Chapter 149: Prison Death Match

Headquarters of the Navy, Office of the Marshal.

After a night of careful discussion, Zefa and Luo Ya stayed up late to draft a plan, which was handed over to Sengoku early the next morning.

At first, Sengoku thought that Zefa was here to discuss with him about the inauguration ceremony of Luoya in a few days, so he chatted with him in a relaxed tone.

Until he saw this plan, for some reason, an uncontrollable urge came to his heart.

Syllable!

Sengoku slapped his face on the desk and asked seriously, "...... Who else knows about this plan? ”

This...... That's so bold!

Don't these masters and apprentices know the seriousness of the problem!

However, it is imperative to determine the extent to which the news has spread. This kind of thing that is clearly against the world government, once it is stabbed above, the fate of Zefa and Luoya can be imagined.

"Peace of mind, only Loya and I know about this. Oh yes, plus you, it's just us. Zefa took a cigar in his mouth and smoked a cigarette to refresh himself: "How is it, what do you think of this plan?" ”

"Bold, but you can try!" Sengoku frowned and gently touched the goat at his feet. Excluding the factor of point identity, Sengoku also had to admit the effect of this plan.

As long as Luo Ya can follow the steps in the plan, it will not be ten years...... No! Or even shorter. You can wipe out the Seven Martial Seas without blood, and besides, this behemoth still wears the same pants as the navy!

"But Zefa, have you considered the consequences of going wrong?"

"The consequences?" Zefa raised his eyelids and looked out the window.

Looking out from the position of the marshal's office, most of Marinfodo was in full view.

He didn't answer Sengoku's words, but told things that seemed unrelated: "Do you know Sengoku, since the day my son and wife left me, I've had suicidal thoughts more than once. ”

"Uh-huh?!" Sengoku trembled and looked up at Zefa in shock.

"Ridiculous, right?" Zefa laughed self-deprecatingly, took a puff on his cigarette, and let it stay in his mouth for a long time before slowly exhaling it.

"But it's true...... Because I love them so much. Their departure made me feel desperate. Zefa said quietly: "But fortunately, I still have you." ”

He looked at Sengoku and smiled silently: "It was you who helped me get out of those gloomy years, and it was you who allowed me to continue fighting." ”

"I also met those cute recruits, even though they were annoying to be noisy."

"I thought that was it, and that my life would gradually end up like this...... But! ”

Creak!

The cigar was clenched by Zefa suddenly, and the hot cigarette butt was directly snuffed out by a pair of fleshy palms.

"But! They are also dead! ”

Rumble!

An invisible momentum erupted, and the entire office trembled slightly.

Seeing Zefa in this state, Sengoku had to sigh faintly.

Already, there is no need to go on, Zefa.

I know, really, I get both.

At this moment when Zefa was quiet, Sengoku slowly handed the plan to the goat at his feet, watching it chew and swallow it little by little.

"Prepare yourselves, then." Sengoku bowed his head and said, "I will discuss specific matters with Tsuru." ”

“...... Thank you. Zefa let go of his hand, letting the cigar that had become a pile of crumbs in his palm slide down his palm.

He knew how determined Sengoku was to make this decision.

The belief that he had always carried out and adhered to in the past was broken by himself because of his willfulness.

"Don't thank me, Zefa. I've had this kind of thing before. Sengoku looked at Zefa and said softly. But suddenly, Warring States' face turned pale, and a transparent armed color domineering was wrapped around his fists: "But you have to remember that once anything goes wrong, we will pull out." And you, as well as Loya, will become the enemy of the entire navy! ”

"Do you understand?"

"Ah, yes. I know. ”

Zefa finished speaking, and the room fell silent.

I don't know how long it took, but a crisp knock on the door woke up the two people in the room who were thinking alone.

Sengoku sorted out his expression, sat on top of the office, and said in a deep voice: "Come in!" ”

Crunch!

The door was pushed open, and Zefa's deputy, Ain, who had a relationship with Loya, walked in and saluted.

