Pirates: Dark Smoker, never lose three times in a row

Time flies, years go by.

In a blink of an eye, Smoker has spent two busy and fulfilling years.

In a few days, he will become a formal private.

Two years ago, when Smoker just joined,

Because Cole was specifically told, everyone didn't know his previous "great achievements" and just treated him as an ordinary intern.

No discrimination,

No care,

and no expectations.

In this way, Smoker, wearing a seastone necklace, worked hard on the training ground with everyone.

Running, climbing, shooting, fighting...

Except for those underwater projects, everything else is included.

Because there are almost no devil fruits in the East China Sea.

So no one ever thought about it, just thought he was a landlubber.

For the first period of time, Smoker's performance was mediocre,

sometimes even worse than ordinary soldiers.

Cole was puzzled by this.

With this level, how did he catch those vicious pirates?

Is he hiding his incompetence?

There is no need...

And it doesn't seem like that from the look of tiredness and vomiting...

Cole was tactful and didn't ask more questions, just wait and see.

But soon everyone looked at Smoker with new eyes.

There was no way, Smoker trained too hard.

During endurance training, everyone ran 100 laps around the playground, but he ran 200 laps.

Even if he ran until he vomited and his limbs twitched, he had to crawl to the finish line.

During hitting training, others wore protective gear and hit sandbags.

He hit the stone with his bare hands, and didn't stop even when his hands were bleeding.

Such training intensity amazed other soldiers.

Some stubborn people who refused to admit defeat followed the training, but soon they couldn't bear it and gave up.

But Smoker persisted regardless of the weather.

After two years, Smoker's strength soared all the way, and he was considered the best in Base 161.

What made Cole even happier was that

Smoker's diligence also infected others.

Originally, after finishing the training, everyone either drank and went to the bar, or slept.

Now seeing Smoker working so hard, more or less consciously followed the extra training.

For a while, the training ground of the base was full of muscular brothers, and it was a scene of great enthusiasm.

As the lying navy stood up, the combat power of the base naturally soared.

The pirates who had to struggle to defeat were now dragged over and beaten.

Cole was naturally overjoyed.

This is all military merit and military expenditure! !

That day.

Smoker finished a day of training and collapsed on the training ground like a dead dog.

He was sweating all over, as if he had been soaked in water and fished out.

The most eye-catching thing was his hands. Although they were wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, blood could be seen faintly.

A red-haired female marine holding a cigarette and acting like a gangster came over.

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's so ugly, brother Smoker."

"Training should be done according to one's ability. If you become disabled, there will be no regrets!"

While saying this, he helped Smoker up with all his strength.

While talking, he happened to run into Cole who was off work.

Seeing Smoker's miserable appearance, Cole was also shocked.

"Smoker, what's wrong with you?!"

Seeing Cole coming over, the red-haired girl threw Smoker to him with a look of disgust.

"Overtraining. If it weren't for me, this kid would have to sleep on the playground tonight!"

"Since you're here, I'll leave it to you! It's your responsibility as the base commander to care about your subordinates!"

Cole seemed accustomed to the girl's attitude, and he didn't get angry, but nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, Bell-mère. Just leave it to me!"

Bell-mère waved her hand, turned around and left gracefully.

It turned out that the red-haired girl was Nami's adoptive mother-Bell-mère.

Cole helped Smoker walk towards the hut, chattering as he walked.

"Smoker, diligence is a good thing, but you are too reckless! Be careful that your body can't hold on!"

Smoker said weakly: "I know, but time waits for no one!"

Cole said unhappily: "You are still young, why are you in a hurry!!"

Smoker forced a smile and changed the subject: "Base Commander, I also want to go on the patrol mission tomorrow."

"You are like this and still go to sea?!"

"For me, it is easier to be at sea..."

"You...Okay, I really can't stand you. Remember to arrive at the dock on time. If you oversleep, I won't wait for you!"

"Oversleep? Don't underestimate me, bastard base

Chief!"

"You bastard, how can you talk to your boss like that!"

Cole helped Smoker back to the cabin, settled him down, and left.

When there was no one around, Smoker took off the seastone pendant from his chest.

Without the suppression of the seastone, Smoker felt a shock of spirit and his body was much more relaxed.

Then, a darkness emerged from his body, wrapping himself into a black cocoon.

Soon, the darkness dissipated, and all the injuries during training disappeared.

In the past two years, although Smoker has focused most of his energy on training, he has not fallen behind in fruit development.

Now he can not only absorb injuries with the Dark Dark Fruit, but also absorb pain and fatigue after training.

This is also the reason why Smoker has been able to practice beyond his limits over the years.

