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

With a sneer, Sakaski arrived directly opposite Polusalino, but before he could refute the guy's statement, Polusalino quickly covered his mouth: "Ugh..."

The big dog who wantonly spread mental pollution yesterday was full of disdain: "... how can the sequelae be so strong?"

"...Is this disliking Sakaski's appearance?" Karp watched the strange interaction between the two, and couldn't help but quietly asked about the Warring States period.

Warring States looked carefully at the difference in appearance between the two, and shook his head decisively: "No, Sakaski's face is much more handsome than Polusalino's."

"...Could it be? Morning sickness?" Garp's brain circuit was particularly novel.

In the Warring States Period, which is in the state of eating melons, it is rare to see the old fritters in the headquarters with a look of lovelessness: "So, what happened yesterday?"

Polusalino, who was about to lose his San value, finally regained his strength. When he heard the curious question from his boss, he couldn't help but twitched: "What happened yesterday? Heh!"

Although he said not to recall, but being surrounded by the topic of the Warring States Period, the brain of the Shining Fruit ability user couldn't help but recall everything that happened yesterday——

A sunny day starts with a cup of black tea with five sugars every morning.Polusalino habitually sat on a wicker chair with a teacup and browsed the World Economic News.

It wasn’t until reading a piece of lace news that “Krokdal’s Seventh Martial Lord Surprisingly Found a Treasure Ring—Desert Star” that the oldest of the three brothers realized that he almost forgot to order for Sakalski engagement ring.

The Shiny Fruit user immediately dragged Kuzan, who had fallen asleep all the way, and knocked on the door of Gion's house. The two who were holding a large stack of ring style introductions and the magazine "Guide to Straight Men" entered the door, but they were caught by a powder cleaning the house. The furry rabbit's back was taken aback.

The burly figure turned his back to the two of them, and his muscular back stretched out the lovely pink fleece.

The biceps, which were as thick as the thighs of ordinary people, tore and creaked the furry sleeves with every movement of the arms.

"Here?" Muscle Rabbit turned around slowly. Sakaski didn't wear a military cap on his head as usual, and a pink hood barely covered his ears.

On the top of the strong man's head, two playful and cute rabbits with long earlobes fall on the left and right sides.

Gion's home clothes are not suitable for tough guys with muscle bumps, so, in order to earn the big rabbit's forgiveness, Sakaski resolutely put it on.I plan to give a surprise to the two who haven't woken up yet.

Restricted by the size of the bust, the opponent's strong bronze pectoralis major muscles were exposed outside.The pink buttons were fastened with great difficulty, restraining the huge muscle group on the man's chest with difficulty.

But obviously, the effect was not ideal, it only covered two points on the opponent's chest.But in Kuzan's eyes, it's better to just open it up.

Intuitively speaking, Sakaski's height of nearly three meters is still much higher than that of Gion.Therefore, the house clothes that Big Rabbit puts on are extremely fitting and even slightly loose and puffy, but they can't cover Mrs. Sa's lower abdomen.

The well-arranged abdominal muscles and external oblique muscles slowly rise and fall with breathing.

"Ouch!" Kuzan not only woke up immediately and dozed off, but also vomited out this morning's meal.

Polusalino suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and accused the junior brother of his bad behavior of spitting out in other people's living rooms: "Well... Kuzan, you are really, very rude..."

But before the words were finished, Your Excellency the Yellow Ape saw the muscular calf of the rabbit under the apron of Sakaski, and the thick leg hair of the other party full of male hormones.

".....,vomit!"

When the girls resting on the second floor were woken up by the hoarse vomiting downstairs, and opened the door to investigate——I saw two of the Navy Headquarters and Sakasky, who were also known as the three generals of ZTE, kneeling on the floor of the living room I almost spit out the bile.

"Woo~ Sakalski, you are so cute!!!" by a genuine big white rabbit that also poked its head out of the bedroom concierge, and then jumped down, hanging around Sakalski's neck.

The girl who was still watching on the second floor was either stimulated by the smell of unfermented food residue and gastric juice permeating the room, or frightened by the indescribable horror in front of her eyes, so she directly took the precaution of staying on the spot gesture, and covered his mouth by the way.

"Hey, this is the living room that was going to be cleaned with great difficulty." The tone of a certain mobile mental pollution source was particularly unfriendly: "You guys have to clean up your vomit later!"

"Ouch! Brother! This is not our fault!!"

"That's right, vomit...Even Robin vomited!"

"Ouch! Uncle Polusalino, don't act like I represent the lower limit of the Navy's tolerance!"

--------------------------

Polusalino, who was unwilling to think about the next scene that was almost restricted, forcibly ended the memory and took the topic: "Speaking of new weapons, it reminds me of something. The navy has been in Bergapon in recent years Under the leadership of Ke’s scientific research team, many difficulties have indeed been overcome.”

Although Sengoku was extremely curious about what happened at Gion's house yesterday, he still turned his attention to this side: "That's right, when Garp and I first joined the navy, the army usually had smoothbore muzzle-loading guns. Fire a shotgun."

Karp echoed: "You shouldn't see the smoothbore and straight-rifled barrels in the headquarters now, right?"

These two veterans who fought in the sea before the era of the great pirates are the living history and parties involved in the development of naval science and technology.

Sakaski finally answered: "Isn't it a matter of course that the smoothbore gun will be retired? This kind of artillery not only has a slow firing speed, low shooting accuracy, but also a short range.

Perhaps the only advantage lies in the quick reloading of ammunition. "

Huang Yuan, who is currently in charge of the Naval Scientific Force, obviously has more say: "The smoothbore gun has now replaced its only advantage. In order to enhance the range and shooting accuracy of the artillery, I have arranged for the Naval Scientific Troop to conduct experiments on the rifled gun. At the same time as the rifled gun appeared, the breech block was improved, the gun was loaded in the rear, and the firing rate was greatly increased."

"So, having said so much, did Vegapunk come up with something good? Let you spare no effort to pave the way for him?" Sengoku could hear the real intention of Polusalino, Dong Rassi was just saying that he had achieved the results after taking charge of the management authority. These inadvertent demonstrations about the Vegapunk team paved the way for his next sentence.

"It is indeed a good thing. It can be said that I have never seen a better design blueprint than this." Polusalino, whose intention was debunked, did not show any embarrassment, and introduced what he saw to Zhan Guo Dao: "This research requires a huge amount of money and several years or more of research and development time, but once it comes out, it will be a humanoid weapon comparable to brigadier generals and major generals."

Sakaski knew what the other party wanted to say, because yesterday the three of them had a big disagreement on this.

Kuzan firmly disagreed with this kind of inhumane project during the experiment period. Polusalino felt that it would not matter if it was properly controlled and approved for implementation, while Sakarsky strongly supported it.

Indeed, in order to approve the development of this series of weapons, there is no admiral and admiral who will push forward vigorously, and it will not proceed at all.

Not to mention the huge amount of funds and the large number of human experimenters in the early stage of research and development, even if it is a mature product, the cost of each humanoid weapon is equivalent to a top-level warship.

Garp tilted his head, a little suspicious: "Not to mention whether the final result can reach our expected target height, what kind of humanoid weapon of yours should have a resounding name for the project, what is it called?"

Polusalino and Sakasky looked at each other, "Pacifist."

222. The Landlord’s House Has No Surplus Food

"Pacifist? Sounds interesting, do you have a plan?" Warring States looked at Polusalino with interest.

If the head of the naval science unit told him that he was going to develop a strategic-level unconventional weapon similar to the super battleship Pluto, Sengoku might not even raise his head.