eurekapd Chapter 515: Sending the Loyal Dog to the Front Lines!
Chapter 515: Sending the Loyal Dog to the Front Lines!
Upon hearing Akainu's words!
Kizaru stared intently at Akainu's face.
"Sakazuki."
Kizaru called him by his full name.
The usual lazy and sluggish tone was gone from his voice.
"Then I'll have to put on a good show, won't I?"
Akainu was very satisfied with Kizaru's answer!
Then Akainu got up, walked to the window, and said!
"This time, we must teach the world government a lesson."
"We bleed, they revel. We die, they watch. Those days are over."
This statement is tantamount to an open declaration of war.
Akainu himself admitted his bottom line.
All the following actions.
All troop movements.
All strategic deployments.
They will no longer prioritize the interests of the World Government over the Navy.
The Celestial Dragons' reputation is no longer the highest priority.
Kizaru looked at Akainu.
I stared at it for a full ten seconds.
Suddenly he laughed.
He's back to his old, cheeky self!
"How terrifying, Sakazuki."
But the sharpness in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.
"This time, Elbaf was quite interesting."
Kizaru straightened up.
He put his hands in the pockets of his yellow striped suit.
Walk behind Akainu!
Fujitora did not stand up!
But everyone knows!
These three might be the real navy!
Randomly, Akainu walked back to his desk and opened a drawer.
They took out a thick roster.
It was slammed heavily onto the table.
"If you're going to act, then act the whole thing."
Akainu pointed to the roster.
His voice was as cold as iron.
"Officially, Borsalino, you will be the commander-in-chief of the expedition to Elbaf. Green Bull and Chaton will be your assistants. We will strictly follow Mary Geoise's orders. Whatever formation they desire, we will provide."
Akainu turned to the first page of the roster.
The surface was covered with the names of naval commanders and fleet numbers.
"Secretly, we need to completely dismantle our manpower."
Akainu's fingers jabbed heavily onto several specific numbers.
"Prioritize assigning the fleets most eager to pledge loyalty to the World Government to the first echelon. Push all the admirals who constantly talk about the Celestial Dragons to the front lines. Mary Geoise likes obedient dogs, so we'll send our most obedient dogs to the front."
Akainu raised his head.
His gaze swept over Kizaru and Fujitora.
"Dismantle all the forces that are still capable of fighting and can leave a legacy for the navy. Integrate them into the rear medical and mobile lines. We must not let our core personnel go to their deaths in Elbaf."
This is Akainu's plan.
He wants to use the World Government's sword to cut out the cancer within the Navy.
He wanted to turn this forced expedition into a cover for the navy to preserve its strength.
This ensures that the counterattack is absolutely feasible.
Kizaru stepped forward.
Pick up the pen on the table.
He looked down at the initial draft of the list.
The pen tip glides across the paper.
It makes a rustling sound.
Kizaru immediately crossed out the numbers of the two fleets.
"These two old fleets from headquarters just suffered heavy losses, with more than half of their forces destroyed at Future Island."
As Kizaru revised the list, he spoke slowly and deliberately.
His injuries are too severe; his armor hasn't been repaired yet. He's not fit to go to the front lines.
He wrote two new numbers in the blank space.
Those were two guard squadrons that had long been under the direct control of Mary Geoise.
These two squadrons are usually only responsible for patrolling the area around the holy site.
It has the best equipment and the most military spending.
But they have never fought a tough battle.
Their specialty is shouting slogans of loyalty.
"Isn't it supposed to be the navy's cooperation?"
Kizaru put down his pen.
He looked at the revised list and sneered.
"Then let the most obedient one go first. I believe the Five Elders will be very satisfied with this arrangement."
Fujitora listened to these words.
He acquiesced to this change.
The lives of ordinary people matter.
For a low-ranking marine, life is precious.
But no general would willingly become a lackey of the Heavenly Emperor.
Their lives are worthless tonight.
The list has been finalized.
The atmosphere in the locked room eased slightly.
But this is only the first step!
Fujitora leaned on his white cane.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"Sakazuki. There are a few others who are more difficult to deal with. Sengoku-sensei, Staff Officer Tsuru, and Lieutenant General Garp. Should we inform them in advance?"
