Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 581

"It's so handsome..."

"A completely different style from the previous three instructors..."

"Is this Vice Admiral Darren?"

"I really want to be his adjutant... follow him day and night..."

At this moment, looking at this nearly perfect Vice Admiral in front of them, all the students present had similar thoughts in their minds and were very excited.

The boys' eyes exuded admiration and worship, the girls' cheeks were slightly red, and even their breathing became slightly hot, and some of their eyes that could not be controlled even turned into the shape of a heart.

Strong momentum, tall figure, perfect looks, unruly but gentle temperament, just standing there gives people an unparalleled sense of security... It is simply the appearance of the perfect instructor in their minds!

Especially with the "contrast" of the previous three instructors, Darren's image looks even taller and taller.

Facts have proved that no matter in which world, the first impression is very important.

"Lieutenant General Darren, so handsome..." Even Magellan, who was hiding in a dark corner in the distance, couldn't help but stretch his neck, staring at Darren's figure in a daze, and whispered softly.

Faced with such a scene, Sakaski looked at Darren deeply and frowned.

Borusalino smiled strangely, as if he didn't care.

But Kuzan looked more excited than the freshmen, and said excitedly with trembling all over:

"You are worthy of being the opponent I have identified! You have been followed and recognized by everyone as soon as you appeared... This is so cool!!"

Looking at the "turbulent" Zefa in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitched.

But thinking about the fact that Darren was his student, he couldn't help but take a step forward and proudly raised his chest.

"It seems that everyone is full of enthusiasm and expectations for future teaching, which I am very happy about."

Darren was not surprised by the reaction of this group of military school students, and smiled gently:

"In the next training camp, I will be a special instructor to teach you how to cultivate your physical strength."

His eyes swept across the faces of the military school students one by one, and he did not even forget Magellan in the distance.

"As a person who has been through it, I can assure you that the time in the military school will be the most memorable and valuable time for you in the future, without a doubt."

"And I, an outdated senior, will also try my best to spend time with you and strive to help you grow up faster."

"Here, I would like to take this opportunity to thank Teacher Zefa for his teaching and encouragement to me all the time."

At this point, Darren smiled and looked at Zefa, nodding gently.

Zefar was stunned, and the corners of his mouth almost couldn't help but rise, and he straightened his back even more.

"Although Teacher Zefa has a bad temper, a weird temper, is extremely cruel, is quite stingy, and never treats guests..."

Zefar:? ? ?

His smile froze on his face, his expression was a little stiff.

Darren smiled and said:

"But he is indeed a good teacher."

Zefa: ...

You kid, just say the last sentence, don't say any more nonsense.

Darren's good-natured teasing immediately caused laughter from the military academy students present, and the atmosphere on the field became much more relaxed.

Not only is his image so perfect, his strength so strong, but he is also so humorous! !

Thinking of this, they looked at Sakaski and the other two again, their eyes twitched, and then their eyes looked at Darren more passionately.

"Ahem... Okay, let's start the preliminary selection of your instructors now."

Zefa coughed twice and interrupted Darren's performance.

He complained in his heart: If this stinky boy continues to talk, maybe even I, the chief instructor, will have to be laid off on the spot.

He sighed helplessly, raised his head and said loudly:

"Think carefully, determine your future development direction, and stand in front of the instructor you want to choose."

The four specially-appointed instructors of Darren were also separated by a distance, lined up in a row, and stood there majestically.

This system of specially-appointed instructors is actually very easy to understand, which is equivalent to elective courses in college.

Zefa, the chief instructor of the military academy, is the teacher of the major course, responsible for helping students lay a solid foundation.

And the four specially-appointed instructors, Sakaski, Borsalino, Kuzan and Darren, are equivalent to the teachers of elective courses, allowing students to freely choose the focus of future development and voluntarily choose.

Less than two seconds after the voice fell, almost all the students rushed to Darren and lined up in a long queue.

The footsteps were so fast that they even raised a cloud of dust.

Zefa: ...

He looked at the long queue in front of Darren, and then looked at the other three.

Sakaski, Borsalino, Kuzan and Darren, the four specially-appointed instructors, are equivalent to the teachers of elective courses, allowing students to freely choose the focus of future development and voluntarily choose.

Less than two seconds after the voice fell, almost all the students rushed to Darren and lined up in a long queue.

The footsteps were so fast that they even raised a cloud of dust.

Zefa: ...

He looked at the long queue in front of Darren, and then looked at the other three.

There was no one in front of Kaski.

There was no one in front of Kuzan.

Zefa's face became darker and darker.

"I guess Borsalino doesn't have anyone... eh?"

Zefa was stunned for a moment, and then he was surprised to find that there was a dull figure standing in front of Borsalino.

Vergo?

...

The third officer training camp of the Navy Headquarters... officially began.

On the stands far away from the school field, Darren crossed his legs, biting a lit cigar in his mouth, looking at the bustling scene on the school field with a lazy look, feeling a little emotional.

"Run for me!"

"Xiusuo, you are so strong, why are you so slow!"

"Peng En! You are too thin! Eat more! You look like a mummy!"

"And you, Dor! This is physical training... You are not allowed to use your long-legged abilities!"

Bursts of angry roars like thunder continued to be heard, mixed with the clanging of bullets splashing on the ground, and the voices of the freshmen in the military academy.

"Teacher Zefa has not changed at all..."

Kuzan walked over slowly, sat next to Darren, and handed him a bottle of sherry.

Darren took the wine and smiled:

"Why do you like this?"

Kuzan laughed:

"This is the most domineering wine, and it is also the favorite wine of Mr. Zefa..."

He looked at the purple-haired figure in the distance holding a machine gun and shooting at his students. Unexpectedly, he was not as immature as usual, and his eyes were filled with calmness and respect.

"Because of him, I also like this wine..."

He retracted his gaze and raised the bottle.

"...I want to be a handsome man like him."

Darren was stunned, then smiled and touched the bottle, raised his head and took a sip.

"I'm leaving, I guess you'll be busy next..."

Kuzan winked at Darren, stood up, patted his butt and left.

Looking at his somewhat chic back, Darren was a little dazed for a while.

It's been a year since the training camp and graduation... This guy seems to have matured a lot.

-Except when he's too excited.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and turned his head to look somewhere.

In the corner at the edge of the stands,

a slightly timid figure hid there, carefully sticking out half of his face to observe secretly, but the huge black devil wings betrayed his hiding.