General Lanlin of One Piece

Chapter 73: This year’s recruits are not good enough
Marine Headquarters Marine Fando.

The magnificent Fortress of Justice stands in the center of the island, with a seagull sculpture symbolizing peace spreading its wings and standing on the top of the fortress.

In front of the Fortress of Justice is a huge crescent-shaped square.

It was early summer, and the sun was like fire, hanging high in the sky.

In the square, rows of navy soldiers wearing blue and white uniforms were sweating profusely and undergoing various training.

Long-distance running with weights is used to build endurance.

Wooden knife sparring exercises the body's ability to resist blows and its flexibility in combat.

High-intensity high leg raises, specially designed for shaving that breaks through the Navy Six pose.

For various physical training projects, the minimum number of repetitions is in thousands.

Some soldiers fell to the ground from exhaustion during intense training.

At this time, a military doctor on standby quickly stepped forward to provide emergency rescue.

After rescuing and taking a short rest, the soldiers will continue to engage in intense training.

In this huge square, it is rare to see soldiers arrogant and lazy.

Because once the training results do not meet the standards set by the instructors, these recruits, who come from all over the world, come from the Grand Route, and come from the New World, will be sent back and lose the qualification to directly join the headquarters and become elite warriors.

The navy soldiers who can pass the first level of selection and obtain the qualifications to go to the headquarters for training are all tough-minded people, and they will naturally seize this rare opportunity.

Not to mention that there is a big difference in military rank between the headquarters and the branch.

Even the headquarters' training resources for soldiers and generals, as well as the wages and benefits paid, are far beyond what the branch navy can match.

In this place, as long as you perform well enough, there will be no shortage of opportunities to be promoted!

At this moment, in an open space in the center of the square, a square arena was simply surrounded by some thick rope wooden pillars.

The arena was very large, and there were two muscular recruits standing on the stage, sparring with fists.

The sound of banging, banging, and clashing fists and feet was endless.

Although the military ranks of the two people on the stage were only first-class privates in the headquarters.

But through the speed and power of their punches, it can be seen that their physical fitness is quite good.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no, this level of sparring makes me sleepy. This year's recruits can't do it."

Under the umbrellas erected on the side of the arena, several headquarters officers stood or sat, watching the competition on the arena.

One of them, a colonel from the headquarters in a white coat, was half lying on a recliner, yawning and looking drowsy.

Several other people were either lieutenant colonel or colonel, so they all frowned at his lazy look.

Sitting on the left side, the Lieutenant Colonel of the headquarters, with a cold face and hard facial lines, sneered and turned his head slightly to look at the colonel.

"What? Colonel Dawes, are you going to start bragging about that little recruit from Beihai again?"

"Recruit brat? Ha."

Daos chuckled lightly, stood up from his half-lying position, a clear look of ridicule appeared on his face, and retorted unceremoniously:
"Bragging? No, my dear Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin, I am not bragging. I even suspect that the Beihai kid you mentioned may not even be able to defeat you, the Lieutenant Colonel of our headquarters."

"What did you say?!"

A loud pop.

Not only did it frighten the other school officers standing next to them, it also frightened the two recruits who were sparring in the ring to stop and stand on the stage at a loss.

The tabletop placed between the two of them was slapped by the headquarters lieutenant colonel named Benjamin until it cracked.With an angry look on his face, he stood up suddenly, pointed at the carefree Daos and scolded:
"Dawes! Why don't you miss him? He's been bragging about that kid from the North Sea all day long, saying that he can defeat thousands of new recruits who are being trained by himself. Do you know what the concept of that level is? Even Lieutenant Colonel Smoker When I first participated in the recruit training, with the natural ability, I didn’t even dare to say that I could challenge everyone.”

He pointed at the white-haired man lying on another chair with two thick cigars stuffed in his mouth, and angrily scolded Dawes, who was one rank higher than him.

The reason why Benjamin has such confidence is that although Dawes is one level higher than him in military rank, he is not a combat general, but a military doctor.

The status of military doctors in the Navy Headquarters is certainly not low, but compared to powerful generals like them, it is much different.

In this world, strength has the final say, and even the Navy Headquarters is no exception.

A strong person will naturally gain everyone's respect.

For example, Lieutenant Colonel Smoker lying on the left side of Dawes.

Although he and Benjamin were both lieutenant colonels, they possessed combat power far beyond his own, so even some naval admirals with a higher military rank than Smoker would speak to him politely without putting on airs.

Not to mention that Smoker also possesses natural abilities, which is quite popular in the eyes of the senior management of the headquarters.

"Huh? How dare you use such a tone to talk to your superiors, my dear Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin, what are you..."

"Is it itchy?"

Dawes raised the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up from the chair.

He is nearly two meters tall, a head taller than Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin.

When speaking, he looked down at the other person with a condescending look.

Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin's face suddenly became even uglier when Dawes used this arrogant attitude and tone.

"You are just one rank higher than me. When did you become my superior? I am Lieutenant General Dauberman..."

"Stop, stop."

Dawes stretched out his hand to make a pause gesture, then put his hands behind his ears and looked at Benjamin in front of him with an exaggerated expression.

"Lieutenant General Dauberman? Did I hear you correctly? My dear Lieutenant Colonel Benjamin, if you say that, then I have to reveal my identity as the ship's medic on General Sakaski's ship. In addition, , Lieutenant General Dauberman is a direct subordinate of General Sakaski~"

Benjamin's tone was stagnant, his lips moved slightly, and the words he wanted to say were choked back in his throat.

His tough face turned red from suppressing it, and his body was trembling.

Suddenly, he pointed at Dawes's nose and roared: "I don't care about that. If you have the guts, come on stage with me and we'll fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Daos' lips became even more exaggerated.

"Are you serious? I don't want to get the reputation of bullying my subordinates."

His teasing tone made Benjamin even more angry.

Benjamin didn't say anything, just stepped on the six-position shave, disappeared in front of Dawes, and dodged to the ring.

He waved the two recruits to retreat, then suddenly opened his mouth and shouted:
"Please bring Colonel Dawes on stage to teach you!"

This loud roar immediately attracted the surrounding training recruits and some instructors.

Immediately, some instructors signaled a temporary break and gathered around with a large number of recruits in high spirits.

Dawes walked towards the ring slowly with a smile on his face.

Smoker, who was lying on the recliner, glanced sideways at Benjamin, his eyes full of pity.

Will a general who follows his generals out to sea and perform missions all year round be weak?
(End of this chapter)