Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Chapter 183 According to regulations, directly obliterate

"No matter how many times I hear you calling that guy Godfather, I'm still not used to it.

The flying squirrel smiled and held Senior's hand, with a look of helplessness on his face.

That guy Darren, who is not a good marine, has to play mafia house with Doflamingo. Every time he hears the word "Godfather", he always feels some inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Senior did not continue on this topic, turned sideways and introduced:

"These are the seedlings that Mr. Fisher Tiger selected from Fishman Street. We have roughly checked their physical condition on the way. Apart from some malnutrition, there are no problems."

The flying squirrel then looked at this group of curious and immature young fishmen, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Hello everyone, I am Beihai Admiral Flying Squirrel...welcome to Beihai."

"Next, we will spend an unforgettable time together in Branch 321. You will receive rigorous and arduous training, and I will try my best to provide you with a comfortable environment."

He waved, and soon several navy soldiers ran over carrying a large amount of cargo.

"Here are training uniforms for everyone, and we have also prepared a simple banquet later."

Navy soldiers quickly distributed brand new uniforms.

The fish-men tribe boys were quite well-behaved. Maybe it was because of the unfamiliar environment that they didn't cause any conflicts. They lined up one by one to get their own clothes and then simply changed them on the spot.

"So soft!"

"This dress is so comfortable!"

"..."

They quickly took off their tattered and rough clothes and put on training clothes. They were surprised to find that the training clothes were very comfortable and light, and did not feel rough or stiff at all.

There was a novel smile on everyone's face.

Looking at their ignorant and youthful faces, Flying Squirrel felt a little sad in his heart. The background of this group of young fishmen was too tragic.

Senior then continued:

"The other one is Jinping, who is considered the leader of their group."

He called Fatty Lan over.

Jinbei looked at the imposing naval admiral in front of him with some restraint, took a deep breath, then puffed up his chest and said:

"Hello, Mr. Flying Squirrel!"

The flying squirrel waved his hand with a smile and said:

"You're welcome, Jinbei."

"This is your first time coming to our base. Do you have any questions you want to ask?"

After the words fell, other fish-men tribe boys also looked over curiously.

Jinbe thought for a while and asked cautiously:

"Mr. Flying Squirrel, the ability you just had... are you a Devil Fruit user?"

The flying squirrel was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Yes, I am a user with the natural thunder fruit ability. I have the ability to control thunder and lightning... Well, take a look."

He raised his hand and pointed.

boom! !

A blue lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly cut through the sky and sank directly into the earth.

Not far away, a 7-meter-high fort suddenly exploded. A huge fireball burned and billowed out black smoke.

Such a horrifying scene made the fish-men teenagers so shocked that they opened their mouths in an "O" shape.

"Thunder, thunder..."

"too strong……"

"With this blow, I'm afraid even a ship can be destroyed instantly!"

"..."

Having come from Fishman Street, how had they ever seen such exaggerated and incredible abilities?

Senior's pupils also shrank.

Although under the guidance of Lord Doflamingo, he has successfully mastered Haki, and his strength is second only to the Young Master in the entire Don Quixote family.

But if he was faced with the blow just now, he thought he wouldn't be able to dodge it.

Even if you can defend yourself with Haki, you will most likely be injured after being hit.

However, there was a vague thought in his mind.

——This is definitely not the flying squirrel’s true strength.

He was taught by his Young Master, but Admiral Flying Squirrel was also taught by his godfather himself!

The young master's current strength is all due to the guidance of his godfather!

"Do you have any other questions?"

the flying squirrel asked with a smile.

An octopus fishman boy raised a tentacle and asked curiously:

"Um...Mr. Flying Squirrel, I want to ask..."

He seemed shy and timid, hesitant to speak.

"Mr. Señor said that the 321st branch base is one of the most powerful military bases in the world, but why did we just come here and only see a few warships patrolling?"

He looked around and scratched his head with his tentacles.

"...There seems to be no trace of warships inside the base—"

boom!

His words were choked in his mouth because Jinbei next to him had already punched him hard.

"It's not your place to ask, don't ask more!"

Jinbe said fiercely.

The flying squirrel glanced at Jinbei appreciatively, then smiled and said:

"It's okay, you will all know it later."

"Let me tell you a secret. The warships of our North Sea Fleet are not on the sea."

The warship is not on the sea?

The fish-men boys were all stunned, with doubts on their faces.

The flying squirrel smiled and pointed in the direction of the sky. Just as he was about to say something, the call of a phone bug came from his arms.

The flying squirrel frowned, took out the phone bug and connected the communication.

A deep voice came out, mixed with the sound of howling wind.

"Admiral Flying Squirrel, this is Ship No. 3... We found a pirate ship in the A62 area of the North Sea trying to break through the blockade and heading towards Upside Down Mountain."

"Please give the order."

The flying squirrel's eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and the murderous aura emanating from his brows made the Jinping murloc boy's body go cold.

"According to the regulations, it will be directly obliterated."

"Yes! Admiral Flying Squirrel!"

Three seconds later.

A dull explosion was vaguely heard in the distance.

The voice sounded again:

"Report to Admiral Flying Squirrel that the target has been annihilated."

The flying squirrel said calmly:

"Well, keep cruising."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and looked at Jinpei and others with a smile.

"It's almost time, everyone is probably hungry too, right?"

"The banquet here has been prepared, waiting for everyone to enjoy."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for his soldiers to lead them to the banquet hall.

Not long after, the joyful voices of the fish-men teenagers came from the direction of the banquet hall.

“So rich!!”

“So many delicious foods!”

"Very good!"

"I don't miss home at all!"

"..."

The flying squirrel laughed.

Senior looked at his side face, but his expression was extremely complicated.

That group of naive fish-man teenagers might not understand what happened just now, but he knew it very well.

He remembers it clearly.

More than half a year ago, when he led his family's ship into the North Sea, he did not fly the family flag in order to deceive others - a horrific scene he encountered on the sea:

It was a huge warship made entirely of metal, full of streamlined shapes and a cold and hard texture.

An unprecedented shape, with a suffocating sense of oppression... slowly protruding from the sea of clouds in the sky.

Senior could swear that the moment the laser cannons on both sides of the warship's hull burst into golden light... he could clearly smell the smell of death.

This is the North Sea.

The North Sea under the rule of "King of the North Sea" Rogers Darren.

"Admiral Flying Squirrel, I will go back and recover first."

Senior slowly exhaled a breath and said softly.

"Aren't you going to the party?"

the flying squirrel asked curiously.

Senior shook his head and said:

"Next time, thank you for the invitation. There are still many things to be busy with in the New World."

"Well."

The flying squirrel held out his hand.

The two shook hands again, and then Senior boarded the merchant ship and left with mixed emotions.

waving goodbye to the merchant ship,