I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

Ghost Spider frowned, this was the third time he had heard the words "not ready" from Sakaski.

He couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Lieutenant General, please forgive me for being humble. In my mind, soldiers in the navy can be roughly divided into two types."

"Oh? Tell me." What Sakaski hoped was for his subordinates to use their minds.

"Some people regard joining the army as a means of earning a living. They have no choice whether to pay for the army or simply to save their lives. Of course, the vast majority of sailors choose to join the navy with a stick to justice in their hearts." The ghost spider considered the vocabulary , trying not to be too explicit.

"Which of these two types of people do you think is the majority in our army?" Sakaski understood what the ghost spider wanted to say, but he still asked back.

"Uh, my subordinates don't dare to speak nonsense." The ghost spider recalled those veterans who asked when the military salary would be paid, and remained silent.

Gion was mentioned by the ghost spider, and she also thought of the veterans who returned from the East China Sea with her some time ago. She hesitated, but decided to say it: "There is a veteran named Bermer, who very simply stated that She came here for the highest salary in the legion, but strangely, she also expressed that she would be the first to die in the battle against pirates..."

"Bermer?" Sakaski always felt that the name was familiar, but he didn't match the number for a while. "Do you know why?"

Ghost Spider and Gion looked at each other and shook their heads.

But obviously, [-]% of the veterans recruited in the expeditionary force were attracted by the legion's high allowance.

Sakasky took a sip of beer: "The two types of sailors mentioned by the ghost spider just now summed up well. The sergeants who come for money and life, and the soldiers who dedicate themselves to their dreams and perseverance are essentially neither high nor low."

"But..." Ghost Spider wanted to refute that in his heart, a sailor with justice in his heart is a good soldier, not a warrior who is running for money.

"Ideals can't be eaten, ghost spider," Sakaski shook his head, "Soldiers need ideals, but they can't absolutely rely on ideals. There will always be a certain gap between life and ideals, and there will be one trade-off. long."

"From the perspective of the grassroots navy, relying on the meager allowances, the sailors want to live a better life, are they wrong?" Sakarski asked rhetorically.

"This..." Gion seemed to understand what Sakaski wanted to express, but she always felt that there was a layer of paper covering the answer she was looking for.

Sakalski took out a Pele from his pocket: "We cannot completely separate the two. My generals, while looking up at the stars, we also need to keep our feet on the ground."

The fox was thoughtful, and Polusalino seemed to have said similar words to him when the giants recruited soldiers.

He couldn't help interjecting: "Lieutenant general, can we understand this: to give sailors sufficient material foundation, so that they will not be impoverished by joining the army, so that they are willing to fight for great profits, but at the same time bring Their spiritual support and belief, let them understand why they are fighting?"

Sakasky clapped his hands and said: "It seems that you really learned something from Polusalino! It's absolutely correct!"

He looked at the ghost spider and Gion who suddenly realized, and followed Lindeman's words and said: "The legion's high allowance is to attract soldiers to join, and there must be brave men under the reward."

The ghost spider nodded, he fully understood why Sakaski always thought they were not ready: "Sufficient material but no firm belief, this is a bunch of noble soldiers who can only fight with the wind!"

"Sakalski, what do you think they believe?" Gion asked the question "For justice?"

"Justice is just an illusory framework." Sakalski confided his views on the word justice for the first time. "Some people join the army to protect their families, and that is his belief. Some people protect the weak from being bullied by the powerful." , that is his justice"

"Justice is a banner that brings together countless people who are looking for answers." Sakaski's eyes were filled with a strange light. "What is justice, the veterans have their own answers in their hearts. What they lack is a warlike heart!"

"And in the Legion, I want to rekindle their blood!" Sakaski slammed his fist on the table. "Let's go tomorrow! It's time for them [wake up]"

163. Lord of Legion

Nearly [-] warships, large and small, departed from the circular deep-water naval port of Marin Fando one after another.Looking at the past, it seems that the entire sea is occupied by the huge fleet of the expeditionary force.

"Tsk tsk, it's really spectacular. Compared with the Demon Slaughter Order, it is simply eclipsed." Garp stood on the upper level of the fortress, holding a binoculars and said in admiration.

Warring States leaned against the window with a teacup in hand, hooked their fingers at Karp, and begged for the binoculars: "At present, the expeditionary force is only in its infancy. It looks powerful, but its overall combat power is better than that of the five lieutenant generals in the headquarters of the Demon Slaughter Order." Adding ten major generals to the lineup is still far behind."

The veteran general took a sip of tea leisurely: "But ten or twenty years later, it will be very different. Only then will the real expedition begin."

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"Hey! By the way, has the expedition started yet?" Bermer, Rikki and other female soldiers were assigned to a top sailing warship of the Navy Headquarters.

Surprised, but also more or less apprehensive.Of course, this is also the common feeling of most legion sailors.

As we all know, the New World is a paradise for pirates, and the control of the navy and the world government has been minimized in the second half of this great sea route.

Not only are the forces intricate, but the kingdom, the rebellious army, the Navy headquarters, the world government, the underworld, armed merchants, arms dealers... all want to get their own share of the big pie of the New World.

Moreover, the pirate groups that can enter the new world are not too weak. Among them, those big pirates who are famous all over the world are the rulers of the islands in the new world.

The target of the expeditionary force is the overlords of these new worlds.

Rui Ji shook her head and rejected Bermel's guess: "Something is wrong. If you enter the new world, there are only two paths."

"Either the warships will be collectively coated in the Chambord Islands, and then head to the new world from the newly opened fishman island route station, or they will stop on the red earth continent, and then use the land pass to cross over to G1 in the new world." Branch." A female officer in a coat interrupted the conversation.

Holding a special elongated rifle with a scope in her hand, she introduced herself briefly: "Kerrigan, a retired school officer in Beihai, a scout, a sniper."

Belmer had a face of sudden realization, and she stretched out a hand: "Bermer, a retired military officer in the East China Sea, has served as an assaulter and other positions. You mean that our mission this time is not in the New World?"

The young woman who called herself Kerrigan simply shook hands with Bermer: "Our course is exactly opposite to the position of the Chambord Islands, and we are headed towards the first half of the great route."

As she spoke, she laughed herself: "Anyway, I didn't understand what pirate forces in the first half of the great route needed to use this kind of super-large fleet to encircle and suppress." Kerrigan watched the warship split into two pieces. In the waves, a somewhat absurd thought came to my mind: Is it going to go to the North Sea?

"It doesn't matter what kind of power he is, I can work for the legion anyway. Other troops can't enjoy such a generous salary." Bermer laughed like a rogue who is not afraid of boiling water. two companions.

Rui Ji joked: "Then how about letting you be a cow and a horse for the army commander?"

"Not so good!" Bermel rolled his eyes, then lowered his voice: "We haven't even seen the true face of the legion commander."

The female sniper from Beihai frowned: "What? You should be the first group of legionnaires to Marlin Fandor, right? Haven't you even met the legionary commander?"

"See, I must have seen it, in the newspaper, oh, of course, there was also the short-lived live broadcast of Murloc Island's head beheading." Zhi Ruiji, a woman with a bronzed complexion, shrugged and casually said a wisecrack .

The topic of the three of them unknowingly turned from the goal and course of the legion to the life of the supreme commander of the army.

"Lei Nuo and I chose to join the Expeditionary Army just because we wanted to act like the head of the army, but unfortunately we didn't get to meet each other." The sniper from Beihai felt a little regretful.