Pirate Bloody Hand Mary

After arriving at Marineland, Garp immediately sent someone to the training room to inform Mary. And Mary finally walked out of the training room.

She could feel that the body transformed by those medicines had gradually begun to reach a bottleneck. Although she was still training very hard during this period, the improvement of her physical fitness was slowly slowing down.

Her current physical fitness is 2219, which is still in the category of colonel.

After getting off the boat, Mary and Zefa headed straight to the West End. The West District is where soldiers train, and Zefa's office is also in the West District. In contrast, Sengoku and their offices are in the central office building, which is where the navy makes decisions.

The east area is the soldiers' dormitories. It is worth mentioning that if the three generals did not go to sea for missions, they would still live in the soldiers' dormitories in Marineland.

After the three major areas, there is where the families of soldiers live. However, because the Golden Lion attacked the naval base once in the past, the residence of the soldiers' families has now been moved back a lot.

After Mary came to Marineland, she was taken away by Zefa without even being able to see Sengoku. Garp, on the other hand, went to look for Sengoku very naturally. Firstly, he wanted to briefly talk to Sengoku about the situation in Alabasta, and secondly, he wanted to collect wool there.

Not to mention Garp, Mary and Zefa have already arrived in the office.

After being out for nearly a month, Zefa's desk has piled up files. In addition to having a headache, Zefa also began to sort out the documents with ease.

Mary watched Zefa busy with his business, then took a document from his hand and read it.

"Character resume...what is this going to do?"

Mary looked at the document in her hand and raised her eyebrows.

The document in her hand is a document that records a person's personal information. The information recorded on it includes but is not limited to name, ability, identity background, predicted strength and other information.

"Oh, this," Zefa glanced at the document in Mary's hand and said:

"This thing is the selection information for the special team of external editors. I just have to sort it out in the past two days to select the suitable people."

"Special team of foreign editors? What is this?"

Mary frowned and asked, this term did not appear in the original work.

Zefa replied while putting some documents on the bookshelf:

"Every year the Navy Headquarters recruitment is divided into three modules."

"They are the direct classes of the headquarters, the joint classes of external staff and the special classes of external staff."

"The classes directly related to the headquarters are the largest among them. The students generally come from the family area of ​​the Navy Headquarters. Its members are usually the family members of the soldiers and general officers of the Navy Headquarters. They are trained from scratch. Generally speaking, there are people who are specifically responsible for training this area. The rear admirals and lieutenant generals are in charge. These people are the future backbone of the Navy. Today, most rear admirals, nearly half of lieutenant generals, and almost all school-level and lieutenant-level officers come from this class."

"One of the joint external classes, the students of this class mainly come from war orphans taken in by the Navy in shelters around the world. The Navy allocates a portion of funds every year to educate these war orphans until they can support themselves. And this Some people who are willing to become marines and those who are talented enough will come to the headquarters and join the non-staff joint class."

"I serve as a counselor in this class. Although I am not a teacher, I occasionally take a look. People in this class usually become members of some special departments, such as the science corps."

"The training time for these two classes is generally more than five years."

"Finally, there is the special class of foreign editors."

Zefa paused and said:

"The composition of this class is very complex. Generally speaking, every year when the Navy recruits soldiers, it will recruit some social soldiers. The vast majority of social soldiers are trained at local naval bases, but those among them already have a certain strength foundation. People will report to me step by step and let me screen them.”

"Then, each naval base can freely recommend powerful people, and every year a quota can be reported to me for me to choose."

"To put it simply, the members of the foreign special team are generally naval officers and soldiers with considerable strength and people from society."

"This class is under my direct supervision. It is an elite class widely circulated in the navy."

"Mary, you will be joining this class in the future."

Zefa looked at Mary and said: "Your strength has far exceeded that of the direct class of the headquarters and the joint class of foreign staff. To be honest, in terms of actual combat, in fact, you no longer need to study in the special class of foreign staff at all, but can directly work as a school Ranked officer."

"But your strength foundation is not solid enough and it is too partial. So you still have to learn it simply."

"The teaching content of the special training class is mainly about the six naval styles and their advanced applications, as well as the two-color domineering force."

"Because the training content is small but refined, the training time for the external training class is very short, only taking three to four months to half a year."

"Today's three major generals, most of the elite lieutenant generals, as well as the people you are familiar with, Smoker, Shina and others, all graduated from this class."

