There really are in this world. Ghosts? Jessica thought to herself. The expression was also full of disbelief, because the sight of the eye was really hard to accept, and there was no better explanation than to explain it with a ghost.

The chefs who were attracted by Passive Jing'er also poked their heads out, and they also shouted when they saw this scene.

"Ghosts...!"

The screams brought Jessica back to her senses, and she knew that if she continued like this, her subordinates might cause unnecessary chaos, so she endured the woman's natural fear of ghosts, and said with a solemn expression on her face: "Don't pretend to be a ghost!" This kind of thing is fake at first glance. ”

Jessica's previous authority caused her to speak very strongly among chefs, and many people heard her say this, even if they didn't believe it on their faces, but they believed it a little in their hearts.

"Chef, is that so?"

Jessica's face froze, so she had to continue, "Of course." ”

Seeing Jessica's affirmation, many of the chefs breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How did you see that?" ”

"Uhhhh Jessica thought for a moment, and then had an idea, "It's Jonathan who said that I heard that there is a new sea soldier near the base, and it is a Devil Fruit ability." ”

"It turned out to be a Devil Fruit ability, what a damn recruit! To scare us like this, we must treat him well! ”

"That's right, he must be entertained!"

Knowing that it wasn't a ghost, but a person, even if it was a Devil Fruit ability, the group of chefs was also angry, and their mouths were even tougher to say some tough words.

It was too late to say it, and there was a hint of laughter in the air, like a prank by a little devil.

The chefs asked each other, "Did you just laugh?" ”

After asking to no avail, everyone turned their attention to the head chef, Jessica, who was the eldest sister here.

"Chef, did you hear that?"

Jessica shook her legs, if it weren't for the majesty she had maintained under her hands, she would have run away.

The sound did not stop, but intensified. What does this sound like? In a word, it is the line that directly touches the nerve to control fear, and it is a kind of faint smile that makes people tremble from the heart.

“... Why is this voice a little strange, chef, is the voice of the new sea soldier so terrifying? ”

"Perhaps." Jessica said in a fearful tone.

At this moment, she no longer cares about maintaining her image, or no one thinks that the reason just now is true.

"Then are you still entertained?" A chef asked in a trembling voice.

The cooks shook their heads frantically from side to side like rattles, making it clear that they meant to refuse, but then another voice came.

"Hospitality .. Belly.. Hungry. ”

……

"The cafeteria is haunted! What are you talking about! ”

Drake reprimanded his men dissatisfied, dissatisfied with the news from his subordinates, and the news was not only spread by ordinary navy officers, but even by a naval commander, which made him even more dissatisfied. How can the navy, which guards justice, be intimidated by such a thing.

If this had happened before, Drake would probably have any doubts, but after the commander informed him of the invasion, he didn't feel any doubts.

He instructed his subordinates on the side: "Arrange for the troops to assemble immediately, and say that the exercise will start immediately." ”

"Yes!"

The navy pays attention to orders and prohibitions, and soon the troops are assembled and waiting for orders.

Drake held his hands behind his back and held his head high, showing the demeanor of an admiral.

"The exercise is about to start, to emphasize, this exercise is a real combat exercise, the opponent may counterattack, you have to treat the opponent this time with real criminals! Don't be afraid of any doubts about anything, calm down and report back as quickly as possible! There's only one thing you have to do, and that's to arrest any adversaries you may have! ”

"Yes!" The team replied neatly and forcefully.

"Let's go!"

Under Drake's order, more than 100 naval officers burst out in the direction of the canteen.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Drake led his men inside.

At this moment, it was Unit 55, that is, the Gale Force of Nabalon, who was eating. The Gale Force is an independent armed force that specializes in physical training, and can be said to be the elite of the entire Nabaron in boxing hand-to-hand combat and knife fighting, and will not be afraid in the face of any danger and setback. But such an elite unit, at the moment, the generals and ordinary navy are huddled together for dinner, not that those generals and colonels are trying to get closer to their subordinates, because they still have a hint of fear on their faces.

"What's going on with you?" Drake asked the commander of the Gale Force, who was also a major.

"I'll take you to see it." The general replied, carefully adding, "There are ghosts." ”

"Uhhhh

That's the statement again? Drake's brow tightened slightly, and the suspicion in his eyes added to it.

On the table in one room, which is specially allocated to senior generals in the cafeteria, there is a sumptuous food on it, but this is not a meal that is usually given to the generals, because even the commander puts it on his table only has one dish, and now these foods are not so much for people as for sacrificing to the dead, so naturally there are more of them.

And like a ghost tasting food, the food disappears little by little.

Drake looked at this evil scene and made a countermeasure.

"Raise your gun!"

Although the subordinate navy felt strange and frightened, the body reacted under the order. They raised their guns and squatted up and down in a number, pointing their muzzles in front of the open field.

"Whoever you are, please accept the arrest!"

However, this sentence is just like talking to the air, and there is no response.

Major Drake was silent for a moment, then drew his gun and opened fire under the stunned eyes of his men.

Bang!

The muzzle of the gun erupted with bullets aimed at the plate where the food was disappearing. Because G8 is also the Nabalon Fortress, the prisoners have always been captured alive.

However, the bullet did not destroy the plate, but slowed down before the moment it reached the food plate, and fell out of the plate as if it had lost power, and had no effect on the food in the slightest.

Sure enough, there are people! Drake's face sank, and the person who could stop the bullet silently was certainly not an ordinary person. He didn't care about sparing his hand, since the other party has the ability to block the bullet, then he must not die under the bullet.

"Ready to shoot!"

"Major Drake." There was a navy whispering.

Isn't this a drill? So is it too much to shoot, this is a real gun, and it is not good to cause casualties.

"Change the order, this time it's not a drill, it's a real fight, someone has infiltrated the fortress of Nabalon!" Drake said in a deep voice.