I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Sakaski caught Enilu, who had only experienced the speed of life and death with the light group, so that he didn't let the bastard continue to escape to the rear.

Poor Enilu hadn't caught his breath yet, and Shiliu, who was provoking the teacher, almost put the knife on the bastard's neck: "Ainilu!? What are you doing? Isn't it you who are controlling the main gun? ?”

"Fart! Controlling Lei Ying and remotely controlling the electromagnetic main gun, do you think I'm a god?" Hearing this, Ainilu rolled his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Shiliu didn't intend to let go of the rare opportunity to handle this stinky little brat, so he made a side note:

"I still vaguely remember, didn't you just call yourself..."

Before Shiliu's venomous tongue could show its power, Enilu, who flashed in front of the great swordsman in an instant, covered the opponent's mouth: "Hey, hey! If you mention the black history again, you will turn your face in seconds, believe it or not?!! And Who would rush to the front line to fight with a full stomach, knowing that the explosive rock is about to detonate?"

Seeing the fierce reaction of the crowd, Enilu was relieved, he thought he was sold out by the boss...

Three of the nearly ten floating islands that were so powerful before were directly destroyed by this series of large-scale blows, and the Black Sail Alliance can be said to have suffered a lot.

"Mr. Sa... shall we still fight?" Enilu, who was still in shock, was full of fragments of Dynamite Rock passing him.

"Fight? What about a fart!" The grumpy old Sa who was plotted by others obviously had a bad tone. Fighting is not about helping the Han Dynasty. As long as the advantage is big enough, you can win if you close your eyes and press Ctrl + A.

This time, he was facing two legendary pirates.

Any slack or carelessness may cause the entire air fleet to be overturned to the ground.

If we don't find out what caused the system failure, in case they wait until they fight with Whitebeard and the others, the explosives stored in the hull will suddenly detonate against their faces.

Even the natural department dare not say that they will be safe and sound under the blast of that energy level, let alone that other crew members will suffer as well.

"Mr. Sa," Dauberman, who was ordered to rush to the main gun turret, sent back a report: "We have taken control of the main gun control room, but there is no sign of foreign enemy invasion at all. And according to dozens of members at the scene It is unanimously stated that the track was activated by itself when they were installed and awaiting further commissioning."

Self-starting? The probability of this is appallingly low, not to mention that the system has already gone through countless inspections and tests, and its stability and safety have been unanimously recognized by dozens of scientific masters headed by Vegapunk.

If Ziqi can aim the electromagnetic gun so accurately, then why do you need a control team of nearly 50 people?

"Investigate! Thoroughly investigate to the end!!" Sakarski roared sharply: "Why did the main gun bombard without authorization, why can someone bypass our highest authority!!"

Speaking of this scene, Fujitora thought of something that might be related to it-the failure of the main gun occurred after the impact ship of the Golden Lion hit.

After thinking about it for a moment, Yixiao proposed a relatively reasonable explanation for the anomaly:

"Could it be that the system malfunctioned due to the violent impacts and the internal damage caused by the giant beast?"

An old technician who held his breath and listened to the questions of the generals shook his head repeatedly: "But we have checked several times, the control of the main gun is completely separated from the two unit areas, even if the system fails partially, it should not involve the main gun. The gun is right!!"

"Damn it! Continue to investigate and arrange for Dr. Moira to take charge of it personally." Since the technicians have clearly told you that this is not the case, Shiliu simply shrugged and picked up the knife, muttering impatiently.

Uncle Reckless is most annoyed by subordinates who ask him questions but don't provide solutions. Isn't this just looking for trouble?

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Enel, who was in charge of supervising the construction of the Megatron from the beginning to the end, seemed to remember something. It was one of the sea legends he had inadvertently heard from the chief shipbuilder Tom.

According to legend, those ships that have been poured with countless efforts and sincerely loved by the crew have a very small chance of giving birth to a ship spirit unique to this ship during the voyage.

