Pirates: Beyond Akainu

Chapter 100 The Righteous Partner

New naval headquarters.

New Marshal's Office.

Akainu deliberately renovated the widest room on the top floor of the tower. The decoration was grand and simple, and the layout was wide open. He directly pushed down the leeward wall to face the entire sea.

Late at night, Akainu summoned Liuspel in his new office.

Reusper and other naval personnel responsible for media printing have already moved to the new headquarters.

The inauguration ceremony of the new marshal was in two days. Liuspel knew that Akainu would have to meet a lot of people, but he didn't expect that he would still have a place.

He was a little daunted by the complete failure of the first issue of the new naval newspaper, to which the marshal evidently attached great importance.

"Don't be nervous, just sit down first." Akainu smiled kindly and asked Liuspel to relax first.

"Yes, Marshal." Liuspel was still trembling because he felt that the Marshal would definitely make trouble for him if the newspaper failed. Do we need the newly appointed Marshal to admit his mistakes?
But Akainu's next sentence was to admit his mistake.

"You really don't need to be nervous. The newspaper thing is because I was naive and has nothing to do with you. You obviously told me that this thing is useless."

Akainu sighed deeply. The first issue of the carefully produced new naval newspaper was distributed to various naval bases around the world a few days ago, but received very few replies. Except for the headquarters and G-1, it did not stir up any splash.

At the same time, Akainu knew in his heart that the splash between the headquarters and G-1 had nothing to do with the newspapers. It was the result of several conferences he held.

To put it bluntly, most navies have no enthusiasm for the so-called new navy proposed by Akainu.

This was something Akainu was looking forward to, but the cruelty of reality gave him a painful blow.

"It's not good to focus too much on the expression of idealism. No one will read it..."

Akainu sat on the chair, feeling very lonely.

Upon seeing this, Liusper immediately advised: "Marshal, newspapers are not compatible with the nature of the army. Maybe we can just do a few more issues? Maybe we can open up channels and funds to pave the way so that people all over the world can see it. The newspaper made by the marshal?”

But Akainu waved his hand, "No, let's take a moment and we won't do the second issue of the newspaper for now."

Hearing Akainu say this, Liuspel thought that the New Navy Newspaper, which had only produced the first issue, was sentenced to death. He did not want to. This was the newspaper that he had devoted his whole life to in the media industry and was truly passionate about it.

Liuspel was excited: "Marshal! Let's do another issue! It's not like there was no response at all. Our editorial department has now received three, no, four replies. The replies written by soldiers are really touching. Marshal, after you read it I will never find the New Navy News useless."

Akainu was startled. He thought that Speer was just doing his job, but he didn't expect that he really loved doing the New Navy newspaper, so he decided to chat with him more.

"No, no, how can I abolish the New Navy News? There is just something wrong with the strategy, and we need to adjust it in time."

"Adjust? How to adjust?"

Akainu: "I thought it was too simple to awaken the awareness of the navy. I thought that as long as I sit in the office with your editorial department and write a few words, thousands of navy can feel the resonance and take action to support the new era. navy."

"The facts clearly tell us that this is wishful thinking, so why does no one read the New Navy News? We have to analyze it from a realistic perspective."

"First, there is definitely no problem with the content of the newspaper itself, at least there is no major problem. Second, it is possible that other bases are far away and the New Navy newspaper has not been sent yet, but there is no way there are so few replies, which shows that this is not the main reason. .”

"Thirdly, since there is no problem with the content and the communication channels, it only means that there is something wrong with the recipient of the newspaper."

"And we have to analyze this problem from several aspects. First of all, you ask, is it possible that many sailors are illiterate and cannot read at all? How can they read newspapers if they are illiterate? Even if they know a few words, how many like it? Reading densely packed small print newspapers? They definitely prefer to go to pubs and listen to people bragging and farting to get information.”

After listening to Akainu's analysis of his emotions, Liuspel suddenly realized: "The marshal is right. There are really many sailors who are illiterate. Many of those who join the navy are poor children who had no chance to receive education when they were young."

