Chapter 67 The Last Session

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

In the cafeteria, Veroch quickly finished a pile of food, and then shouted to the cafeteria staff in a slightly rough voice. Google Search Reading

"Yes, coming right up."

A dozen chefs in costumes began to work anxiously, and then quickly sent the prepared food up with a cart.

Veroch's sturdy arms grabbed a piece of barbecue and began to bite it.

Under the bite of his sharp teeth and the constant swallowing of his Adam's apple, the food was quickly destroyed.

The navy watching were a little surprised.

I didn't expect that such a person with such a big appetite would appear here.

Veroch ignored the strange looks of others and continued to eat voraciously, as if he was a starving ghost at the bottom, only interested in food.

However, when he ate a sandwich, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's too disgusting!"

"How can there be such disgusting food!"

Veroch shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the restaurant.

For a moment, the cafeteria fell silent, and most people's attention was attracted.

Then, everyone saw Veroch's sturdy arm waved and directly pushed the prepared three-piece sandwich to the ground.

Bang!

The sound of the plate falling to the ground was particularly loud in the silent cafeteria.

Everyone looked at Veroch in confusion, wondering why he was so angry.

Dashiqi looked at the damaged food on the ground, and thought of the suffering people who couldn't even hope for ordinary food because of the pirates' looting.

A wave of anger instantly surged in her heart.

Dashiqi stood up and accused Veroch: "You are too much! Even if you think the sandwich is unpalatable, you can't waste food!"

Dashiqi also ordered a sandwich. She just tasted it and it tasted good.

Veroch thought it was unpalatable, perhaps just because of personal taste.

The other navy who were eating couldn't help but be surprised, wondering why Dashiqi dared to care about the affairs of the navy lieutenant colonel.

Huh?

After hearing Dashiqi's accusation, Veroch's face sank, and when he saw that Dashiqi was just an ordinary navy soldier, he looked disdainful. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

"Sandwiches are the most unpalatable things in the world. I can't eat them at all, so I threw them away. Is there a problem?"

"Besides, you are just a marine corporal. Are you qualified to correct me?"

In the navy.

Rebellion is a serious problem.

Veroch's questioning made Dashiqi not know how to answer, and she could only insist.

"No matter what, wasting food is wrong!"

Listening to Dashiqi's self-righteous words, a suppressed anger rose in Veroch's heart, and after seeing Dashiqi's damn blue hair, the anger could not be controlled.

Verroch said angrily:

"I am a lieutenant colonel of the G5 branch! Eat whatever you want for breakfast. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. You have no right to interfere!

If you feel unhappy, you can challenge me, but do you dare?"

"You, you..."

Dashiqi was speechless. Although she was angry, she knew herself.

She was just a corporal in the navy, and her swordsmanship was not good at all. It was impossible for her to beat the lieutenant colonel in front of her.

So,

challenging or something, she shouldn't...

"Lieutenant Colonel Verroch, right? If you don't mind, I want to challenge you."

At this moment, Coles stood up from his seat and spoke clearly, pulling Dashiqi out of her current embarrassing situation.

As a navy who came to the elite training camp from Rogue Town, he naturally couldn't watch Dashiqi being bullied by the other party.

What's more, Dashiqi was still his subordinate navy, and he didn't protect her.

Who would protect her?

Swish!

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the young Coles.

The navy watching was a little puzzled. How could this man have the confidence to challenge Verroch?

You know, this man is a tough guy from the New World Navy G5 Branch!

The Navy G5 Branch is an organization located in the second half of the Grand Line. The navy in the G5 base is an alien navy. These people seem to be more like pirates.

They basically do not follow the instructions of the Navy Headquarters, and they also have very bad behaviors. They will kill pirates with cruel means, etc.

Moreover, didn't the young navy hear their conversation just now?

Verroch is a devil fruit ability user, and he also killed a pirate with a bounty of 50 million. Why did he dare to stand out?

Puzzled, the pirates watching began to discuss with each other in a low voice.

"Who is that person?"

"It seems to be a navy from the East China Sea, but I don't know which branch it is."

"His rank seems to be a major, but since he came from the Four Seas, he is probably only a lieutenant in the headquarters!"

"Why is he so confident?"

After hearing Coles' words, Verroch showed a wicked smile.

Then, he began to loosen some of his fists and feet, making a gurgling sound.

"Okay, I just finished eating and want to fight and exercise."

"Your challenge, I accept it."

...