"Sengoku Marshal! Chief Instructor Zefa! Elite Battalion recruit Christopher Loya's upcoming prison deathmatch is ready, please instruct! ”

"Prison Deathmatch?" Sengoku and Zefa looked at each other and smiled, and then said to Ain: "Got it, let's get out!" ”

"Yes!"

Aine replied energetically and turned to leave.

When she walked out and closed the door to her office, she suddenly realized a problem......

What is the point of appearing on your own?

Speaking of which, Marshal and Zefa teacher, don't you need to look at the deathmatch list in advance?

I took this list all the way, and you didn't pick it up?

Shall we follow the procedure?

The farther and farther away he was with the list, and Ain's whole person was in a trance.

After Ain left, Sengoku smiled and invited Zefa: "Let's go and see?" ”

"That's what I should say, Sengoku." Zefa grinned and smiled, "I'm Loya's teacher." ”

As for the question of who Ain thinks he will be...... Well, is there any point in looking at Loya now?

This is the confidence that Loya brought to the two of them with Beard's head and the former Emerald Street.

Now Luo Ya, under the general, is an invincible existence.

......

"Actually, I've always felt that this kind of programmatic stuff doesn't exist at all. Bloated, cumbersome, and inefficient. You say that you spend so much military money every year on these little things, and the taxpayers will cry! ”

Listening to the crazy words in his ear, the flying squirrel's old face darkened: "Shut up!" ”

"Cut, I was poked at the pain point, it's very unpleasant, isn't it?" Next to the flying squirrel, Luo Ya was beating and holding his nose: "Look at these soldiers, they rarely take a few days off, but they are dragged over by you to be on duty, and they don't have time to reunite with their families." ”

"That...... My home is in the East ....."

"Huh?!" As soon as the navy on duty spoke, Luo Ya suddenly turned his face, and the other party immediately shut up.

The corners of the flying squirrel's mouth twitched as he watched from the sidelines, and he didn't answer.

No matter how crooked you are, do you dare to disobey the orders jointly issued by the Marshal of the Warring States and the Chief Instructor of Zefa?

Anyway, as long as I watch you walk into the gladiatorial arena, my mission will be completed.

When the time comes, you won't be able to run if you want to!

Loya finished scaring the navy and continued to taunt and pull hatred.

"And the opponents you found for me, all of them were brought in by warships. Do you know how much it costs a warship to go to sea once? It's not economical at all! Corrupt, too corrupt! ”

Call...... No, I'm going to hold back.

The marshal was watching me from the stage, Mr. Zefa was watching me from the stage, and the hateful pirates were also on stage...... Looking at me in the cage, I can't leave a laughing stock.

I endure!

The flying squirrel exhaled deeply and inhaled, calming its heartbeat.

It's not angry!

I'm afraid I've met a fake flying squirrel!

Luo Ya looked at the flying squirrel with a calm expression on his face, and felt a little numb.

Well, it looks like there is no escaping this catastrophe. I just don't know if I'll be able to take sick leave later.

After all...... This feeling of watching a monkey show with many people is really unpleasant!

A recruit's prison deathmatch, what are you arranging so many people to do?

I don't go to work!

If Loya wasn't that "monkey", he wouldn't have felt that way.

After a long walk along the somewhat gloomy passage, the flying squirrel and Loya stopped in front of a heavy, dark iron door.

You can see through the gap in the railing of the small window of the iron gate, and on the other side of this door is a large circular flat ground.

There are high protective walls on all sides, and hundreds of elite navy officers with guns patrol like eagles.

"When you get to the place, you can go in by yourself."

The flying squirrel said to Loya, and his tone finally relaxed.

If he stays any longer, he is really afraid that he will slash Luo Ya's head with a knife.

Is there any use to say, the main thing is to get out of this way of sulking!

"Oh, that's true...... What are you doing here! Luo Ya waved his hand unhappily, like chasing flies: "Let's go, it's annoying to look at you." ”