The fierce sun is hanging in the sky, and white clouds form various shapes on the horizon, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing.
Climbing high and looking out at the endless blue sea, a huge warship hoists the seagull flag symbolizing peace and justice, and a large crane-shaped flag hangs high on the secondary pole.
This is a huge ship, like a giant riding the wind and waves on the sea, and there are countless gunfire fortresses around the hull.
There were also sailors patrolling the deck, in a strict and orderly manner.
Along the way, a pirate ship began to flee in the distance, without any thought of colliding with this warship.
Just because of the flying seagull flag on the boat pole, and the most important thing is the crane flag.
"Yuska, how long do we have until we get to Marineland."
In the spacious and bright office in the cabin of the warship, there is a man with loose bangs and long dark blue hair in a ponytail, wearing a blue and white shirt and a cloak of justice.
The woman wearing two bracelets on her right hand and a pair of green earrings frowned slightly as she looked at the information in her hand.
This woman is very beautiful, with a capable and mature temperament all over her body. Her figure is also curvy and curved. She looks to be in her thirties or forties at most.
However, her real age is already over 50. She is like a peach, and her allure is not that powerful.
Crane, Vice Admiral, Chief of Staff, Naval Headquarters.
A powerful woman who combines strength and wisdom, beauty and power.
Compared to the gray-haired and wrinkled old woman 20 years later, Crane is now a popular figure.
"Lieutenant General, we will arrive tomorrow."
Next to him, a fat female major general with a green afro, sunglasses and lipstick raised his head and answered.
"kindness."
His eyes were still on the intelligence documents, and Crane didn't raise his head.
"Vice Admiral, is the Pirate King Goldo Roger really in the South China Sea?"
Outside the door, a female major general with short yellow hair, a slender figure, and a purple shirt with an inner collar walked in carrying several cups of coffee.
Nata Yubis, Rear Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, a female swordswoman of the two-sword style, and Yuska next to her are both directly subordinate to Crane.
It is generally known that the Navy has a special fleet, the fleet led by Crane, and most of them are women.
"More than fifty percent."
This time He put down the document, took the coffee and took a sip.
"Our trip to Beihai this time was in vain."
Yuska also picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"Where's Yafel?"
Looking around, He found that one of his capable men was missing.
"Which boy is already awake? Yafir should have gone to visit."
Natayoubis thought for a while and said.
"My life has been saved, but my eyes may..."
Very regretful, Yuska sighed.
"Damn pirates, even children and old people are not spared. It's a pity that the culprit escaped."
Natalubis was very angry and gritted her teeth.
He said nothing and looked calm.
Although the Scar Pirates were wiped out yesterday when they passed by, it was too late. More than a hundred people in the village died tragically, and the survivor was only a half-year-old child.
And was seriously injured.
The most important thing is that Scar, the captain of the Scar Pirates, is very cunning and can escape very easily.
Crane didn't even see each other's face.
As chief of staff, He has a heavy workload, so he doesn't pay much attention to this matter and leaves it to his subordinates.
After all, she has seen this kind of thing so many times that she has become numb and accustomed to it.
She had seen worse things than this. It was impossible to waste energy paying attention to an unrelated civilian. At most, she could just ask him to take good care of him.
A few minutes ago, in the warship's medical room.
Foxy, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his right eye and bulged out. It was full of horror and fear, and half of his face bound by bandages was wet with cold sweat.
The pain goes straight to the heart like fingers connected to the heart.
My eyes and chest feel like needles pricking me.
Raising his head slightly, Foxy looked around. He was lying on a hospital bed, his upper body was bandaged, only his right eye and mouth were exposed, and he was using a sling bottle with his right hand.
Recalling the moment when he fainted, he was rescued by the navy.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Foxy just lay there.
He is not dead yet.
"Are you awake?"
The hatch opened and a devil in white walked in.
He is tall and thick, with a strong build. He is wearing a white nurse uniform and holding medical supplies in his hands.
"here it is..."
Looking at the fat female nurse, Foxy opened his mouth.
"On a navy warship, you will need to stay in bed for a few days if your chest is broken."
The female nurse began to change Foxy's dressing.
"Thanks."
From the bottom of his heart, Foxy thanked him.
"It was Hezhong who saved you." The female nurse smiled.
"Vice Admiral He?" Foxy's eyes rippled, and he quickly asked, "Is it Vice Admiral He, the naval staff officer?"
"Yes."
"Can I see her?" Foxy clasped his hands, a little nervous.
"Let me ask for you, you can lie down peacefully." After changing the medicine, the female nurse nodded in agreement.
"Thanks."
Watching the female nurse leave, Foxy looked at the ceiling with mixed emotions, his right eye filled with excitement and hatred.
You must become stronger and live well.
This is an opportunity.
Not long after the female nurse left, a young girl with short black hair and a plump figure arrived, it was Yafel.
"You want to see Lieutenant General He?"
Looking at Foxy who was covered in bandages, a trace of pity flashed through Yafel's eyes.
"Who are you..."
Looking at this woman and the navy coat she was wearing, Foxy knew she was a naval admiral.
But he couldn't recognize the specific level.
"Rear Admiral Yafel of the Navy Headquarters."
Generously, Yafel pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed.
"Thank you for saving me."
Thanks sincerely, Foxy looked at Yafel.
"We are the navy, and safeguarding justice is the most basic duty. What is your name, young man?"
"King... Foxy."
"Foxi, don't worry! It's safe now." Yafel comforted him. After all, Foxi was still a child, so he must be very panicked now.
"Major General, is there anyone alive in the village?"
Opening his mouth, Foxy looked at Yafel expectantly.
His face paused slightly, and Yafel hesitated before telling Foxy.
"Only you are still alive."
"Those pirates..." Gritting his teeth, Foxy felt a tightness in his chest, making him breathless.
"Captain Scar has escaped."
The entire cabin fell silent, and Foxy's eyes were dull.
"Have a good rest!" Standing up, Yafir sighed inwardly.
"Sir Major General, I want to express my gratitude to Lieutenant General He in person, and I also want to become a naval officer."
After struggling to get up, Foxy called to Yafel.
Looking back, Yafel looked at Foxy, "I'll ask for you, but Lieutenant General He is very busy, maybe..."
Yafel didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already very clear.
"Major General, I am a Devil Fruit user. Please give me a chance."
With a plea on his face, Foxy must seize the opportunity. This narrow escape made him feel hopeless and powerless.
He must change, he must become stronger, and he must live well.
Abise's advice still echoed in his mind.
"Devil fruit user?"
Somewhat surprised, Yafel's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Foxy.
"kindness."
Foxy nodded heavily.
"Okay, you lie down and have a good rest first, I will tell Lieutenant General He."
"Thank you, Major General."
As the door closed, Foxy grinned and lay down again, looking at the ceiling with an unprecedented determination.
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He was 74 years old in 1520 in the Hehai calendar, and 20 years ago he was 54 years old.