Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

The strong wind stopped suddenly, and it came and went quickly.

The clear blue sky once again appeared before everyone's eyes, and the bright sunshine sprinkled down on Dorag's face with a soft smile, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Monkey, Monkey...you are from Vice Admiral Garp..."

Jiaji stared at Drago dumbfounded, with a funny expression on his face.

The well-known "hero" Garp, his biological son holds an important position in the Marine, and of course he knows this.

But unlike many generals stationed in the headquarters, the son of Vice Admiral Garp volunteered to perform cruise missions on the Grand Line, so Jiaji never met him.

Drago turned to look at him, smiled and said:

"This is Major Kaji from the headquarters, right? Although I often go on missions and are not in the headquarters, I often hear your name as a genius."

Jia Ji froze there when he heard the words, and then a look of "shyness" suddenly appeared on that scribbled face, and he covered his face with his hands and squirmed in place.

"Oh, geniuses are exaggerated by others. Dorag Rear Admiral is being polite."

Red hearts kept floating above Jia Ji's head, and he screamed excitedly:

'This is the son of the hero Garp! Son of a Marine hero, call me a genius! ! ! Hahahahaha! ! ! '

Drago smiled, and immediately looked at Gion with soft eyes:

"Gion, long time no see."

A peaceful smile bloomed on Gion's face:

"Long time no see, Brother Dorag."

As the "Second Generation" of Motobu Genzheng Miaohong, the two of them naturally have friendship.

Darren on the side looked at this scene, and the corner of his mouth curled up with interest.

This is the first time he has seen such a heartfelt smile on the face of this chick in Gion. I have to say that Dorag, the future leader of the revolutionary army, does have his unique personality charm.

Drago looked at the flying squirrel again, his eyes full of affirmation:

"Then if I'm not mistaken, this person should be Darren Commodore's right-hand man, the deputy base chief of the North Blue 321 branch, Major Flying Squirrel, right?"

Facing Drago's sincere and sincere smile, the flying squirrel was a little uncomfortable for a while, nodded and said in a muffled voice:

"Yes, Dorag Rear Admiral."

He raised his hand in a standard military salute.

Dorag laughed and said:

"Don't be too polite, you and I are colleagues, there is no need to pay attention to these things."

"By the way, I have to congratulate you in advance. The commission letter from the headquarters has been issued... From today onwards, you will be the highest officer in charge of North Blue Marine military affairs, Colonel Flying Squirrel."

As he spoke, he waved.

On the docked warship, a well-trained Marine jumped off the deck, ran forward neatly, and respectfully handed a document into Drago's hands.

"Dorag Rear Admiral."

Drago took the file with a smile,

"Trouble, Filmer."

The young Marine soldier named Filmer was taken aback when he heard the words, then looked at Dorag with admiration and fanaticism, and clenched his fists in excitement.

I just joined the warship of Dorag Rear Admiral two days ago, and I have never had any communication with the latter. There are hundreds of crew members on the warship... But under such circumstances, Dorag Rear Admiral clearly Remember your name!

Drago solemnly handed over the letter of commission to the flying squirrel.

"Congratulations, new North Blue Admiral... Colonel Flying Squirrel."

The flying squirrel took it with both hands, and said in a deep voice:

"All glory... to justice!"

The two saluted each other at the same time.

Then Drago turned around, looked at Darren with deep eyes, and smiled:

"Darren Commodore, my warship needs a little time to resupply, and there is still a little time before departure, shall we chat?"

Darren laughed,

"Of course not, Dorag Rear Admiral."

This suits him.

Even if Drago doesn't look for him, he still wants to chat with the leader of the revolutionary army who will make waves on the sea in the future.

After all, this is the Drago of the Marine era!

Darren was indeed curious,

What kind of person was Drago in his youth? What is your attitude towards the government? Uphold what kind of justice?

At least it can be seen now that this guy, Dorag, does possess a natural affinity and leadership temperament.

Respect for subordinates, bright smile, patience and gentleness, modesty and peace, sincerity and sincerity, full of sunshine... It makes people feel trust and admiration.

Proper leadership style.

"This way please, Dorag Rear Admiral."

Darren raised his hand and smiled.

The two declined each other, and then walked side by side in the direction of the base chief's office.

"Hey, hey, Gion, have you noticed something..."

Jiaji quietly walked to Gion's side and said in a low voice:

"Those two guys... seem to have completely opposite styles."

Gion froze for a moment, subconsciously looked up.

I saw Darren and Dorag, who were similar in height and build, had already walked side by side to the front of the military fortress.

In a trance,

Darren on the left is in the shadow of a military fort, while Drago on the right is basking in the sun.

They talked to each other and laughed heartily.

But the cloaks of justice behind the two show different colors in the shadows and sunlight.

One left and one right, one black and one white.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei.

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at the same time.

A sea area of ​​the Grand Line.

A huge warship is breaking through the turbulent waves and moving steadily in a certain direction.

"Sengoku Admiral, according to the current speed, the warship will arrive at the headquarters in half a day."

The soldier reported with a serious expression.

"Well, the old man knows."

Sengoku is in a good mood.

In fact, he had never been in such a good mood.

The confidant enemy Byrnndi Waldo was defeated, and the rewards from the World government also came down.

Although the crusade against Byrnndi Waldo doesn't seem to have much to do with this Marine Admiral, the nominal leader of the action is indeed himself.

Five Elders, the highest authority in the world government, was very satisfied with the successful completion of this task, and encouraged himself to make persistent efforts. His words were full of expectations and expectations for Sengoku.

In addition, this trip to North Blue also opened up Sengoku's vision and ideas.

Regardless of the possibility of forming a flying fleet, the technological weapons carried on the North Blue fleet alone are enough to make Sengoku envious.

He can't wait to see what a spectacular scene it will be when the Naval Headquarters' elite fleet is equipped with such powerful cutting-edge weapons.

Thinking of this, the corner of Sengoku's mouth couldn't help evoking a smug smile.

He picked up the munitions price list presented by Darren in front of him, and while flipping through it, he murmured confidently:

"Isn't it just money... even the North Blue fleet can afford it, the dignified Naval Headquarters..."

The smile on Sengoku's face suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly stood up in a daze.

"--What!?"

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Thank you for everything.