A few days later, the warship led by Cullo arrived at the headquarters.
Kuro didn't waste any time. After getting off the ship and letting a group of cadres recuperate, he went to Kizaru's office.
"Oh~ Kuro, you're back."
In the office, Kizaru was drinking tea with a contented look on his face. When he saw Kuro coming, he pouted towards the seat opposite and said, "Sit wherever you want."
Then can I still be polite to you?
Qrow rolled his eyes and sat down carelessly.
"Old man, I sent you a report before, did you see it?"
"I saw it."
Kizaru said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem for Ain and Binz to re-enlist in the army, but they left the navy without authorization. The opinion here is that they should start from the new recruits."
"Recruit?"
Kuro frowned, "Wouldn't that be too slow? The strength of these two people is less than that of a lieutenant colonel and a colonel. There is no need to start with new recruits. Marshal Sakaski has just presided over the world recruitment. There is no need to
My own people are so harsh."
"Well, it's just an opinion. If you have any suggestions, of course I can do as you say. It's not a big deal."
Kizaru smiled and said: "After all, he can be considered our fellow sect."
"No matter what happens to you, it's not a big deal."
Kuro rolled his eyes, leaned back comfortably, then stretched out his hand and said: "Old man, I'm going to G-3. In such a dangerous place, should you give me some help? Some pacifist?
Eighteen hundred units.”
"You want too much, Kuro." Kizaru smiled softly.
"It's not much. I saved it for you, old man."
Kuro said: "Let me do the math for you. The price of the Pacifist PX-Z is a little lower now, but overall, the cost of five PX-Zs is almost four large warships. I want one thousand
Taiwan used to have a thousand large warships, but now it has 800 large warships."
He said excitedly: "Old man, I have earned you two hundred warships. If you round up the five hundred, then round it up and it will be a thousand ships! It's like getting it for nothing!"
Kizaru pouted, "A thousand ships, how scary~"
"Right, right, so."
"No, Kuro." Kizaru said with a smile.
Qrow's face dropped, "How much is that?"
Kizaru stretched out a hand in front of Qrow's face, and then lowered two fingers.
"Three units? That's too few," Kuro said a little unhappy.
Of course, Kuro knew that he was talking about something like a thousand or eight hundred units, but three units or something was too little.
"Old man, I'm going to G-3, the front line. In such a dangerous place, why don't you give me three stations?" Kuro said.
"Last time, you also transferred two units to the Shampoo Land. You also transferred one to Pegasus Island. If I give you three more units, it will be six units, Kuro."
Kizaru chuckled and said: "Although I want to give it all to you, but it can't be done. The navy is still in short supply, so we can't give it all to you, otherwise there will be objections from above, and you won't need pacifists.
Come on, Kuro."
"Why can't I use it?"
Kuro was dissatisfied, "Pacifist, old man, don't underestimate this technology. It is used to capture those difficult pirates. Even in the new world, it has a lot of use. It has always been used to defend the base.
Even better, once there are more of them, I can put them on warships and use them to deal with pirates."
"But there really aren't that many."
Kizaru scratched his head and looked at Kuro: "Wutai, five at most. I'm going to be accused of protecting my shortcomings again."
"For the sake of your descendants, please be patient."
Kuro blew out the smoke and said, "Wutai, forget it, it's better than nothing."
"Well, although there aren't many pacifists, I have given you some help. For this reason, I also asked Vegapunk."
Kizaru smiled and said: "Don't you want to go back to worship your ancestors? You should take advantage of this period to go back. I will give you a period of vacation, and then go to G-3 to take up the post."
"Oh, old man, your conscience found out and you actually asked me to go back."
Kuro's eyes just showed joy, and he was suddenly startled and said alertly: "Isn't that right? What do you want me to do?"
He went home to worship his ancestors. He had told the old man about this before, and Kizaru also knew that at this time of year, he would definitely go back to the East China Sea.
"It's okay, I just want you to return to your hometown to worship your ancestors. Isn't this your family's tradition?" Kizaru said with a smile.
"So you won't need my help for anything, right?"
Kuro frowned. He used to go back to worship his ancestors without saying hello, because at that time he was on Pegasus Island and Xiangbo Land. As the base commander, he could take a break whenever he wanted.
Although there are regulations for naval leave, he is protected by his old man and never says hello when he is on leave.
But something is different now. He is about to take office and is still affiliated with the headquarters. In the headquarters, he must be restrained no matter what.
He was lazy, but he still had to follow the rules if he wanted to take a serious vacation.
He definitely wanted to take this leave, but if the old man took the initiative to give him the leave, then he felt there was something wrong.
Where are you prepared to trick yourself?
Or should I say, I have to kill something again, like the old pirate who ran from the sixth floor to the East China Sea or something like that?
"Nothing, just a normal vacation."
Kizaru smiled and said: "Go get your ship and drive it for a walk. After all, it has been here for so long."
Kuro looked at him suspiciously and said uncertainly: "You really have nothing to do with me? Master, just tell me directly. I can promise you now that there will be no store like this after passing this village."
He couldn't bear it, and felt a little uncomfortable if the old man didn't cheat him.
This is against the rules, this is against common sense.
This made Kuro very uncomfortable.
"Really not." A gleam of light flashed under Kizaru's sunglasses, "You want to do something so bad, Kuro, in that case, I have some wanted criminals on the sixth level here."
"Farewell."
Kuro cupped his hands, stood up and walked out.
It's a good thing to have nothing to do. Why else would he find something to do? Isn't that why people are so idle?
"Clo."
After leaving the headquarters building, Kuro called, "Is Wilbur next to you?"
"Yes, Mr. Clow."
A mentally retarded man wearing glasses appeared on the other side of the phone, "We are now...in the warehouse of your ship."
There was obviously some pause in his words, and there was something unclear.
But Kuro didn't hear it now. He now has a vacation without any tasks and can return to the East China Sea.
Don't be too happy.
"At my ship? That's a coincidence. We drove it out, gathered people, and we returned to the East China Sea."
Kuro smiled and said: "I have a day off now, let's all go back to the East China Sea!"