Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Chapter 1 New Weapons

Three days later.

Branch 321, Military Hospital, Advanced Ward.

The blood-stained bandages were torn apart one by one, revealing fresh skin and flesh with a pinkish tint.

The muscular and angular body was full of male hormones, making the young nurse's face turn red and her mouth dry.

"Master Darren, now let me help you remove the cast from your arm."

The young nurse said softly.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

Darren smiled, lowered his head, and punched hard with both fists!

Snap!

As the fists were clenched, the muscles of the arms contracted and bulged instantly, shattering the plaster covering the arms and turning it into powder.

After moving his muscles and joints, Darren closed his eyes and enjoyed the care and cleaning of the nurse.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then Sengoku's figure opened the door to the ward and walked in with a smile.

"Boy Darren, have you seen the report in the newspaper? You are really famous now..."

Darren gave a military salute and said with a smile:

"None of this would be possible without your cultivation and trust, General of the Warring States Period."

As he spoke, he motioned to the nurse to leave the ward first.

Warring States laughed with satisfaction.

The same words are flattering, but I don’t know why they always sound so pleasant when said in the mouth of Darren.

"It seems that your boy is recovering well."

He looked up and down at the naval colonel sitting on the hospital bed. No, it should be the commodore, and said with a smile.

"It's not bad. I've been lying in bed for three days after all." Darren said.

The corner of Zeng Guo's eye twitched.

He shook his head and continued:

"Have you received all the notifications from the headquarters? The entrance ceremony of the officer training camp is in seven days."

Darren nodded.

"That's fine..." Warring States paused here, hesitating to speak.

Darren smiled and said:

"Admiral Warring States wants to ask me about the North Sea Fleet, right?"

This kid... is so smart.

Warring States complained secretly in his heart, slowly became serious, and said in a deep voice:

"Well, it does happen."

"Boy Darren, with your vision and military talent, you should be very clear about the significance of the North Sea Fleet model to the navy's strategic deployment."

"A naval fleet capable of flying into the air is enough to change the situation in this sea."

"Of course, you can rest assured that the forces in the four seas follow the principle of independent operation. The North Sea Fleet will still retain... The intention of the headquarters is to apply the model of the North Sea Fleet to the headquarters..."

Darren simply waved his hand and said righteously:

"There is no need to say anything, General of the Warring States Period. As long as I can contribute to the just cause, I will definitely cooperate unconditionally."

"Regarding the assembly configuration of the North Sea Fleet and the transformation of warships, I will make a clear list and submit it to you for review. If the headquarters has any needs, I will try my best to provide it."

"It's just that, General of the Warring States Period, I would like to remind you that the North Sea Fleet is in a special situation, and the price of weapons and equipment and warship modifications may be relatively high."

"Hahahaha, the cost is not a problem!!" Warring States laughed arrogantly, very satisfied with Darren's statement, and looked at the latter with more and more admiration in his eyes.

Look, this is the future star of the Navy.

It's not like that bastard Porusalino, who doesn't see anyone all day long and has no positive attitude at all!

"Then let's stop talking here."

Sengoku smiled and patted Darren on the shoulder.

"I admire you very much, Darren. After entering the training camp, you must perform well!"

He paused, as if remembering something, and lowered his voice:

"Well... when you graduate, you can become my adjutant!"

"...Today's weather seems to be very good, Warring States General."

A slow voice sounded at the door of the ward.

Zeng Guo's face darkened.

Darren looked weird.

I saw this guy Porusalino standing at the door of the ward without knowing why, leaning against the door frame, with his hands in his pockets, looking at Sengoku with a half-smiling expression.

The ward suddenly became very quiet.

Zeng Guo stood there stiffly, motionless, and Darren saw a few drops of cold sweat gradually forming on his forehead.

suddenly--

"Hey! It's me, I'm Sengoku!!"

Warring States suddenly took out a military telephone bug from his arms and shouted at it anxiously.

"What!? Such a big thing happened!? Okay!! I'll come back as soon as possible!!"

As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the ward, his back a little flustered.

Darren:…

Porusalino raised his finger and pointed at the Sengoku phone bug, and "reminded" with a smile:

"That... General of the Warring States Period, it seems that the phone bug communication is not connected..."

Warring States paused, then his expression changed, and he mumbled to himself:

"Is the signal bad?"

He gritted his teeth hard,

"Damn it, it happens to be such a critical time..."

As he spoke, his pace quickened a little, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Several black lines slowly appeared on Darren's forehead.

Porusalino smiled and walked into the ward immediately.

"It seems to be recovering well..."

"good."

Darren moved his somewhat stiff wrists and elbows.

Porusalino glanced at him, a strange light shining under his toad sunglasses.

"I really didn't expect you to hide it so deeply... The North Sea Fleet greatly exceeded my expectations."

Darren glanced at him and smiled:

"Major General Porusalino, just say what you want to say."

Porusalino raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"I was discovered by you..."

"Okay, okay, I do have something to tell you."

He spoke slowly, always feeling like he deserved a beating.

"The North Sea Fleet is indeed eye-catching, and flying in the air has great strategic significance, but haven't you noticed that even if it is equipped with the technological weapons of Germa 66, the North Sea Fleet's firepower configuration... is still not enough?"

Darren narrowed his eyes, subconsciously sat up straight and raised his eyebrows.

"Major General Porusalino...what do you mean?"

Porusalino said with a smile:

"The Navy is about to form a special scientific force, which will be mainly used to integrate the research results of the 'genius scientist' Dr. Vegapunk and apply them in actual combat to enhance the combat effectiveness of the Navy."

"Dr. Vegapunk, as a genius who is "500 years ahead of the world", has discovered some interesting patterns during the recent period...and based on this, he did some research and came up with a comparison Interesting weapon."

Darren suddenly became interested.

"You need to conduct field tests on this weapon to collect experimental data?"

"bingo."

Porusalino's sunglasses reflected a faint light.

He smiled half-heartedly and said:

"North Sea Fleet, are you interested?"

Darren asked, "What's the weapon?"

Porusalino raised an index finger.

"this."

On his index finger, a hot and destructive aura gradually rose.

Golden light gathers.

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