The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal

In the sea area nearly ten kilometers away from the G-3 branch, the crawler warship and an ordinary warship were moored side by side, but the patterns on their sails were indeed the same, they were all a long Skull with golden hair.

"Mr. Zangjing is dead?"

The gentleman in a blue robe held a black bow and stared directly at the distressed Dutch beans in front of him, his tone was more puzzled than surprised.

"Yes... yes, I saw Mr. Zangjing die at the hands of a young navy with my own eyes. His body was rotted into a pool of mud by a bunch of green mushrooms!"

Snow Pea looked towards the direction of the G-3 branch with lingering fear, his body trembling slightly, and secretly said: "Fortunately, I run fast, otherwise it's probably more ominous now..."

But he didn't realize that the gentleman in front of him was still full of doubts.

It's just that when I thought that I didn't have the life card of the Buddhist scriptures on me, I couldn't question it much, so I nodded solemnly.

"Let's go back first! By the way, tell me about the young navy who'killed' Mr. Zangjing."

"Okay, okay!" Snow Pea nodded repeatedly.

Although he and this one are both the leaders of the Flying Pirates, and they have similar status on the surface, but in actual relationship, they are still divided into superiors and inferiors.

In the final analysis, it is naturally all because of strength!

As the sea-going ship sailed again under the hard work of his subordinates, the gentleman took a deep look at the location of the G-3 branch, turned around and walked into the cabin with the dutch beans.

He was very curious about what kind of young navy could defeat or even kill Mr. Zangjing?

On the square of the G-3 branch, the bottom-level sailors were clearing the battlefield under the command of the middle-level captains, and by the way, escorted the remaining pirates.

On the other side, Vidal was lying on the soft plant sofa with a tired face, quietly looking at the dark clouds above his head that were no longer raining, being gradually torn apart by the golden light beam, his eyes were full of complaints and helplessness.

"This stupid new world climate is really annoying. After fighting and killing, the sun wants to come out. What did you do before?!"

But this incident also reminded him that he should think of a way to solve the problem of relying too much on sunny days. He can't be oppressed by this damn dark cloud all his life, right?

But this kind of thing is not so easy to think of, just at this moment a sound of heavy footsteps approaching.

Vidal squinted his eyes and looked up, and said with a smile: "Sakaski,

You have worked hard, sit down and rest for a while. "

As he said that, he did not see any special movements, such as clapping his hands, snapping his fingers, another green sofa would automatically grow on the opposite ground.

This sofa is actually a kind of plant in the Boing Islands called a bed-hopping plant. It looks like a water bed filled with liquid. The surface elasticity is quite amazing. If it is used to defend against most blunt attacks, Things like cannonballs...

Having said that, the name Jumping Bed Flower was given by the future Usopp, and he didn't bother to come up with a new name and used it.

Usopp hasn't been born yet, so it can be regarded as the plant name he gave first, and it's useless if he refuses to accept it.

【boom】

Sakaski was not polite, and sat down on his buttocks. Seeing his calm appearance, he thought it was cool. Who knows how many of the three or four thousand pirates were swallowed by the magma.

"You've done it again this time."

"It's useless to make meritorious deeds. It's impossible for me to get promoted in a short time." Vidal was half lying on the sofa and casually returned.

"That's the leader of the Air Pirates!" Sakaski looked at Vidal suspiciously.

"It seems that the weight is big, but compared with my previous promotion speed, it is not enough weight."

Vidal let out a long sigh.

It's not that the Tibetan scriptures are not good, but that he is too young and excellent, and a single Tibetan scripture is enough to put a gap between his teeth.

"You also killed two crew members of the Roger Pirates!"

Sakalski still thinks that Vidal is likely to be promoted to lieutenant general this time. To put it bluntly, no lieutenant general except Garp can match the military exploits of his old classmate.

As for Lieutenant General He, he was more inclined towards managers and was out of his consideration.

"It's still not enough. Unless I kill or capture Raleigh alive, it's useless even if I capture Jabba."

Vidal shook his head, secretly lamenting that although Sakaski was a few years older than himself, his political literacy was still too poor.

"It's only been two years since we graduated from Teacher Zefa's special training camp, and I'm already a major general."

"If I get promoted to lieutenant general again this time, it's too outrageous. Think about it in another way. I'm a high-level executive and won't let me be promoted to lieutenant general so quickly. I'll have to wait at least two or three years."

But he is also very curious now, how Marshal Kong and the five old stars above will solve this big problem.

After all, the combat exploits of the Tibetan scriptures and the crew of the Roger regiment cannot just pass away, and there must be some performance.

While thinking, he made two wooden cups and a juicer for himself and Sakarski, and then spawned three fruit trees beside him, full of mangoes, bananas, and grapes.

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He is quite proficient in this set of operations now, and it can be called smooth and smooth. Sakaski is not surprised, and took a sip of Vidal's full grape juice.

"Major General Vidal, General Sakaski, I wonder if we can have a drink?"

At this time, Lieutenant General Clow and Lieutenant General Wright finished their work on the battlefield, and walked over with a dozen marines with smiles on their faces.

Vidal looked up, good guy, all generals, not a single colonel!

Of course, most of them were brought from the fleet by themselves, but in the final analysis they still directly belong to the G-3 branch.

This scene made him very happy, and he sat on the sofa and greeted him warmly.

"Come, come, welcome!"

At the same time, I made a few jumping beds, flower sofas, matching coffee tables, wooden cups and so on.

"Thank you, I've wanted to get to know the 'Green Bull' and 'Red Dog' of our navy headquarters for a long time!"

Lieutenant General Wright seemed to have a more active personality, and sat down on the sofa next to Vidal, chatting and laughing.

At the same time, all the brigadier generals and major generals sat down, and all the generals present gathered around Vidal.

Although this place is a bit strange, next to the battlefield covered with blood and water, but everyone is a professional soldier and doesn't care about it.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hearing Lieutenant General Wright's compliment, Vidal laughed boldly, picked up the juicer and filled it with juice in the attitude of a master.

"Our 'Green Bull' and 'Red Dog' have only come out for a few days, but your 'Holy Light Sword Hero' has been circulating in the sea for more than ten years."

"There is also the name of Lieutenant General Kuro, I have heard of it from Mr. Sengoku!"

"Hey, I'm ashamed of the Warring States General..." Lieutenant General Clow's face became bitter, and Vidal also had some simple understanding of this.

This Lieutenant Admiral Clow once had a period of brilliance. Back then, with his extraordinary military exploits and strength, he was once known as the strongest lieutenant general under Naval Karp. Even Teacher Warring States nominated him as a replacement general. It is said that the code name is It is proposed to be 'Golden Ni'.

But who knew that this lieutenant general, who everyone thought had a bright future at the time, was unable to break through the level of armed arrogance to the outside level for a long time, and he did not make any progress in swordsmanship. Nomination expires at forty years of age.

But even so, Lieutenant General Clow became the adjutant commander of the G-3 branch. After all, Karp is not a person who has the patience to deal with various affairs.

In the past two years, Karp has practiced boxing in the mountains and he is also the temporary commander of the G-3 branch. It can be seen that his qualifications and strength are deeply trusted by the people above.

"By the way, Lieutenant General Clow, Lieutenant General Wright, and everyone here, do you all have famous knives?"

Suddenly, Vidal changed the subject with a smile, probably in order not to mention too much about Clow's regretful past.

"I have a batch of knives that are comparable to good knives. Are you interested?"