"So you see, we have to eliminate illiteracy first and let all the navy have the ability to read newspapers."

Akainu continued: "But just because the sailors are illiterate, it doesn't mean that the New Navy reported nothing to the new navy. There are still many people in the Navy who have received education and are literate, at least those officers are literate, so why do they treat the New Navy so badly? How about repaying the disdain?"

Liuspel shook his head, this was beyond his understanding.Although he has lived for most of his life, he has been working in the editorial department.

Akainu continued: "Because all the navies in the world are no longer a unified organization. The naval bases below are already semi-independent. Some are even making their own money. They completely abandon the word justice and just hang a navy. It’s just that the name makes it easy to get things done.”

"I believe that the scandalous affairs of those naval branches have reached the point where they cannot be seen at all. They have reached the point where they are spurned and scolded by the local people, and are worse than even pirates."

"I would like to ask, how can such a navy read a new naval newspaper printed from a distant headquarters? How can it care about the verbal shouting from the headquarters?"

Liusper's face was stiff. He didn't dare to say these words. At the same time, he felt that Akainu, as a naval marshal, had belittled the navy too much.

"Maybe the Navy has not fallen to this level."

"No! The matter is more serious than I thought." Akainu closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and when he opened his eyes again, determination flashed through him.

"So we need to change our strategy. Before promoting the New Navy News, we must first cultivate a group of people who will receive the New Navy News."

"How to cultivate it?" Liusper wanted to know eagerly. He really wanted to make this newspaper a success and treat it as a dream.

Akainu smiled brightly, and he suddenly thought of the inheritance of revolution.

On the road of revolution, it is never one person who lights the torch and runs the whole race, but one person after another, passed down from generation to generation to illuminate the darkness.

Anyone who believes that one person ran the entire race or regards one person's fire as the "only fire" is a heroic view of history, or the narrowest mechanical heroic view of history.

Now Akainu suddenly made this naive mistake. Perhaps he was too eager, thinking that he could do everything by himself.

This is impossible.

But it's not impossible, because Akainu knows that the world is different.This is a world where one person's extraordinary power can determine the outcome of a war.

But at the same time, Akainu believes that the power of ordinary people gathered together can also shine in this world.

This does not mean that ordinary people should pick up guns and fight, but that everyone should "stand up" and work together with their hands to create a world in which they can live and work in peace and contentment.

At that point, where would there be a place for pirates to survive?

Except for a few born evil people, more pirates were originally just ordinary people, but the chaotic world did not allow them to feel at ease and be ordinary people.

Now, facing the question of "how to cultivate the soil" from Liuspel, Akainu replied:
"Put up a high flag that the whole world can see, and at least let those within the Navy who believe in justice gather under this flag."

"What is a high flag that can be seen by the whole world?" Liusper was even more confused.

"Okay, today's conversation ends here. Remember my words. As for what a high flag is, you will know at the ceremony two days later." Akainu felt tired after a busy day.

"Okay, Marshal." Liusper obeyed the order and exited.

The night was deeper.

Akainu sat alone in the office, his eyes facing the faint sea.

Boo boo boo boo.

The phone on the table rang.

answer.

Turan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Reporting to the Marshal, I have successfully arrived at the Deep Sea Prison Impel and conveyed your orders to the Prison Director Hannibal and Deputy Director Magellan."

Akainu: "How?"

"There are only ten prisoners in Impel. The two of them have agreed to leave immediately to attend the marshal's inauguration ceremony and the meeting of the lieutenant generals this afternoon."

This afternoon?Akainu was stunned, and when he looked at the time on the wall, he realized that it was past twelve o'clock.

"Very well, thank you for your hard work Turan. You can get some sleep on the return ship."

"I don't have to work hard, Marshal. You can leave any other tasks to me."

Akainu smiled.Because of Turan's special position, he was often sent to convey orders. It was as if he were there in person, which made the other party feel more respected.

Turan picked up Django in the morning. After Akainu talked with Django and settled him, he immediately sent Turan to the deep sea prison Impel.

"Come back safely first, the next big thing will be in the new headquarters."

