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

Their movements are uniform.Every time I raise my leg, every time I swing my arm, it seems to be uniformly carved out of a mold.

One step, another step.

Their steps are as precise as machines.Their expressions revealed perseverance in their indifference.

It seems that it can crush everything in front of it, even death can't stop the legion from marching.

One step, another step.

No gimmicks, no displays, no words, Sakalski walked up to the award platform in the most low-key way.

One step, another step.

Their steps matched his, and no other noise could be heard.

The huge phalanx looks like one person.

There are no dazzling lasers, no dazzling icebergs, but everyone can understand what he means.

I am the Legion.

The shadow of the military cap covered most of his cheeks. In the melody of the Soviet March, Sakalsky slowly opened his eyes.

It was like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years began to tremble, like a monster that pried open the gate of hell.

He didn't need any behavior and gestures to show the world. The burly soldier simply stood in the central space reserved by Polusalino and Kuzan.

But like the phalanx under his command, it is unstoppable.

Across the screen, this oppressive feeling hit like a real thing.

"Promote Lieutenant General of the Headquarters - Sakaski, to Admiral of the Navy!"

"Code Name: Red Dog!"

The moment they heard the title of Lord of Legion was finally spread to the ears of the world, the eyes of those expeditionary navy soldiers in the phalanx were no longer cold and piercing, and reversed like ice and fire.

Fanaticism, the fanaticism in the eyes of the soldiers is like a flame that burns everything, even if it is burning themselves, they are willing to go through fire and water.

The white beard who had been staring at the screen suddenly raised his wine glass and saluted Sakaski from a distance.

Marko, who was by Edward's side, was familiar with his father's talent-loving character, and nodded in agreement: "Sakaski is indeed good at running the army."

Unfortunately, this time, he guessed wrong.

"No, Marco, I respect you, not Sakalski." Whitebeard shook his head, poking the phalanx in the picture with his thick fingers.

"Perhaps, they are just small people, and they can't play any role in high-level battlefields. But they are willing to continue for the past. This is not a demeanor that can be described by just saying [stick to it]."

"Do you know what I saw in them? My stupid sons" Whitebeard drank the wine in one gulp, his eyes sparkling.

"I saw faith."

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ps: Respect Big Brother, Respect Unchanged Faith

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival~Happy holiday~

Wahahahahaha, finish working overtime and go home for dinner.Tired to death 23333333333 I need to sleep for 12 hours!!!

12 hours!!!

Also, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival~ Today I will pay homage to you~

Hahahahaha! I need to sleep for 12 hours!!! I haven't slept more than 5 hours in a month, damn it!

226. The Distress of the Grandpas

In the early morning of the second day after being promoted to general, Sakalski was keenly aware of a strange atmosphere emerging at home.

And this feeling of unexplainable weirdness came from the navy figure database and living library who was making breakfast in the kitchen downstairs.

"Sakaski, I made coffee for you." The girl greeted upstairs with a cheerful tone.

【something wrong】

Sakalski's, it's not unusual for Robin to cook breakfast.After all, what he wants to train is not a flower vase, from basic housework to warship operation, it should not be difficult for this beautiful girl.

only...

"By the way, Gouzi, isn't it your turn to make breakfast today?"

"Rabbit, I'm also thinking about this." Sakaski frowned. For a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder like him, the daily routine listed on the plan would be awkward for a long time even if there was one thing missing. What's more, the cup of coffee used to revive the soul in the morning?

Akainu turned his attention to the alarm clock beside the bed. Normally, his own biological clock is far more accurate than the mechanical clock.

This weird situation made him wonder for a while that he had overslept and didn't get up on time to make breakfast, which made Robin self-reliant.

But the pointer of the alarm clock is precisely at the position of 6:30, and then the alarm goes off.

[The time is also right, the same as in the past. 】

"Maybe it's just that the little girl is in a good mood today?" Gion stretched comfortably, and began to put on his military uniform.

Sakalski pressed down on the clock that was still beeping, quickly finished dressing, and decided to go downstairs to find out.

"..."