said so, so Frey probably already knew it.

So the flying squirrel said directly to Frey: "Then Frey, you will lead your subordinates to temporarily form the seventh team. You will naturally be the commander."

"Yes!"

Frey stood up and saluted the flying squirrel.

As Frey stood up, Gate naturally stopped sitting. This also made Gosire and Perona follow suit and stand up together.

There is no way, both of them are Frey's direct subordinates. Like Gate, Gate, who is Frey's adjutant, is like this now. Naturally, it is impossible for the two of them to just sit like this.

Frey's temporary establishment of the seventh team of G5 caused a sensation among the G5 naval soldiers at first.

They were all wondering who the seventh team was, and then they learned that Frey was a rear admiral from the headquarters. He was extremely powerful, but they didn't know how strong he was.

But one thing they already know is that this young and handsome major general has defeated the lieutenant general of his headquarters, and he is also a very powerful lieutenant general.

At this time, many G5 navies have become extremely curious about Frey.

Everyone is interested in the idea of ​​a strong person.

In the east house in the G5 base, as a major general, Frey naturally has his own living room.

The room is not big, only about 70 square meters, and the furnishings are very simple, but it has everything it needs.

"Why, what are you doing here if you don't go find Ayin Lai?"

Perona lay on the bed with no ladylike appearance at all, and said: "Before I entered here, you damn pervert, the rain stopped. Are you not going to protect them now?"

Perona's words stunned Frey. He really didn't expect that she could ask such a question.

"Why, are you worried about them?" Frey said.

Perona propped up the bed and sat up.

The head nodded and said 'hmm'.

Frey shook his head and said: "I can protect them for a while, but I cannot protect them for a lifetime."

"I have protected them enough after entering the new world, if I haven't made them realize it during the previous period."

"It's better to die in the graduation examination like this. Otherwise, if you become a commander in the future, you will harm others and yourself sooner or later."

"Is that so? But I'm still worried about Ain and the others." Frey's explanation did not dispel Perona's worries.

"Don't worry, they are not weak, and as a navy, you should have the awareness to fight pirates and even die at any time."

"Are you like this too?" Perona looked at Frey with her big eyes.

"Me?" Frey sat next to Perona, put his hand on her little head, and patted her.

"This kind of thing is definitely for sure!"

Frey's words silenced Perona.

yes! As a navy, isn't that what it's all about?

……

On the second day after arriving at G5, the graduation assessment for the elite training camp officially began.

Hope was assigned to the fifth team of the G5 naval branch. The commander, Reps, was a one-eyed man with an eyepatch on his left eye.

With a brown-black beard, a large scimitar in his hand, and a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he looked like a cruel pirate.

All members of the fifth team, plus Hope and other newcomers, gathered together, and everyone stayed in the room dedicated to the fifth team.

In the room, there was no need to stand in formation. Except for Hope and the others who came out of the elite training camp and stood tall with meticulous military postures, the other G5 local navy were all crooked and talking and laughing with each other.

This made Hope and others frown, but now that they are assigned here, Hope and the others will not correct these people.

In front of Hope, Reps, who was facing them alone, took out a small notebook and took aim at it without naming anyone.

After a while, I heard him say: "Well! It seems that everyone is here."

Then, Reps put the small notebook into his arms and said loudly: "Brothers, today it's our turn to patrol the surrounding sea areas. Cheer up and don't let the new brats look down on you."

Reps said while waving the machete in his hand, and the marines of the fifth team also followed suit.

This makes Hope and the other elite training camp students very uncomfortable.

Many students are complaining in their hearts, ‘This is not the Navy! It's clearly a pirate den! ’

The same thing happened not only to the fifth team, but also to the other five teams.

Except for Frey's team.

The task Frey received today was very simple, which was to patrol the sea area around G5. It was the same task as the fifth team, but Frey was responsible for the sea area on the left.

Outside the base, Frey and his group came to the port. A middle-aged man with long hair and a pair of swords on his back walked respectfully to Frey.

The man with G5 characteristics was wearing a gray plaid shirt, large breeches, and a pair of sandals.

He gave a very non-standard salute to Frey.

"Hello, Brigadier General Frey, I am Magus. I was sent by Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel to explain the surrounding situation to you."

"Well, let's talk while we walk."

"Yes!"

Maggs followed Frey onto their warship, and as the warship set off, Maggs began to describe the surrounding waters.

Magus has the rank of colonel. He can simply use armed color haki. His strength is much stronger than the average colonel of the headquarters, and he is comparable to the major general of the headquarters.

For a long time, the navy like their G5 did not pay much attention to the headquarters.

Of course, this does not target the powerful.

Frey has a record of defeating Moore. No matter how crazy he is, Magus would not dare to act arrogantly in front of him.

Otherwise, if he is just an ordinary rear admiral, it would be great if Mags could not get in trouble. He is not a good person.

After telling Frey about the situation, Frey asked Gate to take him to understand the situation on their ship.

For this reason, Gate took him aside alone.

"Colonel Maggs, there are three people on our warship that you must not mess with."

Gate's expression was serious and extremely serious, which immediately made Maggs' cynical face freeze.

"Please say!"

Gate nodded. The G5 colonel in front of him didn't seem to be as thorny as the rumors.

"First of all, Major General Frey, you should know this."

"I know this." Magus said that I had eaten too much to provoke him. He mainly wanted to know who the other two were.

Then he saw Gate pointing at a sharp-eyed man wearing only pants and wielding a blade alone.

The scars all over his body made Mags look solemn.

"Who is that?"

"Mr. Gosile is extremely powerful. He is currently a lieutenant colonel. Previously, he single-handedly killed a pirate captain worth more than 400 million beli without any injuries."

"So strong!!"

"Yes."

"What about another one?"

"There is another one..."

"Gate, I want to drink juice!!" Before Gate could finish speaking, Perona's voice came.

When Gate heard this, his expression was helpless.

"This is the eldest lady."

Then he immediately walked into the warship's kitchen and came out with two glasses of juice.

There is also a glass that naturally belongs to Frey. Frey won't say this kind of thing, but Gate can't understand.

"Is it her?"

Mags looked at the petite and exquisite Perona and fell into deep thought.