Marine’s Thunder God of One Piece

Leaving the office, Ron let out a domineering look and felt it, and found that Zefa did not stay in the Yanwu Plaza, but returned to the recruit camp, standing on the high platform, talking to a group of recruits.

Without disturbing him, Ron teleported to Zefa's office and sat on the sofa waiting for him.

Not long after, with the noise in the playground, Zefa came back.

As soon as he entered the door, Zefa was stunned for a second, and suddenly burst into anger.

"You don't knock on the door! Is this the old man's office or yours?!"

After all, a fist the size of a sandbag slammed over!

"Fuck!"

After a crackling, Ron rubbed his chin, which was invisible at all, and made a pot of tea for Zefa with a smile.

"Come on, teacher, didn't I wait for you inside because I saw you talking outside? By the way, what were you talking to the recruits just now?"

Zefa snorted coldly at Ron's deliberately deviating from the topic, took the teapot and held it, poured out a cup and took a sip before slowly explaining: "The annual actual combat exercise is about to be held, I have to give this group The little guy needs eye drops in advance."

"Actual combat drills? Oh, I remembered."

There were three biggest things about boot camp, and Ron had only experienced two of them.

First, the year-end and year-end evaluations determine the ranking of recruits in the same period.

Second, the survival training of Hell Island at the beginning of the year, a shortcut to the sky in one step.

And then there's the actual combat drills that's happening right now, in late summer, where recruits go out to see blood and tell them the navy isn't an ivory tower.

It was a coincidence that Ron joined the navy. He was qualified to participate in Hell Island survival training only after the year-end evaluation, and then went directly to the camp to become a major general, so he was not clear about the actual combat exercise.

For ordinary soldiers, Hell Island survival training is the last thing to care about.

In the first half of the year, they prepared for actual combat exercises, and in the second half of the year, they practiced hard to shine in the year-end evaluation. The best people participated in the Hell Island survival training in the second year, and the mediocre people participated in the survival training for two or three years. This is the normal procedure.

"By the way, Ron..."

Zefa suddenly remembered something,

He said to him, "Would you like to go with me? For something as important as an actual combat exercise, I must follow to be safe. I don't have time to teach you."

Ron was shocked and stretched out three fingers: "I still have three months of vacation!!!"

"You can also practice on the boat!"

Zefa took it for granted: "And you have nothing to do now!"

"Ganfur took out a blueprint for an airship called Ark, and Vega Punk transferred all the airship troops back to remodel. If you want to trade with them for a few months, you don't need to go to Gaya for the time being. ... No, the g-10 branch sits."

No wonder no empty boats were seen on Gaya Island, it turned out to be transferred back and remodeled...

Ron thought silently, and suddenly raised his head: "Wait? Ark? Is the full name 'Ark Proverbs'?"

"It seems to be called that name, you know?"

Ron: "..."

It seems... this butterfly effect is a bit exaggerated!

With Vegapunk's scientific research technology and the design of "Ark Proverbs"... So isn't Ark Proverbs going to be mass-produced? !

Then equip them with advanced weapons from Qinghai, and they are lined up in a mighty line all over the sky.

Isn't it the Air Force? !

Ron couldn't help sympathizing with the pirate camp for three seconds. Before he took the risk of the world to come up with three ancient weapons, the pirates would face challenges that they had never had before. The war model in this world is backward and fixed. The strong decides everything. In the face of this blow that transcends time and space, there is no way to avoid it.

In war, once air supremacy is controlled by the navy, it will end...

Exciting to think about!

Dozens of golden lions threw things down from the sky. If they didn't kill you, they would annoy you to death. The four emperors couldn't survive alone!

However, regarding the matter of escorting the recruits with Zefa, Ron gloated for three seconds before thinking about it and agreeing.

He doesn't need to settle himself now. In the future, when he is idle and bored, he will have time to settle down slowly. Now that there are still three months of vacation, it is the right way to learn new things from Zefa, and it is difficult to gain anything behind closed doors.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Well, I see, I'll let you know when I set off. Get out if you're okay, don't dangle in front of this old man!"

Ron: "..."

...

It is night, the headquarters of the Naval Science Forces is stationed.

With exaggerated makeup and a pink jumpsuit, Caesar huddled behind the door and kept looking out, his twisted hemp waist and cloudy belt made him look like a cheap street cowherd.

The second phase of the lightning stimulation device was completed, and Caesar's ban was naturally lifted. However, instead of returning to Vega Punk immediately, he stayed at the naval headquarters and strived to manufacture the third phase, and then wrapped the shocking world that was enough to shock the world. Great work... Go to Vega Punk and chat.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Caesar: "What are you looking at?"

