I, Sakaski, Will Not Be Easily Led by a Dog Chapter 422

Ignoring the resentful adjutant, he smiled sassyly towards the other end of the phone. Before he could speak, the dumbfounding voice of the female nurse at the health care center on the other end of the phone rang out from the phone bug:

"Several combat heroes of the expeditionary force, let me remind you again that our 75° medical alcohol is used for sterilization and disinfection, not for you tons and tons!!!!"

391. One Piece's Playback Diary (Part 2)

Turning to the health care center, the nurses tried to snatch the alcohol used for medical treatment from the patients.

"No, let me tell you, if you don't drink some water when holding a gun, your hands will shake easily. Once you drink the water, you will be stable." Several veterans who are well versed in the characteristics of the Legion raised their palms holding the alcohol bottle high, and opened their mouths Just come and tell the nurses all kinds of fallacies.

However, the angels in white are not easy to deal with. They have taken care of the patients who were injured and hospitalized in Marin Fando, from the generals of the headquarters to the ordinary recruits.

From the treatment of cold-blooded anti-social personality to various stress and trauma syndromes, the business scope is also quite extensive.

I have dealt with this group of embryo killers and hammerheads of the expeditionary army. It can even be said that the most frequently injured are the soldiers belonging to the expeditionary army sequence.

In the daily battles between Hundreds of Wild Hunts and New World pirates, even though these soldiers are skilled in combat, it is inevitable that they will suffer casualties.

Many people are regular visitors to the war zone hospitals, and the nurses can often joke with them: Oh, it’s coming again~ don’t come again next time.

The experience of fighting against this group of muscular teasers can be described as quite rich.

Grasping the loopholes in the other party's words, the head nurse sighed helplessly, and counterattacked: "Good boy, but this is a hospital, and you don't need to touch the gun."

"Mr. Sa once encouraged us to become an expeditionary force that [comes when called, can fight, and wins]." The veteran was very proud, shaking his head and motioning to the head nurse: "We don't forget At the beginning of the heart, maintain a state of combat readiness at all times!"

The head nurse said that she was speechless. She couldn't call Sakalski to verify whether the other party had said this sentence, and she couldn't judge whether the guy in front of him used the speech in the appropriate context.

But she knew one thing clearly: this group of killers was looking for drinks all over the room.

Although within her criteria, medical alcohol can never be considered as [alcohol].

There is nothing I can do to treat these group of soldiers as old fritters, but Shanren has his own tricks, and of course there are ruthless people who can control them in this ward to clean them up.

"Brigadier General Tullius, what are you talking about, their nonsense will affect the healing of the wound." The head nurse turned her head and complained softly to the capable man who was watching the show with folded arms.

Even in the ward, this middle-aged soldier steadfastly wore a dark red Roman style armor, with a small crew cut that resembled Octavian.

The nasolabial folds extending from the sides of the nose and the fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes all imperceptibly reveal his qualifications in the army, and the head nurse's title of Brigadier General undoubtedly highlights the man's outstanding military ability.

Since the first batch of veterans who were called to join the Expeditionary Corps in 1504 in the Haiyuan calendar, those who can survive until the end of 1516 are actually not too many.

In the continuous wars that have lasted for more than ten years, some people died in the wild hunting of hundreds of people used by the expeditionary army to sharpen and improve their skills, and some died in the battlefield of all nations organized by the world government for the first expedition to the new world .

There are many more who died in the recent frontal defense battle of the New World, and died under the bombardment of the golden lion falling from the island.

Counting the world conscription, this is already the third conscript of the Expeditionary Army.

The veterans among these veterans, as long as they can survive to this day, can probably make a name for themselves.

On Tullius's dark brown, almost bronze-colored skin, the years have left traces of time silently.

It was in stark contrast to his short, silver-white, soft hair that lay close to the top of his head.

For a long time, he has tried his best to maintain a dress that matches his military status. According to gossip in the army, Mr. Sa once praised Tullius's crew-cut hair that meets military standards when he first glanced at him. .

As for whether General Sakalski feels abhorrence of heterogeneous hairstyles, it is not enough for outsiders to know.