Navy headquarters tower.

Superstructure.

In a large conference room on one of the floors, a group of vice admirals of the navy were sitting in it, and the one sitting on guard was Sengoku.

Garp, with white hair and a strong body, was sitting next to him.

On the wall was printed the slogan "Absolute Justice", which was the navy's program.

At this time, Garp was leaning his head on the chair as if no one was there, tilting his head, and his snot bubbles kept rising and falling with his snoring.

The vice admirals around him were basically holding their chests and silent.

Vice Admiral Garp was an old senior in the navy after all, so they were not suitable to speak.

"Hey, Garp! Wake up, this is not a place for you to sleep."

Sengoku saw that the person he was waiting for had not arrived for a long time, and when he saw Garp's appearance, he couldn't help but growl impatiently.

In the roar of Sengoku.

The elderly Garp also woke up from a light sleep, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, and touched the back of his head with his hand a little embarrassedly.

"Ah, I accidentally fell asleep!"

Then,

Garp took out a bag of donuts from somewhere and stuffed them into his mouth.

Crack!

The donuts were bitten and made a subtle sound, which was clearly heard in the quiet conference room.

At the same time,

Garp's questioning voice also spread.

"Is Zephyr not here yet?"

Zhan Guo said solemnly.

"Not yet, after all, he has encountered such a thing before. Although he has recovered now, I am not sure whether he will come."

Hearing this, the vice admirals present could not help but fall into silence and said nothing.

Today's meeting was held for this year's elite training camp, and the purpose was to determine the chief instructor for this training.

Originally, the chief instructor of the elite training camp has always been Admiral Zephyr.

But five years ago, Zephyr made a mistake in judgment, which led to the attack of the pirate Edward Weeble on the training ship he led.

At that time, all the beloved students he taught, except Ain and Binz, were killed, and Zephyr's right arm was also seriously injured...

Although it has recovered now.

But no one can be sure whether he will continue to serve as the chief instructor.

In the long wait of everyone.

Time gradually passed.

Finally, at a certain moment, the sliding door of the conference room was opened, and the movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

An old navy with a burly figure,

a broad chest and purple hair,

walked into the conference room with a steady pace.

As his whole body was revealed, it can be found that the old man had only one arm.

As for the broken arm,

it has now been replaced by a cold and hard huge mechanical arm.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Zefa, wearing a justice navy coat, slowly came to the position opposite to Zhan Guo.

"Mr. Zefa!"

Instantly, except for Vice Admiral Garp, almost all the other vice admirals present greeted and expressed their respect.

As the chief instructor of the military academy for more than 20 years, Zefa has taught many naval generals in these years.

The three highest-powered admirals of the current Navy Headquarters were all students he taught before.

Therefore, Zephyr has a very high status in the navy, and it is normal for him to be respected by these vice admirals.

As for Sengoku and Garp.

They were both marines who joined the navy at the same time as Zephyr. As old comrades who had fought bloody battles, they would naturally not be so polite.

"Zeffer, I thought you would not come. Are you still going to be the chief instructor of the military academy?"

Sengoku stared at this former old comrade, asking with a hint of emotion in his voice.

As Sengoku spoke.

The vice admirals present immediately fell silent, quietly waiting for Zephyr's answer.

Garp was the same.

After his relatives were killed by pirates last time, Zephyr resigned from the position of admiral of the navy, but was retained by his superiors, retained the rank of general, and became the chief instructor of the naval academy.

But after his beloved students were also slaughtered by pirates, could he continue to stick to the position of chief instructor?

Everyone was quietly waiting for the answer.

And Zephyr's hairstyle has changed since the accident five years ago.

At the same time, he also put on a pair of black sunglasses, making it difficult to see his eyes.

Facing Zhan Guo's question.

Zefa began to answer at this time.

"Before coming here, I have always been thinking about whether I should continue to serve as the chief instructor."

Then, Zefa stretched out his left hand and stroked his cold mechanical right arm,

"I am already seventy years old. At this age, I should retire, but I am really unwilling to retire like this."

He looked out the window,

and the old face gradually revealed pain and determination.

"I don't want my last thought after leaving the navy to be so miserable.

I don't want to dream of corpses all over the warship every time I wake up.

I don't want,

the proud students I taught at the end can't even call out 'Teacher Zefa'.

So, I'm here.

After this year, I will step down as the chief instructor, and this will be the last batch of students I teach.

Because, I don't want to leave any regrets!"