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

"What I want is not just a few or dozens of powerful fighters, but thousands of soldiers who have fought with me for decades." The man stretched out his arms, as if to embrace the entire battlefield: " If I don’t have you guys by my side, go fuck the feats and honors!!”

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The war has come to an end for the time being, and the most busy and exhausted on the front line at this time is undoubtedly the medical unit.

These battlefield angels who have been on the front line several times carefully bandaged the wounds of many wounded comrades and dealt with the serious injuries of the seriously wounded.

Many sailors were already extremely tired, and they didn't pay attention to the occasion. They collapsed on their backs and fell asleep.

The general was still patrolling the battlefield, and Sakaski's back was as straight as ever, but the exhaustion and burnout that could not be concealed on his face revealed the general's current physical and mental state.

From the start of the scramble, shape lava giants as majestic as mountains and scatter meteor volcanoes filled with Hellfire Legions.

From single-handedly picking the strongest man in the world, to launching the fruit awakening to kill in a large area... These extremely physical and mentally exhausting big moves are frequently used by him.

Even if he was as strong as Sakaski, it would be too much for him.

"Fox! Fox! Are you still alive, kid?" A black-bellied old dog raised his foot and kicked the adjutant who was lying on the gun barrel with his butt pouted, and was still sleeping soundly.

Upon hearing the extremely familiar voice, Lindemann jumped up and saluted Sakalski in a dignified manner.

Seeing that this guy was fine except his face was black with ashes, Sakaski breathed a sigh of relief, and he made a gesture to kick: "Don't do this, let me ask you, when the troops are reorganized, the last How many people from the Second World War did not come out?"

Mentioning this, Lindeman's expression was also a bit gloomy: "Mr. Sa, because the Templar Warden troops fought very hard on the frontal battlefield, the defensive battles on the second front were basically taken by our brothers from the expeditionary army. "

He suddenly paused, and took a long breath: "The [-] death squads stationed in the second front to delay the pirates' attack, less than [-] came out."

"...[-] people?" Sakaski turned his head and looked at the ashes that could not be seen clearly, his expression full of pride and sadness.

Lindeman grabbed the officer's clothes suddenly, his eyes full of nostalgia: "Mr. Sa, the brothers said that they don't regret it. Also, they asked me to tell you that they did their best."

This upright man turned his head away for the first time, not wanting his subordinates to see his red eye sockets.

After leaving Lindeman a word, he strode towards the second front.

Fujitora, who had just stepped off the warship, stared at the burly figure that was getting farther and farther away, and asked the well-known fraudster with a little puzzlement: "Mr. Sa should be the most troublesome in this battle. Why doesn't he Take a break?"

The chief of staff of the expeditionary force tilted his head and taught this "new recruit" a good lesson.

He raised his hand and patted Fujitora on the shoulder with a clichéd sense of vicissitudes: "Mr. Sa said, 'He's going to pick up those great guys and go home.'"

There are singing voices coming from afar, the voice is low and deep, like paying homage, like remembering, and like guiding the direction for these children.

"The sea is watching, the beginning of this world.

The sea also knows that the end of this world. "

The ashes all over the sky are slowly falling, as if they are burying someone.

"So what it invites to go is the way to go. So what it leads to is the correct world." The tragic singing never stopped, and the burly figure fell down in the dust in the sky, carrying a scorched human figure Regardless of whether it would stain the white coat on his back, he carried him out of the second front step by step.

The deep singing never stopped, and someone sang loudly among the ashes.

"Pain, suffering, all tolerated for me

Broad, gentle, and tolerant for me. "

Standing beside Lindemann, Fujitora smiled and faced the second front line, with some doubts in his words: "This song is..."

"This is "Song of the Navy." The fox opened his narrowed eyes and told the other party seriously.

Different from the bright and brisk rhythm of the classic "Binks' Wine" that pirates regard as the classic, this "Sea Guide" is full of tragedy and sadness.

Just like two contrasting songs,

Pirates can run amok without restraint, but the navy carries the whole world on its shoulders.

The vice admiral standing next to Fujitora also sang to the beat of the song, and more and more naval soldiers stood up.

Their bodies were covered in bandages, and their faces were full of tiredness.But one by one, facing the direction of the second front, shoulder to shoulder, singing their own song:

"The sea sees the beginning of the world, and the sea knows the end of the world.

Should I disappear from this world, the omniscient sea will guide me. "

Big tears flowed down the faces of these battle-hardened sailors, sending a final requiem to those heroic spirits.

"Don't panic because you're here

Don't be afraid, your friends are waiting.

Go forward bravely, that blue distance. "

381. Generation of Miracles vs. Injustice

With the sudden stop on the frontal battlefield, the news that the huge pirate army headed by the Whitebeard Pirates was hit hard by the navy and the King Shichibukai camp also spread like wildfire.

From the beginning of the defensive battle in this new world, in the face of the aggressive and fierce offensive of the rampant and fierce pirate group, the situation on all fronts was unfavorable.

In the early stage of the war, the World Government was still able to continuously assist the Navy Headquarters in dispatching multiple batches of reinforcements to the second half of the Great Route, while also doing its best to carry out information blockade.

However, paper could not contain the fire after all, as a large number of refugees, including several kingdoms in the New World, poured into the Chambord Islands.

Many news about the decline and defeat of the frontline positions still spread to people's ears from various channels.

For a while, people's hearts fluttered, and there were different opinions about the situation and situation on the frontline battlefield.

[The frontal battlefield has been defeated one after another], [the Western Front has lost its position] and other news, both true and false, have enveloped everyone who cares about this battle, and it is becoming more and more intense.