The special training mission of this training camp is to eradicate a group of underworld forces called the "Bato Club" entrenched around Rogge Town in the East China Sea.

According to the information, in just a few years, under the leadership of its leader "Bartolomeo", the Bartol Club quickly annexed the underground forces in many towns in the East China Sea.

Now it has become one of the largest underworld forces in the East China Sea.

Of course, in the face of such a huge organization with possibly tens of thousands of members, it is naturally difficult to uproot it with an elite training camp of a hundred people.

They only need to capture "Bartolomeo", the leader of the Bartol Club, and other departments of the navy will naturally take care of the rest.

Most of the information provided to Nuolan and others is information about this target.

"Bartolomeo..."

Nuo Lan looked at the ferocious face with a sinister smile on the document in her hand and couldn't help but frown slightly.

It seems...somewhat familiar?

Maybe it was a character who appeared in the original plot after he escaped from the trap?

Subconsciously, he became more vigilant.

Although the information provided by the headquarters has roughly pointed out the opponent's combat strength.

He's just an ordinary person with some strong physical skills and spear skills.

The overall strength, calculated in terms of pirates, is only around 20 million to 40 million in bounty.

He is not a devil fruit user.

It is completely within the scope of one's own coping.

But since it can bring him a sense of familiarity, then the other party must have been portrayed at considerable length in the original work.

Its true strength may not be as simple as what the intelligence shows.

"You still have to deal with it with caution."

Nuo Lan secretly said.

After briefly scanning the intelligence information, he felt a little doubtful in his heart.

Roger Town is the place where the former Pirate King Gol D. Roger was born and executed, and is known as the "town of the beginning and the end".

And it is located near the entrance of the Grand Route, which has great strategic significance.

How could the Navy allow such a group of underworld forces to expand and develop around it?

If it were any normal official force in other worlds, the Bartol Club would not dare to be so arrogant.

With such detailed relevant information in hand, Nolan did not trust the intelligence department of the World Government and had no idea about the wanton expansion of the Bato Club.

Is it the inaction of the world government itself, or is there another hidden agenda?

He couldn't understand.

While Nolan was deep in thought, Tai Lung and Albert on the other side of the deck had a conflict.

"Before the operation officially starts, we can sneak around the target first, wait until we have collected enough information and are fully prepared, and then we will take action to capture him in one fell swoop."

Tai Lung, who had a short haircut and was stronger than a year ago, suggested with a cold expression.

"I don't agree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Albert on the other side of the deck stood up and objected.

"I think the information I have is detailed enough, and I don't need to spend more time lurking in depth. Not only will it increase the risk, but it will also make it easier to alert the enemy."

He stood in the middle of the deck, his slightly feminine face showing deep confidence.

"If you ask me, when you get to your destination, go straight to the leader of the thief and catch him off guard."

"With Bartolomeo's strength, I can easily win it alone."

Seeing Albert coming forward, Tai Lung raised his eyebrows slightly, and his body, which had been leaning back against the railing, couldn't help but straighten up.

"How can you be sure that the other party is unprepared?"

"If we don't detect the situation in advance, what if our identity is exposed during the mission and we face gangsters who far outnumber us?"

The two of them were fighting each other, neither giving in to the other.

There were also a group of students supporting each other behind him, and for a while it was hard to tell who was higher.

To say that this behavior is really for the safety of the students in the training camp, it is secondary.

After all, everyone knows that this kind of special training is not too difficult.

As long as you are careful, there will basically be no casualties.

The most important thing is to compete for the initiative and show your abilities to achieve higher settlement results.

Unlike Nuo Lan, whose usual performance alone was enough to leave everyone in the camp far behind.

The results of Albert and Tai Lung are evenly matched, and the final field training before graduation is likely to determine their final destinations in the future.

You must know that the Navy Base 261 where Nuo Lan was born, who also served in the Navy branch, and those bases starting with the word "g" on the Grand Route, are completely different in terms of salary and future.

Therefore, unlike the previous restraint, the dispute between the two intensified.

Half an hour has passed and there is no sign of fading.

It seems that if this continues, we will never reach a conclusion.

Albert and Tyrone, who were surrounded by everyone, turned their heads in unison and looked in the same direction.

In the corner of the deck, Nolan was sitting in the shadows chatting with Roy beside him. He seemed to have mentioned something interesting, with a smile on his face.

He was not affected by the tense atmosphere of the people in front of him at all, and even seemed a little relaxed and comfortable, just like a tourist out on a trip.

In fact, with the outstanding strength that Nolan has shown over the past year, now he can completely influence the students' action plans with just a casual word, as long as his words are reasonable.

Even if there are conflicts with the two people's proposals, with the prestige he has accumulated, I am afraid that a large number of students will be passive and support him instead.

But Nolan didn't do that.

Facing the eyes of everyone in front of him, he just smiled and waved his hand, indicating that they would make their own decision and no longer pay attention.

It's not that he doesn't want to take responsibility.

But Nuolan really felt that what they both said was quite reasonable.

He himself didn't think of any better plan.

It's totally not his style to forcefully stand up and show off.

On the other hand, Nuo Lan, who had already locked up the first place based on his usual results, and Roy, who had a strong family background, did not need a formal training to improve their final results.

Therefore, neither of them is very concerned about task leadership.

At the same time, on the other side of the deck, close to the cabin.

Gion folded his arms on his chest and stood quietly, his bright red eyes interpreting everything that happened on the field.

She hasn't said a word since the warship left the port of Marinefando.

The argument between Albert and Tyrone was completely expected by her.

Gion is also happy to see this happen.

Just like jade embedded deep in a rock shell, only the violent collision of thoughts can inspire and reveal those things hidden under the surface in front of her.

Although the plan proposed by the two people still had many omissions in her opinion.

But judging from the standards of students, it can be regarded as qualified.

only……

Gion's eyes wandered, and his eyes swept over Nolan in the far corner of the deck.

There seemed to be a fleeting touch of color on her gorgeous face.

This young navy man named "Nuo Lan", as a trainee in the headquarters training camp, is the most famous one in recent years.

His outstanding talent has already been vaguely circulated among the top brass of the Navy even before he graduated.

It is said that even the legendary figure "Black Wrist" Zefa, who has semi-retired, was full of praise for it.

This made her raise her expectations before coming.

It seems right now...

It's not that I'm disappointed.
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