socalfunplaces Chapter 137 Choosing a Successor to the Marshal: Is the Warring States Period Already Unfit for the
Chapter 137 Choosing a Successor to the Marshal: Is the Warring States Period Already Unfit for the
Chapter 137 Choosing a Successor to the Marshal: Is the Warring States Period Already Unfit for the Great Responsibility?
"What's wrong, Marshal Kong? You look like you've eaten shit. Are you under that much pressure?"
The vulgar language comes from Garp, who is equally vulgar and carefree.
Garp, who followed Sengoku in, ignored Sora's frightening expression, as it wasn't the first time he'd seen it. He went straight to the cabinet behind Sora, rummaged through it for a while, and finally took out Sora's treasured senbei from the most hidden cabinet.
Ignoring Sora's suddenly ashen face, Garp took the senbei (rice crackers) and walked to the tea table, preparing to brew a cup of tea and enjoy the delicious senbei.
This is a real gem, a top-tier senbei specially supplied to the high-ranking members, namely the Celestial Dragons.
The number that the entire high command of the navy can receive is extremely small; basically, only the marshal can get a certain share.
After all, senbei can only be considered a snack. It's delicious, but it doesn't really have any great advantages.
But Garp didn't care about any of that. Delicious food was his biggest advantage. Every time he came to Sora's place, he would rummage through her belongings and steal away Sora's few treasures.
Sora was speechless. He always had to hide the senbei in advance, but Garp always managed to find them and wipe them all out at once.
Sora has cursed Garp more than once, saying he has a dog's nose and can find anything.
Garp, being the brash and irresponsible man he is, didn't stand on ceremony with Admiral Kong. He laughed heartily, ignored him, and decided to continue next time, not caring at all.
Over time, even Kong didn't know how to get angry anymore.
"Garp, watch the field, be serious, what's wrong with you?"
Kong ignored him, but Zephyr couldn't. Seeing Garp's outrageous actions, Zephyr's face darkened, and he whispered to him.
They were in the office of the highest-ranking officer in the Navy; Garp was being incredibly arrogant.
"Ha~"
"Click, click~"
This feels so good, this is what life should be like! Those Celestial Dragons are such a bunch of useless trash, how come they get to enjoy such good senbei?
Garp ignored Zephyr, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, looking like he had taken a deep drag.
After pausing for a moment, he opened his eyes and said to Zefa, "Relax, Zefa, come on, let's share this. Look at Marshal Kong now, he doesn't have time to scold me."
"Judging from this, those five old guys from the Five Elders have probably put a lot of pressure on him again. Let's wait and see."
"pressure?"
Kong sneered and tossed the order onto the table. "They have absolutely no idea how difficult deep-sea operations are! They demand we immediately tear down the Rocks flag!"
"Although it doesn't need to be implemented immediately, it's still putting enormous pressure on our navy, damn it."
I'm clenching my teeth, and it's giving me a terrible headache.
Crane stepped forward, picked up the command, glanced at it quickly, and frowned: "Designate Fishman Island as a red zone? I didn't expect Brian to cause such a big problem again. This is really troublesome."
"What? Beasts again?"
The previously calm face of the Warring States period suddenly stiffened, appearing somewhat sullen and gloomy.
"Yes, Brian of the Beasts has taken Fishman Island. The Five Elders have requested that Fishman Island be designated as a red zone so that we can take it back when we launch our attack in six months."
As He spoke, she handed the instructions to Sengoku, who also had a headache.
"One mythical beast-type monster girl and three ordinary-type monster girls? Damn, this setup is really difficult to handle."
Sengoku tapped his fingers on the table, his voice low and menacing: "Brian's move to undermine our foundation is utterly insidious! He's left behind a strategic cancer that can't be ignored, yet we dare not touch it lightly!"
To be fair, Sengoku has matured. Normally, he would have lost his mind because of Brian's situation, but unexpectedly, he was able to analyze things rationally at this time.
Crane looked at him with some surprise. Had Sengoku recovered?
"General Kong, our current focus should still be on the decisive battle in the new world six months from now. Any dispersion of our forces would be fatal to us!"
Zhan Guo analyzed that they had been preparing for half a year and were not going to stop, nor did they intend to stop.
"What? The Five Elders are being so weak this time? They're just sending our navy to their deaths again, bastards."
Garp suddenly looked up, his hands clenched into fists, and his Haki almost burst forth.
"Including that bastard Brian, he knows perfectly well that we don't have enough resources to deal with him right now! That's why he dares to be so arrogant and plant his flag on Fishman Island!"
Garp took a deep breath and turned to Sengoku: "Sengoku, we have to think of something! We can't let the pirates think the Navy is powerless to stop their expansion!"
Sengoku sighed, his tone filled with helplessness: "Garp, calm down! Our opponent is the entire Rocks Pirates, not just Brian."
"For now, we will follow the orders of the Five Elders and designate Fishman Island as a Level 1 restricted area, and will not initiate combat."
"But at the same time, the Navy will secretly assign its best intelligence personnel to track the movements of Brian's main fleet with all its might!"
We must ensure that Fishman Island cannot make any further subversive moves before the final battle!
Karp slammed his fist on the table in front of him, making a loud bang. He could only accept this helpless decision in the end, but he was so angry that he couldn't even eat his rice crackers.
"That bastard Brian, I'll settle the score for planting the flag in the deep sea in six months, along with all the previous grudges, with interest!" Karp said coldly.
"Then, Marshal Kong, shall I proceed with adjusting the headquarters' strategic deployment according to this supreme order?"
Sengoku looked up into the sky, his fingers gripping the command key turning slightly blue, clearly indicating that his mood was not as calm as he appeared.
That bastard Brian! Just looking at his name made Sengoku's anger almost uncontrollable.
For the past few months, his sleep quality has been extremely poor. Every time he closes his eyes, he feels Brian smiling in front of him.
If it weren't for his strong physical condition and the great efforts of the doctors at headquarters to force him into a deep sleep with medication, Sengoku might not have been able to withstand it.
"Okay, let's do it this way."
"Ugh, when will this ever end?!"
Kong shook his head and left the matter to Sengoku to handle.
With so many major events happening in the past few months, Kong, who was still in his prime, suddenly seems to be aging.
It wasn't that he was getting old; it was that his heart was growing old, and he couldn't take it anymore. Without realizing it, Kong suddenly had the urge and idea of retiring.
He often pondered alone in his office who would be the most suitable successor to the Navy after him.
Originally, Sora had always been optimistic about Sengoku and had been focusing on training him in recent years.
Unfortunately, since the Battle of the Upper Sea, Sengoku's situation has been unstable, making even Sora uncertain whether he can lead the navy to even greater heights.
But apart from Sengoku, the Navy really doesn't have many other options. Garp goes without saying, and even Zephyr, whom they've talked to privately, doesn't seem interested in that area.
It's so difficult!