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

As soon as this remark came out, it can be described as a thousand responses.

The veterans who survived the war instantly understood what Enel was referring to.

After experiencing battles of all sizes, perhaps they will no longer express emotion about life and death.

Born in troubled times, they should carry forward as soldiers.

In the war, there are many relatives and friends who are separated from each other, and the comrades who accompany them day and night will die in the next second.

But there is one thing that is kept in mind by the living—the dead are dead, and the living should be strong.

Cry, laugh, live.

Many veterans dragged their tired bodies and raised their fingers to gently close the eyelids of their comrades who died in battle.

Facing the elite pirates of the Black Sail Alliance, none of them flinched, and they all died facing the sea that had been condensed by ice several times—there was the direction from which the pirates attacked.

Either they died under the fangs and claws of those ferocious beasts, or they died in the ensuing full-scale confrontation, or they fought endlessly, but they failed to last until the end of the war.

The rough palm that gripped the weapon tightly did not let go until death.

There are thousands of people shrouded in horse leather.

Not a single civilian was killed in Alabasta.

There was no tearful crying, no heart-piercing shouts, they bowed to the ears of these brothers and sisters and whispered farewell: "Thank you, go down and sleep well."

I don't know whether I am comforting my deceased companion or comforting myself.

When they raised their heads again, they wore sunny and resolute smiles on their exhausted faces, and yelled and shouted all kinds of swear words in the communication channel: "You are really a fucking clever ghost! ...After all, 'that' is a treasure in the world!"

"Hahahaha! Nice! Should have some 'that' to celebrate!"

Boxes of supply boxes full of cold beer and water of life were sent to the ice surface by parachutes by the crew members.

These muscular idiots, who have been battle-tested and alcoholic at the same time, laughed and pried open the box to take out the drinks one after another.

He didn't pay attention to the rules and didn't care about the pros and cons of the environment. With his feet spread out and shoulder width apart, he squatted on the ice at will, and started drinking with his head raised.

There are even sailors holding wine bottles in both hands on the ice, raising their arms above their heads, and twisting their legs uncontrollably in weird dance steps they created.

Several slightly trained sailors maintained a squatting posture with their feet, and once performed a difficult 360° maneuver in full view of the public.

"Unbelievable!! You little red deer!!" Zhan Guo smiled wryly, but did not restrain himself.

But Sakalski was different.

He opted in.

Sakaski kept squatting indiscriminately like a pit, placed the whiskey bottle with a slightly lower alcohol concentration at his feet, picked up another bottle of eau-de-vie and began to compete with an unknown sailor beside him [ Legion Mutual Ton].

Many sailors surrounded the two of them in the center, shouting and cheering loudly.

The elated Enilo hugged Drake and shouted repeatedly: "party! party! Let Megatron bake thousands more apple pies!!! no party, no life!"

The ambiguous speech was accompanied by a strong "Sky Island accent", which made the chefs staying behind on the Megatron ask several times before they could hear clearly what Enilo was shouting.

Enilo's love of apples and apple pies is well known, and Sakaski is no wonder.

He had heard Lindemann and others mention it as an after-dinner joke that Enelu was eaten by a big eater because of an apple pie baked by Robin himself, and in a rage he hung the other party on the flagpole of anecdotes.

But it was indeed the first time he heard the so-called "Sky Island Pronunciation" in a real sense.

Mr. Sa, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, cleared his throat, and patiently taught:

"Come on, Eneru, read after the old man, Apple Pie (Apple Pie)"

The Hulei fruit user looked like he was being educated humbly, and nodded: "Apple pie (ah Pulu pie)"

"..."

Are you all dios like this party creature?

Sakaski stood up with a kind face, and hooked Enilo's neck like a good brother.

After picking up the wine bottle and having a small touch with Mr. Sa, Anilu complimented him with an even brighter smile: "Mr. Sa really seamlessly connects the life of the grassroots army!"

While chatting and laughing happily with everyone, Sakaski also sighed softly: "This old man started his career step by step from a third-class soldier. You can't forget your roots, right?"

The applause from the sailors came one after another, and Enilo nodded again and again, and continued following Sakaski's words: "Brilliant! As expected of Mr. Sa, he easily accomplished what other generals could not do! "

Anyway, as long as Mr. Sa doesn't pursue his attempt to monopolize the "fruits of battle", what's the point of acting a little bit more?

"One cannot forget one's origins. I have been a soldier for decades. It is quite interesting to know that the big guys come up with new words and nicknames every day." Sakarski seemed to be quite nostalgic, his eyes narrowed slightly: "As a leader Those who are in charge should communicate more with the subordinates who make me proud.

Makes sense too, right? "

"It makes sense! Do you think so?" Enilo seemed quite excited, and then resonated with the sailors sitting around.

The persuasive Mr. Sa continued to pave the way: "Everyone can put forward any opinions and suggestions for improvement on the navy on the spot. Similarly, if there is anything I don't understand, I can ask you questions?"

Enil, who hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, immediately patted his chest and boldly assured:

"No problem! That's a must."

The inconspicuous smile hanging from the corner of Sakaski's mouth became deeper and deeper, and a certain young deputy army commander didn't seem to be a very smart sub...

Your Excellency the legion leader with a humble heart maintained a modest smile, and asked Enilu for advice without shame: