One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

"Today is your last day in the training camp. After today, you will continue on your previous path. As your chief instructor, I have taught you for nearly a year. As a navy, I do not force you to become What a great man, I only ask one thing from you, a very small and very arduous thing,"

In front of more than 100 students, Zefa stood on a makeshift platform, looked at the more than 100 students below, stretched out his right hand and pinched his index finger with his thumb to make gestures to the students, reiterating what he said. A little bigger.

"You guys, keep your righteous hearts and don't let her be corrupted."

Zefa's tone contained exhortations, warnings, and deep sincerity. Against the backdrop of the white cloak fluttering in the wind on his back, people couldn't help but take his words into their hearts.

Zefa retracted his hand, "You may be tired of me standing here and saying so much, so I am here to announce,"

"You guys have graduated."

"Oh oh oh..."

After Zefa finished speaking, the happy cheers and shouts of the more than 100 students below started. With a smile on his face, Zefa looked at the happy students and slowly backed away. Got off the makeshift platform.

When Zefa announced that the students of this training camp had graduated, some of the envoys of major generals and lieutenant generals who were surrounding him walked into the group of students, and then took away their commanders or It was the student they had taken a fancy to.

A kind of student gradually fell into silence after being excited, and a smell called envy gradually filled the air around him.

A kind of student who was not considered a genius looked at the classmates nearby who were being picked up one by one, and the envy on his face almost overflowed.

Although this training camp recruits the most talented members of the entire navy, there are only a few real geniuses every year. These few geniuses will be favored by the top brass of the navy, with the rank of lieutenant, captain, or even school level. Become their direct subordinate and get on the express train to upgrade quickly.

As for most of the trainees, they were not favored by the top brass of the Navy. They could only be assigned to various units through the training camp with the rank of warrant officer, second lieutenant, slowly accumulate merit, and slowly climb up the ranks.

Under the stage, Cohen stood in a black suit, quietly watching one student after another being taken away, and then most of the students returned to the training camp to wait for arrangements.

At this time, Cohen held the document under his arm in his hand and walked towards the remaining students.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it?" Cohen stopped in front of Heywood Latifah and asked.

"You must have heard about me, right?" Heywood Latifah put her hand on the handle of the knife at her waist, looked at Cohen who asked her, and said, her expression was quite subtle, stubborn, and pretentious. He didn't care, his expectation was mixed with fear.

"Ang, I got it." Cohen didn't see her rather exciting expression and nodded calmly.

"Then do you still want me?" The look of anticipation and fear on Heywood Latifah's face became even stronger.

"I'm interested in you as a person. I don't care about the things about you."

As Cohen's words came out, Heywood Latifah's eyes turned slightly red, the stubbornness, indifference, expectation and fear on her face disappeared, and tears fell from her eyes.

Cohen looked at Heywood Latifah who was crying and had no intention of comforting her. He said with an indifferent expression, "You have to know that some things that you take seriously are completely meaningless to others. of."

Heywood Latifah's hand that was pressed on the handle of the knife no longer continued to be pressed on the handle of the knife, but was wiped randomly on the face full of tears, without speaking, just nodding and shaking his head.

"Now that you've made up your mind, come with me." Cohen shook the document in his hand and turned around to walk behind the desk.

Haywood Latifah wiped her face and followed him, her steps brisk but determined.

Only the students in her class who were standing around her looked at the strange behavior between the two in surprise, and then watched the two leave.

Behind the stage, Zefa stood under the stage and watched the students being taken away one after another.

Cohen walked quickly to Zefa with Heywood Latifah.

"General Zefa." Cohen gave a military salute to Zefa.

"Brigadier General Cohen, what's the matter?" Zefa looked away from the leaving students. He first looked at Heywood Latifah who was following Cohen with confusion, and then looked at Cohen asked.

"General Zefa, this is the mission statement for the instructor this time. Please sign it for me." Cohen handed the document in his hand to Zefa and explained.

"Oh, have you confirmed that you are going to go back to perform the mission?" Zefa asked as he took the document from Cohen's hand.

"Yes, General, I have troubled you a lot these past few months. I am very grateful for your guidance."

Zefa shook his head, "I can't say it's a so-called teaching. We just communicate with each other, and sharing your experience in physical training with you also inspired me a lot."

As Zefa spoke, he looked through the documents in his hand.

His lieutenant then handed him a pen and he signed the document before handing it back to Cohen.

"Is she the one you like?" Zefa looked at Heywood Latifah who was holding a knife and suddenly said to Cohen.

"Yes, General, I think she is very suitable for practicing Lieutenant General Coent's Swift Sword Technique, and she has not found a suitable commander yet, so I plan to take her away."

After listening to Cohen's words, Zefa subconsciously looked at the knife hanging on Heywood Latifah's waist and nodded, but he did not express any opinion on what Cohen said.

Instead, he looked at Heywood Latifah and said in an admonishing tone, "Commodore Cohen is a righteous sailor, and the swift sword technique he mentioned is also a very powerful sword technique. You must practice it well, don't Live up to Brigadier General Cohen's expectations of you."

"Yes, General." Heywood Latifah saluted Zefa with a straight face and replied in a calm tone.

If ordinary people had heard the general's lecture, they would have been extremely excited. However, Heywood Latifah remained expressionless and her voice was as calm as ever.

Keen couldn't help but glance at her slightly.

Regarding Heywood Latifah's answer, Zefa didn't say anything. He just remembered that she was a student in the second class, and her physical talent was not very good. As for who she was, he didn't know. I just met her, remembered her, and then subconsciously admonished her.

Zefa nodded and said nothing more.

Cohen and Heywood Latifah saluted Zefa again, then turned and left.