Smoker took off the bandage on his hand,

There was no trace of training on his fist.

After cleaning up for a while, Smoker lay on the bed, stretched out his palm, and a white ball appeared in the palm.

[I have accumulated a lot of damage recently, it seems that I need to find a few more pirates...]

The Dark Dark Fruit absorbs The collected materials can be stored for a long time, but the pain and fatigue must be borne by someone else, otherwise they will return to the original owner after a long time. Therefore, Smoker is very keen on going to sea. Capturing pirates everywhere and bearing the pain for himself. In fact, Cole found something wrong a long time ago. Every time Smoker caught a pirate, he was not injured much, but he cried for his parents... Every time Cole would warn Smoker righteously not to do it again. Smoker kept saying yes, but he still did his own thing. The two of them kept arguing for two years. The next day. Smoker was awakened by the seagulls delivering newspapers. When he looked at the time, there were only five minutes left before the departure. Smoker got up with a start, put on his clothes and rushed to the dock. On the dock, the warship was ready and could set sail at any time. Cole stood on the deck and said angrily: "Smoker, that kid, is late again! ! "

Bellmer came forward with a smile.

"Colonel, you saw what he looked like yesterday, why don't we go first~~"

Cole was about to nod.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the base, leaped high with one step, and landed steadily on the warship.

"Navy trainee Smoker reports!"

Cole's eyes twitched slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Return to the team!"

Then he shouted: "Set sail!"

"Toot..."

With the long whistle, the warship slowly sailed out of the naval port.

After sailing for a while, except for the helmsman and the lookout, everyone else was free to move.

Smoker had nothing to do, so he leaned against the ship's railing in a daze.

Bellmer, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked over with a few marines.

"Hey, brother Smoker, can't you practice? You don't know what to do?"

Smoker turned his head and glanced at them, laughing.

"Are you here to thank me for saving your life last time? I understand... You guys better do your best this time."

"Especially you, Odo, don't be scared to tears again."

A mustachioed marine next to Bell-Merce instantly blushed and jumped up and down and shouted.

"Damn Smoker, that was just an accident! I just got sand in my eyes!"

He refuted and glanced at Bell-Merce, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party had a calm expression.

"Ahahaha, don't mention the last time." Bell-Merce approached Smoker with a smirk on his face, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit it and took a deep puff.

"Brother Smoker, you are not a child anymore, come and try it? Smoker took a glance and found it was a good brand. But now he was not the heavy smoker of the original owner, and cigarettes were not attractive. "Forget it, I'm not interested..." "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the smell of this cigarette is not suitable for you, be careful that you will be single for the rest of your life with a strange smell in your mouth..." Suddenly, Smoker stopped talking and glanced at Belle-mère. Belle-mère felt uncomfortable being looked at and said angrily: "What are you looking at? ! ! " Smoker sighed, with a look of regret. "Nothing, I take back what I said just now. With your conditions, smoking or not has no effect..." Belle-mère was stunned at first, then he went berserk in an instant, and rushed up to tear Smoker apart. "Asshole Smoker, stinky brat! ! I'm going to kill you! ! " The marines who were traveling with her quickly grabbed her. "Calm down, fighting is prohibited on the ship! ! "

"It hurts, it hurts... Belle-mère, let go!!!"

"Smoker is kind-hearted... Aaaaaa!!!"

Several people hurriedly dragged Belle-mère away, and her roar could be heard from afar.

Smoker smiled and continued to turn his head

Look at the scenery.

Suddenly, a rapid alarm sounded on the ship.

The originally undisciplined navy rushed out of the cabin with weapons in hand, and they lined up in less than two minutes.

Smoker stood in the team, looking straight ahead, but he could not hide his surprise.

Although there were thousands of pirates, the sea was too vast.

During normal patrols, pirates might not be encountered in ten days or half a month.

Today, they opened their business as soon as they went out...

At this time, Cole asked his deputy beside him, "Major Barnard, what's the situation now?"

Major Barnard picked up a document.

"We just found a pirate ship chasing a merchant ship. It's the Gotha Pirates."

"They are notorious in the East China Sea. The captain is the 'no survivors' Gotha, and the bounty is as high as 17.3 million Baileys!"

"17.3 million Baileys?!"

Cole was shocked and immediately gave an order: "Follow them! Don't let them attack the merchant ship!"

"Yes!"

The helmsman turned the rudder into a gyroscope.

The warship rushed towards the Gotha Pirates like a sword out of its sheath.

In the team, Smoker also heard the information about the Gotha Pirates and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Another nemesis is taking the pain for him! !