I, Sakazuki, Will Not Take a Dog Easily

Sakazuki also didn't have any hypocrisy with Jiazhi, and went straight to the theme: "Thank you for leading the army to respond. I need medical bays in your kingdom, a lot of medical bays."

With a beautiful blond curly hair, Vinsmok Kage has been familiar with the straight military temperament of Sakazuki after dealing with each other for so long: "No problem, Lindemann notified this side before. You will be seriously wounded. Just carry it over."

The commander-in-chief of Derma 66 and Sakazuki walked side by side: "This time the main expedition did not take the initiative to ask Ying to follow, will you blame me?"

"Blame it? No." The commander of the expeditionary army shook his head, and explained the facts: "Suppressing the pirates is the responsibility of the navy headquarters. Even if you have a cooperative relationship with the headquarters, there is no reason to let a franchise country fall into war. "

Kage smiled knowingly when he heard the words. If the relationship between kindness and righteousness is eliminated, this is the important point for him to appreciate Sakazuki.

Although this guy is a bit stronger, in essence, he truly treats his allies on an equal footing.

All the kings who have dealt with Sakazuki find it very comfortable to get along with this general.

They are the objects of cooperation, not subject countries that must obey orders.

"Next time there is a large-scale battle, remember to call me." His Majesty the King smiled and gave his promise.

The group of Sakazuki, led by Kaji, walked to the medical area dedicated to the expeditionary army by Germa.

Seeing the corps commander and the deputy commander came to visit in person, the veterans of the corps lying in the high-end medical cabin blushed.

These obviously expensive medical cabins were used by Sakazuki on the wounded soldiers at the grassroots level.

Whether you love the soldiers or not is not a matter of lip service. These seamen who have been fighting for many years are not blind. Why does Mr. Akadog allow the pirates to surrender in a decisive battle with obvious advantages?

Wouldn't it be better to kill all according to his usual style?!

These veterans and wounded soldiers gave their own answers.

Sakazuki stared at a female soldier. He faintly felt that this person was a bit familiar, and for a while, he couldn't remember where he had met.

He glanced at the opponent's broken leg, and comforted many wounded soldiers in a loud voice: "This can help you further reduce inflammation, stop serum wounds, and monitor the damaged organs in the life-saving device. Whether immediate surgery depends on the situation."

Bermel really didn't expect that the legion commander would visit him personally. From the beginning he joined the expeditionary army for military pay, and now he really regards this place as a big family.

Even if the monthly assessment is so strict, even if every wild hunting operation is a lick of blood.

She looked excited but couldn't help being a little worried: "Legion commander, these devices are expensive to run...is it really okay to give us grass-roots soldiers?"

"Will it be a pity that I didn't retire due to injury?" Sakazuki had a smile in his eyes and made a small joke.

"I would like to die for Mr. Akainu." Bermel did not shout loudly, but under the soft response, there were simple words and a firm mind.

Another veteran expressed his emotions in a more direct way. He laughed aloud: "To be a navy man, and to die as the soul of the Legion."

"It's terrible cohesion." Vinsmoke's commander's tone was full of praise. Even if he was in charge of the clone army, he could vaguely feel the military spirit of the expeditionary army.

Mentioning this, he suddenly proposed to Sakazuki: "Are you interested in buying my cloned soldier? The ex-factory price is lost."

"No fear, no hesitation." Kage proudly showed his most kingdom's military power to Sakazuki.

He raised his finger and tapped on a treatment cabin, and continued to promote his products: "These clones are equally fearless and fearless than the veterans of the expeditionary army, and absolutely obey orders."

"Absolutely obey orders?" Sakazuki seemed to think of something, and asked aloud: "Similar to the natural social structure of worker bees and queen bees?"

The science master of the Djerma Kingdom could not help but lower the volume and whispered and explained: "Yes, your vision and insight surprised me again."

He made a gesture to the pedestrian, kept silent and led several people into the heavily guarded scientific research center.

Rows of nutrient tanks are filled with mature male human bodies. These clones are like in the mother's body, curling up to maintain the stable growth of muscles, blood vessels, and internal organs.

Whether it was Sakazuki or several other expeditionary soldiers, they looked around as if they had entered the Grand View Garden.

The style here is very different from that of the naval scientific force. The cold and transparent nutrition tanks are displayed around, and the low beeps of monitoring instruments are humming in the empty metal space. The scientific research personnel who are tightly wrapped in chemical protective suits perform their duties and conduct sample testing and recording in an orderly manner.

