Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.

Ballroom.

Journalists and guests exchanged valuable information with each other.

Darren was standing in a corner of the banquet hall away from everyone with a glass of red wine in his hand and a military phone bug in his hand.

"They're all here? That's good."

"I said you are too easy-going. Leave all the work to me and enjoy yourself in the headquarters..."

The flying squirrel seemed to hear the lively atmosphere on Darren's side and muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Darren smiled and said:

"I do this out of trust in you."

The military phone bug comes alive with the flying squirrel's eye-rolling expression.

Darren smiled and said:

"By the way, that fishman boy named Jinbei is very outstanding. You should train him well."

"I will come back when I have time."

Over there at the phone bug, a secret port in the North Sea.

The flying squirrel pressed his hands on a huge device similar to a socket, and a steady blue current was continuously poured into it.

Hearing Darren's words, his expression was a little surprised.

There are only a handful of young people who can be rated as "excellent" by Darren.

Even the original Doflamingo was not able to get such high praise from Darren, a guy with eyes higher than his head.

"OK, no problem."

Out of trust in Darren, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Then I'll get busy here first."

After hanging up the phone, the flying squirrel slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He looked at the instrument panel in front of him. The battery bar chart was filling up quickly, and soon reached the "100%" level, and then he released his hands.

"Charged! Ready to set sail again!"

A navy soldier shouted loudly with a solemn expression.

As soon as the words fell, two hundred navy soldiers with guns and ammunition walked out quickly, and quickly boarded the cold warship with an exaggerated shape and a metallic luster in a strict discipline.

If you observe carefully, you can see that each of them is equipped with various advanced technological weapons.

Leg armor equipped with accelerators, light armor made of high-toughness materials, high-frequency current guns, melee sabers made of high-hardness alloys...

The total price of a complete set of combat equipment has exceeded 5 million Baileys!

These are the most elite troops of the North Sea Navy.

Having received high-intensity professional training, with excellent military qualities, and equipped with this series of technological weapons... each of them has a combat effectiveness comparable to that of a naval officer.

As for such core combat soldiers, each air force ship is equipped with a full two hundred.

In other words, the "cost" of naval soldiers alone on a warship exceeds 1 billion Baileys!

This does not include the modification, maintenance and repair costs of each air force ship itself!

Astronomical figures.

Today, each warship of the North Sea Air Fleet is equipped with three heavy laser cannons, 10 conventional heavy artillery pieces, 200 technologically armed elite soldiers, and 1,000 conventional soldiers...

There are a total of fifteen flying air force ships, from ship No. 1 to ship No. 15. The total cost of maintenance alone in one year exceeds 2 billion Baileys!

The flying squirrel raised his head and looked at the behemoth that slowly sailed out of the port and then gradually lifted into the air under the propulsion of the power engine. His eyes were filled with indescribable pride!

This is the foundation of the North Sea Fleet!

Using the 321 branch base as a training base, the elites selected after extensive screening will join the air fleet.

15 warships, with a total number of more than 20,000 people... With such strong ships, powerful guns and well-trained soldiers, they can exert an overall combat power that is not inferior to the navy headquarters' 50,000-person fleet!

Even in terms of mobility, strategy and stealth, it is countless times better!

With such a brilliant and powerful fleet in hand, Darren and himself directly divided the North Sea into 150 areas. Each flying warship was responsible for patrolling 10 of the areas, completely blocking this sea area.

Anyone who dares to disobey the rules will be killed!

"It's just that the size of the fleet cannot continue to expand in a short period of time."

The flying squirrel murmured softly as he looked at the steel battleship disappearing into the distant sea of ​​clouds.

After all, the North Sea is not as wealthy as the Great Waterway. They have spent almost all the financial resources of the North Sea to build such an aerial fleet, which has reached the limit of their financial resources.

Unless the level of taxes is further increased, or the countries in the North Sea are forced to "pay tribute."

But this will undoubtedly not work.

Further raising taxes is an attempt to catch even the most sluggish water, which is unhelpful to the situation and even more unhelpful to the people.

As for coercing the countries in the North Sea to "pay tribute", this is asking for trouble.

The North Sea Fleet's smooth and rapid development in this sea area largely depends on Darren's ability to balance the interests of the country, nobles and civilians.

Once this stability is broken, it will definitely lead to unimaginable political backlash, and even cause the world government to be vigilant.

In addition, the flying squirrel felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

With his current level of development of the Thunder Fruit, maintaining the daily cruising energy consumption of 15 warships has almost reached the limit.

If there were more warships, he would be unable to hold on.

This is why Darren began to plan an underwater combat force.

——The fishmen troops are cheap.

only……

"If this continues, I will really lose every drop..."

The flying squirrel shook his head to dispel his inner thoughts. Looking at the warships lined up in front of him waiting to be "charged", he felt like crying.

In the pity and sympathy eyes of the surrounding navy soldiers,

He puffed up his chest and walked towards the huge socket again with dignity.

It was as if he was rushing to his own battlefield.

…

Putting away the military phone bug, Darren took a sip of red wine, looking satisfied.

I have to say that Flying Squirrel is indeed very talented.

Because of the affairs of the King's Shichibukai system, I haven't been back to Beihai for nearly half a year.

Regarding the development of the North Sea Fleet, it is limited to overall planning and daily listening to flying squirrel reports.

But even so, the rapid development of the North Sea Fleet was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

Is it worth investing all the financial resources in the North Sea to build 15 flying battleships?

Also, can this air fleet exert its combat power in line with its value?

Even Darren himself doesn’t have good answers to these questions.

But if you don’t spend money in your hands, it’s just a pile of waste paper.

At least in the long run, I have a team of my own.

Beihai is also impregnable because of this.

Darren took out a cigar, lit it in his mouth, and looked around the banquet hall.

Looking past the Sengoku general who was blushing while chatting with a large group of reporters, he quickly found the figure sitting at the dining table eating a lot of food.

He walked over slowly, sat opposite the man, pushed aside the pile of dinner plates in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Barrett, do you know what the Roger Pirates are doing recently?"

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