Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

"Where did they go!?"

The conference room of the Marshal's Mansion suddenly shook, and the thunderous roar of Navy Admiral Seng Guo startled the several navy officers on duty outside the door.

"Such an important military meeting!!"

"Where's Sakaski!? I haven't settled the accounts with him yet about the Bada Kingdom in the New World!!"

"Where's Porusalino? How much business does the upcoming Naval Science Department have to deal with?"

"And where are those two bastards Dorag and Garp!? They haven't explained the specific details of this operation against the Roger Pirates yet!"

In the conference room, Seng Guo's face was ashen, he punched the conference table hard, and stared angrily at the administrative staff responsible for convening the meeting members.

Marshal Cyborg Kong went to the Holy Land of Mariejoia to report his work to the Five Old Stars, so he handed over this military meeting to him to preside over, which could be regarded as allowing him to adapt to the powers and responsibilities of the Navy Marshal in advance.

This was a military meeting to prove to Marshal Kong that he was capable of being a naval marshal.

It is also an opportunity to send political signals to many middle- and high-level generals in the headquarters.

But this was the first time such an important military meeting was held during the Warring States Period. Apart from Zefa, an old man who had taken a back seat, the only person present was the presiding officer of the meeting! ?

Once this spreads out, what will other people in the Navy Headquarters think of themselves, the Navy Admiral and the future Navy Marshal! ?

‘The future Admiral of the Navy convened the highest military meeting for the first time, and the senior leaders of the headquarters were collectively absent! ? ’

What kind of truth is this?

Does he still want the face of the Warring States Period?

How can I lead and direct the work of the Navy Headquarters in the future? ?

"Have you notified them of the specific time and location of the meeting?"

Warring States stared at the administrative staff fiercely.

There is still a trace of luck in his heart.

Well, these guys probably didn't receive the notice, so they didn't attend the meeting.

In any case, he is a naval admiral, and this time he is presiding over the military meeting on behalf of Marshal Kong.

No matter how noisy they usually are, they still have to give themselves face on such occasions.

It should be, yes.

That must be the case...

Several administrative staff looked at the panting and red-eyed Warring States general, and were so frightened that they did not dare to take a breath.

They looked at me and I looked at you. The last officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel hesitated and said:

"That... Warring States General, the notice of the meeting has actually been sent out in advance, and it has been confirmed that the participants have received the notice."

Zefa's eyes trembled and he turned away, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Sengoku's face turned darker.

So, those bastards... did it on purpose! ?

A series of ferocious blue veins bulged on his forehead, two lines of white smoke spewed out of his nostrils, and his back molars made a crackling sound.

"Look for me!! Where are they!?"

Warring States gritted his teeth and spoke out from between his teeth.

"Immediately!!"

Several administrative staff were shocked and rushed out of the conference room as if running away.

Zefa looked at Warring States who was so angry that his head was smoking, and couldn't help laughing:

"This is not like you, Warring States... Isn't it just a meeting? It won't be..."

"Look, although the others didn't come, at least I am here."

Warring States sat down on the main seat and rolled his eyes angrily.

"What's the use of you, an old bastard who doesn't care about anything, here? It's as if you will help me share some responsibilities..."

He thought for a while and his tone was a bit complaining.

"Zefa, now our headquarters is increasingly short of manpower. You also know that Marshal Kong is about to hand over the important task to my hands... To be honest, I don't have much confidence."

Facing a partner who could be trusted with life and death, Warring States said these words very calmly, without any concealment.

"I need my former comrades to stand by my side..."

He looked at Zefa solemnly and sincerely, his eyes burning.

"Think about it, how long has it been since we fought side by side?"

Hearing the words of his old comrade, Zefa's eyes flashed with emotion and nostalgia, but they were soon replaced by a hint of invisible disappointment and indifference.

He said calmly:

"Isn't there Garp here? And several new generations like Sakaski, Dolag, and Porusalino have also grown up."

Warring States sighed silently in his heart when he heard this, shook his head and said:

"But this era doesn't give us much time."

"Although the Battle of the Valley of the Gods has long since ended and has completely become history, the shadow of Rocks has not dissipated."

"Roger, Whitebeard, Golden Lion...and Kaido, Charlotte Lingling, who are rising rapidly with terrifying momentum..."

"You also know the character of that bastard Garp. The orders from his superiors are deaf to him. Even Old Man Kong can't control him, let alone me."

"As for Sakaski and the others... although their talents are indeed as powerful as their nicknames, like "monsters", they are still far behind the top combat power in this sea."

"It will take a while before they can really stand on their own."

"This incident in the Bada Kingdom is the best proof. If you were here, you would never have caused such a big thing... In the final analysis, the problem lies in the fact that the high-end combat power currently available to our navy headquarters is not enough. .”

Zefa fell silent.

"They'll grow out of it."

After a moment, he slowly raised his head and looked at Warring States.

An overly calm smile appeared on his face.

"As for me, I'm just a loser who can't even protect my family."

"Right now I'm just a grumpy instructor in my headquarters, nothing more... Sengoku, I'd better leave such an important responsibility as admiral to others."

Warring States looked at the smile on Zefa's face, and felt an unspeakable bitterness in his heart.

That smile is a smile that is obviously disappointing, but still persists silently because of the responsibilities on the shoulders.

He knew that it would be impossible for him to convince Zefa.

"alright, I got it."

Zefa smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, it won't be long before our navy will have a lot more general-level combat capabilities."

"Sakaski, Porusalino, Dorag... and I heard that there are a few very good prospects in this officer training camp?"

Warring States put aside the annoyance in his heart, nodded and said with a smile:

"That's right, you both know Gion and Kake. They have grown a lot since joining the Hokkai group. With a little guidance, they will definitely become the mainstay of our navy."

"In addition to the two of them, among the freshmen of this class of officer training camp, there are two young people who are comparable to Sakaski and the other three."

"One of them is called Kuzan. He was born in the South China Sea and has a monster-like talent. What is even more worth mentioning is that his belief in justice is as firm as a blazing fire."

"Oh?" Zefa finally became interested and couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

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