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

Chapter 75 Six-Style Training Camp Notice!

Justice attracts justice.

Since joining the Navy, Loya has wholeheartedly agreed with this statement.

Even though the details may differ and personal pursuits may vary, as long as the general direction of pursuing justice is the same, that is enough.

The same goes for him and Smoker.

After getting to know each other better, the atmosphere in the office eased considerably, and their gazes no longer met.

"Come on, I'll show you around the branch."

"it is good."

It was raining outside, and Loya and Smoker put on their raincoats.

The accommodation area, restaurant, logistics area, armory, defense towers, etc., are basically the same in each branch, only the size varies.

"Colonel Loya!"

"Ok!"

"Colonel Loya!"

"Don't worry about us."

After wandering around for a while, upon seeing Loya, the marines saluted and greeted him in loud, clear voices.

Smoker observed all of this and put aside his last shred of doubt. If Loya were truly the kind of villain who would stop at nothing for power, the marines below wouldn't be so high-spirited.

The level of a leader can be seen from the overall atmosphere of the branch.

The two arrived at the training ground.

Because of the rain, there should have been no one in the training ground, but for some reason there was a group of flashy and eye-catching bags that didn't fit the branch's style of painting.

Smoker stared in disbelief.

"Who are these people?"

"They were newly recruited marines, originally a group of good-for-nothing street thugs. To prevent them from causing trouble outside, I recruited them into the branch."

Loya gave a brief explanation.

Smoker didn't know what to say. This boss really had no scruples; he even dared to recruit street thugs.

Perhaps Colonel Loya could take a position at Branch G-5, where all the marines are rude and unruly.

Loya walked over, his face full of exasperation.

"Tashigi, what's going on?"

"Colonel Loya!"

Tashigi almost burst into tears: "I took them on a tour of the branch, but these idiots refused to wear raincoats, saying they couldn't go against nature."

"Defying nature?"

Loya's forehead creased with a question mark as he looked at the thugs with a strange expression.

Even a fool should know to seek shelter from the rain, and even if there's nowhere to shelter, isn't wearing a raincoat or using an umbrella common sense?

"Bartolomeo!"

"Ha, it's you!"

Upon seeing Loya, Barto immediately approached with a displeased expression: "Hey, let me tell you, don't even think about ordering me around!"

"Ah."

Loya sneered. This brat is now in his hands, yet he still dares to be so arrogant. It would be a disservice to such a stubborn mouth not to give him a good beating.

I saw a pile of raincoats on the side.

Why aren't you wearing raincoats?

"Of course you can't wear it!"

Barto bit her little hand, her face full of terror, and emphasized, "Grandma said that disobeying will naturally bring divine retribution!"

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Loya was speechless.

It's really not easy for these idiots to grow up.

"Tashigi, take them all indoors to shelter from the rain!"

"Yes!"

"Also, prepare new clothes for them, remove all the messy decorations they wear, and shave their heads!"

"Yes!"

Tashigi's eyes lit up, a strange little excitement in them.

After a while.

"What! You're actually going to shave off my super stylish mohawk!"

"I'm warning you, if you dare touch a hair on my head, I'll show you how terrifying the Barto Club is!"

"Please, have mercy and don't cut my hair, okay?"

Please, no!!!

The branch was filled with heart-wrenching wails.

Loya and Smoker returned to the office.

Smoker took out an envelope and handed it to Loya: "This is from headquarters, I brought it with me."

"This is."

Loya opened the envelope and was shocked when he saw the contents.

It's a training camp notice!

Smoker asked, "Colonel Loya, have you ever heard of the Navy's Sixth Style?"

"I heard."

Loya nodded.

Smoker's performance was not unexpected. The Six Powers are mysterious but only for low-ranking marines. Once you reach the rank of colonel, you will inevitably come into contact with them.

"The branch colonel, as well as some captains who have performed exceptionally well, will receive a training notice around this time of year and can go to the training base to practice and learn the Six Forms."

"I see."

Loya suddenly realized.

Garp had told him before that he would naturally be able to access the Six Powers after being promoted to colonel; so that's what he meant.

Is it a training camp?

Looking at the time, there are still two months until the start of the training camp, which is early June. At that time, there will be a special warship to pick them up and drop them off.

The duration is three months.

"The time was so short."

Loya frowned.

Although I haven't been exposed to it, I can guess how difficult it is to learn the Six Styles. Three months is far too short.

"This is to weed out the weak."

Smoker explained earnestly, "Each training camp has at least ten thousand officers, most of whom are just there to make up the numbers."

"Learning the Six Styles is not easy. First, one's physique must be strong enough, which is enough to filter out most of the officers."

"Furthermore, the Six Forms are exceptionally difficult to learn. Even if one's physical fitness meets the standards, it's not so easy to master them!"

"In each training camp, fewer than one hundred people are able to successfully complete all the training and master some of the six styles!"

Tens of thousands of officers were trained, but only a hundred were ultimately qualified.

Loya stroked his chin, his focus slightly different: "Smoker, you seem to know a lot about the training camp?"

“I’ve been there.”

Smoker shrugged.

His family lived in the Navy Headquarters, and he was groomed to be the future of the Navy from a young age, so the resources he had access to were naturally different.

Only those who reach the rank of colonel or have outstanding performance can be included in the training camp, while these soldiers from the main force have a fixed number of guaranteed admission slots every year.

Of course, those who received the best upbringing from a young age are also extremely outstanding!

"I see."

Loya nodded slowly, then asked with great interest, "Smoker, has anyone mastered all six styles during the training camp?"

"what?"