Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Marine Headquarters, Marinford.

Banquet Hall.

Reporters and guests were toasting and exchanging valuable information.

Darren was holding a glass of red wine, avoiding everyone and standing in a corner of the banquet hall, holding a military Den Den Mushi.

"They are all here? That's good."

"I think you are too easy, leaving all the work to me and enjoying yourself in the headquarters..."

The flying squirrel seemed to have heard the lively atmosphere on Darren's side, and muttered a little dissatisfied.

Darren smiled and said:

"I trust you."

The military Den Den Mushi vividly showed the expression of the flying squirrel rolling his eyes.

Darren smiled and said:

"By the way, the fishman boy named Jinbei is very good, you should train him well."

"I will come back when I have time."

On the Den Den Mushi side, a secret port in the North Sea.

The flying squirrel pressed his hands on a huge device similar to a socket, and a stable blue current was continuously injected into it.

Hearing Darren's words, his expression was a little surprised.

There are only a handful of young people who can be evaluated as "excellent" by Darren.

Even Doflamingo at the time could not get such a high evaluation from Darren, a guy who looked up to others.

"Okay, no problem."

Out of trust in Darren, he did not ask any more questions.

"Then I'll go and get busy here first."

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi communication, the flying squirrel slowly exhaled a foul breath.

He looked at the dashboard in front of him, and the bar graph of the power was quickly filled up, and soon it had reached the "100%" level, so he let go of his hands.

"Charging is complete! Get ready to set sail again!"

A navy soldier shouted loudly with a murderous look.

As soon as the words fell, two hundred navy soldiers armed with live ammunition walked out quickly and boarded the cold and hard warship with exaggerated shape and metallic luster in strict discipline.

If you look closely, you can see that each of them is equipped with various advanced technological weapons.

Leg armor equipped with acceleration thrusters, light armor made of high-toughness materials, high-frequency current guns, close-combat sabers made of high-hardness alloys...

The total price of a complete set of combat equipment has exceeded 5 million Baileys!

These are the most elite troops of the North Sea Navy.

They have received high-intensity professional training, have excellent military qualities, and are equipped with this series of technological weapons... Each of them has a combat effectiveness comparable to that of the officers of the Navy Headquarters.

And there are two hundred such core combat soldiers on each air and space ship.

In other words, the "cost" of naval soldiers alone on a warship exceeds 1 billion Baileys!

This does not include the cost of transformation, maintenance and repair of each air and space ship itself!

Astronomical figures.

Today, each warship of the North Sea Flying Fleet is equipped with three heavy laser cannons, 10 conventional heavy cannons, 200 elite soldiers armed with science and technology, and 1,000 conventional soldiers...

There are a total of 15 flying warships, from Ship 1 to Ship 15, and the total maintenance cost alone exceeds 2 billion Baileys in a year!

The flying squirrel raised his head and looked at the behemoth in front of him that slowly sailed out of the port and then gradually rose into the air under the propulsion of the power engine, his eyes filled with indescribable pride!

This is the foundation of the North Sea Fleet!

Using the 321 branch base as a training base, the elite selected after heavy screening will join the flying fleet.

15 warships, with a total number of more than 20,000 people...With such strong ships and guns and well-trained soldiers, they can exert an overall combat power that is not inferior to the 50,000-man fleet of the Navy Headquarters!

Even in terms of mobility, strategy and secrecy, it is countless times better!

With such a brilliant and powerful fleet in hand, Darren and I directly divided the North Sea into 150 areas, and each flying warship was responsible for cruising 10 of them, completely blocking this sea area.

Anyone who dared not to abide by the rules could be directly wiped out!

"It's just that the size of the fleet cannot continue to expand in a short period of time."

The flying squirrel looked at the steel warships disappearing in the distant sea of ​​clouds and murmured softly.

After all, the North Sea is not as rich as the Grand Line. They have almost exhausted the financial resources of the entire North Sea to build such a flying fleet, which has reached the limit of financial resources.

Unless the level of taxes is further increased, or the countries in the North Sea are forced to "pay tribute".

But this is undoubtedly not feasible.

Further increasing taxes is a practice of exhausting the pond to catch fish, which is not beneficial to the situation, let alone civilians.

As for forcing the countries in the North Sea to "pay tribute", this is even more troublesome.

The North Sea Fleet canThe reason why Darren was able to develop smoothly and rapidly in this sea area was largely because he was able to balance the interests of the country, the nobles and the civilians.

Once this stability is broken, it will definitely lead to unimaginable political backlash, and even cause the vigilance of the world government.

In addition, the flying squirrel felt that he could not stand it.

With his current level of development of the Thunder Fruit, the energy consumption of maintaining the daily cruising of 15 warships has almost reached the limit.

If the number of warships is a little more, he will not be able to hold on.

This is also why Darren began to plan underwater combat forces.

—— The fishman army is cheap.

But...

"If this goes on, I really don't have a drop..."

The flying squirrel shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his heart. Looking at the warships waiting in line in front of him to "recharge", he was a little tearful.

In the pitying and sympathetic eyes of the surrounding navy soldiers,

He straightened his chest and walked towards the huge socket again with righteousness.

As if he was heading to his own battlefield.

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Putting away the military Den Den Mushi, Darren took a sip of red wine, looking comfortable.

I have to say that Flying Squirrel is indeed very talented.

Because of the Seven Warlords of the Sea system, he hasn't been back to Beihai for nearly half a year.

As for the development of the Beihai Fleet, it is limited to the overall planning and daily listening to Flying Squirrel's reports.

But even so, the rapid development of the Beihai Fleet is still somewhat beyond his expectations.

Is it worthwhile to devote the entire Beihai's financial resources to build 15 flying warships?

And can this flying fleet really exert its combat power in line with its value?

Even Darren himself does not have a good answer to these questions.

But if the money is not spent, it is just a pile of waste paper.

At least in the long run, he has a team of his own.

Beihai is also solid as a rock because of this.

Darren took out a cigar, bit it and lit it, then looked around the banquet hall.

His sight passed over the Sengoku general who was blushing as he chatted with a group of reporters, and soon found the figure sitting at the dining table eating heartily.

He walked over slowly, sat opposite the man, pushed aside the pile of plates in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Barrett, do you know what Roger's pirate group is doing recently?"

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