One Piece: Trying 200 times harder, but being too overbearing.

There's a reason for this: the Rear Admiral in the General Staff has a great deal of autonomy over the promotion of marines below the rank of colonel.

In addition to the promotion, there were also considerable bonuses.

Barto looked at the small pile of money on the table and asked expectantly, "Major General Loya, where do we go next?"

"Of course, we'll go back to the G-5 branch."

Loya responded without hesitation.

Go home, what else can you do!

Everyone looked at Loya, hesitant to speak.

They seem to belong to the G-1 branch.

Forget it, it's not important.

Lu Yun whispered a reminder: "Senior, shall we celebrate?"

"Celebrate. Yes, of course we should celebrate!"

Seeing the slightly tired looks on everyone's faces and the expectant look in Barto's eyes, Loya quickly realized what was going on.

The past few months have been exhausting, and I also went through a life-or-death battle. I've reached my physical and mental limits.

The subordinates need rest and relaxation.

Loya quickly thought about it and realized that the G-5 branch was definitely not a suitable place to relax and rest. Not only was the environment dirty and messy, but it would also easily raise his blood pressure.

We need to go outside and play!

"Lu Yun, are there any islands nearby suitable for vacation?"

"Hawaii Island to the northwest!"

Lu Yun was prepared.

As an adjutant, in addition to taking care of her seniors' health, she also had to observe the condition of her comrades and manage the team well.

Loya immediately made the decision: "Let's change direction right now and go on vacation to Hawaii until we spend all the bonus!"

"Long live the Major General!"

Barto jumped up and cheered!

Smoker and Tina smiled, especially Tina, who loved relaxing on vacation.

On the other side, Navy G-5 branch.

at dusk.

"Boom!"

The fortress entrance gate, which was over ten meters high, collapsed with a crash, kicking up a lot of dust. But it wasn't because it had been attacked; it was simply due to years of disrepair.

The G-5 marines were used to seeing the fortress gates fall down, but they realized something was wrong when they discovered the new base commander was missing.

"Oh no, Lieutenant General Maynard is pinned under the door!"

"Quick, lift the door!"

"One, two, push!"

"Ah, my foot slipped!"

The fortress gate had just been raised half a meter when Pike slipped and fell to the ground, seemingly triggering a chain reaction, with other marines also frequently encountering problems.

"Boom!"

The heavy door, weighing over ten tons, landed on the ground once more.

"Lieutenant General Maynard!!!"

After a long while, the noise finally stopped.

Maynard, blood streaming from his nose, stared blankly at the laughing marines in front of him, and at the fortress gate leaning against the wall, which had smashed against him twice.

Sorrow welled up from my heart.

Oh my God!

What wrong did he do to deserve being punished by being sent to such a terrible hell?

"Lieutenant General Maynard, please come in!"

Guotou and his subordinates stood on either side of the doorway, happily forming an archway with their hands, while gesturing for them to come in with their other hands.

Lieutenant General Vergo is a thing of the past. They will not cowardly wallow in sorrow; living each day with a smile is their life motto.

Maynard sighed and went into the doorway.

"Paji!"

It seemed like I stepped on something.

"Ah, it's the general's shit!"

The general, a large guard dog kept by the G-5 branch, lives inside the doorway.

Maynard looked down at the dog poop under his feet, unsure how to describe his feelings.

Phew, it was just stepping in dog poop.

Compared to the fortress gate being smashed in the face, this is nothing!

So far, the G-5 marines, while seemingly a bit unruly, are still quite polite, much better than he expected.

Stepping out of the gate, we entered the interior of the fortress.

The sun had already set, and it was getting dark.

"ignition!"

A giant bonfire was erected in the center of the fortress training ground, and flames rose up as the order to light the fire was given.

He scratched the back of his head, smiling sheepishly, "Lieutenant General Maynard, we've prepared a welcoming ceremony for you. It might be a bit rough, but it's the best performance we could think of!"

"Thank you!"

Maynard was very touched.

These guys are pretty good, aren't they!

They even prepared a bonfire party for him!

"Help me! Help me!"

Cries for help reached my ears.

Maynard was jolted awake by his naval instincts and rushed to the location of the distress call without hesitation.

Then he saw the enormous burning rocket, along with pirate prisoners tied to it and G-5 marines carrying torches.

The prisoner is screaming for help!

"How is this going?"

Maynard froze, somewhat confused about what was going on.

Brigadier General Guotou and his men quickly caught up and saw the stunned Maynard and the Rockets not far away.

No, I was discovered!

Maynard pointed at the Rockets, his eyes glazed over, and asked, "Over the top, what are you doing?"

"Lieutenant General Maynard, this was actually a surprise program prepared for you, called the Super Fireworks Execution, but unfortunately you found out beforehand!"

I felt a little annoyed that I had gone too far.

What kind of work is this? Didn't they know to gag the prisoners before launching them? Now that Lieutenant General Maynard has discovered it, what other surprises are there?

Overwhelmed with anger, he glared at his subordinate, walked over, and snatched the torch: "Lieutenant General Maynard, rest assured, the fireworks execution performances only use the most heinous death row inmates. I'll demonstrate it for you!"

"Wait--"

Maynard reached out, intending to stop the excessive behavior.

"Zizi~~"

The rocket ignited the fuse!

next second.

"Hey~~~~"

Accompanied by the pirate's desperate screams of "Aaaaaaah!", the rocket soared into the air and instantly reached a height of 100 meters.

"Bang!!!"

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky!

Maynard looked up at the sky, his heart filled with immense horror, utterly devoid of any joy.

He had heard rumors that the marines in the G-5 branch had a habit of abusing prisoners, but he only realized it now when he saw it with his own eyes.

His limited experience restricted his imagination.

"Clap!"