Zefa briefly introduced the special team of foreign editors. After all, this class is the one he directly reports to, so Zefa knows more about it. And generally speaking, the students here are the best, so Zefa is obviously more concerned.

Zefa sorted out the resumes of those characters and placed them on the table.

"Originally, the special team of external editors should have been formed by this time, but because of your relationship, as the bishop officer, I have not yet started to formally screen resumes. Moreover, just such a few resumes are simply not enough."

Zefa said with a smile while waving a thick stack of resumes in his hand.

Mary looked at the resume in Zefa's hand and asked: "There must be hundreds of people here, right? There shouldn't be too many people in the annual special class. With so many people, aren't there enough to choose from?"

"Not enough." Zefa shook his head, "Since they are not directly from the family, these people who will be the future pillars of the navy must have extremely high talents, at least the kind that can make people feel that they are far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, they must To strive for excellence, in the early years, about 50 people were selected out of 5,000 to 6,000 people, but this year there are too few of them."

"But this is not entirely because no one is in charge. In fact, since the beginning of the Great Pirate Era, the number of naval personnel has been shrinking year by year. Occasionally, there will be only a dozen or twenty people in the entire special task force."

"I'm afraid that's it this year."

Zefa waved Mary away and motioned for her to find Garp.

"Let that old boy Garp take you to see Warring States, help you go through the basic enlistment procedures, and arrange your dormitory and nameplate. I'm going to start work."

"OK."

Looking at Zefa's closed office door, Mary couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

I didn't feel it when reading the comics and the movie version. After actually coming to this world and looking at the old Zefa, Mary realized how much this former general had paid for the navy.

However, Zefa ended up like that in the end.

This kind of navy... is not the navy I want to be in.

It is also not the navy that I need.

Mary clenched her fists, her desire for power getting stronger.

Sighing, she was about to turn around and leave to find Garp.

Then, she realized a very serious problem.

"Where can I find Garp???"

Looking at the fax from Zefa on the other side, Warring States just considered it for a moment before stamping it.

Zefa hopes to recruit a group of new people this year. If possible, he can recruit some powerful bounty hunters. At the same time, he will give the Four Seas Navy a certain number of places to supplement the resources of the special squad.

This year, the enrollment work has been delayed due to problems in Alabasta, so Sengoku has no intention of getting stuck on this matter.

"Proposal on the Expansion of the Troops of the Foreign Special Task Force in 1520 Haiyang Calendar".

approve.

On the same day, this document was transmitted to all parts of the world through the Navy's efficient information transmission network, causing an uproar.

Unless they are wanted criminals with a bounty on their head, regardless of their origin or character, anyone who can defeat the reviewers selected by the local naval base can submit their resume to this department.

Each naval base has a quota for direct submission of resumes to the Navy Headquarters.

Those who pass the resume can join the special foreign training class and receive the richest educational resources in the navy and be personally taught by former Navy Admiral "Black Wrist" Zefa.

As soon as this announcement came out, it immediately caused a wave of enthusiasm. In previous years, the Navy usually made internal recommendations. The recommended people were either in the Navy themselves or were bounty hunters who were familiar with the Navy. However, there has never been such a high-profile recruitment announcement. Even the former generals came forward in person, and many of them had Young people with a sense of justice flock to him.

For a time, resumes from all over the world came to Malinfando like snowflakes.

…

Donghai, Rogge Town.

Smoker looked at the documents in his hand that were almost torn apart and kept tapping on the table, lost in thought.

After finally returning from Alabasta alive, and not having rested for a few days, another big news came from the headquarters. Smoker knew without even guessing that it must be the chain effect brought about by the battle in Mary Alabasta.

"call……"

Smoker sighed deeply.

It seems that I have become very busy since I came into contact with Mary...

"Report!"

"Enter."

Dasqi's strong figure walked in from the door. Compared with a month ago, Dasqi looked more heroic, and the childishness on her face had also faded a lot.

Her skin appeared fairer, and her figure seemed to be gradually lengthening. There is wind in his steps, and there is a sharp aura in every move he makes.

Compared to Smoker, who has been rushing around like crazy during this period and has no time to use the body reshaping base fluid. After injecting the body reshaping base fluid, Tashiqi, who also has the aura of Captain Bizen, is almost visible to the naked eye. The huge progress made Smoker couldn't help but sigh at how great Mary's contribution was.

