Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Chapter 1 New Weapons

Three days later.

321 branch, military hospital, senior ward.

The blood-stained bandages were torn off one by one, revealing pinkish fresh skin and flesh.

The muscular and angular body was full of male hormones, which made the young nurse's face flushed and her mouth dry.

"Lord Darren, I will help you remove the cast on your arm."

The young nurse spoke softly.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Darren smiled, lowered his head, and punched hard with both fists!

Snap!

With the clenching of the fist, the muscles in the arm instantly contracted and swelled, crushing the plaster covering the arm into powder.

After mobilizing his muscles and joints, Darren closed his eyes and enjoyed the nursing and cleaning of the nurse.

tuk tuk tuk...

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then Sengoku's figure pushed open the door of the ward and walked in with a smile.

"Darren boy, have you seen the reports in the newspapers, you are really famous now..."

Darren gave a military salute and said with a smile:

"All this would not have been possible without your cultivation and trust at Sengoku Admiral."

As he spoke, he motioned to the nurse to let her leave the ward first.

Sengoku smiled with satisfaction.

It's also flattering words, I don't know why it's always very pleasant to say in Darren's mouth.

"It seems that your boy is recovering well."

He looked up and down at Colonel Marine sitting on the hospital bed, no, it should be Marine Commodore, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, I've been lying in bed for three days anyway," Darren said.

Sengoku's eye twitched.

He shook his head, and continued:

"Have you received the notice from the headquarters? There are still seven days before the entrance ceremony for the officer training camp."

Darren nodded.

"That's fine..." Sengoku paused at this point, hesitant to speak.

Darren smiled:

"Sengoku Admiral wants to ask me about the North Blue fleet?"

This kid...is really smart.

Sengoku groaned secretly in his heart, slowly turned serious, and said in a deep voice:

"Well, there is indeed such a thing."

"Kid Darren, with your vision and military talent, you should be very clear about the significance of the North Blue fleet's model to Marine's strategic deployment."

"A Marine fleet that can fly in the air is enough to change the situation in this sea."

"Of course, you can rest assured that the troops of the four seas follow the principle of independent operation, and the North Blue fleet will still be retained... The meaning of the headquarters is to apply the model of the North Blue fleet to the headquarters..."

Darren waved his hands bluntly, and said in a serious manner:

"Sengoku Admiral doesn't need to say much, as long as I can contribute to the just cause, I will definitely cooperate unconditionally."

"As for the assembly configuration of the North Blue fleet and the transformation of the warship, I will make a clear list and submit it to you for your review. If there is any need for the headquarters, I will provide it as much as possible."

"It's just Sengoku Admiral, let me remind you a little bit, the situation of the North Blue fleet is special, the price of the weapons and equipment used and the transformation of the warship may be relatively high."

"Hahahaha, the cost is not a problem!!" Sengoku laughed arrogantly, very satisfied with Darren's statement, and looked at the latter with more appreciation.

Look, this is Marine's future star.

It's not like that bastard Polusalino, he doesn't see anyone all day long, and his attitude is not positive at all!

"Then let's stop here."

Sengoku smiled and patted Darren on the shoulder.

"I admire you very much, Darren, after entering the training camp, you must perform well!"

He paused, as if remembering something, lowered his voice and said:

"Well... When you graduate, you will become the old man's adjutant!"

"...The weather looks good today, Sengoku Admiral."

A slow voice sounded at the door of the ward.

Sengoku's face darkened.

Darren had a strange look on his face.

I saw this guy Porusalino standing at the door of the ward without knowing why, leaning against the door frame, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Sengoku with a half-smiling expression.

The ward suddenly became very quiet.

Sengoku stood there stiffly, motionless, and Darren saw a few drops of cold sweat gradually forming on his forehead.

suddenly--

"Hey! It's me, I'm Sengoku!!"

Sengoku suddenly took out a military telephone bug from his arms and shouted at it anxiously.

"What!? Such a big thing happened!? Okay!! I'll come back as soon as possible!!"

As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the ward, his back a little flustered.

Darren: ...

Porusalino raised his finger and pointed at Sengoku's phone bug, and "reminded" with a smile:

"Um...Sengoku Admiral, the phone bug communication seems to have not been connected..."

Sengoku paused, then his expression changed, and he muttered to himself:

"Is the signal bad?"

He gritted his teeth hard,

"Damn it, it happens to be such a critical time..."

As he spoke, his pace quickened a little, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Several black lines slowly appeared on Darren's forehead.

Porusalino smiled and walked into the ward immediately.

"It seems to be recovering well..."

"good."

Darren moved his somewhat stiff wrists and elbows.

Porusalino glanced at him, a strange light shining under his toad sunglasses.

"I really didn't expect you to hide it so deeply... The North Blue fleet far exceeded my expectations."

Darren glanced at him and smiled:

"Porusalino Rear Admiral, just say what you want."

Porusalino raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"It was discovered by you..."

"Okay, okay, I do have something to tell you."

He spoke slowly, always feeling like he deserved a beating.

"The North Blue fleet is indeed eye-catching. The strategic significance of flying in the air is great, but haven't you noticed that even if it is equipped with the technological weapons of Germa 66, the firepower configuration of the North Blue fleet... is still not enough. ?”

Darren narrowed his eyes, subconsciously sat up straight and raised his eyebrows.

"Porusalino Rear Admiral...what do you mean?"

Porusalino said with a smile:

"Marine is about to form a special scientific force, which will be mainly used to integrate the research results of the 'genius scientist' Dr. Vegapunk and apply them in actual combat to enhance Marine's combat effectiveness."

"Dr. Vegapunk, as a genius who has been "500 years ahead of the world", has discovered some interesting patterns in recent times... and based on this, he did some research and came up with a more interesting weapon. .”

Darren immediately became interested,

"You need to conduct field tests on this weapon to collect experimental data?"

"bingo."

Porusalino's sunglasses reflected a faint light.

He smiled half-heartedly and said:

"North Blue fleet, interested?"

Darren asked: "What is the weapon?"

Porusalino raised an index finger.

"this."

On his index finger, a hot and destructive aura gradually rose.

Golden light gathers.

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