Chapter 70 Why Are You so Professional?

The flesh was shriveled, the body was emaciated, and the skin was dry and cracked due to the sun... They were hanging in the air like dried corpses.

If they hadn't twitched from time to time, Arthur would have thought they were dead.

The corner of Arthur's mouth twitched, and he withdrew his gaze with some reluctance, and whispered:

"I'm afraid they can't hold on. Some of them have lost consciousness."

Darren, who had crossed his legs and rested on the desk with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the grotesque scene outside the window, nodded and said:

"Okay, put them down... give them some water first."

Arthur's face suddenly showed a touch of joy, and he immediately turned around and trotted out.

Darren stood up from his chair, lit a cigar, and walked out of the office.

In front of the gate of the dilapidated military fortress, Borsalino was lying on a beach chair, basking in the sun comfortably.

'Could this guy's devil fruit ability become stronger when exposed to the sun? '

A ridiculous and absurd idea suddenly popped up in Darren's mind, and his expression was a little speechless.

He shook his head, ignored this guy, and walked straight to the port.

At this time, Arthur had brought other navy officers to lower the group of gangsters from the G5 branch from the air.

They lay on the ground in a mess, sipping water in small sips, and wailing weakly from time to time.

Seeing Darren smoking a cigar and walking towards them step by step, these guys suddenly seemed to see the devil, their faces turned pale, and their bodies struggled to retreat.

Their "boss" was too scary.

First, he easily beat them up, then tied their hands with ropes, supported them at the tail of the warship, and dragged them all the way back to the G5 base.

This is not over yet.

After experiencing the baptism of drowning in the sea water and the attack of sea beasts along the way, they originally thought that they could take a breath when they returned to the G5 branch.

But unexpectedly, this was just the beginning.

Hanging... exposed to the sun!

For two whole days and two nights, there was no food or water supply!

They saw the real hell from the man in front of them!

Compared with this devilish man, how could they, the G5, be called "hooligan", "trash" and "scum"!

Looking at the expressions and movements of this group of crooked people, Darren squatted down with a smile and exhaled a dragon-like smoke from his mouth.

"Well, let's talk about the situation now, otherwise it would be quite embarrassing if this matter got out... I, Rogers Darren, was robbed by my own direct subordinates."

"To be honest, I'm very angry."

The bearded man in the lead heard this and swallowed nervously, but finally mustered up the courage and gritted his teeth and said:

"This, this is how G5 survives!"

"The military assistance and funding from the Navy Headquarters are extremely limited, and G5 is located in the core hinterland of the New World, surrounded by major pirate forces... If we are not a little cruel and violent, we can't survive at all."

"The death rate here is too high... The severity of the situation here is simply beyond the imagination of your headquarters' navy!"

At this point, he stared at Arthur and other headquarters navy with resentment on his face.

"You sit comfortably in an office surrounded by a fortress, living a life of luxury... but we are fighting pirates in the New World!"

"When they want funding, they say the military budget is limited; when they want support, they say the journey is too long!"

"We can only rob what your headquarters won't give us! Is there any problem with that?"

He became more and more excited, as if he wanted to vent all the anger and resentment he had accumulated in G5 for so many years.

"This is the New World, not a place like Paradise where you play house!"

"Only by being violent and cruel enough can you deter pirates! Only by being cruel enough can you defend this shabby damn naval base!"

"Do you know how high the mortality rate of G5 is!?"

"40%!! In a year, almost half of the new recruits sent here are gone!"

"Just to defend this broken base!"

The bearded man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered disdainfully.

"But what will happen in the end?"

"High positions and generous salaries have nothing to do with us. You bastards who sit in the office and smoke... and you scold us G5 as "scum", "scum", "garbage", "hooligans"!!"

The other G5 soldiers also glared.

Arthur and other headquarters navy were speechless, pursed their lips tightly, and fell into silence.

They wanted to refute.

There were many reasons to refute.

"No matter what, you are navy, not pirates!"

"How can the navy do plundering!?"

"What's the difference between you and pirates?"

"..."

But they couldn't say it.

Because the guy in front of them was telling the truth.

The extremely cruel facts were coldly placed in front of them.

The dilapidated military fortresses, the dilapidated artillery positions, the rusty gun barrels, the warships covered with spider webs and unusable...

Even in the previous "robbery", the weapons used by this group of G5 were rusty, and no one was equipped with expensive muskets, only weapons full of gaps and dirty uniforms.

The only ship that could be used was shaky and about to fall apart, and the ammunition in the gun barrel was not explosives... but the cheapest smoke bombs.

Under the pressure of material shortages and pirates, it was too extravagant to talk about noble justice and the navy's perseverance.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the bearded man sneered again:

"You are speechless, right?"

He looked at Arthur and the others with contempt.

"You guys who only know how to talk nonsense, how can you know our difficulties--"

Bang!

A military boot suddenly kicked him in the face, sending him flying several meters away.

The bearded man rolled on the ground for several times, his face visibly swollen, and he looked at the admiral who was slowly retracting his foot in confusion.

No, we were talking fine... why did you suddenly start fighting?

"I didn't ask you these... I'm tired of these. Do you think that as the new base commander of G5, I don't know your situation?"

Darren sneered expressionlessly.

There was no change in his emotions at all caused by the bearded man's words.

The bearded man shrank back in fear and stammered:

"Then, what do you want to hear?"

"Didn't you say you were angry about being robbed by your own subordinates - our G5?"

Darren looked at him like an idiot and suddenly asked back:

"Who said I was angry about this?"

The bearded man was surprised and said:

"Then what are you angry about?"

Darren's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Since you have chosen the target, you should be more ruthless and decisive, and directly pierce and sink my warship... Judging from your performance just now, you should be good at water, right?"

"Sink the warship, wait for us to fall into the water, and then you can harvest... Isn't that good?"

"Even if we lose some treasures, it is at least safe enough. If we act quickly enough, we can't even send out a distress signal..."

He looked at the bearded man and other G5 navy with disdain, and said with regret:

"With your level, you still learn to rob others!?"

"It's so embarrassing!"

The bearded man and others were struck by lightning.

Their minds went blank.

Yes! !

Darren's words exploded in their minds like a thunderbolt.

Doing this is undoubtedly a more effective, quick and safe way!

What a genius!

No...

Big Beard and others suddenly realized something and stared at the Vice Admiral in front of them with a dull look.

No, why are you so professional! ?

You are a serious navy!

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