Leaving the office, Ron let out a domineering look, sensed it, and found that Zefa did not stay in the Yanwu Square, but returned to the recruit barracks, and was standing on a high platform, talking to a group of recruits.

Without bothering him, Ron teleported to Zefa's office and sat on the couch waiting for him.

After a while, as the playground was noisy, Zefa returned.

As soon as he entered the door, Ze Falen was stunned for a second, and he was immediately furious.

"You kid don't knock! Is this the old man's office or yours?! ”

With that, a punching bag-sized fist slammed in!

"it!"

After a crackling meal, Ron rubbed his chin that couldn't be seen at all, and smiled and made a pot of tea for Zefa.

"Excuse me, teacher, didn't I wait for you inside because I saw you talking outside? By the way, what were you talking to the recruits? ”

Zefa snorted coldly at Ron's deliberate bypassing of the topic, took the teapot and held it, poured out a cup and took a sip, before slowly explaining: "The annual combat exercise is about to take place, and I have to give this group of little guys eye medicine in advance." ”

"Combat exercises? Oh, I remembered. ”

There were three biggest things about the boot camp, and Ron had only experienced two of them.

First, the year-end and year-end evaluation determines the ranking of recruits in the same period.

Second, at the beginning of the year, Hell Island survival training is a shortcut to the sky.

And then there's the real combat exercises that are happening now in late summer, where the recruits go out and see the blood, and show them that the navy is not an ivory tower.

The timing of Ron's joining the Navy is a coincidence, and he was only eligible to participate in Hell Island survival training after only experiencing the year-end evaluation, and then went directly out of the camp and became a rear admiral, so he didn't know anything about the actual combat exercises.

For ordinary soldiers, Hell Island survival training is the last thing to worry about.

In the first half of the year, they prepare for the actual combat exercise, and in the second half of the year, they work hard to cultivate and strive to shine in the year-end evaluation, and the best ones participate in the survival training of Hell Island in the second year, and the mediocre ones participate in the survival training of Hell Island for two or three years, which is the normal procedure.

"By the way, Ron......"

Zefa suddenly remembered something and said to him, "Do you want to come with me?" I have to follow such a major thing as a real combat drill to be safe, and I don't have time to teach you. ”

Ron looked shocked and held out three fingers: "I have three months of vacation left!! ”

"You can practice on a ship!"

Zefa took it for granted: "And you have nothing to do now!" ”

"Ganfort took out a blueprint of a flying ship called the Ark, and Vegapunk transferred all the airship troops back to renovate, and after a few months of trading with them, I don't need you to go to Gaya for the time being...... No, the G-10 branch is in charge. ”

No wonder there was no empty boat on the island of Gaya, it turned out to be transferred back and remodeled......

Ron thought silently, and suddenly looked up: "Wait? Ark? Is the full name 'Proverbs of the Ark'? ”

"Looks like that's the name, you know?"

Ron: "......"

Seemingly...... This butterfly effect is a bit exaggerated!

Based on the scientific research technology of Vegapunk and the design of the "Ark Proverbs...... So isn't the Ark Proverbs going to be mass-produced?!

Then equip them with Qinghai's advanced weapons, and they are lined up and sprinkled all over the sky.

Isn't it the Air Force?!

Ron couldn't help but sympathize with the pirate camp for three seconds, and before he could brave the world's condemnation to come up with three ancient weapons, the pirates would face a challenge they had never faced before. The war mode of this world is backward and fixed, the strong decide everything, and in the face of this blow that transcends time and space, there is no way to avoid it.

In a war, once air supremacy is controlled by the navy, it will be ......

It's exciting to think about!

Dozens of golden lions throw things down from the sky, and they can't kill you or annoy you, and the four emperors can't be alone!

However, about escorting the recruits with Zefa, Ron gloated for three seconds and agreed after thinking about it.

He doesn't need to precipitate himself now, and he will be idle and bored in the future, and he will have time to precipitate slowly. Now that there are still three months of vacation, it is the right way to learn more new things from Ze Law, and it is difficult to gain anything behind closed doors.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Well, got it, I'll let you know when I go. If it's okay, get out, don't dangle in front of the old man! ”

Ron: "......"

……

It was night, and the headquarters of the Naval Science Corps was stationed.

Dressed in exaggerated makeup and a pink jumpsuit, Caesar huddled behind the door and looked out, his twisting hemp waist and cloud-like clothes making him look like a cheap street cowherd.

