I summon the shadow army in Pirates.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

In the canteen, Veroch quickly finished a pile of food, and then shouted to the canteen staff in a slightly rough voice.

"Yes, right away."

A dozen chefs in costumes began to work anxiously, and then quickly delivered the prepared food on small carts.

With his thick arms, Veroch grabbed a piece of barbecue and began to bite it.

The food is quickly destroyed by the bite of its sharp teeth and the continuous swallowing of its Adam's apple.

The surrounding navy were a little surprised.

I didn't expect that a person with such a big appetite would appear here.

Veroch ignored the strange expressions of others and continued to wolf down his food, as if he were a starving ghost at the bottom, only interested in food.

However, when he ate a piece of sandwich, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Too bad to eat!"

"How could there be such terrible food!"

Veroch shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in the restaurant.

For a moment, the cafeteria fell into silence, and most people's eyes were attracted.

Then, everyone saw Veroche's thick arm wave, and he directly pushed the plate of three prepared dishes to the ground.

Boom!

The sound of the dinner plate falling to the ground was particularly loud in the silent cafeteria.

Everyone looked at Veroch in confusion, wondering why he was so angry.

Dasqi looked at the damaged food on the ground and thought of the suffering people who couldn't even afford ordinary food because of the pirates' plunder.

A surge of anger instantly surged into my heart.

Dasqi stood up and accused Veroch: "You're going too far! Even if you think the sandwich tastes bad, you can't waste food!"

Daschi also ordered a sandwich, which she had just tasted, and it tasted pretty good.

Veroch found it unpalatable, perhaps just because of his personal taste.

The rest of the navy who were eating couldn't help but be surprised. They didn't know why Dasqi dared to interfere with the affairs of the navy lieutenant colonel.

Ok?

After hearing Dusqi's accusation, Veroch's face sank, and he looked disdainful after seeing that Dusqi was just an ordinary naval soldier.

"The sandwich is the most disgusting thing in the world. I couldn't eat it, so I threw it away. Is there a problem?"

"Besides, you are just a Marine Corporal, are you qualified to correct me?"

In the Navy.

The following are very serious problems.

Veroch's question made Dasqi not know how to answer, so she could only insist on speaking.

“No matter what, it’s wrong to waste food!”

Listening to Dasqi's self-righteous words, a suppressed anger rose in Veroch's heart, and after seeing Dasqi's damn blue hair, his anger became even more uncontrollable.

Veroch said angrily:

"I'm the naval lieutenant colonel of the G5 branch! You can eat whatever you want for breakfast. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. You have no control over it!

If you feel uncomfortable, you can challenge me vocally, but do you dare? "

"you you……"

Dasqi was suddenly speechless. Although she was angry, she was self-aware.

She was just a corporal in the navy, and her swordsmanship was not that great. There was no way she could defeat the naval lieutenant colonel in front of her.

Therefore,

Challenge or something, should she...

"Lieutenant Colonel Veroch, right? If you don't mind, I'd like to challenge you."

At this moment, Coles stood up from his seat and spoke clearly, putting Dasqi out of his current embarrassing situation.

As a marine from Rogge Town who came to participate in the elite training camp, it was naturally impossible for him to watch Dasqi being bullied by the opponent.

What's more, Dasqi is still his subordinate navy, and he will not protect it.

Who takes care of it?

Swish swish!

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone present fell on young Coles.

The onlookers of the navy were a little puzzled. How did this man have the confidence to challenge Veroch?

You know, this is a fierce man from the G5 branch of the New World Navy!

The G5 branch of the navy is an organization located in the second half of the Grand Waterway. The navy in the G5 base is a strange navy. These people seem to be more like pirates.

They basically do not obey the orders of the Navy Headquarters, and they also behave very badly. They will brutally kill pirates and so on.

Moreover, didn't the young navy hear the conversation between them just now?

Veroch is a Devil Fruit user, and he also killed a pirate with a bounty of 50 million, so why would he dare to show his face?

Confused, the group of pirates watching began to discuss among themselves in low voices.

"Who is who?"

"It seems to be a navy from the East China Sea. I don't know which branch it is."

"His military rank seems to be major, but since he came from Sihai, he is probably only a second lieutenant in the headquarters!"

"Why is he so confident?"

After hearing what Coles said, Veroch had an evil smile on his face.

Immediately, he began to loosen some of the muscles and bones in his fists and feet, making a grunting sound.

"Okay, I've just finished eating and want to do some combat exercise."

