Become a revolutionary mentor from a pirate

[I want to change the chapter name but I don’t have permission]

[Going to Marigio for questioning here is not a matter of death. It is just a gamble. It is just a matter of understanding that death is not a matter of severity. If you don’t dare to take a gamble, your will will collapse]

"East China Sea Taqira wolf, exposed."

Just one word made Vegapunk stop what he was doing.

After letting the cloud database make records, Vegapunk walked out of the test subject that had not been out for five consecutive days.

In the rest area, the robot came over with a cup of coffee.

Quinn, who was drinking red bean soup, was stunned when he saw Vegapunk: "Long time no see, Vegapunk, can't you bear it anymore today? Do you want some exciting music? It can fill you up again." Oh vitality.”

Vegapunk reached out and tapped the headset he was wearing to silence him.

"I don't know the details of the family members. Taqila Wolf... this place is indeed suitable for development. But if exposed... how many?"

In the headset, a woman's voice replied: "One hundred and twelve people. This is the number of people confirmed by the CP agency as the identity of the Taqila Wolf Revolutionary Army. In fact, the priority of investigating the Revolutionary Army has been raised to the highest level not long ago. grade."

"Spangdine and three other people have always been responsible for the investigation of the Revolutionary Army, but this time the superiors don't seem to trust Spangdyne, and the preparations have been left to me."

"So the list of members of the East China Sea Tequila Wolf Revolutionary Army will only appear in my hand now."

"In addition... this arrest operation did not arrange too many high-end combat forces. Judging from the mobility of the cloaked man, the cooperating operation is likely to be from the navy."

Vegapunk looked solemn, and after thinking for a moment, he glanced at Quinn next to him: "Thank you for your hard work, Stussy, I will be ready."

[Note: The clone of Stussy should come from the original MADS, because Vegapunk's clone said that she had been lurking for more than 20 years, and it was completely accidental that she worked undercover in the World Government during this period. 】

[In addition: Weibull is indeed the son of Newgate by blood. Miss Barkin, Stussy's real body, should have stolen Whitebeard's genes. She is a member of MADS. 】

After a short conversation, the voice in the headset hung up.

Vegapunk sighed.

Quinn on the side tried his best to stare at his little eyes: "You actually have an intelligence source for the World Government? How did you develop this when you have basically never left the research institute?"

Vegapunk glanced at him: "You don't need to know."

Quinn choked, and stood up with his hands on his hips: "I am also the number two person in the institute, okay? And my ideological class passed the assessment, why can't I know?"

Vegapunk's tone was still unhurried. After taking a sip of coffee, he replied: "Because you are not ranked in terms of combat power or scientific research. So even if I tell you, it won't be of any help."

As he spoke, Vegapunk blew the hot air from the coffee, drank it in one gulp, then stood up and headed towards the vacuum pipe.

Since the headquarters moved to Sky Island, the collection and production of rock salt crystals has not stopped. After the arrival of the giant mechanical soldiers, the scope of the research institute continued to expand.

The vacuum pipe is a means of transportation that facilitates commuting within the institute.

After getting on the hover car, Vegapunk was still thinking about the information from Stussy and the explanation he needed to explain to Dorag later.

The emergence of Stussy itself was the product of the discovery of the blood factor. At that time, not only Stussy, but also Miss Bajin, the bodyguard of Stussy, also brought a sample.

And the clone Stussy... by chance, became a member of CP0, and also found a place in the underground world: Queen of Happy Street.

Although there is this woman who is undercover in CP and can be completely trusted, not much information related to the family has been transmitted back.

The reason is that everyone in the CP agency also performs their own duties. As the Queen of Happy Street, Stussy is not responsible for the investigation of the revolutionary army.

This time, it was because Spangdain, who also belonged to CP0, was suspected that she stepped forward.

"Spandyne..."

Vegapunk murmured the name. After thinking for a while, he still didn't know the key to it. He decided to report the original source of the information to Dolag without any hesitation.

Scientific research is his main job. Strategic aspects and how to evacuate the members of Taqila Wolf in an emergency are all things Dorag needs to do.

Soon, Begapunk arrived at Dorag's office.

Dorag, who was on the phone, looked up with some surprise in his eyes, and then paused his work after solving the problem in Beihai.

"You rarely come to my place."

Dorag stood up and made a cup of coffee for Lao Bei: "Is there any progress in the energy project?"

