Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 88: Repairing the Ship in the Seven Waters City
Grand Route, City of Seven Waters.

This is a water city that looks like a fountain. Buildings are stacked radially from top to bottom, with clean and clear water flowing in between. When the sun shines, the whole city is shrouded in a hazy mist, like a dream, not like the human world.

As a water city, the roads here are very special. Except for the narrow bluestone ground in front of the shops on both sides, there are only waterways in the center of the road. Local residents raise a magical creature called "Blue" as a means of water transportation. Blue has a strong carrying capacity and can be used to carry goods. Blue is gentle and pleasant in character. The small Blue with a double seat is a popular recreational item.

Starting from the Navy Headquarters, Ron and his team's first stop was the Seven Water City.

Of course, Ron was not here for fun, nor for the Pluto design drawings... Their mission location this time was Puke, the "food capital", and the sea train of the Seven Waters Capital could go directly there. As an earthling, Ron knew how much faster the high-speed rail was than the sea, so he directly rejected the plan of taking the boat all the way there via the permanent pointer and chose to take the sea train.

At the same time, the reason why this old warship was empty was that it had so many problems that it just happened to be repaired. For this reason, Ron had already brought out the red coral that Vice Admiral Taotu gave him. If there was really no other way, he could use it to pay off the debt.

Anyway, it’s not the headquarters of the Navy, so no one will know if it is sold, and it won’t offend anyone.

……

The sun was shining and the breeze was gentle. Ron was leaning back in a beach chair, chewing on the steak carefully prepared by the chef from the kitchen team while complaining to Donte who was waving his sword not far away.

"Can you believe that it takes two and a half months to travel by sea?! Puke is a famous food capital of the Grand Line after all. Can't the Marshal set up a branch there?!"

He finally understood why the Straw Hat Pirates caused so much trouble but no navy figure important enough had ever stepped in to destroy them, because the ocean was so huge and vast!

A mission often takes several months, and by the time the branches receive the order to intercept them, no one knows where they have gone.

The Straw Hat Pirates were just like guerrillas, they would move after each shot and it was impossible to catch them.

Looking at the original work, apart from Aokiji who determined their route based on the Alabasta incident and blocked them on the deserted island in advance, only "Tyrant" Bear found the Straw Hat Pirates by flying with the Meat-Puff Fruit.

It is no wonder that the Five Elders agreed to the system of Seven Warlords of the Sea. Although the Seven Warlords are bastards, they have made up for the positions that the navy cannot take care of.

This is a difficult problem caused by the combination of technological level, productivity and world environment, and it is almost unsolvable!

Perhaps there is a solution, such as the specialty of the Seven Water City, the sea train... Ron narrowed his eyes, picked up the ice cup and took a sip.

"3778...3779..."

Dong Te didn't know what Ron was thinking. He silently counted the number of times he swung his sword, then rolled his eyes at Ron: "Major General Ron, you also know that the Food City is very prosperous. Don't you know the tricks inside?"

Dongte was very envious of Ron. As the developer of the lightning stimulation method, he could really become stronger just by lying down. However, he practiced hard all the time, but he couldn't even keep up with the progress.

Comparing people to each other is really infuriating!

What was even more abominable was that during his training time, Ron always came to watch, claiming that it was to improve his swordsmanship, after all, he had just obtained a precious sword. Ron even pointed to the sky with one hand, swearing by the thunderbolt that he was definitely not here to squeeze him!
Conscience of heaven and earth! ! !

Thunder man, you swear to be struck by lightning???

Are you kidding me?!
"Tsk, the pirate business!"

Ron smacked his lips and turned over.

In any piece of land that can be called "prosperous" on the Grand Route, there is no black or white, only gray areas.

After all, pirates are also human beings, they also need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Where there are needs, there are interests, and where there are interests, there are people who take risks. The Great Pirate Era was so magnificent, and there were countless pirates going out to sea. As long as you scrape a little oil and water from one tenth of the pirates passing by, it would be a considerable fortune!

Therefore, doing pirate business is not an isolated case, on the contrary, it is a common phenomenon.

As a result, there were only a few navy officers stationed in the huge food capital, and the main value of these navy officers was to imprison criminals and serve as the headquarters' spies. The deterrence of pirates almost entirely relied on the basic local defense force. In addition, the sea area there was complex, extreme climates were common, and ordinary islands were often swallowed by tsunamis. The navy had no intention of establishing a branch in the nearby waters.

