This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

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In fact, even Whitebeard himself, the command of the Whitebeard Pirates can only be limited to the main ship Moby Dick.

His control over the more than 40 pirate groups under his command is extremely fragile.

This is an organizational form that relies on favors and relationships as ties.

The biggest drawback of this form of organization is that when the captain of the pirate group loses his prestige or dies, the pirate group will fall apart at a terrifying speed.

This is also the reason why the Whitebeard Pirates collapsed so quickly after the top battle, and were even quickly annexed by the Blackbeard Pirates.

But the navy is not the same as the pirates.

The navy is the most powerful and organized violent law enforcement agency in this sea. The command structure is extremely strict, and there is a clear chain of power from top to bottom, allowing the navy to organize combat forces efficiently and orderly.

To give a very simple example, the Whitebeard Pirates cannot live without Whitebeard. Once Whitebeard dies, the entire pirate group will quickly disintegrate.

However, even if the Marshal of the Warring States Period died in battle, the navy would have a clear and good power organization structure to maintain the stability of the entire navy's combat power.

Among them, the middle and high-level officers of the navy play the most important role.

The military academy is a place to cultivate outstanding officers and talents. The design here is not just to cultivate reckless men with strong combat capabilities from the very beginning.

Therefore, the setting of cultural courses is reasonable.

"It's really good..."

Seeing that all the military students around looked like scumbags, Ron smiled with interest.

Very good, only if you behave better, can you stand out that I am awesome.

Otherwise, how can I get the limelight?

Thinking of this, Ron picked up his pen.

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The warm sunshine shines in from the classroom windows, and the cool sea breeze blows the young faces with frowning brows.

In the huge classroom, there was silence, only the rustling sound of writing could be heard.

Gion looked around and walked out of the classroom slowly.

Outside the corridor of the classroom, two old figures stood there, quietly looking at the students in the classroom through the glass windows.

"Teacher Zefa, Sister He..."

Gion came in front of those two people with a respectful expression.

The burly figure on the left is of course Zefa.

And standing next to Zefa was a gray-haired figure.

Her hands are folded across her chest, and her eyes with long crow's feet are full of deep wisdom.

It is a kind of wisdom accumulated over the years.

She is short in stature, with a large cloak of justice on her shoulders, her face has experienced many vicissitudes, and the gentle temperament of an older woman is mixed with a sassy heroism.

Chief of Staff of the Navy Headquarters, Lieutenant General Crane, one of the veterans of the Navy in the same era as Zefa, Garp and the Warring States Period.

Lieutenant Admiral Crane does not belong to the combat sequence of the Navy Headquarters. Her position is the highest staff officer, and she is mainly responsible for the administration, inspection and staff work of the entire Navy Headquarters.

And her other identity is the ideological and political instructor of the military academy.

Staff Officer Crane nodded towards Gion, with a kind smile on his face.

Although there is a big difference in age between Gion and Gion, she has watched Gion grow up since she was a child, and Staff Crane has always regarded Gion as his biological sister.

"It seems that this group of little guys are in trouble..."

Staff Officer Crane turned his eyes to the classroom and murmured with a smile.

Gion nodded upon hearing that.

"It's really embarrassing for them to write such propaganda articles."

She paused, as if remembering something.

"What's the matter?" Staff Officer Crane keenly noticed the change in her expression and asked.

Gion's beautiful face smiled and said:

"Nothing, just found a very interesting young man."

"Oh?" Staff Officer Crane was curious.

Gion grew up in the Marine Headquarters of the Navy since he was a child. His talent is not inferior to that of Sakasky and the other three monsters. He is extremely intelligent...

Coupled with the fact that the older generation of navy doted on this well-behaved and smart girl, it made Gion feel a little arrogant.

This is also the reason why Gion always maintains a sense of alienation.

It's quite rare for a young person that Gion calls "interesting" and recognized.

"Who is it?"

Staff Officer Crane asked.

Gion pointed to a young figure in the corner of the classroom who was writing a book and was out of tune with the freshmen in the surrounding military academy, and said with a smile:

"It's him. During the class just now, no one was listening in the whole class. He was the only one who was taking notes carefully and listening intently."

Staff Officer Crane looked in the direction Gion pointed, and was slightly startled.

It was a young face with sharp edges and corners, not very handsome, but there was a unique firmness in the brows.

The densely packed answer sheet was full of words, compared with the large blanks of other people, it was a bit shocking.

Does he know what he is writing?

Are you scribbling?

The moment this idea popped up, Staff Officer He shook his head.

As the chief staff officer of the headquarters, she is in charge of intelligence work and has a unique way of seeing people. Her vision is so sharp that she hits the nail on the head. Even the Marshal of the Warring States Period who has the reputation of "wise general" is full of praise.

She could tell that the little guy was confident in the paper he was writing.

"What's his name?"

Staff Officer Crane asked.

Gion said softly:

"Ron."

After the voice fell, the expression of Zefa next to him changed slightly.

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"What's wrong, Zefa?"

Sensing the change in Zefa's expression, Staff Officer Crane turned his eyes.

"You know this brat?"

Gion also looked at Teacher Zefa curiously.

Zefa, who was wearing sunglasses, had a slightly embarrassed expression. Of course, the old man Xindao knew this brat, and he was the one who slapped him for his panda eyes.

He coughed lightly and said:

"Well, it's a very interesting kid. I chatted with him for a while last night."

He paused, then continued:

"Last night, this brat braved the storm to train on the military academy grounds, and almost lost half his life."

As soon as this remark came out, a look of shock flashed across the faces of Staff Crane and Gion.

They were very clear about the weather last night, it was not the weather for normal training at all.

The most important thing is that since Ron is a freshman in the military academy, he will naturally undergo the daily physical training of the military academy.

The physical training in the military academy itself is extremely rigorous, and ordinary people simply cannot bear the terrifying amount of training.

After the daily training, the other cadets were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves. How could they have the energy and mood to arrange extra training for themselves?

Or was it in the bad weather last night?

That kid named Ron, die?

Staff Gion and Crane couldn't help but look at each other, both of them could see the doubt in each other's eyes.

The two of them turned their eyes to Ron at the same time.

The golden sunlight fell freely and transparently on the young navy by the window in the corner of the classroom, and the whole was filled with a quiet atmosphere.

The young man frowning and smiling sometimes looks like a quiet and peaceful picture scroll.

The side face with sharp water chestnut angles exudes brilliance freely and freely.

For a moment, Staff Gion and Crane were a little dumbfounded.

"Didn't expect it... The old man didn't expect..."

Zefa smiled wryly.

Staff Officer Crane reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and suddenly asked:

"What's the evaluation of this little guy?"

The so-called evaluation is naturally the comprehensive evaluation of the files of the freshmen in the military academy.

Zefa shook his head and said:

"Medium, the recommended training direction is staff officer and intelligence officer."

"civilian."

Finally, he added two words with a hoarse voice.