Brigadier General Tullius is different from most of the soldiers that the head nurse saw in the expeditionary army camp, which is why the angels in white chose to use him as a breakthrough point to teach this group of muscular savages.

This Confucian general of the legion does not have the hotness and resoluteness that are labeled as a soldier, and the toughness and toughness of an expeditionary soldier.

On the contrary, he is quite strict and conservative, and almost never gives aggressive orders during fierce battles.

On weekdays, he treats people quite kindly, and never expresses any personal emotions that are too strong.

Seeing the head nurse turning his head to look this way, Tullius, who was leaning against the door with folded arms, shrugged helplessly: "Let it go as soon as you see it, and you guys don't make too much trouble. Under the doctor's treatment, you have basically recovered, but if you want to return to the front line as soon as possible, you must exercise restraint."

Listening to the other party's speech, the head nurse secretly nodded in agreement.

[The real high-ranking and powerful people are approachable, and the general-level sailors are more reasonable. 】

But before the praise for Brigadier General Tullius in her heart was over, the head nurse heard the other party's next sentence: "This is not a bar after all, don't drink that kind of thing that fades out of the bird as a drink."

【. . . . Sure enough, no matter how gentle and elegant the expeditionary army was, they were still barbarians. 】

Even though she was full of desire to complain, the head nurse still suppressed it forcefully. Although Tullius didn't get to the point throughout the article, his words as an officer were very useful.

Hearing Brigadier General Tullius's speech, these expeditionary soldiers who were still holding alcohol bottles high and full of fallacies, even with mournful eyes, obediently handed over the illegal items.

Staring at the seized alcohol bottle on his outstretched palm, Tullius pretended to be calm and wanted to walk out the door.

With his back to the crowd, on that perennially unsmiling face, a magical smile like D'Angelo De Nero gradually appeared.

But before he was happy for more than three seconds, the head nurse's soft call made the old soldier's smile melt: "Brigadier General Tullius, I have your call."

Gan!

Walking quickly to the phone bug, he quietly listened to the call for help from the headquarters' fortress, Brigadier General Tullius still seemed calm and unhurried.

"Mr. Major General, please leave this matter to us. After all, in terms of hunting, who else is better than the expeditionary army?" The veteran who has participated in more than a dozen wild huntings of hundreds of people promised to the other end of the phone: "We are expert."

After hanging up the phone and getting a satisfactory answer, Tullius made a gesture to several expeditionary veterans who were looking at each other.

【Happy hunting!】

Immediately, a frightening coldness burst out from the eyes of this group of old fritters who were just being funny and deliberately acting stupid.

The chilling atmosphere instantly intertwined in the cozy health care center. A veteran licked his lips and asked directly: "Target?"

"The second idiot of the Monchi family, if only he had half the talent of his elder brother." Tullius twisted his neck, and following this move, a series of fine sounds erupted between his muscles and bones: "If you don't Unexpectedly, Ace should be able to pass the assessment and enter the expeditionary army sequence this year."

As soon as Meng Qi's two idiots were mentioned, several veterans under the jurisdiction of the expeditionary army suddenly realized: "Oh~ that guy who was once hanged by Enilo on the flagpole, right?"

But these fierce soldiers who had been fighting and fighting did not rashly rush out of the hospital to join the chasing team.

Instead, they shared data and conducted targeted research on tactics: "Is there anything special about the prey?"

"Superman is a rubber fruit, and his ability to resist blows and blunt blows is not bad, and he seems to know iron." A veteran recalled.

"Does that mean it's super durable?"

"Well, you can let go of your hands and feet this time."

"Use what? Approve Hailoushi bullets?"

"Yes, if you can ensure the survival of the target." Tullius said in a deep voice: "Luring him to come to me, other admirals and admirals refuse to do anything because of their status, but the expeditionary force never picks on the size of the prey."

The silver-haired and brown-skinned general stared in the direction of the headquarters, and explained the careful thoughts of the resident generals: "Do you want to solve this farce as soon as possible but are afraid of offending Tekken Garp? It's a boring trick, dare you take the expeditionary force? As a knife?"