And then...it's disaster!

This time, a certain pirate coalition army set their sights on the benefits of the food capital and launched a massive attack. The country was about to be destroyed, and without external aid, they could only struggle to support themselves while asking for help from the Navy Headquarters thousands of miles away. As the saying goes, a chef who doesn't want to be a rich man is not a qualified pirate. The pirate coalition army set its sights on One Piece, and wanted to use the wealth of the food capital to build a force, provide soldiers, and then conquer the New World.

It has to be said that these are a group of rebellious talents who know the truth that war is about money.

But they didn't know that no matter how many ordinary people there were, they couldn't do anything to the four monsters at the top of the new world. In front of the real strong, ordinary people didn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder!
However, Sengoku did not dispatch soldiers from the nearest branch, but instead let Ron, who was idle at the headquarters, take action. The implicit meaning was to delay as much as possible, as long as the pirates do not destroy the country... You are an undisciplined member state. Our navy fought to the death to eliminate the pirates, but you secretly engage in the pirate business and it is getting bigger and bigger. You deserve to die. Sengoku has disliked them for several years.

It is not difficult to see from here that there is not a single fool among the high-ranking navy officers who are easy to deal with; they are all insidious, cunning, and black-bellied bastards!

Ron can guarantee that once he has dealt with the pirate alliance, his headquarters will immediately move into Puke and completely control the border defense of Puke. Then, he will argue with the other party in the name of protecting the allied countries while slowly eating away at Puke's open pirate business. Anyway, there is no need to rush.

After realizing this, Ron simply turned around and went to the Seven Waters City, repaired the boat, and then took the sea train to make up for the lost time.

At this moment, the messenger ran over, saluted and said.

"Major General Ron, we can already see the Seven Water City, the navigation team requests instructions!"

"Well, all right. Inform everyone to prepare for docking. Everyone will disembark in batches. Drinking, making noise, and disturbing civilians are prohibited. Those who violate the order will be hung up and beaten!"

"Ah? You can't drink alcohol again?"

The messenger's face turned bitter and he looked sad.

Major General Roan in front of him was like most of the Cap faction. He was not arrogant and could eat in the cafeteria with ordinary soldiers. He was friendly. After so many days, the people on the ship expressed their conviction.

But there was only one thing that made all the soldiers feel very depressed!

The navy is a military unit, and the soldiers in the unit are all very good at drinking, including the generals themselves. Therefore, the requirements for soldiers who are not on duty are not strict in this regard. As long as it does not affect their work, no one cares if they drink a few glasses less.

But Ron is different. He doesn't drink and believes that drinking will definitely cause trouble!
For example, the night he was awarded the medal...

Therefore, this warship added a rule that everyone can only drink moderate amounts of alcohol one day a week, and all crew members are divided into several groups, with fixed times and fixed quantities. You drink today, they drink tomorrow, and everyone takes turns. Anyone who drinks at other times will be hanged if caught.

It's really hung up!

Once, seven or eight soldiers stole a bottle of wine. After the cook went to complain, the group of people were tied to the mast and hung for a whole day. When they were let down, they were almost dehydrated like dried salted fish.

Under severe punishment, this order was thoroughly implemented. Although soldiers with good physical fitness would not dehydrate after being hung for a day, they could not afford to be tied to the mast to dry in front of people and watched.

Hearing the messenger's complaint, Ron smiled coldly and tapped his fingers on Lei Yun's hilt: "Oh? Any opinions?"

Gulu...

"No! Make sure your orders are obeyed!"

The messenger was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and ran to deliver the message without saying a word.

By the way, when Ron was experimenting with thunderclouds, he accidentally released thunder that enveloped the entire war beast, and the guys on the ship were all grilled like salted fish for a day. Since then, many people have suffered cardiac arrest and cold sweats when they see Ron. The pain of having electricity repeatedly passed through their lower body is even more terrible than being stabbed by a sword!
After satisfying the soldiers' appetite, Ron turned around and asked, "Donte, are you going to guard the boat or go out and play?"

Dongte: "...Major General Ron, we are not here to play, we are on a mission!"

"Hey, hey! The train to the food capital goes back and forth once every ten days, and the last one was only seven days ago. What can you do in these three days?"

Dongte: “…”

(End of this chapter)