"Damn it... Could it be that our ship has a soul?" Enel, who was jumping in his thinking, had actually found the truth behind the supernatural event without knowing it.

Sakaski was obviously taken aback, looked carefully at the fortress in the air with the obvious tonnage of his father's panel under his feet, and asked in disbelief:

"Then you mean to tell me that even the ship's belt system has produced an AI consciousness? Vegapunk doesn't dare to make this up for me!!"

"A hypothesis... I also think it's too nonsense." Enilu didn't know what to think, obviously a little guilty, and quickly changed and ended the topic.

【If the ship spirit is true, then... the Megatron probably didn't hear my words...】

If it is known by the big guys that the whole army is almost in danger because of his cheap talk for a while, Ai Nilu feels that he may be hanged by President Sa as a street lamp.

After several rounds of discussions, the crowd failed to come up with a reason, and this group of efficiency supremacists had no choice but to put aside their doubts for the time being, and focus on how to deal with the next movement of Whitebeard and others.

Returning to the office alone, Sakaski, who planned to reorganize his thoughts and report this strange incident to Sengoku, fell into deep thought.

As a leader, his subordinates can attribute strange events to ghosts.

Only he, Sakaski, must keep a clear head at all times, and restore such strange things again from the perspective of logical thinking.

If it wasn't for the ship spirit...then there must be outsiders playing tricks.

There is no doubt that all members of this Megatron are elite sailors selected from the headquarters and various legions.

Considering that this is a terminal weapon that requires a high degree of secrecy, every sailor must undergo several rigorous inspections before entering.

From background to combat experience, all flaws and ambiguities will be screened out.

Or, it was just like the impact of the impact ship before, in addition to those tenacious beasts landing, there were also a few enemy spies who were not discovered by the patrol team and the monitoring phone bugs in time.

"Is it a devil fruit?" After much deliberation, Sakaski could only come up with the slightly higher possibility of this hypothesis.

"Using the unknown superhuman ability to rewrite the control program of the main cannon in the midst of the chaos? Isn't that right? If it's a spy from the Black Sail side, why would they bombard themselves? It doesn't make sense at all!"

It's not that Sakaski doesn't want to admit the possibility of Chuan Ling, but rational thinking is equally important.

Unless, a third-party force intervenes. They want to annihilate the warring navy and pirates in one fell swoop and benefit from it.

[Is it the politicians from the world government who have become increasingly ugly recently? Or the revolutionary army who can't hold back their movements?]

While racking his brains, a cold female voice suddenly sounded in front of Sakaski's door.

"Mr. Akainu, your coffee."

"Put it somewhere." Sakarski replied casually, but in the next moment, his nerves were already tense.

The arrogance and arrogance I have practiced for many years is enough to easily cover most of the war platforms. Not to mention this small cabin, he could clearly perceive the ups and downs of breathing of the entire floor.

The woman with an unfamiliar voice was only a few meters away from him, and it was obviously not even a wall away from the door. Why was there no breath in front of the door under the sense of domineering and knowledgeable?

The crisp footsteps still followed Sakaski's instructions and moved slightly towards this side, getting closer and closer.

"The coffee has been placed on the coffee table next to the sofa for you. Please use it slowly, Mr. Sa, who is thoughtful and wise!" The voice is not very soft, and the calmness is intertwined with indifference, as if deliberately alienating people thousands of miles away .

But for some reason, Sakalski always felt that there was a hint of deep complaints and annoyance hidden in the compliments full of honorific words.

This female voice seemed familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember where it was.

Besides, he hasn't offended this kind of little girl who can't control her temper recently. This unequivocal resentment directed directly at him is simply inexplicable!

However, considering that the person behind him is an assassin, it is reasonable to have resentment.

After all, the explosion of the explosive rock was diverted by everyone's joint efforts, and all the personnel were not even slightly injured.

[This is undoubtedly not in line with the assassin's interests... I see, this makes sense. 】Your Excellency, who is fighting wits and courage with the air, thought about it.