One Piece: From Picking Up Red Hair's Broken Arm

Chapter 304 Questioning the Sengoku Period! Naval Division?
I listened to the crow's lament.

The group of revolutionary army cadres exchanged glances and nodded with wry smiles; the gap between people was too great.

There's no comparison at all!

Long remained silent, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

But after looking at the world map posted on the wall, he quickly seemed to have figured something out and showed a relieved smile.

He looked around and spoke in a deep voice to the cadres whose expressions were complex:
"There's no need to belittle ourselves. Our paths are the same; we just walk them in different ways."

"The revolutionary army is like roots buried deep in the ground, silently cultivating the soil of resistance in the darkness for twenty years. As for Lord Shano..."

Long looked out the window at the rolling dark clouds.

My gaze seemed to pierce through the vast ocean, revealing that arrogant young figure, draped in a black cloak and carrying a sword.
"He is more like a lightning bolt that tears through the night sky, igniting hope in the most dazzling way. However, the world needs both the dawn and a continuously burning flame."

The efforts of the past twenty years have ultimately made the world less dark and hopeless, haven't they?
Long felt he had a clear conscience.

"That's right. To put it bluntly, we're all like-minded partners. There's no point in comparing ourselves to others!"

Across the conference table, Saab, who was only seventeen years old and had already been promoted to Chief of the General Staff, pushed up his hat brim and laughed heartily:
"At this point, what we should be doing is seizing the opportunity gained by the losers, increasing our publicity efforts, and expanding our gains, right?"

“Those territories the fallen cannot reach, those places that newspapers cannot penetrate, government agencies, naval bases, even the Holy Land of Mary Geoise… there are so many places where the truth needs to be known, it’s time for us to step in!”

"Well said, Sabo!"

Betty grinned and raised her arm in support.

"That's how it should be!"

A fierce glint flashed in Long's eyes. He glanced around, placed his hands on the conference table, and solemnly spoke:
"Pass on my order: Eastern Army, Western Army, Southern Army, Northern Army... and the Grand Line Army! All of you, commence operations immediately!"

"Gentlemen, now that the lightning has cleaved the night, let us on the ground make this fire burn even brighter!"

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Alabasta Royal Palace.

Princess Vivi sat on the steps beside the throne, clutching the latest World Economic News newspaper tightly in her hand, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Her chief guards, Gakka and Peru, stood solemnly beside her, while King Cobra stood by the window, silently gazing at the scorching desert in the distance.

"Father..."

Vivi raised her head, gritting her teeth, her eyes glistening with angry tears. "They're all inhuman! The Celestial Dragons, the World Government, and those Marines! How dare they... how dare they treat living people as prey!"

Have the other nineteen companies already fallen to this level since hundreds of years ago?
Ancestor Lily, how wise your decision to leave the Holy Land was...

Cobra turned around, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes, and sighed deeply.

"You're right, Vivi, this world is indeed darker than we imagine."

He walked to Vivi's side, gently stroked his daughter's head, and smiled, "But that's precisely why, as members of the Nefertari family, we cannot back down."

"His Majesty!"

Jaka's expression changed slightly, and he stepped forward hastily, "Please reconsider, we absolutely cannot act rashly..."

"Don't think about it!"

Cobra's face darkened!
"If I don't even have the courage to speak out in the face of such atrocities, do I deserve to be your king? Am I worth risking my life to protect?!" Before Jaka could offer any further advice, he waved his hand decisively.
"Contact Mary Geoise for me. I want to publicly condemn the World Government's atrocities in the name of the Alabasta Royal Family!"

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And it's not just Alabasta.
From the Cherry Blossom Kingdom of the Grand Line to the Flaus Kingdom of the East Blue, from the Flower Kingdom of the West Blue to the Brandy Kingdom of the North Blue...

Of the 170 member states of the World Government, more than half of the royal families either called Mary Geoise or sent strongly worded protest documents!

And the rest.

Although no public statements were made, there was much discussion in private, panic spread rapidly, and trust in the world government plummeted to rock bottom.

And it's not just the royal family.

Farmers, fishermen, merchants, doctors, nuns... even the lowest-ranking naval soldiers, and even the World Government's own staff!
The voices of protest and condemnation spread like wildfire, and the outpouring of anger was like a volcanic eruption.

The World Government’s offices around the world were attacked by the public and had to close their doors. Many naval branches scattered across the seas even saw large-scale mutinies involving hundreds or thousands of people!

The important figures in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise were exhausted and overwhelmed by this.

And Marineford, the headquarters that just received the news, is destined to be anything but calm...

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Snapped!
Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan could no longer contain his anger. He slammed the newspaper on the table and stood up.

His round face, usually adorned with a gentle smile, was now filled with anger as he demanded in a stern voice:
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku! What on earth is going on?! The newspapers are saying something about a hunting game... Celestial Dragons massacring civilians, with the Navy providing full escort and even helping to clear the area... Is all of this true?!"

"..."

Sengoku weakly raised his head, his face pale, his lips moving as if trying to say something, but no sound came out.

Wow!

More and more naval officers passed around the newspaper, and soon, more and more people suddenly stood up, as shock and anger swept through the room like a tidal wave.

"Speak up! Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

"I've been in the Navy for twenty years, all to rid the seas of villains! But now? Are we the most vicious and ugly villains?!"

"Answer us, Marshal!"

"That's right! We need an explanation!"

"What kind of bullshit justice is this! I'm not wearing this uniform to be an executioner for the Celestial Dragons! I might as well be a pirate! At least pirates don't kill hundreds of thousands of civilians in one go!"

"quiet!"

Akainu finally couldn't hold back any longer and slammed his fist on the table, his magma-like left arm scorching a large, charred hole in the surface.

He turned around, his cold gaze sweeping across the room, the powerful sense of oppression spreading outwards, instantly silencing the noise in the conference room.

Look at the state you're in!

Akainu's voice was icy cold as he spoke:
"What are you doing? Forcing the emperor to abdicate? Rebellion?! Do you have no respect for the marshal at all? As soldiers, your first duty is to obey orders! Since when did you become so arrogant and bossy towards your superiors?!"

(End of this chapter)