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

As the only warship full of female soldiers, it is guarded on the right side of the flagship ship, but the huge shadow of the ship far surpassing their warship is like a sleeping monster, which makes people feel very depressing.

Bermer put one hand on his brow, comforting him with a look-out gesture, "Don't worry, the Legion Commander's ship is right next to us, and we will have many chances to see him in the future!

Not only the few of them, but the entire Grand Fleet is curious about this legion leader who has seen his head and tail.

They thought they would be able to see the demeanor of this admiral candidate in the headquarters during the month of training at the headquarters, but they didn't know that they didn't see each other's figure until the warship started.

Although these veterans from all over the world and the branch have seen Sakalski's photos in the newspapers, they are only limited to the photos and the deeds published in the newspapers.

"Hey, Tullius, at the legion welcome ceremony, the two generals Zhan Guo and Zefa who were in charge of organizing the expedition showed up, and our legion leader didn't see anyone. What do you think he thinks?" On the vanguard ship, An officer hooked the veteran Tullius' shoulder and asked.

Tullius, who kept silent and continued to observe the wind direction, did not answer him, because he did not know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the legion master.

Tullius, who had been responsible for the leadership of a branch himself, realized that this was not in line with common sense-retired officers from all over the world gathered together because of the recruitment order of the headquarters, but as the head of the army who was actually in charge of commanding the entire expeditionary force, he was late. Are you late?

The veteran shook his head, suppressed all the wild thoughts in his mind, and yelled at the man who spoke to him: "As observers, we are the eyes and mouthpiece of the fleet. We are not allowed to talk casually at work, please be more reliable."

"What are you talking about? I, Renault, am a serious veteran of the North Sea. The rules in the army are much clearer than a guy born in the East China Sea like you..." The guy who was boasting was halfway through, when he was caught by a wave behind him. The huge force lifted it into the air, and it was thrown into the sea cleanly.

"Ahem... Who the hell... Ghost...Major General Ghost Spider!!" Although he fell into the sea by surprise, the veteran with excellent water skills jumped a few times in the sea and quickly poked his head out and roared.

But when he saw clearly who was looking down on him from top to bottom on the warship, the Beihai veteran who "knows the rules" was still taken aback.

The ghost spider was expressionless, but he still listened to Lieutenant General Sakaski's words. In the past, he would have collapsed with a single shot.

The eight-armed vanguard moved his eyes slightly, and looked at Tullius who was obediently observing the sea beside him: "Name, rank, soldier?"

"Tulius, former branch lieutenant colonel!" The dark-skinned veteran replied with a correct attitude.

"Which branch was it before?" Ghost Spider lit a cigarette.

Tullius answered every question: "I once served as the chief of staff of the 77th Branch of the East China Sea!"

Only then did the ghost spider look at the veteran who is currently serving as an observer: "Heh, have you ever held a leadership position? If you are the commander of this ship, what should you do as soon as you discover the enemy's situation?"

Tullius was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the major general of the headquarters was testing him.

But no matter what he said, he was also a middle-level officer who had led the fleet, and he was not flustered in the face of the ghost spider's random test: "Although it is called a vanguard ship, the first priority of this ship is not to confront the enemy. Alert the fleet as soon as possible, and then summarize the observation information to the flagship."

The other party's serious and responsible attitude and well-organized answers reminded the ghost spider of Lindemann who served as a staff officer on the flagship. He waved his hand and signaled the other sailors to drag up the idiot who was still swimming in the sea. Looking at the resolute face of Tullius: "My former adjutant of staff has been transferred to the regiment commander, and you will take over his job temporarily on the vanguard ship."

"Yes!"

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As Kerrigan's absurd prediction did, the fleet departed from the headquarters and headed in the opposite direction to the first half of the great route with the help of the eternal pointer.

Although the wheel formation used by the fleet is a very safe defensive battle formation, but there will never be short-sighted pirates who dare to challenge such a large fleet, right?

Tullius, who was temporarily serving as a staff officer on the vanguard ship, picked up a piece of information that he had just received. Even a big pirate would probably choose to avoid it when he encountered such an army.

But these days of sailing, it seems that the large fleet of the legion is fine-tuning the route according to the information sent by the various branches of this route every day.

Tullius pushed open the hatch with the latest coordinates and walked onto the deck: "Major Admiral Ghost Spider! This is the latest position, and the target is getting closer to us than the previous sea area! Perhaps today we will meet with Target met!"

"It's not about meeting the target," Ghost Spider corrected. He was controlling the steering wheel with one hand, and picked up the binoculars with his right hand to look at the foggy sea in the distance—nearly ten warships with black sails loomed in the fog.

"Notify Lieutenant General Sakarski that we have encountered a target!"

"Northwest direction, ten o'clock direction!" The phone call of the flagship was quickly dialed from the observation deck, "The target fleet was found!"

Immediately, an indifferent voice came from the flagship to the ears of the sailors on each ship through the shared channel phone bug: "I am the commander of the army, Sakaski, and I am notifying all ships to prepare for battle at the first level!"

Sakaski put down the phone bug, looked at the rapidly busy command room, and nodded slightly.

What else can awaken the bloodthirsty desire in the soldiers' hearts more than a hearty killing?

Surpassing all the rhetoric, the wonderful and strange pleasure of swiping the saber and pulling the trigger, the steel blade cutting across the flesh.

The expeditionary force is different from ordinary naval forces. Its original intention was to hunt and kill those big pirates.

It does not have the function of daily defense and patrolling the sea area, and does not have the requirement to defend the naval base. Its only requirement is to kill, an efficient and fast annihilation team formed purely for pirates.

And the pirates who also discovered this huge naval fleet tried to go deep into the fog-shrouded sea area, using the weather to get rid of a terrifying army.

"Legion Commander, the other party seems to be planning to take advantage of the unfavorable sea conditions to escape. Of course, it does not rule out the other party's consideration of ambushing our warship first." Lindeman, who was serving as a staff officer, made his own judgment. "From the perspective of prudence, the fleet cannot enter the fog for the time being, and the weather is slightly worse."

Sakaski twisted his neck, and appeared on deck for the first time after so many days at sea.

"The time of day is not on their side!"

His legs were slightly bent, and he rose straight up, crashing into the sea fog like a meteorite.

"Someone is going in!" The sailors of the vanguard ship were the closest to the fog, and they were the first to notice the figure in the navy coat entering the fog.

"Wait, what is that!" A sailor pointed to the gradually reddening air mass in the fog.

The fleet that keeps its formation on alert has a more intuitive and clear global vision. "Hey! Look!" Many sailors on the warships exclaimed.

A pair of big hands of lava brutally broke through the fog floating above the sea from the inside out, and completely pulled the sea fog that plagued the naval fleet to both sides in the most unreasonable way.

"Is that...the Legion Commander?" Bermer muttered to himself as he witnessed the terrifying force that turned the world around in one fell swoop.

Gion did not know when she came to their side. She looked up at the huge lava figure, and stood on a pirate ship that was completely paralyzed on the sea surface. Some of the magma was even submerged in the sea water, and there was a violent explosion. transpiration.

Although the rest of the pirate fleet was not affected, they seemed so small in front of this giant.

Gion's tone was full of undoubted pride: "That is the walking Scourge, Lord of the Legion of the Burning Legion!"