"No Xia? What, what happened over there in Xihai? Why did you call the office so suddenly?"

"No, I just feel that I have nothing to do in the West Sea, and I want to take the initiative to help my department take care of some troubles."

Nuo Xia leisurely said, "Mr. Warring States, although I am only a major general for the time being, if you leave it to me to escort the monarch of a country to Mariejoia, there should be no problem, right?"

"I've told you so many times that you don't need to be so humble, kid."

Warring States' angry voice came:

"The reason why you are a major general is just because of your lack of qualifications. Everyone here in this headquarters knows that your brat's strength is enough to be at the forefront even among lieutenant generals. Is it interesting to talk to me about these nonsense?

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"But this time, you actually offered to take on the escort mission, which I didn't expect. It's really gratifying..."

Warring States on the other end of the phone seemed to be flipping through relevant documents, "Well, let me see which other countries on the West China Sea have not been assigned to the escort team. It seems that there are indeed one or two left..."

"They're not worth a trip myself."

Nuo Xia chuckled lightly, looked at the thick diary on the table, and said quietly:

"General, could you please help me check whether there are any arrangements for escorts in Lot Kingdom over there in the New World?"

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Naval Headquarters, Marinevando.

After the negotiation was completed, Zeng Guo hung up the phone, a smile spread across his face, and his expression was obviously more comfortable and relaxed than before.

Being able to take the initiative to stand up and help the department bear the pressure at such a critical moment, it turns out that old men and women like them did not misjudge that brat.

"Nosha's phone number?"

Opposite the desk, a tall figure sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

"That's right."

Warring States picked up the tea cup and said with a smile:

"He will leave before the end of the month to pick up the royal family of the Kingdom of Lot in the New World, and go to Marigioa to attend the World Conference. Calculating the distance, he should still be at your place for supplies and rest, Sakaski."

"Is this so..."

The figure on the sofa is none other than Akainu, the commander of the G1 branch who has only come to the headquarters to participate in meetings in recent days. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly:

"That's good. I've always wanted to meet this junior brother before, but unfortunately every time I came to the headquarters, I missed it and couldn't do it. Now I finally have the chance."

"Hear what you mean..." Warring States looked strange, "Don't you still want to compete with him?"

"There is indeed some interest."

Akainu said calmly, "Almost everyone in the headquarters now believes that he is the best student since the establishment of the elite camp. I just want to see if he is worthy of this evaluation."

"It's up to you." Warring States shook his head helplessly, "Be careful when the time comes. After all, we are colleagues..."

Akainu was noncommittal and nodded slightly.

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Xihai, the first branch.

At the end of another hard day of training, Nuo Xia had just taken a shower and was about to go to the restaurant for dinner when a loud banging sound suddenly came from his jacket pocket.

This is a miniature phone bug he carries with him. It is a private number and not many people know about it.

Could it be that it was a call from the Warring States Period and there were changes to the escort?

Hasn't everything been settled? Nuo Xia frowned slightly, but still answered the phone immediately.

What he didn't expect was that the voice from the other end was a somewhat eager young man's voice:

"Mr. Nosha, Bako... Bako has just urgently mobilized a warship and is preparing to go to sea!"

Penn?

Nuo Xia suddenly narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light.

After being silent for about a month, has that guy finally made any movement?

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It's clear after the snow, with black sails fluttering, and a pirate ship is sailing on the endless sea.

A banquet was being held, and cheerful and scattered choruses echoed in the sea breeze.

"Yo ho ho ho ho, yo ho ho ho~?"

"We pirates split the waves~"

“I’m on the boat with my head resting on the waves~”

…

The drunken pirates hugged each other, singing songs and laughing loudly on the deck.

From time to time there was the sound of beer glasses clinking against each other.

corner.

Little Robin sat there with his knees in his arms, staring blankly at the singing and dancing pirates.

The breath on his body was dead and incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"Hey! Annie!"

A fat female pirate in her fifties suddenly came over, grabbed her with drunken eyes, poured the large beer cup in her hand into Robin's mouth, and grinned:

"Now that you've joined a gang, how can you be there alone? You have to have a good drink!"

Cough, cough...

Robin was caught off guard and was given a large gulp of beer, which made him cough repeatedly.

She wanted to resist, but her little strength was not enough in front of the obese female pirate, and she was eventually forced to drink a large glass of draft beer.

When the obese female pirate threw her back to the ground again, her face had turned red and she couldn't even walk steadily.

"You are such a useless brat, hahahahaha, why can't you just drink so much!"

The female pirate laughed wildly, poured herself another glass, drank to her heart's content, burped after drinking, and said drunkenly:

"But today's wine seems to be really strong. Even I feel drunk faster than usual..."

Boom!
Chapter completed!