"I accept your challenge."

……

Naval Headquarters Tower.

Superstructure.

In the large conference room on the first floor, there was a group of naval vice admirals sitting in it, and the one sitting on guard was Sengoku.

Garp, who has white hair and a strong body, is sitting next to him.

The slogan "Absolute Justice" is printed on the wall, which is the Navy's program.

At this time, Garp was leaning his head on the chair as if no one was there, raising his head, and his nose bubbles were rising and falling slightly with the sound of snoring.

The surrounding vice admirals basically folded their arms and remained silent.

After all, Lieutenant General Garp is a veteran in the Navy, so it is still not appropriate for them to speak.

"Hey, Garp! Wake up, this is not a place for you to sleep."

When Warring States saw that the person they had been waiting for had not arrived for a long time, and when he saw Garp's appearance, he couldn't help but growl impatiently.

In the roar of the Warring States Period.

The elderly Garp also woke up from his light sleep, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he touched the back of his head with his hand in embarrassment.

"Ah, I accidentally fell asleep!"

Subsequently,

Garp took out a bag of donuts from somewhere and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ka Ka Ka!

The soft sound of the donut being crunched was clearly audible in the quiet conference room.

Simultaneously,

Garp’s voice of inquiry also spread.

"Is Zefa not here yet?"

Warring States looked solemn and said.

"Not yet. After all, I have encountered something like that before. Although he has recovered now, I am not sure whether he will come."

Hearing this, the naval vice-admirals present could not help but fell silent and did not say a word.

Today's meeting was held for this year's elite training camp, and the purpose was to determine the chief instructor for this training.

Originally, General Zefa had always been the chief instructor of the elite training camp.

But five years ago, due to a mistake in judgment, Zefa's trainee ship was attacked by the pirate Edward Weibull.

The beloved students he taught at that time, except for Ain and Binz, were all killed, and Zefa's right arm was also seriously injured...

Although it has now been restored.

But no one is sure whether he will continue to serve as the chief instructor.

In the long wait of everyone.

Time passes gradually.

Finally, at a certain moment, the sliding door of the conference room was opened. This movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

A tall man,

An old navy man with a broad chest and purple hair,

Walking into the conference room with steady steps.

As his entire body is revealed, it can be seen that the old man only has one arm.

As for the broken arm,

It has now been replaced by a huge, cold and hard mechanical arm.

"Sorry for being late."

Zefa wore a justice navy coat and slowly came to the position opposite Sengoku.

"Mr. Zefer!"

Immediately, except for Lieutenant General Karp, almost all the other vice admirals present sent greetings to express their respect.

As the chief officer of the military academy for more than 20 years, Zefa has taught many naval generals over the years.

The current three most powerful generals in the Navy Headquarters were all his former students.

Therefore, Zefa's status in the navy is extremely high, and it is normal for him to be respected by these navy vice-admirals.

As for Warring States and Garp.

They were all sailors who joined the navy at the same time as Zefa. As old comrades who had fought bloody battles, they were naturally not so polite.

"Zefa, I thought you wouldn't come. Do you still want to be the chief instructor of the military academy?"

Warring States stared at this former old comrade and asked with a hint of emotion in his voice.

As the words of the Warring States Period were exported.

The Vice Admirals present immediately fell into silence, quietly waiting for Zefa's answer.

The same goes for Cap.

After his family member was killed by pirates last time, Zefa resigned from the position of admiral, but was retained by his superiors, retained the rank of admiral, and became the chief instructor of the naval academy.

But after his beloved students were massacred by pirates, can he still hold on to his position as chief instructor?

Everyone is waiting quietly for the answer.

Zefa's hairstyle has changed since the accident five years ago.

He also wore a pair of black sunglasses, making it difficult to see his specific eyes.

Faced with the inquiries of the Warring States Period.

Zefa also began to answer at this time.

"Before coming here, I had always been thinking about whether I should continue to be the chief instructor."

Then, Zefa stretched out his left hand and stroked his cold mechanical right arm,

"I am already seventy years old. At this age, it is actually time for me to retire, but I am really not willing to retire like this."

He looked out the window,

That old face gradually showed pain and perseverance.

"I don't want my last thoughts after leaving the Navy to be so miserable.

I don’t want to dream about corpses all over the warship every time I wake up.

I do not want,

The proud students I taught at the end could not even say "Teacher Zefa".

So, here I am.

After this year, I will step down as a bishop, and this will be the last class of students I teach.

Because I don’t want to have any regrets! "