The most powerful pirate Nami in the manga

At this moment, the deep breathing of the Den Den Mushi as it prepared to roar broke the originally dull silence. Then, a shocking piece of news came from the Den Den Mushi like a bombshell -

"This is a transfer order issued by the Five Elders themselves! Don't give me an indifferent attitude!"

The soldier who delivered the message trembled unconsciously in his voice. His serious and tense tone instantly made the air in the entire scene seem to solidify, making it hard to breathe.

Because everyone knows that this order means that an unprecedented action is about to begin, and it will definitely be a bloody and brutal battle.

"Start the first level combat mobilization!"

The officer yelled at the top of his lungs, the veins on his forehead bulging, his eyes filled with anxiety and solemnity.

"And our goal this time is very clear and urgent, which is to rush to Marijoa to provide support and resolutely stop those slaves who are trying to escape."

As he spoke, he waved his arms vigorously, as if he wanted to smash all the invisible enemies in front of him.

"I know some of you are pretty drunk right now,"

The subordinate who answered the phone frowned and glanced at the people around him one by one. His eyes were full of anger and helplessness. It was just as the leader said.

"But if there is still some friendship between us, quickly wake up these unconscious guys around you! You know, this mission is crucial. If we fail, let alone being demoted three levels, it's still unknown whether we can save our own lives!"

His voice continued to echo in this depressing environment, like a death warrant.

The guys who were still sober looked at each other, with panic and worry on their faces. One of the soldiers subconsciously looked at his fallen colleagues, and saw those drunk people. The scene was really a mess.

This is a house with luxurious decoration and magnificent appearance.

Looking around, one-third of the people were already in disarray, drunken and unconscious.

Some people were lying on the table, snoring, with saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths. The snoring sounded like a ridiculous symphony.

Some people were leaning crookedly against the wall, mumbling something indistinctly, and waving their arms from time to time, as if they were arguing with someone.

Without so many cadres, it is unclear whether they can successfully complete their tasks.

At this point, it doesn't matter whether the relationship is good or not. They are not idiots who have never read any books. They still know how to put the overall situation first.

A soldier gritted his teeth, walked up to a colleague who was lying unconscious on the table, pushed his shoulder hard, and shouted, "Hey, wake up, wake up!"

Seeing that the other party had no reaction, he slapped him hard on the back a few more times. The "pa pa" sound was particularly loud in the silent room, but the drunk man remained motionless.

Seeing this, another soldier also came over. He frowned with a hint of ruthlessness on his face. He raised his hand and slapped the unconscious guy wildly.

Again and again, the slap hit the other person's cheek, making a crisp sound. Soon, the guy's cheeks were all swollen, but it was still useless.

"What should we do?" the soldier who slapped the man shouted anxiously, beads of sweat the size of beans appearing on his forehead and sliding down his cheeks.

"There's nothing we can do but pour ice water on them." Another soldier sighed helplessly and ran to get some ice water. After a while, he hurried back with a basin of ice water. Looking at his colleagues who were still drunk, his hands were shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry, brother." He muttered softly, and then suddenly poured ice water on those people. The cold water poured on the drunk people, and they shuddered subconsciously, but most of them just groaned a few times and still didn't fully sober up.

Although using ice water to stimulate drunk people is not good for health and may also put them at risk of sudden death, we can no longer care about that now. We must use all methods to sober them up, after all, this is related to the life and death of everyone.

"If we can't wake them up within two minutes, we'll have to give up on them. This is their fate! The first-level combat plan doesn't allow us to delay."

……

Ten minutes later, nine out of ten soldiers had arrived. Like their commander, like their soldiers.

At this point, more than a thousand soldiers had lost their combat capabilities before even entering the battlefield, but this was all that could be done.

When reporting after the war, we only need to lie that these people are responsible for guarding the base and the arsenal. I believe that the superiors should understand this.

After all, this place is of utmost importance and its strategic significance is of great importance.

Judging from the current situation, this place seems to be safe for the time being. The enemy's focus is obviously still on making trouble in Mary Geoise, and they are busy rescuing the slaves trapped in the city. The reason why the troops are deployed here is just to prevent the slaves from taking the opportunity to escape after being rescued, so as to block their possible retreat route.

Faced with those soldiers who were unconscious and unable to fight anymore, the commanders couldn't help but have some thoughts in their minds. If they were discovered by their superiors, they would definitely be blamed.

In order to fill the lack of combat power caused by these personnel vacancies, they had to secretly use some of their own power to prevent themselves from being liquidated in the end.

In the end, this arsenal, which was as large as a country, was left with only a hundred or so people to guard it. What was even worse was that these guards did not adopt a flexible patrol mode, but instead stood guard in a specific area.

Nami saw all the actions taken by the opponent.

At this moment, Nami was already holding her stomach and laughing, feeling that victory was in sight.

Nami knew it would take some time for them to set off, so she went to the other armories to look around for a while.

I found that the situation was similar. The Celestial Dragons were just like this, so there was nothing surprising about it.

The only difference is that some places will leave two or three hundred more people.

If they all performed their duties conscientiously, Nami would still find it a little strange. It can be said that people who can stay clean and untainted are one in a million.

Only a few hundred people were left behind just to prevent fire in the warehouse, and even to have a few people guard one place.

They couldn't see each other, so they solved the problem quietly and it was easy for them.

They were required to ask the other party to contact the temporary guard chief once every 5 minutes, so that they would have a certain level of security capabilities.

Nami chose to kill their temporary guard without hesitation, and the warden took over the command position.

Then he picked up the other person's Den Den Mushi and started his next zero-dollar shopping journey.