"Don't bother me, I'm waiting for someone... uh!!!"

Caesar replied subconsciously, turned his head suddenly, and exclaimed in surprise, "Major General Ron!"

It was Ron who came. Except for the marshal's office and the bedrooms of the bosses, Malinford was undefended against Ron. Of course, the first few were not fortified, but Ron couldn't afford it.

Seeing the domineering capture of Caesar's position, Ron teleported directly over, and as soon as he came, he saw the wriggling big ass, and he was speechless.

"Stop! Stop! Let's keep our distance!"

Seeing that Caesar was about to rush over, Ron stepped back half a step and raised his hand. The height of 2.5 meters is also a giant in front of Caesar. As soon as he raised his hand, Caesar could not find the direction to move forward. The footsteps could not help slowing down, and he pulled the corner of his clothes and stared at Ron like a resentful woman.

"Major General Ron, don't you like me?"

In addition to the one at noon, it has already been twice!

I don't seem to provoke him, do I?

What the hell! !

Ron's scalp went numb in an instant, and goosebumps appeared.

Would you please be a little self-aware of this honorable face?

Shouldn't the words be so ambiguous? !

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched a few times, his face twitched, and he said with a sneer, "Oh, otherwise? Why do you want me to be nice to a guy who cheated on the experimental funds?"

Caesar: "..."

"Stop talking nonsense, where is your new cannon?"

Seeing this, Caesar immediately became interested and waved to Ron.

"This way! I hid it in the deepest part of the laboratory, and even Kaizuka can't find it!"

No, actually I have found it.

In the monitoring room, Huang Yuan silently drank tea and complained silently. Then he tilted his head and looked weird.

"Ron is actually afraid of Caesar? What's the situation?!"

Although there are human monsters in the world of One Piece, but they don't understand the terrifying lethality of "coming out" to a straight steel man, plus the "beautiful misunderstanding" before, Kiabou concluded an astonishing fact:

Ron, afraid of ghosts!

...

The ground floor of the scientific force is ten stories high, and the underground floors are divided into five.

Taking the elevator down, the scientific troops are still familiar with the formula and taste along the way. Even though it was late at night, the various laboratories were still brightly lit, and strange researchers were experimenting with their strange inventions. From time to time, there were explosions and screams, and the scene was "fun".

Unlike Vegapunk and Vinsmoke Gadge, which all rely on one person to support the project, some of the scientific troops are skilled craftsmen, and they can develop to today through the accumulation of countless people.

Most of these inventions will be rejected because they have no practical value and will be regarded as the personal collection of researchers, but the accumulated experience will be sealed and protected so that they can be retrieved in time in the future. That's how the phone bug technology developed. At first, it was called a telegraph bug... So, understand?

Really speaking of technology, so did Caesar's new cannon.

Drop, senior research staff card.

Drop, exclusive card.

After multiple authentications, Caesar took Ron to his own laboratory.

It is more like a factory than a laboratory!

Previously, most of the laboratories of various researchers were less than 20 square meters, and sometimes several people shared one. And Caesar's laboratory at the bottom is huge, the size of a football field, and various robotic arms and parts are piled up in their respective positions, filling the football field.

As soon as he entered, Ron was attracted by the huge can of food in front of him.

no.3!

This is the number printed on the white metal can, and it is also the third phase of the lightning stimulation device in the experimental stage.

"Major General Ron, this way!"

However, Caesar did not explain anything to him. The third-phase instrument is currently only in the experimental stage, and there is nothing to explain. He beckoned mysteriously and led Ron to a metal gate.

There is no verification device for this door, and the switch relies on the winch. Caesar holds the winch in both hands and pushes forward with milk.

"Ron... Major General..., can... help?!"

"Tsk, trouble!"

Ron stepped forward and held the edge of the winch with one hand. The winch that would cause Caesar to strain a few muscles every time it was opened was so easy that Ron unscrewed it with one hand.

Strange...monster!

Caesar was sweating coldly and touched his forehead.

creak... creak... creak...

The dull sound of metal crashing echoed in the quiet laboratory, as if a flood beast was about to wake up from behind the door.

When the door finally opened and the lights shone into the secret warehouse, Ron looked at the huge, ferocious beast in front of him, exuding endless metal murderous intent, his face twitched uncontrollably.

"Fuck!"

It was a silver-white cannon with a barrel length of more than 15 meters and a caliber of more than one meter, but only with a fist-sized groove in the middle and a unique shape.

Looking at the unique shape, Ron was shocked.

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