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

But Mr. Sa still took chances, and tried tentatively without giving up: "Can't we send Xiliu? That scumbag is idle!"

Hearing this, Robin couldn't help sighing: "The deputy commander lost Marco after chasing him, and he was about to attack someone. You let a birdman appear in front of him... Are you really trying to murder?"

The black-bellied beauty rolled her eyes, then lowered her voice and moved closer to Sakaski's side to encourage: "Actually, there is another way to prevent the birdman who is passing through our air defense firepower network from meeting you."

Mr. Sa, who had no interest in the interview, gestured to the eccentric little guy in front of him with great interest after hearing the words: "What method?"

Maintaining a serious posture, Robin put his left hand lightly in front of his chin and cleared his throat: "Sister Gion is looking for you to fight [post-war artillery] on the full warship, as long as you two fight for three days and three nights, the pursuit of timeliness The Morgens will certainly look for fun and turn to interview someone else."

Sakalski stared at the little brat who had run the wheel into his face with a complicated expression.

The girl pretended to be unaware, and obediently asked for advice: "Is there anything wrong with my proposal?"

Looking up and down at this little thing, which pot is not open and which pot to lift, after a long while, Sakaski asked in a slightly embarrassing voice:

"Why do you think the old man is hiding in the kitchen?"

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534. May the blue dragon guide you to catch fish all day by the river

Five minutes later, Sakaski reluctantly appeared on the deck of the warship.

He still had the same paralyzed face with rare expressions, which seemed to be the same as usual, but anyone who knew him well could see some clues from the micro expression of this guy's upper lip tightly pursed and the corners of his mouth drooping.

The young female officer who was keeping half a step behind him looked quite happy, her lips were slightly upturned, she was wearing a decent and bright smile, and her eyes were sly and proud.

Wherever the two passed, the young sailors were all moved by the playful smile of the goddess.

The decisiveness and ability honed in the military career make Robin look heroic in every move.

As the saying goes, there is a poetic spirit in her stomach, and reading a lot of books since she was a child allows the girl to swim in the vast ocean of knowledge, and at the same time cleans her spiritual outlook.

Different from many military warriors who are fierce in aura and aggressive in speech and behavior, this woman who is privately called "Valkyrie" by the sailors has added a bit of intellectual beauty to her courage and perseverance.

This slightly weird and contradictory temperament has been perfectly integrated in her. It is no wonder that many new generation sailors are fascinated by it.

However, before the deer in the hearts of these young people had time to bump into each other, they were abruptly frightened back by a certain evil spirit exuding an icy aura all over their bodies.

Among the highly disciplined military organizations, Sakalski disdains the so-called view of some young people that "appearance is justice".

Judging from his rich experience and life experience, this statement can't stand up to scrutiny at all, and it doesn't hold water at all in the military.

Not to mention that one of the five generals is a world-class comedian who can act as a comedian by opening his mouth.

And it's really unexpected that his vicious appearance, which can scare children to stop crying, can still intercept countless fans in the army.

There are millions of people in the army, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women who have a good-looking talent and are enough to stand for models and Miss Universe.

But in the military system that worships the strong and pays attention to individual strength, a pretty face obviously cannot catch the attention of soldiers more than the military medal worn on the chest with the head held high.

Sakaski has no doubts that if one day he accidentally gets the way and is turned into a woman by the demon king, then the number of sailors who want to chase him is estimated to be arranged from the Navy Headquarters to Judicial Island.

Quickly passing by the sea soldier, Sakaski still maintained his usual vigorous and vigorous style, and walked towards the birdman who had been waiting on the deck for a long time.

"Mr. Akainu!!" The president of the World Economic Daily greeted warmly and cordially, and even bowed deliberately to Sakalski.

The other party's respectful attitude was really unexpected.Even Sakaski, who put on a bad face, adhered to the principle of reciprocity, and said with military courtesy: "President Morgens, Marshal of the Warring States Period has other military affairs, and the special order will be responsible for the reception. Please forgive me if there is any incomprehension.”

"It's okay, I'm here mainly to report on you." Unexpectedly, Morgons shook his head like a rattle, speaking surprisingly.

"Key report... me?" Hearing this, Sakaski was a little displeased. He is not a "popular star" who can easily earn top traffic with a single record.

It is understandable for him to make an expounding speech on behalf of the Navy collectively, but if it involves personal aspects, it is really lackluster.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning and asked: "I thought this was a live interview about the battlefield..."

Before he finished speaking, Morgons, who was afraid that Sakalski might misunderstand, said one after another: "Of course this is a live interview about [War on Top]!

But considering that you are one of the military governors who contributed the most in this war, it will be easier for us to restore the battlefield by focusing on you. "

The reasons given by Morgans are quite sufficient, and it is understandable to restore the battlefield from point to point through the mouth of the parties involved.

But for some reason, Sakaski cautiously glanced around, and there was unavoidably a little anxiety on his indifferent face.

"The marshal should leave this kind of trivial matter to the propaganda department of the military brigade, instead of assigning it to the front-line combat unit!"

Sakalski, with the tough words of a hard-working martial artist, complained in a low voice at a slightly faster speed:

"I don't have time to talk to the camera about the so-called 'total victory'."

[Yeah, someone has the leisure and elegance to hide in the kitchen from his wife...] The "intimate" little padded jacket standing behind Sakaski secretly slandered.

Through Huahuaguo's unreasonable detection ability, the move "dazzling" is applied to the whole ship --- with the help of eyeballs blooming on countless petals, Robin quickly found his "cheap daddy" in the kitchen.

At that time, a certain person even euphemistically called the embarrassing act of "escaping shameful but effective" shamelessly: assisting the chef in pickling pickles.

Morgans threw out a series of questions about the war, but he never noticed that the frequency of Sakalski's scanning around slightly increased.

Less than half a meter away from the devoted journalist, Gion happily waved at him.

Finally, the president of the World Economic News Agency began to conclude this slightly hasty interview after collecting satisfactory materials.

"May I ask what the Navy's plan is in the near future? Do you intend to enter the waters of the New World?" Big Bird's question was as tricky as ever, but it was full of topicality.

A word to the point.