"Obey! Marshal!"

Akainu hung up the phone.What happened next was too important for him to sleep peacefully.

Whether he can succeed in reforming the Navy first depends on the carefully prepared inauguration ceremony, and whether what he wants to do at the inauguration ceremony can be successful depends on this afternoon's meeting with the vice-admirals.

"Forget it, if you can fight for one more, just fight for one more. Reform is inherently a bloody matter."

"After all, the mild reform method has proved too difficult. The failure of the first issue of the New Navy News is Mingzheng. We must quickly screen out those who will come with me and use the most drastic method."

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West Sea.

Compared to other oceans, the West Sea has not only pirates but also notorious mafia running wild.The five major mafia families originated here.

The navy's power in the West China Sea is even weaker.

Branch No. 146 is a naval base located in the West Sea, a naval base where beggars would spit twice before leaving.

early morning.

a new day.

In the dilapidated and dirty corridor of Navy Branch No. 146, a small crewmember with a crew cut was diligently scrubbing the corridor.

From the rising sun to the sunset in the afternoon, only the sunlight shines through the window on the face of the little flat-headed boy who is working hard and sweating.

This is still a young man who has cleaned the entire corridor alone.When he stood at the end of the corridor and looked back at today's results, a small sense of pride and accomplishment rose in his heart.

But the navy, which can have a cheap sense of accomplishment just by cleaning, is destined to be incompatible with Branch 146.

Bang!

Buckets filled with sewage were kicked over, contaminating the freshly scrubbed corridors.

The young man glared angrily, but when he saw clearly the group of marines who had polluted his day's results, he quickly stood next to the corridor and saluted a standard military salute.

"Commissioner Jauno, say hello to Second Lieutenant Mal!"

"Hahahaha! Look at this stupidity!"

But what responded to Geuno's seriousness was the wanton ridicule of Lieutenant Mar and his followers.

Geuno pursed his lips and still stood by the corridor, without lowering his right hand in the military salute.

Second Lieutenant Mal wears nose and earrings. When he laughs, he also likes to show his long tongue with tongue studs. He has a colorful cockscomb on his head and exposes his chest with a purple toad tattoo. This is a glimpse of the gangster's little scumbag. This guy, if he wasn't wearing a coat of justice, he wouldn't be a second lieutenant in the navy.

Mal and his followers strutted past Geuno, suddenly stopped and asked, "Did you mop this floor so clean?"

Geuno replied loudly: "Report to the second lieutenant, I wiped it."

Mal's eyes widened: "Who asked you to wipe it so cleanly?"

Geuno still saluted the military salute: "This is what I should do as a naval serviceman."

"I'm going to ask who asked you to wipe it!? Don't you know I don't like such a clean floor?!"

Geuno, who was just a new recruit in the navy, was confused by the question and answered according to the procedure: "No one asked me to do it. I read the navy manual. This is my duty."

"Duty? Haha! Did you hear that? He told me about naval duty!" Mal pointed his index finger at Geuno, as if he heard a big joke.

"Hahahahahaha!" Mal's followers naturally praised Mal's smelly feet and laughed together, for fear of slowing down.

Mal himself had had enough laughter, put his hands on Geuno's shoulders, and said in a lower voice: "The duty of the navy is to kill pirates, why don't you go?"

The new recruit Geuno was completely confused by the question and glanced at someone in Mal's squad. The man shook his head at Geuno.

"Who are you looking at?" Mal looked at his five followers and locked eyes with the new one.

"Report to Lieutenant! The reason I didn't kill the pirates was because I wasn't given a gun and bullets, and I wasn't given such a task." Geuno suddenly answered Mal's question in a loud voice.

The resounding correct answer made Mal startled, then furious.

"You're fucking making fun of me, aren't you!!"

I saw Mal locking Geuno's neck with his hands and pressing down. At the same time, he pushed his knees up hard, and then gave him an elbow strike.

Geuno was beaten to the ground by the gangster's standard method, but Mal's anger was not over yet. He squatted down, stepped on Geuno's head, and forcibly twisted out his right hand.

