I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

"Thank you very much, Mr. Warring States." Sakaski couldn't help but secretly sighed for the rich knowledge reserves and delicate and thoughtful thoughts of this giant Buddha.

Warring States waved his hand: "Don't thank me in a hurry, these are incidental to the mission."

"Task?"

"Yes, I will assign ten more elite school officers to you, and take time to train them while you are practicing." A deep voice came from outside the door,

"Teacher Zefa? Aren't you training the new class of students?" Sakaski was a little surprised. He hadn't seen his mentor in the headquarters for a while.

His lavender hair was meticulously combed back, and his sturdy figure under the snow-blue shirt made him look extremely straight.

Zefa, who is now in his fifties, wears flat glasses, which makes his majestic appearance a little more refined.

Zefa, who walked in from the door, patted Sakaski on the shoulder in relief: "I heard that you have been in the limelight in this department recently!"

There was no arrogance on Sakarski's face, but he bowed his head respectfully: Sakarski's thoughts today are all cultivated by Teacher Zefa. "

"Hahaha, Sakaski, don't flatter me like this in front of Sengoku." Zefa laughed cheerfully and teased his beloved disciple. As his first student, Sakalski had a deep friendship between the two.

Warring States stood up from his seat and shook his head, walked around the table and walked in front of his old friend: "Even if Sakaski lifts you to the sky in front of my eyes, I will smile and applaud you. Because this is you Zefa Well deserved honor."

The wise general looked at the old comrade-in-arms in front of him, and lightly punched him on the chest: "The reason why Sakaski was able to say those incisive remarks was because his teacher was his best example. Soldiers Your unyielding iron frame and the dedication of the soldiers, Zefa! You have contributed too much to the army and asked for too little in return."

"The army is my home, Warring States." Zefa smiled. "I have already lost one beloved family, and I don't want to lose another."

Sakaski's eye circles were reddish, feeling a little emotional. The man in front of him who said solemnly that "no matter how much he contributes to his family is not enough", finally broke with the navy in the original book.

This soldier who dedicated his life to the army finally left the navy, a family that made him heartbroken, with his own cold and broken heart.

"We are all your relatives, Mr. Zefa." Sakaski restrained his emotions in time, and stretched out an arm to tightly embrace the veteran who had begun to suffer from asthma due to his age. There are not too many words, only a warm hug and a wordless promise.

Zefa was embraced by his students. As the first batch of students whom he poured his heart and soul into teaching, Sakalski's current achievements made him very proud.

"Damn it, the wind is really strong." The senior instructor of the Navy headquarters wiped his eyes with his thick fingers, and he patted Sakaski's increasingly burly figure vigorously.

"These ten school officials are selected by you, and it can be regarded as sharing some for your teacher." Zhan Guo did not forget the previous conversation.

"But after all, my qualifications..." Sakaski felt a little inappropriate, but Sengoku didn't take it seriously: "As an iconic figure of the new generation of navy, are you afraid that you won't be able to suppress those school officers?"

Zefa smiled: "It's my intention to let these students follow you. Apart from your training them in practice, I hope to let them understand the responsibilities of soldiers."

Sakaski now understands that training is a small matter, and Ezefa's current ability is much better than that of a student like him. But to strengthen them ideologically, isn't it just to let him teach political lessons to those school officials! No wonder the two of them think of themselves.

"Marshal Kong is thinking?" Sakaski thought further.

"What do you think, let me train this team of school officers first!" Zhan Guo replied angrily.

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"I'm from the same school as you, and I can be regarded as a senior, but in the army, I have no other status. I'm just your officer. If you want to build a relationship, get rid of it as soon as possible." Sakaski put his hands behind his back and looked indifferently. Looking at the ten school officers lined up on the deck of the warship.

"Yes! Sir!" The ten officers straddled in military posture responded in unison.

"Lieutenant General Sakaski, the supplies have been checked." Lindeman, who was in charge of the armament arrangement for this voyage, trotted to the lieutenant general, stood still and saluted.

"Commander Lindemann will serve as the first officer of the ship. You follow his deployment." Sakaski glanced sideways, and the smiling subordinates who squinted their eyes didn't care about Lindeman's smile before. The more you look at this guy, the more he looks like a fox-faced spy with a big breasted childhood sweetheart?

