One Piece Aizen Sosuke

"Ship, captain"

On the top of the mast, the sailor in charge of the lookout climbed down and reported, "A large number of ships were spotted in the sea ahead."

"vessel"

The man, who was unusually tall and wore a bull-headed helmet with one corner missing, squinted at the sailor whose legs were shaking helplessly and asked, "What kind of ship and how much?"

The sailor swallowed, his eyes full of horror.

"Yes, it's the sea area in front of the navy. There is a navy."

"Navy" the man sneered, "how many?"

"All, all"

The lookout's hand trembled twice, and then he suppressed his fear and finished speaking, "It's all."

To say that the navy's warships fill this vast sea area sounds like an exaggeration. However, just the psychological pressure caused by the warships in the field of vision has already made the watchman with no special abilities feel frightened.

"Captain, let's escape"

As the well-deserved overlord of this sea, the navy is rushing out, and one of their pirate ships cannot be an opponent at all.

"Don't say such useless words"

Without looking, he slapped away the watchman standing in front of him. The middle-aged man with a dark green beard laughed loudly at his extremely thin brother who was holding a mobile IV stand next to him.

"Look, brother. They are afraid. The world government and navy are afraid of me, the destroyer of the world."

After feeling proud for a while, he stopped laughing. Under the worried eyes of the short man, he was full of confidence and said, "Although it's a pity that the cannon hasn't been cast yet, it wouldn't be bad to send them to hell now."

He laughed and walked out of the captain's cabin, but did not notice the worry of the thin brother on his shoulder. The lookout hand fell in the corner. The original guilt and fear had turned into calmness.

Captain, he has gone crazy

Dozens of nautical miles away, countless white and blue naval flags are visible.

On the huge battleship headed by it, Zefa and Garp stood side by side, with an old-school lieutenant general behind him, and a dozen major generals. The scale was comparable to the Demon Slayer Order.

At this tense moment, Zefa suddenly thought of something, took out a phone bug, and dialed.

"receive."

On the frigate behind the side of the battleship, where the training camp is located, Aizen put away the phone bug and turned to a group of students who were already eager to try.

"Dauberman, Gumir, and Stoloberg, follow me to the main ship. The others are on standby, following Jonathan's command."

Facing a wave of instantly disappointed looks, Aizen's expression remained unchanged, "Jonathan, I'll leave this to you."

The young man nodded briefly and forcefully: "Don't worry."

After a few minutes.

When he saw the three students who were leading the way and had a strong aura, the old lieutenant general turned to Zefa with admiration and said: "Before, I didn't quite agree with you retreating from the front line. Now I see these young people. I really feel old.”

"Only fifty, in the prime of life, how can I be old?"

Garp patted his full belly and laughed, "I still want to stay in the Navy for thirty-four years."

The lieutenant general smiled and shook his head: "You think they are like two monsters like you and Sengoku. With such good physical fitness, I am two years older than that guy Sora. It's time to retire."

Marshal Kong is fifty this year, so he is four or five years older than Sengoku and Garp, who are the pillars of the navy today.

He waved to the boy with brown hair and brown eyes, "You are Aizen Sosuke, right?"

"Yes, Lieutenant General Andre."

Aizen bowed his head respectfully.

The lieutenant general patted the young man's strong arm, glanced appreciatively at Dauberman and others behind him, and said, "This is the future of the navy."

These old guys from the past era should have given way long ago.

"Behave well. The opportunity that the teacher gave you has been wasted."

To exterminate the pirates, their main ship would naturally bear the brunt. But the biggest competitors of this group of children, the dozen or so major generals, have returned to their respective frigates because of their duties.

"When they graduate and have their own warships, I won't bother to care about them."

Although he said this, Zefa still waved and asked Aizen and the others to pass.

The old lieutenant general, who knew that he was the calf protector, chuckled to himself but didn't say anything else.

Patting the railing, the current chief instructor looked proud, like a child showing off a toy: "How is it? It feels good, right?"

This huge warship cannot be promoted to the rank of lieutenant general. Just like those major generals before, they came up for a meeting and then had to go back.

It's indeed good. At least this place is more in line with Aizen's wishes than the unchanging and stubborn Seireitei.

The progress of civilization is always gratifying.

The young man opened his mouth and was about to say something when his face suddenly turned solemn and he turned to look ahead: "Here he comes."

Needless to say, several old-school generals present felt that powerful aura.

Garp clenched his fists and was quite eager to try: "The strength is not bad."

But remembering what Zefa had quietly discussed with him before boarding the warship, he turned his head and shouted, "Hey, Aizen, how do you feel? Can you take it?"

I should have shut up his bad mouth as soon as possible

Zefa covered his face in horror, but couldn't help but look at Andre's face secretly through his fingers.

The old lieutenant general chuckled, turned around and walked into the warship as if he hadn't heard anything, while beating his waist: "I'm getting older, so I'd better take a rest first."

With two general-level combatants dominating the battle, he, an old guy who is about to retire, has nothing to worry about. As for the plan of these two people, wouldn't it be great if the good guys from the Navy could take the credit?

Anyway, it wasn't him who had to explain to Xiaohe in the end.

"Hey, can't you tell me?"

Garp rubbed the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, "Well, that one just now doesn't count."

"Are you an idiot?"

With the enemy at hand, the two biggest combatants started arguing in front of the students. However, precisely because of this, the original tension of Gumil and the others also dissipated a lot.

"Soyousuke"

Dauberman lowered his head and expressed doubt in a soft voice.

"Don't worry about them."

Aizen didn't look back, just looked quietly in a certain direction.

what is he looking at

He had little connection with Aizen's inner circle, but that didn't stop Stoloberg from trusting the judgment of this boy who was several years younger than him.

Just like Dauberman and Gumil.

Soon, a small black spot appeared in his vision. After a while, it seemed to split into several.

Stoloberg even wondered if he was hallucinating after staring at one place for a long time.

However, Dauberman's uncertain words proved that he was not the only one who saw the black spot.

"That's a cannonball"

"Cannonball"

Those black spots

Tens of seconds later.

"It's a cannonball"

"Countless shells flew over"

"so big"

"Look for the Major General quickly"

"Quick, move the mobile fort quickly"

Countless panicked sounds rang out from different warships, and at the same time there were running sounds of varying severity. The gunners moved the turret, intending to use cannonballs to detonate it in advance.

A single cannonball was as big as a small dhow, and dozens or hundreds of them rushed towards us. Even the sky was covered, and it was so dark that no trace of sunlight could be seen.

Squeezing the handle of the knife tightly, Dauberman looked at the two generals who were quarreling with each other to show that they didn't care about anything, and asked the man next to him who was using the knife at the same time.

"A few knives"

"Cut it down and then talk about it"

Gumir, who was usually like a simple and honest big brother, didn't say any nonsense at this time. He jumped up and appeared in mid-air on moon steps.

Dauberman and Stoloberg followed closely.

That's right, cut it first and then talk about it

Single-sword style, double-sword style, many sailors with swords appeared in mid-air. The sound of shells exploding sounded one after another, and huge air waves in mid-air even raised the sea surface.

"This is the Momo Fruit. Both quality and speed have been doubled."

Standing steadily on the rocking warship, Aizen's windbreaker was blown by the waves of air.

"As far as juggling is concerned, this visual effect is indeed pretty good."

The young man tilted his head slightly and smiled at the man who appeared behind him at some unknown time.

"What do you think?

Captain of the Ward Pirates,

Bundywald. "

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