The older generation of naval heroes.
They enjoyed extremely high prestige within the military.
His students and former subordinates are scattered all over the world.
If you don't say hello.
Once the plan is exposed, uncontrollable variables can easily arise.
Akainu shook his head without hesitation.
"The Warring States period and the crane—absolutely cannot be mentioned."
Akainu walked to the window.
He had his back to the two people.
"Those two old naval officers have incredibly sharp eyes. They've spent their entire lives considering the World Government's interests. They value balance too much. If they get a head start, they might actually disrupt the situation. They're capable of anything to maintain a semblance of peace."
Fujitora remained silent.
Akainu is right.
The stances of Sengoku and He were too complex.
They wouldn't easily agree to such a high-stakes gamble that could overturn the table.
As for Karp...
Akainu remained silent for a few seconds.
The image of that old man who was always eating senbei and laughing heartily came to mind.
Akainu turned around.
His gaze became extremely complex.
"Mr. Karp, no need."
Akainu's voice returned to its cold, hard tone.
"If we ever had the chance to overturn any table in Mary Geoise, Mr. Karp would be just as quick to throw a punch as any of us."
Garp's dislike for the Celestial Dragons is public knowledge.
And if you have the chance, Fujitora, you should give Garp a hint and see if he can join us!
If Mr. Garp joins us, our strength will be further enhanced, after all, Mr. Garp's strength is recognized by the Navy!
Don't worry, leave it to me!
and!
"I'm giving you two more orders, no questions asked."
"First, from this moment forward, all additional military orders from Mary Geoise must first be submitted to my office for review. Only after I approve them can they be distributed. Any general who dares to bypass me and directly mobilize troops will be executed on the spot as a rebel."
Completely sever the Five Elders' direct command over the Navy's grassroots units.
Akainu wants to firmly grasp control of the Navy in his own hands.
"second."
Akainu stared at Kizaru.
"During the march, deliberately slow down the assembly pace of the vanguard. Make up any excuse you like: bad weather, abnormal currents, supplies not keeping up, ships anchored. Make up whatever you want. The slower the better."
Akainu smiled coldly.
Since the World Government is so eager, let them be the first to face the toughest challenge in Elbaf. The Navy will absolutely not be used as human shields for them.
Kizaru put his sunglasses back on.
"learn."
Kizaru drawled out the sound.
"Delaying is my specialty. I'll make sure they stay in the Elbaf waters for a few more days in the cold winds."
It was late at night.
The three of them walked side by side to the huge floor-to-ceiling window again.
Outside the window, the naval headquarters dock was brightly lit.
Countless welding sparks merged into one.
Like a sea of stars burning in the night.
The craftsmen were working through the night to repair the warship.
Blinding sparks flew in the night.
The efforts made by lower-ranking marines to survive.
Akainu stared at the lights.
Look at those soldiers who shed blood and sweat for justice, yet are treated like dirt by the world government.
"The navy needs to find a new way of operating."
Akainu's voice sounded particularly deep in the night.
It exudes an unwavering resolve.
Kizaru gazed at the deep, dark sea in the distance.
The sea breeze fluttered his coat of justice.
The word "Justice" on the back of the coat fluttered in the night wind.
"Let's begin with the battle of Elbaf."
Kizaru replied softly.
Fujitora didn't make empty promises.
He simply slammed his white cane on the ground.
A muffled thud.
The white cane tapped on the floor.
The vibrations spread along the wooden planks.
He will keep this line of communication firmly in place within headquarters.
He would risk his life to protect any marines who were willing to follow them.
The three of them had a tacit understanding.
It took shape completely with that muffled thud.
The old-fashioned navy is dying.
A new navy that belongs only to them.
It is quietly being born again.
A future island thousands of miles away.
The first rays of morning sunlight tore through the thin mist on the sea.
The mornings on Future Island are not oppressive.
Only vibrant life.
The Sunshine is anchored at the shore!
The entire ship has been upgraded by Vegapunk!
It has been completely renovated.
The open space next to the ship.
The supply crates were already piled up like small mountains.
Spare parts for freshwater meat medical bandages.
These are the top-tier supplies that Future Island has prepared for them.
It was enough to sustain them through a long and dangerous voyage.