"The training ship will sail to the Primordial Island in the first half of the great voyage for training. When practicing in Lieutenant General Sakaski, I will be responsible for managing the progress of your training." Lindeman is qualified to say this, although He was repaired by Gion and Polusalino to the point where he was powerless to fight back, but his own strength was indeed among the top-notch group of school officials.

Sakaski issued the final order for this sailing: "Attention all units, the code name of this operation is [Discovery, Un'Goro]"

74. Ground breaking on Tai Sui's head

Starting from the headquarters of the navy to the ancient island located in the first half of the great channel, even if the naval warships have permanent pointers to the islands along the way and take the shortcut of the door of justice, it will take at least two months.

The officer corps on the ship are all well-tested elites, and the two-month sailing time can only be counted as a short trip for them.

But for Robin, since the training ship left Marine Vandor, it has been like living in hell for the past few days. Robin, who has been living on the island and has never sailed for a long time, vomited all the three meals a day into the sea. The little girl with no sailing experience unexpectedly became seasick.

"How are you feeling?" Lindemann squatted in front of the little girl with his trademark smile, holding a glass of lemonade in his right hand and a towel in his left.

The disheveled Robin weakly accepted the water glass handed by the Colonel, and she forced a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Lindemann, I feel much better these days."

Lindemann glared at the school officers who were standing on the side of the ship watching the joke, and signaled them to return to their posts and do whatever they should. The adopted daughter of the general in his family has few outsiders to watch the joke.

Da Zuo took advantage of the situation and put the towel directly on the little girl's head, with a soft voice: "You will get used to it once you spit it out, we used to come here like this."

"Oh!" Lindemann seemed to remember something, "The lieutenant general asked you to fight with these big brothers on the warship and learn some basic operational knowledge."

"Okay!" The girl who was sluggish just now seemed to light up. Children always have a strong sense of freshness about unknown things, especially for Robin who likes to delve into problems thoroughly.

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"Robin, what we call navigation is mainly the study of how a ship sails from one point to another safely and efficiently on an ideal route." Sakarsky stood on the helm and manipulated the rudder, Hold the course personally.

On the girl's head was a somewhat oversized navy hat, and she tried to lift up the brim of the hat that blocked her sight, while holding a small permanent pointer tightly in her other hand.

The sun and ultraviolet rays at sea are strong, and it is no joke to tan a layer of skin off. People who have been wandering at sea all year round, if they don't take sun protection deliberately, basically have brown or bronze rough skin. A hat that protects against wind, rain, and sun is undoubtedly a good choice.

Robin raised his head in confusion: "Sakaski, since our navy has a permanent pointer record, why do you still take extra care when sailing into the great route?"

"There is a reason why the great route is called the cemetery of novices due to the changeable climate and complicated ocean currents." Sakarski did not hide it, and taught the information he knew to his adopted daughter.

"The most important thing is that navigators in the four seas generally use the [latitude navigation] method, which completely fails in places like the great route."

This method of placing yourself on the same latitude line as your destination and then keeping sailing is very practical.

However, in the route of the great sea route, weather, currents, etc. do not change according to common sense, and only the permanent pointer of the next island can be regarded as the path.

As soon as the lieutenant admiral finished speaking, the navigators on the navy ships were keenly aware of the change in wind direction. He put his hands to his mouth and shouted to several officers on deck: "Tighten the mainsail reel, we are lucky, riding this wind can save us several hours of sailing time!"

The officers moved when they heard the sound, and quickly climbed up the main mast with the help of ropes. But someone was faster than them, and the mainsail reins were within Robin's sight. Before the officers of the headquarters climbed halfway, amidst the light pink petals flying, dozens of small hands suddenly grew out from the left and right sides of the mast. tight.

"!?"

"Is that the seasick little guy?"

"I really can't see it, I thought she was traveling at public expense..."

"..."

"Not bad." Sakaski nodded slightly. It was beyond his expectation that Robin could take the initiative to participate in the daily operation of the warship.

Not only can I quickly get acquainted with these school officers and students, but it can also make some bad-mouthed guys speechless.

In the next few days, Aunt Robin became the busiest person on the warship.

Operate the sail cable to find Robin, observe the pointer course to find Robin, fill in the logbook? Find Robin.