"Bring the knife."

Mal's eyes were fierce, and immediately a boy put a sharp knife into Mal's hand.

"Hold him down, I want one of his fingers."

Mal's younger brothers immediately swarmed up and suppressed Geuno. Under the dark crowd, only a young man's head and a white right hand were exposed.

"Want to shoot pirates? Then say goodbye to your index finger today."

Mal showed a bloodthirsty smile and asked the boys to take out Geuno's right index finger. Then he raised the knife and cut off Geuno's right index finger neatly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!" Geuno, who was unable to resist, let out a heart-rending scream.

"What beautiful fingers." Mal held Geuno's blood-covered fingers to admire them, then stretched out his long tongue with studs and licked them.

"Boy, today is just a lesson. Next time you show me how stupid you are, I will cut off the index finger of your left hand, one by one, so that you will never be able to pull the trigger."

Mal gave a bloodthirsty smile, threw his severed finger to Geruno, and left.One of the five followers hesitated, but still followed Mal.

In the same place, only the young Jeuno was left curled up in the corner crying.The last sunset before darkness was also taunting him.

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dark night.

The handyman Geuno was lying in his dormitory in the utility room. There was no bed, only a mat, and he was curled up facing the wall.

His body was very weak, and his entire right hand was wrapped in a white bandage, but it was obvious that the person who bandaged it was careless. The place where the index finger of his right hand should belong was oozing with dazzling red blood.

Squeak.

The utility room doors were pushed open.

"Look at you, even the lowliest handyman rejects you. You are not allowed to live in the dormitory and come to this dank place."

The person who spoke was also a young man, Haye, a friend from the same hometown of Geuno, and one of the five followers of Second Lieutenant Marr during the day.

Haye put the supplements he brought on the table and looked sour when he saw his friend Jeuno facing the wall without looking at him.

"You can't blame me, there's nothing I can do. If I had spoken up for you, I wouldn't have lost a finger."

Geuno still didn't speak.

Haye sighed: "Don't mess with Second Lieutenant Mal anymore. That guy is crazy and kills people without blinking an eye. If he says he wants to kill the whole family, he will kill the whole family. Even the mafia is afraid of him."

"I didn't mess with him." Geuno turned his back to Haye and said the first sentence.

"You offended me!" Haye was suddenly angry.

"The entire 146 branch, with more than 1000 sailors from top to bottom, all accept black money from pirates, but you don't accept it! You are an alien! You dare to go back and report, who can tolerate you here? You deserve to be bullied by them! Beat you! You! Cut your fingers!!"

Haye was unable to get angry, so he could only vent his anger on his friends from the same hometown.After he finished yelling, he cried himself and knelt down towards Jauno's back with a thud.

"Geunno, I beg you, don't be as stubborn as a fool. The Justice Navy is not what we originally imagined. They drink, play cards, play with women and collude with the pirate gangs every day. If we don't blend in, we won't even have a way out. ! You will be played to death by them! You will be tortured to death! I really beg you!"

But in the face of his friend Haye's tearful kneeling request, Geuno remained unmoved.

Unable to bear it any longer, Haye stepped forward and forcibly turned Jauno's body facing the wall, and found that he was not hiding from him, but was facing a newspaper with tears streaming down his face.

The flowing tears wetted Jauno's face, the pillow, and every real word on the newspaper.

As a good friend of Geuno, Haye knew that these were tears moved by Geuno. He couldn't even remember the last time he saw Geuno so moved...

"What are you looking at?"

Geuno's tears kept flowing and he shook his head, "I don't know. I got this from the infirmary. They said it was sent from the Navy Headquarters."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Because you see, it contains our dreams."

Haye's expression froze, and he suddenly remembered the last time he saw Jauno so moved.

It was that warm afternoon in their hometown that he and Geuno determined to help the navy become "partners of justice."

Haye finished reading the newspaper.

I feel that everything is too far away, so far away that I can't remember clearly.

I can’t remember exactly what I was like.

Haye trembled and touched the certificate of submission on the back of his neck, a purple toad tattoo.

(End of this chapter)