"I can see that you have something to say to me." Seeing this burly admiral hesitated to speak, His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Djerma took the lead in picking up the topic.

"Worker bees and queens, worker ants and queens, it seems that the breakthroughs in the biotechnology of the Djerma Kingdom are not just pedigree memes." Sakazuki sighed softly, and the field survey overturned his previous stereotypes. . The bloodline meme is only the most praiseworthy achievement, but the various bioengineerings that have been added to the genetically modified little ghosts are by no means a simple task.

Even the most basic man-made soldiers of the Djerma Kingdom, these clones have their own uniqueness.

Seeing Sakazuki, I also wanted to discuss with Kaji on the genetic level. Standing behind him, Shiliu and Moria rolled their eyes at the same time. These genes, inexplicable academic topics such as worker bees, queen bees, and so on make these talented killers like a bible book.

"The boss of Sakazuki, I will take a few lieutenant generals a step forward, and everyone will meet in the reception hall." Uncle Xiliu said that instead of listening to the two guys forcing a few words, what is "the society of worker bees and queen bees" The topic is whether the structure is born or is forced to be formed by the environment. It is better to go to the reception hall and eat a bucket of honey.

Sakazuki and Kaj alone turned into a test room consisting of a thick soundproof wall.

The admiral thought for a moment, and asked in a low voice if pointedly, "Can you bury another hidden DNA to set the terminal gene chain?"

Seeing this for this reason, Kaji suddenly understood something, and tentatively asked: "I think, this level of genetic chain is not known to outsiders, right?"

"Can it be done?" Sakazuki did not give its own answer directly, as if letting the chief scientist of Derma imagine it.

As if deliberately playing a mystery with Sakazuki, Kage did not answer the previous one. The commander only slightly narrowed his eyes: "How many cloned soldiers do you plan to have?"

Who knows, the insightful admiral shook his head unexpectedly: "These cloned soldiers, you don't want to give them to me for free, and they pay the ex-factory price?"

The cloned soldiers that can be cultivated in these five years are indeed excellent, what Gage said is true.

The vast majority of the evil forces in the Kingdom of Djerma that shocked the world were made up of these clone soldiers.

Coupled with the cutting-edge technological weapons of the Upper Djerma Kingdom, the clone army, which is as fierce as a robot and absolutely executes the orders issued by Gage, is a nightmare on the battlefield.

But Sakazuki is unwilling or daring to choose these loyal soldiers.

Through the implantation and deletion of the microscopic DNA domain, the cloned soldiers made them lack fearful emotions when they were born.

Loyalty and absolute obedience are even more carved into the genes, but at the same time, they also castrate all their thinking and innovative consciousness.

Although such soldiers are tough, they lack growth.

"The Expeditionary Corps will not purchase," Sakazuki categorically rejected His Majesty’s kindness, and he immediately grabbed the opponent and lowered his voice and proposed: "But I think the world government will be happy to arrange the arrangement on the holy place of Mary Joa. This kind of absolutely loyal guard."

Gage was taken aback for a moment. The previous talk about the ordering of clone soldiers was just a temporary motive.

If the soldiers were sold to Mary Joa as stated in Sakazuki, wouldn't it allow the already powerful and boundless world government to add countless warriors?

"This...something wrong, right? The cloned soldiers are the foundation of our country's strong military strength after all." The chief scientist, king and military commander of the Djerma Kingdom hesitated.

Sakazuki seems to be a successful arms crocodile at this moment: "Superficial, and did not let you hand over the technology to the world government, they are buying your goods!"

His eyes flashed with inexplicable and mysterious colors, and he tried his best to persuade and persuade Jiaji: "In front of you, you can gain the power of the Uncrowned King of the North Sea. It is by standing with the navy headquarters. We work together to create Jie. The splendor of the Dolmah Kingdom."

"The new king of the drum kingdom, Valbo, has rejected your sincere invitation for medical cooperation. The navy cannot intervene in the affairs of the two countries within the participating countries. This is a rule." The devil's whispers constantly stimulated Gaj's heart, like a curse. Engraved into your mind: "But if you can make the five old stars feel that you are loyal to them, a small kingdom of drums, you will be destroyed."

The hesitant General Germa thought for a moment, as if he had made some determination. Suddenly asked a question that the bull's head is not right: "What are you going to use as the starting language?"

"Order 66." The demon Titan undertook the conclusion of this secret conversation that will be forgotten in history.