Vegapunk blew hot air: "Although the preparations have been completed before this, the specific analysis and reverse engineering cannot be completed in a short while, even if I am a genius."

At this point, Begapunk paused: "You should know about the research on human cloning, right? After I first discovered the blood factor at the MADS organization in Baltimore, this research made a breakthrough, and the follow-up experiment No. 1 The body is a perfect success.”

Dorag nodded and waited quietly for Begapunk's follow-up.

Leave professional matters to professionals. They don't understand scientific research, so don't interrupt scientific researchers easily at this time. This is respect and self-awareness.

Vegapunk continued: "The blueprint for Test Subject No. 1 was provided by a member of the Rocks Pirates. After the Valley of Gods incident, the Rocks Pirates were disbanded, and this woman also joined MADS and became the A handyman."

"In fact, I knew from the beginning that her intentions were unclear, and this was confirmed later. She made a half-finished product based on Whitebeard's genes."

"As for the successful test subject No. 1, I gave her freedom, but the fundamental principles given in the blood factor have kept her from finding her goal."

"Later, by chance, she joined the World Government and became a member of CP0."

Having said this, Vegapunk raised his head and looked at Dorag, and found that there was nothing strange about him.

Seeing this, Dolag had no choice but to speak: "Sir, I once said that robots can be used as weapons, but clones with human nature cannot be used as weapons, let alone an object."

"The research direction of bloodline factors can be external equipment, but the moral bottom line cannot be crossed, because that will be a more serious disaster for the world than the Tianlong people."

"The MADS organization was established even earlier than the Revolutionary Army, so the doctor doesn't have to worry about it. But after that, the doctor should be clear about...the moral bottom line."

Vegapunk nodded slightly.

"I understand. So even if I get Porusalino's blood and a bear who cooperates with the research, my development direction will still be mechanical intelligent weapons."

"The other thing I want to say...is the information I just got. Stussy...that is, the successful No. 1 test subject returned the information. One hundred and twelve members of the Tequila Wolf family were confirmed. The World Government is about to launch an arrest with CP leadership and naval support.”

Later, Vegapunk told the information brought by Stussy one by one. Among them, the name Spangdyne made Dorag's pupils shrink instantly.

Vegapunk did not know Kevin's true identity, nor did he know the importance of Spangdine in the initial development of the Revolutionary Army.

Not to mention anything else, before the formation of this special channel, 60% of the formation of maritime trade relied on the Spangdyne road.

For a time, Dorag frowned and thought for a long time.

Spangdine, who was originally responsible for investigating one of the revolutionary troops, was suddenly not trusted, causing the action to be transferred to Stussy, and the intelligence also reached Vegapunk.

At the same time, the World Government did not mobilize high-end combat power for this operation, and it is speculated that there will be support from the navy.

Arrests to be prepared for…

Kevin will be questioned by Marie Gioia tomorrow...

Naval support, arresting 112 members of the revolutionary army...

For a moment, all the information was connected in Dorag's mind.

The office was quiet for a long time.

Until Bega Punk finished drinking the coffee in his hand, Dorag still closed his eyes and meditated, which made Lao Bei frown.

"There isn't much time. I think you can ask your husband to come back, or you can ask him to leave directly and let all the members of Taqila Wolf evacuate."

Dorag opened his eyes and looked at Vegapunk opposite: "Doctor...do you think there can be necessary sacrifices on the road we are working hard for?"

A necessary sacrifice?

Bega Punk's face turned gloomy: "Dolag, sir, you said: There is no dignity in life!"

It’s this sentence again…

Dorag rubbed his forehead: "Then what if this sacrifice can save Mr. from danger?"

This time it was Vegapunk's turn to be stunned.

gentlemen……

For the Revolutionary Army, the importance of Mr. Tinder is self-evident.

The original blueprint for the core of the entire revolutionary army's thinking was proposed by Mr. Mr. Ye has always been busy and is irreplaceable in the development of the revolutionary army.

If...but...

Even after eating the bug-like brain-brain fruit and adding the huge capacity of the cloud processor, Vegapunk still felt that he could not make a decision.

The ideological education made him know that power should not appear in the revolutionary army. The so-called reasonable sacrifice should not require members to sacrifice.

But the importance…

"Huh... I will make a decision."

Dorag's words interrupted Begapunk's thoughts.

