Pirate: Hades!

The training camp is located inside the naval school, with a specially designated area.

Opening the door, you can see hundreds of elites waiting in formation on the brand new training ground.

No one whispered to each other, everyone held their heads high.

The overall momentum of the naval cadets who came from all over the world and other bases along the Great Line was in stark contrast to them.

This seems to be an invisible threat.

But the effect was very good, and it really shocked the new naval cadets like them.

"Hey! It's really scary, don't you think so, Sakaski."

Porusalino looked at the neatly arranged phalanx, and jokingly looked at Sakaski, who was still staring at the side even while walking, and joked.

Sakaski did not speak, wanting to follow the phalanx and join in, standing behind these naval forces.

Normally, this is how it should be done.

However, two figures passed by each side of the phalanx.

A young swordsman with a cross sword on his waist, a somewhat melancholy look on his face, and a smile on his face.

One of them crossed his arms and glanced at these navy elites indifferently.

The two of them walked directly to the front of the phalanx, found positions on the left and right, and stood in line with the phalanx.

With the two leaders taking the lead, young marines from other naval fortresses also followed behind them, all standing in front of the phalanx.

Sakaski turned around immediately. As a genius from the Beihai Navy Governor's Mansion, he was arrogant in his heart.

Adhering to military regulations does not mean that you do not know how to adapt.

Besides, he didn't get any instructions now.

Porusalino looked at this scene with a smile and followed Sakaski with his long legs.

After passing the phalanx, some students sneered at the naval cadets in the phalanx.

Their hearts were not at peace, and many students clenched their fists and gritted their teeth secretly.

I never thought that people from these small places would dare to do this.

There is never peace within the Navy, with a series of chains of discrimination.

Although it is not stated openly, it has always been there.

The first two people to stand up were naturally Cyric and Guliza.

Gulicha doesn't think too much about it. What he does must be in line with his own character and personality, so just be yourself.

Cyric, on the other hand, saw Gulicha's powerful behavior and cooperated tacitly.

If there was only Guli Chali, no one would follow.

But what about two people? Where are the three people?

After Cyric's move, Halken followed.

When he joined the navy, he never thought about creating a perfect character.

Major General Navas, who led them over, was a little surprised, but watched this scene with interest.

"It seems that the Navy Headquarters will also become lively next time."

Thinking like this, he walked forward quickly.

In the teaching building opposite the training ground, a tall man walked down, followed by naval instructors.

Major General Navas joined the queue.

The tall figure at the front attracted everyone's attention and was also watching them.

The scene that just happened had already fallen in his eyes.

In fact, this was expected by him and he didn't particularly care.

Even in the new barracks of the Navy Headquarters, there has always been such a problem.

I think that when young Garp came to the Navy Headquarters from the East China Sea, he also caused a lot of trouble in the recruit camp.

This is a bunch of thorns.

The same is true for the future of the Navy.

It is his job to teach them and train them into capable marines.

The recruit camp can only improve the military quality of recruits, but it is not enough to make them independent.

More needs to be improved in subsequent actual combat.

Admirals who grow up in this way will certainly have plenty of experience, but they will also take many detours without knowing it.

Zefa believes that this severely limits the growth of talents.

Including himself.

For the sake of the navy, he didn't want these young sailors to be like him.

His job is to lay a solid foundation for these young sailors so that their subsequent growth will be smooth sailing.

Although there are many, over two thousand.

But a few days ago, Zefa had read the personal files of these navy personnel one by one.

He has a certain preliminary understanding of them, but this is not enough. He needs to clearly understand the current situation of these navies and carry out targeted training.

To this end, he specially developed a potential testing plan.

According to a person's potential, there are five levels from the highest S level to D level.

A-class and S-class have the potential to become generals.

Class B and Class A have the potential to become lieutenant generals.

The lowest level, D, indicates the potential to become a brigadier general.

The division of thrones is not absolute and will definitely fluctuate, so it can only be said that it is within a period.

As for D-class, it is said that they have the potential to become a brigadier general, but in reality? Perhaps most of them can only be called school-level officers.

This plan actually refers to the World Government's selection system for CP agents.

Based on observations over a period of time, the training institutions affiliated with cp0 will classify the potential levels of the trained agents.

Every A-class, and even S-class agent is a target of competition for various world noble families of the World Government.

After all, strength represents the foundation and the right to speak, and there are actually many secret fights in the world government.

Everyone stood in awe, Zefa's arrival, the many young marines were still very proud, and all of them stood in military posture, which couldn't be more perfect.

It's different from before.

Moreover, the aura belonging to the strong swept in like a strong wind and enveloped everyone.

It was as if he was being targeted by a tiger.

"Ahem! Everyone!"

"I am your chief instructor Zefa. You are all the best talents in each sea area. Welcome to the Navy Headquarters."

"Here you will receive three years of my teachings, teaching you the power to protect justice and peace."

"I believe that as naval elites, you will not let me or yourself down."

"Everything is for justice!"

"Everything is for justice!"

Almost all the navy took the oath with passion and high spirits.

Regardless of whether he fell into that emotion or not, he followed Zefa and shouted.

Even Porusalino is no exception.

The chorus of shouts seemed to resound through the sky, and countless sailors turned their attention to the direction of the training camp.

These are the hope for the future of the Navy and the new force of justice.

At the top of Malinfando, a man with a resolute face and majestic momentum was watching this scene from a distance.

The seventy-six-year-old Navy Marshal "Cyborg" Kong looked at the sky and the sea, with a smile on his face.

"But first of all, I will give you three months to improve your strength as much as possible."

"After three months, the class division system will begin based on strength. Only two hundred people can enter the elite class and be taught by me personally. The rest will be assigned to eight other classes and be taught by them."

Zefa looked at the many students and motioned to the eight naval instructors around him.

After all, there is some strength.

Three months is the time to judge the quality and potential of these students in all aspects.

The judgment of potential is a complex project, and it cannot be judged just by using something like Tao Li.

In the Navy, strength speaks for itself after all.

The same goes for training camp.

These three months are also growth time for some students who are weak but have strong potential.

Human energy is limited, and it is impossible for Zefa to teach so many people personally.

Only the two hundred most outstanding people can be selected, which is equivalent to one-tenth.

Even two hundred people were still a lot for Zefa.

However, now that the navy lacks combat power, Zefa must cultivate as many talents as possible.

Who knows when the war will begin?

The Bundy Pirates didn't give up.

The Big Mom Pirates also continued to develop under the leadership of Charlotte Lingling's eldest son Typhon, expanding their territory and already threatening the trade routes in the early part of the New World.

As long as the Big Mom Pirates want to continue to expand, the trade routes at the front of the New World will definitely be targeted.

The west is too close to the red continent.

The eastern part is the territory of the Kingdom of Kronos and has been restricted. Therefore, in addition to expanding to the north, the Big Mom Pirates can only expand to the south.