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After half a month.

New Naval Headquarters.

Marshal's Office.

"The war has been going on for half a month!"

"Many people died just by regaining the places we lost!"

"There are still some places we haven't regained!"

Fujitora sat on a chair with his crutch beside him and said calmly.

Listening to Fujitora's words, Akainu, who was sitting on the marshal's chair, fell silent.

Akainu held a cigar in his mouth, white smoke emitted from the cigarette butt, and red sparks burned in the cigarette butt.

a long time.

Akainu frowned, looked at all the people sitting in the marshal's office, and then said in a deep voice.

"This war has cost many lives!"

"Count the names of those dead generals and carve their names on the Hero Island!"

"In addition, those ordinary navy soldiers can count as many as they can, and then have their names engraved on Martyrs Island!"

"We need to take good care of their families, provide them with some funds, and award them with medals of honor!"

"The next war will break out soon, and everyone is adjusting now!"

"Then it will be a head-on showdown!"

Listening to Akainu's words, Kizaru, Fujitora, Green Bull, and Crane all nodded in agreement.

"Then the navy that performed well in this war must also be promoted!"

"They also experienced a truly brutal battle!"

"Everyone who needs to grow up has grown up!"

"We need to adjust our forces now to deal with the next war!"

Crane, who was sitting next to Kizaru, spoke.

Akainu looked at Crane, he nodded and said.

"it is good!"

"Then let Lieutenant General He take charge of this matter!"

Tsuru glanced at Akainu, then she nodded and said.

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

Afterwards, several people talked about how to deal with the next war.

Soon, Kizaru and others walked out of the marshal's office, and then went about their own business.

"This world has ushered in a brief moment of peace!"

"However, this tranquility will soon be broken by the sound of gunfire!"

"Rock Kingdom!"

Akainu sat alone on the marshal's chair. He looked at the sky outside the window and said in a deep voice.

An extremely gorgeous transition…………

Naval soldiers stood in the square one after another, and every naval soldier's face was full of seriousness.

These naval soldiers exuded a chilling aura, and even had a faint smell of blood.

Some navy soldiers' bodies were covered with scars, some had broken arms and legs, and even their entire faces were disfigured.

The reason why these naval soldiers became like this was because they were slashed by the enemy on the battlefield.

Although it became like this, at least they survived.

However, the lives of these naval soldiers who have lost their arms and legs can be said to be wasted.

They can only retire and take care of themselves. They will never be able to go to the battlefield.

When war breaks out again, it will depend on their luck. Their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced and their mortality rate will increase.

There are also some stronger people among these wounded soldiers. Even though they are missing some part of their body, they can still fight.

Of course these are a minority and not everyone is talented.

Most of them are mediocre, everything is hard work, and the results of hard work are not as good as those with good talent.

This is the harsh reality.

These naval soldiers stood densely in the square. They had experienced the baptism of war, fighting and death, blood and corpses, smoke and fire of war.

They are no longer the original navy soldiers. This war has made them go through a lot.

The cruelty of war caused huge changes in their hearts.

The feeling of witnessing friends, comrades-in-arms, and ordinary people dying in front of one's eyes is indescribable.

At the forefront of these naval men were those who had distinguished themselves in the war.

"Kirby!"

"A few of them are dead!"

Belumeber looked at Kerby next to him. Kerby was no longer the coward and coward he used to be.

He continued to grow, and the war made him understand a lot of things. This war made him understand a lot of things even more.

He has personally experienced death and blood. He has also killed people. He was afraid at first, but later he killed with no expression on his face.

This requires a process. The death of friends, the death of ordinary people, and the death of comrades forced him to take up arms and kill the enemy.

It is not as simple as knocking down, but killing and making the enemy unable to move. Even if the enemy is defeated, the moment the enemy gets up, either he or someone else will die.

Everyone grows up in the war, and some die in the process of growing up.

The battlefield is the easiest place for people to grow, and it is also the easiest place to lose their lives.

Only when people face death can they seriously develop and face it.

Growing in death is also the fastest way for people to grow.

Kebi listened to Belumeb's words next to him, and he looked at Belumeb and said expressionlessly.

"Yes!"

"They died on the battlefield!"

"But what can we do at that time?"

"There is no absolute strength!"

"I can only watch them being killed!"

The people Kebi and Belumeb mentioned were their friends and comrades-in-arms, and they all met in the navy.

Belumeber looked at Kebi next to him, and there was an indescribable feeling on Kebi's body.

The smell of blood?then what?

Belumeber looked at Kebi and smiled.

"You've grown a lot!"

Kebi smiled when he heard this, and he spoke.

"No matter who you are in such an environment, you will grow!"

"Whether you accept it or not, you have to face it!"

"Otherwise, death and pain will be waiting for you!"

The two of them were talking here, as were the others, all discussing the war.

Some people grew up, some turned into corpses, and some people grew up, but paid the price with various body parts such as hands and feet.

Not far away, Peach Rabbit stood quietly on the ground that had not been affected by the war.

Peach Rabbit exudes a unique aura, a chilling air.

Murderous aura permeated the air. This was the murderous aura gained through constant killing.

It can be said that Taotu has grown a lot and can face some things calmly.

She has fully experienced the cruelty of war, corpses one after another, and ferocious and twisted faces.

It was completely a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. She walked through the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, like a long journey.

Her strength has also improved, as has her character.

However, she was struggling deep in her heart. This war was caused by Locke.

Countless lives were lost in the flames of war because of Locke's words.

Taotu stood expressionless, with a knife hanging on her waist, and she was struggling in her heart.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Crane came to the highest point of the square, she looked at the dense crowd of people below, she held the phone in her hand and said.

"Everyone!"

"You are all heroes of this war!"

"You have all experienced the cruelty of war firsthand!"

"So I won't say anything more!"

"Time is very urgent now!"

"I'll make a long story short!"

"Those who perform well in this war will be promoted in rank and awarded medals!"

"Those who didn't get it, don't be discouraged, you will get the glory banner too!"

"I hope you will adjust well and prepare for the next war!"

"The next war will be even more cruel, and we don't know how many people will die!"

"You have to hurry up and become stronger in the next time. How strong you can become is up to you!"

Crane spoke, and then began to announce who would be promoted to military ranks and awarded medals.

Soon, this promotion will end, and all the naval soldiers are not happy, and the same goes for those who have received medals.

Nervous emotions were written on everyone's face, and they were nervous for the next war.

They don't know if they will die, and the inner tension forces them to become crazy and strong.

This war ended briefly, or it was the beginning of the war.

The next war is the real war.

So when the next war will break out, no one knows