The second phase of the lightning stimulation device was completed, and Caesar's grounding order was naturally lifted, but he did not immediately return to Vegapunk's side, but stayed in the naval headquarters, striving to make the third phase as well, and then coerced the earth-shattering work that shocked the world...... Go to Vegapunk in front of the sneer.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Caesar: "What are you looking at?" ”

"Don't bother me, I'm waiting for someone...... Belch!!! ”

Caesar subconsciously replied, suddenly turned his head, and exclaimed in surprise: "Major General Ron!" ”

It was Ron, and Marinefodo was unguarded by Ron except for the marshal's office and the bedrooms of the bigwigs. Of course, the first few are not defended, but Ron can't afford to mess with them.

Seeing that he captured Caesar's position domineeringly, Ron teleported over directly, and as soon as he came, he saw the big ass that was twisting around, and he was speechless.

"Stop! Stanch! We keep our distance! ”

Seeing that Caesar was about to rush over, Ron took half a step back and raised his hand, the height of two meters and five meters also belonged to a giant in front of Caesar, as soon as he raised his hand, Caesar suddenly couldn't find the direction to move forward. His steps slowed down, and he pulled the corner of his clothes and stared at Ron like a deep resentful woman.

"Major General Ron, don't you like me?"

Including the noon one, it's already twice!

I don't seem to have provoked him, have I?

it!!

Ron's scalp tingled instantly, and goosebumps rose.

Please be a little self-aware about this dignity, okay?

Don't be so ambiguous in your words, okay?!

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched a few times, turned his face away, and sneered: "Heh, otherwise? Why do you want me to be kind to a guy who cheats on experimental funds? ”

Caesar: "......"

"Without further ado, where's your new cannon?"

Seeing this, Caesar immediately became interested and waved his hand at Ron.

"This way! I hid it in the deepest part of the lab, and even the yellow ape couldn't find it! ”

No, I've found it.

In the monitoring room, the yellow ape silently drank tea and complained silently. Then he tilted his head and looked weird.

"Ron was really afraid of Caesar? What's going on?! ”

Although there are shemales in the One Piece world, they don't understand the terrifying lethality of "coming out" to a straight man of steel, coupled with the previous "beautiful misunderstanding", the yellow ape concluded an amazing fact:

Ron, fear ghosts!

……

The ground floor of the scientific troops is ten stories high, and the number of underground floors is divided into five floors.

Take the elevator down, along the way, the scientific troops are still familiar with the formula, or the familiar taste. Even late at night, the labs are still brightly lit, and strange researchers are experimenting with their bizarre inventions, with explosions and screams heard from time to time.

Unlike Vegapunk and Vince Mock Gaji, who relied on one person to support the project, the Science Corps had some skilled craftsmen, and the development to this day relied on the persistent accumulation of countless people.

Most of these inventions are rejected as having no practical value and are kept in the personal collection of researchers, but the accumulated experience is sealed and protected so that they can be retrieved in time for the future. This is how the phone bug technology was developed, and it was originally called the telegraph bug...... So, you know?

When it comes to technology, the same is true of Caesar's new cannon.

Drip and senior scientific researcher card.

Drop, exclusive card.

After a lot of authentication, Caesar took Ron to his own lab.

It's more like a factory than a laboratory!

Previously, most of the laboratories of various researchers were less than 20 square meters, and sometimes several people shared one place. Caesar's laboratory at the bottom floor is huge, the size of a football field, and various robotic arms and parts are piled up in their respective places to fill the football field.

Upon entering, Ron was drawn to the huge can in front of him.

no.3！

This is the number printed on the white metal can, and it is also the third phase of the lightning stimulation instrument in the experimental stage.

"Major General Ron, go this way!"

However, Caesar did not explain anything to him, and the third phase of the instrument is currently only in the experimental stage, and there is nothing to explain. He beckoned mysteriously and led Ron to a metal door.

There was no verification device for this door, and the opening and closing were all done by a winch, which Caesar held in both hands and pushed forward with all his might.

Ron...... Major General ...... and can ...... Do you want to help?! ”

"Tsk, trouble!"

Ron stepped forward and grasped the edge of the winch with one hand, the winch that would make Caesar break a few muscles every time it was opened, and Ron unscrewed it with one hand.

Blame...... Monsters!

Caesar was dripping into a cold sweat and touched his forehead.

Creak...... Crunch...... Crunch......

The dull sound of metal crashing echoed through the quiet lab, like a flood beast about to wake up from behind the door.

When the door finally opened and the light poured into the secret warehouse, Ron looked at the huge, hideous, endless metal killing beast in front of him, and his face twitched uncontrollably.

"it!"

It was a silver-white cannon with a barrel length of more than fifteen meters and a caliber of more than one meter, but only a fist-sized groove in the center.

Ron was shocked by the unique look.

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