I still want to say something more, but I feel that everything I say is redundant.

Each of them wants to change the world, and to achieve this goal, they strengthen their inner will.

It is true that the importance of each person on the road of greatness is bound to be different, but standing on such a commanding heights and asking colleagues to make reasonable sacrifices is not in line with the core of our thinking.

"call……"

Bega Punk sighed, stood up and said: "Dorag, no one or anything can compare to the ideas we have always been firm for. This is the core of the revolutionary army and the basis for everyone to unite. reason."

Dorag closed his eyes again: "I know."

Vegapunk then left the office.

The moment the door was closed, Dorag dialed Xiong's communication: "Come to the headquarters, there is something very important."

…

At the same time, in the East China Sea, Tajira Wolf.

As a country on bridges, the people of this country are always on the bridge from birth to death.

From the beginning to the end of the construction of this bridge, there was no day of completion and no hope of survival.

All along, the federations that have paid heavenly gold have been protected by the World Government, and they can seek support from the navy if they are invaded by pirates.

Non-franchised countries, on the other hand, will have to face not only pirates, but even navy plunder after they are unable to pay the high sky gold.

In addition, if the number of slaves building cross-sea bridges on the Taqila Wolf decreases, then these countries will be the best sources of slaves.

"Snapped."

Amidst the crisp sound, an old figure fell to the ground.

On the back that was torn by the whip, the skin was torn and the flesh was dripping with blood.

After falling to the ground, he struggled to get up, but he couldn't complete such a simple action no matter what.

Not far away, a little girl's eyes were filled with tears. She wanted to rush out but was hugged tightly by her father who was also crying.

If you go out...you will die.

These people and supervisors will not care about their lives. All injuries can only be dealt with by oneself. It doesn't matter if they die, because more people will be caught here and become members of this bridge country.

"Old man, if you can't stand up and continue working, then you have lost your value."

The overseer holding the whip in his hand laughed like a cat playing with a mouse: "If it loses its value, then there is no need to live, right?"

"Ahem!"

The old man coughed violently, and after opening his hand, a handful of black blood appeared in the palm of his hand.

He raised his head slightly and took one last look at his granddaughter. In addition to reluctance, there was also pity and regret in his eyes.

The country on the bridge will be their future and their entire future world.

And how cruel is such a world, a world where life is worse than death, to a child?

"Bang."

After his pupils were dilated, the old man's arms supporting his upper body lost strength. He fell heavily to the ground and lost his breath.

"I actually died of boredom like this. It's really boring. I originally wanted to play for a while longer."

The supervisor stepped forward, picked up the old man's neck, and threw him directly from the bridge.

This scene made the man holding the girl stunned, his whole body trembling, but he suppressed his grief and covered his daughter's eyes with his hand.

If I try my best, no one will take care of my daughter.

And in this place, he has seen too many things about what happens to children without support...

The overseer with one hand on the flintlock gun at his waist turned around, looked directly at the man, and said with a smile: "So that was your father just now? Why don't you rush over? If you rush over..."

"Uh-huh!"

The whip whizzed past, causing a huge wound directly on the man's face.

Blood was dripping, and the man was in severe pain, but he didn't scream. He just protected his daughter from being hit by the whip.

"That way I can win a hundred thousand Baileys, bastard! Slave! Why don't you come over here? Why!"

In the angry voice, the whip kept waving.

The man was beaten until he huddled on the ground, but he still held his daughter tightly and did not scream.

All around, numb slaves were still working. Except for the dozen new slaves who had just been brought here, no one looked at this place.

"Hahaha... Black dog, you lost again today. After supervising these untouchables in a while, remember to pay when you go back!"

"Give me money, give me money! The supply ship is here tonight, I want to have a good night!"

"So what do you want to buy? That magical potion that can make you evolve from a small reptile to a big reptile? Hahahaha..."

"Today I want the most beautiful one. Leave some fresh water for me! It has to be washed before it can be interesting..."

…

The overseer who freely vents his desires also belongs to the lowest level of the world on the sea.

But here, they seem to be on top and do whatever they want.

From beginning to end, the world’s ideological education lacks many things. The most basic three views are not shaped, and neither is the bottom line of morality.

When the weak suddenly gain power and know that no matter what they do to the weaker, they will not be punished, the darkness in human nature will explode.

Of course, this doesn't tell the whole story.