And precisely because of Dasqi's extraordinary progress, Smoker was very relieved to arrange her as an auditor in Rogge Town to accept the challenges of non-navy people.

"How's it going today? Is there anyone who can beat you?"

Smoker smoked a cigarette and looked at Dusky and asked.

"No, Smog Zuo. So far, no truly powerful person has appeared."

Dasqi answered honestly.

"Knew it……"

Smoker shook his head. After all, the name of the weakest sea in the East China Sea is not for nothing. This weakness is not only that the pirates in the East China Sea are weak, but also the bounty hunters and navy in the East China Sea are weak.

Therefore, it was expected by Smoker that no one could defeat Dasqi.

The two fell into silence.

After a long time, Dasqi finally couldn't help but ask:

"That, Big Left Smoker..."

"Um?"

Smoker looked at Dasqi who was a little nervous and hesitant, and couldn't help but smile.

"I know. Dasqi, I will leave the place in our base to you."

As soon as Smoker said these words, Dasqi suddenly looked happy, but then he came back to his senses and asked quickly:

"But Smog Zuo, if you were the only one in Donghai..."

Smoker waved his hand to interrupt Dusky. After a while, he raised his head and said seriously:

"Dasqi, you are a talented person, Mary and I both think so. You should not waste time with me in the East China Sea, you should go to the naval base for further studies."

"That is the best repayment you can give to me and Mary."

Dasqi was stunned for a long time after hearing this, looking at Smoker's serious eyes, and finally bit his lip and saluted Smoker.

…

Enxia hangs upside down under the cliff, holding a sniper rifle and smearing his whole body with lime. His whole body blends into the mountain wall.

Fourteen days, she has been here for fourteen days. Silent as a rock.

The cold wind was blowing, and the seagull delivering the newspaper stood on the barrel of Enxia's gun. Apparently, it used the sniper rifle as a dead branch to rest on.

Enxia glanced at the newspaper out of the corner of her eye. After her eyes lit up, she became one with the environment again.

A dilapidated pirate ship sailed out of the fog. It was the Organ Pirates with a total bounty of 219 million beli. They obviously encountered a fierce battle, the hull of the ship was shattered, and the keel was on the verge of breaking.

"Let's get repaired on this island, and we'll go find that damn swordsman later." Podcaster Nicholas Kedner was helped off the boat by his younger brother, and fell down on the beach, breathing heavily, " That swordsman who listens to Joracol is really scary.”

"Indeed." Compared to the captain's nagging, the first mate tuner Feonando was obviously more steady. "Take a rest for three days, adjust, and then go to the nearest town to repair the ship."

"Hey, hey, you're so strict. I'm obviously the captain." Kedner was used to his severity.

They are different from other pirate groups. Each member is very harmonious, like a big family.

"Hey, Fernando, let everyone come down, we are having a party tonight!"

"Oh!" The younger brothers were also very happy, and none of them took their injuries seriously.

At ten o'clock in the evening, there was a big fire burning on the beach, and the crew was sleeping on the ground. Keidner put his arms around Fionando's neck, drank rum, and then took out another one from his pocket. A pocket watch with a smiling man and woman and a crying baby in the center.

"Feonando, my wife is pretty, isn't she?" Kedena spat drunkenly, "When I become the Pirate King, I will go home and show them that I, Kedena, am also a great man!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking drunkenly, go to bed early, I'll keep watch." Feonando put Kedner on the ground and prepared to stand up and watch.

"stop."

With a short and clear gunshot, a bullet accurately hit Feonando between the eyebrows, and he was completely unaware of it due to his knowledge, knowledge, and color.

With deep reluctance, Feonando fell to the ground.

"Headless, hit..."

A low moan came from the mountains and fields.

The rain of bullets that followed took away the lives of the remaining crew members, and the remaining pirates didn't even have time to react.

Within a few breaths, there was no longer a living person on the beach.

The cold wind blew a sound like a devil's wail on the beach. After a moment, a tall voice came out of the dense forest.

Her head swayed from side to side, and her hair bounced with her steps, which was very cute.

"The flowers will wither and the fruits of summer will wither."

"The seasons change - and so do we"

"But please promise me~ it's okay sometimes"

"You will remember...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~!"

She hummed a little tune, used a guillotine to cut off the heads of heavily-financed criminals, picked up the bullets on the ground, and walked into the darkness again in three steps and two steps at a time.