The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal

The G-8 Branch, also known as the G-8 Fortress, directly belongs to the Navy Headquarters and is located in the first half of the Great Route.

It is a large military fortress with a wide area, built from a valley surrounded by a lake on the sea.

Unlike those branches in Four Seas, the navy here is not much different from the navy in the headquarters, and there is no such thing as a three-rank lower military rank.

In other words, the navies of these G-series branches are actually the divisions of the Naval Headquarters to supervise the various areas of the Great Air Route.

Therefore, the overall person in charge here is the lieutenant general of the Navy headquarters, called the commander.

The task of the fortress, in addition to patrolling and cleaning up the pirates in the surrounding sea area, also has the duty of providing rest, treatment, supplies and repairing warships for the coming navy.

Therefore, there is a third title, Nabalong Base!

The G-8 fortress base has tens of thousands of permanent troops, 10 headquarters-class large warships that can carry nearly a thousand people, and 188 fort artillery pieces.

Arguably one of the largest naval forces near the Kingdom of Alabasta.

The weather was fine that day, everyone in the fortress carried out their tasks and work step by step, and some sailors on patrol even yawned occasionally.

This is also something that can’t be helped. In this sea area nicknamed Pirates’ Paradise, there are basically no pirate groups that will actively attack the fortress.

"Wow, the trials these days have really made the base lively!" A burly sailor yawned and laughed while carrying a musket.

"It's a pity that no one in our dormitory was selected." The skinny sea soldier standing at the front row of the queue sighed.

"Hmph, if I hadn't carelessly lost to that bastard Moses, I would be able to participate in the finals tomorrow!" The burly sailor said with a hammer on his chest.

The two sailors in front of them heard this, but they stopped talking. Everyone saw what happened that day.

What a slack, it was obviously Moses from Room 404 who unexpectedly became an 'Iron Nugget' and defeated him with absolute strength.

But the two of them won't say these words clearly, after all, the big man can't beat Moses, but it's okay to beat himself.

"It is said that there are a total of three quotas given by the headquarters, why did the commander say to select two people?" asked the brown-haired sailor standing in the middle of the queue and also carrying a musket.

"Oh, you just came this year, and you don't know that there is a monster in our fortress." The skinny sailor at the front continued to walk forward, turning around and smiling.

"The remaining places must be reserved for him."

"monster?"

"Well, a monster who has mastered all six naval styles at the age of seventeen!"

"It's so powerful, but why don't I say I've heard of it, I haven't even seen it?" The middle sea soldier looked at the back of the head of his comrade in front of him in surprise.

At this time, the big man behind him grinned and said, "Because the young master has been away from the fortress for more than a year, when you came, everyone had finished talking, so naturally no one mentioned him."

The sea soldier in the middle was in a very complicated mood, and he seemed to hear some confusing words again, young master?

But always asking questions makes me look so stupid.

So that monster refers to the young master? And Young Master, it should be the Commander's son, right?

"If the quota is reserved for the young master, I think most of the old people in the base will not object." Zhuang Shuo Haibing sighed.

He is still working hard on the iron block until now, it is hard to imagine what kind of state he has practiced all six styles three years ago!

"And the young master is still a capable user... Hey, what is that?"

Just when the sea soldier at the front wanted to continue to say something, he suddenly felt something moving above his head, and subconsciously looked up.

They found a black spot falling at high speed under the blue sky and white clouds. After a while, the three people discovered that it was a small sailboat.

At the same time, many people in the fortress have discovered the situation in the air.

Soon, the shrill siren sounded, alarming everyone up and down, including Lieutenant General Cornell, who was enjoying his lunch in the office.

Just when the knife and fork in his hand stopped, after a burst of hurried footsteps and knocking on the door, the door was pushed open by his adjutant.

"What happened?" The lieutenant general casually picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Commander, a ship flew down from the sky and landed in the inner lake of the fortress!" The adjutant reported loudly.

Lieutenant General Cornell raised his brows, secretly thinking that the words of flying down from the sky were interesting, and asked, "Is it a pirate?"

"I'm not sure yet, but there is no skull pattern on the sail, it's just an ordinary white sail." The adjutant replied.

At this time, there were familiar footsteps and knocking on the door outside again. The lieutenant general and the adjutant turned their heads to look over, and a sea soldier shouted after saluting.

"Report to the commander, sir, the young master is back!"

"Really!" Lieutenant General Cornell beamed with joy.

I saw him standing up directly and walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He clearly saw it from a bird's-eye view. He was standing on the deck of the boat, holding a child's son in his arms.

It's just that at this time they were surrounded by several warships and a dozen small boats full of sailors, and the artillery of the surrounding fortresses was also aimed at them.

"It's really that kid, who has been away for more than a year and finally wants to come back!"

Lieutenant General Cornell immediately turned around and walked outside the house after confirming, while at the same time giving instructions to the sailor.

"Inform Enid of this news, she has been nagging in my ear these days."

"yes!"

Just when the entire Nabaron Fortress was alarmed, Vidal, the instigator, was smiling awkwardly at the surrounding navy.

After recovering from the stimulation of the free fall, the little Enilu in his arms has been looking curiously at the huge warships and the even bigger mountain fortress in the distance.

Fortunately, Vidal was recognized immediately, and the tense atmosphere was instantly swept away.

Several generals wearing the cloak of justice disappeared from the warship, and then appeared on the deck of the boat in the blink of an eye.

"You're back, I thought you couldn't catch up!" One of the blond-haired men laughed familiarly.

"Yes, tomorrow is the last day of the trials." Another general said while looking at little Ainilu.

"The trials are nothing, with Vidal's strength there is absolutely no need for this." A general with two long knives on his waist retorted.

"What I'm worried about is that if you don't come back next year and miss the day to gather at the headquarters, you will be in big trouble."

"It's one thing not to need it, but it's another thing not to participate. There have been many recruits this year, but not all of them know Vidal's strength." The former general shook his head and said.

"What are you afraid of? If you don't accept it, just fight!" the officer with double knives snorted coldly.

"Even we are not Vidal's opponents, what are those guys who have just practiced one or two six-styles?"

Hearing what they said, Vidal also understood what was going on, after all, it wasn't that he had no contact with his family this year.

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