But it is also one of the reasons why newcomers must pass the ideological class assessment before joining the revolutionary army.

"Bang."

There was a low gunshot, so small it was even covered by their noise.

All the way to the overseer who was wielding the whip, his entire wrist was shattered.

"Ah...uh!"

As soon as the screams started to sound, a fist-sized sandbag was thrown into his mouth, blocking it back.

Seeing this situation, the group of supervisors who were watching the show immediately panicked and quickly looked for the enemy with their guns raised.

One of them was about to raise the alarm, but his wrist was shattered by a direct shot.

At this time, from behind the tent in the accommodation area in the distance, a woman wearing sexy clothes and sunglasses came out.

Carrying a flag, the bright red color has flames floating in the wind like fire.

"If you can't even survive a difficult life, then why not resist?"

Bellobetti looked at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground with blood dripping from his back being whipped.

"Great fatherly love. But if that's all, you should know what the future will be like for this child, right?"

The severe pain made the man tremble all over. He stood up with difficulty and looked at his daughter.

"Dad? Dad!"

The girl who only saved the man felt the wetness in her hands, and collapsed when she saw the blood, crying and shouting to vent her fear.

Grandpa was dead, and she knew the meaning of death, because people die here every day.

Now... is the only relative going to die too?

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just... injured."

At this time, a supervisor tried to activate the alarm again, but before he could do anything, a bullet came through the air.

"Bang!"

The gravel on the stone splashed and directly cut his face.

Belo Beti looked at him: "Please don't do anything unnecessary. Just like what you said just now, because there is still value, you didn't die immediately. But... if you move around, it will be worthless."

As soon as the voice fell, all the supervisors raised their hands at the same time and stood still.

The existence of the sniper made them know whose hands their lives were in.

Belo Beti sighed.

Sure enough, this area was the most persecuted, and it was also the area where ordinary members could not complete the initial recovery of their will.

In this way, she, the commander of the Eastern Army of the Revolutionary Army, will personally go out to carry out the liberation operation in this area.

The next moment, Belo Betty waved the flag in her hand, and the fruit ability was activated.

"So you want your descendants to bury their lives here? So do you think that if you don't resist, you will be released one day?"

"Such a bridge has been built for seven hundred years. In the future, your children, and your children's children, will have such a fate!"

"Are you... willing?"

In an instant, under the physical consumption of Belo Betty, the laborers affected by the fruit ability felt the strength and courage surging in their bodies.

At the same time, Belo Betty's voice and words in the center of everyone really made them start thinking.

Really... willing?

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter.

If he didn't resist, could he really let the child live?

"Pick up your weapons!"

"Life is not noble or inferior. You are not slaves, you are human beings! People who have thoughts, who can think and act!"

"We just want to live. Such a simple dream. If they don't let us live, then unite and beat them down to dust!"

"No one is born to be high and mighty! No one is born to be as lowly as an ant!"

"If there is no justice in this world, then we ourselves are our own justice!"

"In order for future generations to no longer suffer this humiliation, the only way out is to fight to the end!"

...

"Bang!"

A hammer was picked up by the middle-aged man.

At the same time, the pupils of those people with blank eyes around had a new look at this moment.

One after another, some people picked up weapons.

There were hammers, chisels, and even wooden sticks.

"We...are not slaves..."

"We are human beings..."

"For future generations...for children to no longer suffer this humiliation."

"Resist, fight..."

Amid the murmurs around, everyone finally picked up their weapons.

Even the little girl was holding a stone knife at this moment.

Belo Beti waved the flag and pointed directly at the surrendered supervisors: "Now, kill them!"

After the voice fell, the middle-aged man walked over first, holding the hammer in his hand tightly.

"Damn... bastard! What do you want to do?"

"Don't you want to live? You, do you want to die?"

The supervisor who raised his hand was cursing the man, and they still thought they could save him.

One of them just touched the gun on his waist, and a bullet fired again, directly shattering his other wrist.

Before the scream appeared, a sandbag appeared again, and it was directly held back.

At the same time, the middle-aged man walked to the man who had just killed his father.

"Ah!!!"

Roaring like a beast, the hammer swung and smashed directly.

One hammer after another, roaring and venting non-stop.

When his wife left, the voice that asked him to take good care of the children was still vivid in his ears.

He held back that kind of pain for too long.

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