The Holy Land Stirred!

The entire room fell silent.

Rear Admiral Gaili, along with two Commodore and five field officers standing at the front of the line, all frowned. They were unsure whether Vidal's words included them, the officers and soldiers.

Vidal stood on the platform for more than a minute before the first marine stepped out of the line.

He gave the young marine, whose face was full of excitement, a long, hard look.

But now is not the time to chat.

One after another, marines stepped forward, and even sergeants and junior officers began to appear. Vidal had initially thought most of them would be young faces, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that many looked to be in their twenties or thirties. The young men were easy to understand.

The passion in my heart has not yet faded; I still yearn for the romance of upholding justice.

Most of these elderly people are looking to take things a step further.

He should at least be a lieutenant officer before he turns forty, right?

Aside from the marines guarding and patrolling outside the base, about 80% of the navy, roughly 5,000 people, were gathered here. Including the 2,400 people he brought, the total strength of the Marine Base in Sabaody was around 8,000.

Although it doesn't have as many branches as other G-system branches, controlling the Sabaody Archipelago is definitely not a problem.

But so many people are just holed up in the base!

Vidal stood on the stage for more than twenty minutes, until no one moved and began to count silently.

The final result surprised him; a full half of the people stood up, whereas he had expected at most a third.

It seems that ambitious people are everywhere!

"Good!"

Vidal smiled with satisfaction, but his eyes narrowed when he looked at the marines standing in place. "Now I announce that anyone below the rank of lieutenant who steps forward will be promoted one rank!"

"What?!" Everyone was stunned, but the words from above weren't finished.

"Those below the rank of colonel who remain in place are all demoted to menial service soldiers!"

Unsurprisingly, his words caused a huge uproar, though those who had upgraded were relatively unaffected.

Those who were demoted immediately protested!

Why should I?

"Yeah, I've served for so many years before being promoted to Lieutenant. Why should I be relegated to menial tasks if I haven't made any mistakes?"

"If you don't want to participate in military missions, then you can mop the floor and do laundry at the base!" Vidal smiled as he faced all the doubts and anger.

"However, I'm not completely denying you any chance."

"Starting today, training at 6:00 AM and 6:00 PM will resume, but this is not mandatory. You can choose to come or not. Those who come will be recorded as reporting for duty. After three months, those who perform well will be promoted back to the Marine Corps, and outstanding individuals may also have their original rank restored."

"And for those who don't perform well in training after three months, I will also make arrangements."

"For example, recommending someone to be a jailer in Impel Down or something!"

"This matter will be handled in rotation by my direct commanding officers, Major Rogers, Major Vincent, and Major Comil!" At this moment, Rear Admiral Gaili, the only officer in the room with a higher rank than Vidal, stepped forward after hearing that it did not involve officers.

"Excuse me, is this Antoine 'Vice Admiral order?"

"No."

"It was my order as the base's adjutant!" Vidal met the other man's gaze directly, and before he could say anything more, continued, "Patrols and training are clearly stipulated in the regulations, and I have the authority to order their resumption."

"As for upgrades and downgrades, I'll contact headquarters tonight and wait for the results."

"Then, Rear Admiral Gaili."

"What do you officers mean by obedience or disobedience?"

Rear Admiral Gaili remained expressionless. Behind him, the Commodore, Colonels, and Lieutenant Colonels exchanged bewildered glances. What did this mean? They were even threatening to disobey orders—were they about to be taken down?

Isn't this adjutant, who's only been at the base for three days, a bit too arrogant?

"I need to ask Antoine Vice Admiral, since he's the commanding officer of the base. What do you say, Lieutenant Vidal?"

Rear Admiral Gaili insisted on the word "adjutant," but Vidal didn't care.

If Antoine dares to openly obstruct the resumption of normal activities at the base, he'll report him to his superiors. He has connections and is in the right; let's see if he can just confront him head-on.

But he felt that Antoine was someone who preferred to mind his own business and didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

I wouldn't do something so stupid.

"It's already 4:36. Since the morning is over, let's just leave it at that."

"But the afternoon training can't be skipped. Those who want to come can go and prepare, and those who don't can go to the logistics department to see where the tools are, or just go back to the dormitory and get a good night's sleep."

After dealing with those who had been demoted, Vidal turned his attention back to Gaili Rear Admiral Gary and the navy personnel who had stepped forward.

"I now issue this order in my capacity as the base's adjutant!"

"Led by Brigadier General Bivis and Brigadier General Eller, each with their officers and marines, they toured the entire island."

"Because I now suspect that you are no longer familiar with the environment of Sabaody."

Vidal finished speaking, but the officers below seemed not to have reacted yet, or perhaps they were still waiting for his next sentence.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Are you planning to go after dinner?"

Brigadier General Bevis and Brigadier General Eller had no choice but to lead the officers to the other side of the training field and begin organizing the marines who had stepped forward earlier.

After all, they couldn't possibly disobey orders outright.

If this situation were to occur, Vidal would have no choice but to make an example of someone.

After all, in the military, sometimes fists are more effective than power.

"Rogers, how well are you familiar with the Three-Three System Tactics and Konoha Style Body Technique?" Vidal turned and asked his adjutant in a low voice.

"Leading the training is no problem," Rogers replied directly.

"Alright, I'll leave today to you. These hundred marines below were brought by Vincent; they will assist you."

"Yes!"

At this moment, Vidal discovered that Rear Admiral Gaili had left.

Without a doubt, he went to find Antoine.

Coincidentally, he also needed to chat with his teacher, Sengoku, and explain the situation here.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you."

Vidal patted Rogers on the shoulder, then turned and walked off the stage.

Meanwhile, in the base commander's office, Antoine had also learned of Vincent and Comil's actions, which shocked him with the young man's decisiveness and angered him.

He slammed his hand on the table with a loud thud.

"Nonsense!"

[Poluporu, Polluporu]

Just then, two of the three Den Den Mushi on the table started ringing.

But he didn't answer immediately, because he knew it must be from one of the major powers.

Antoine pondered for a moment, then reached out his right hand toward the third Den Den Mushi, only to be interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

I initially thought it was Vidal, but it turned out to be Rear Admiral Gaili, and soon the latter recounted what the former had done.

After listening, Antoine had a headache and picked up the third Den Den Mushi and dialed it right in front of Gaili.

[Polupolu]

"Hello?"

"Fleet Admiral, it's me, Antoine. I can't handle the adjutant you assigned to me!"

Meanwhile, in the adjutant's office, Vidal also answered Sengoku's call.

"Teacher."

"Oh, it's Vidal. What's up? Get to the point quickly, I'm a bit busy here." Sengoku answered the call while processing the documents in front of him.

"That's right."

While both sides were on the phone, the gates of the Marine Base in Sabaody were opened completely, and nearly 2,500 naval personnel, led by two Commodores, marched out in formation.

The entire Sabaody Archipelago comes alive with three main points: the Inn Street, the shipyard, and the Marine Base!

This attracted the attention of the neighboring government agency.

After going through multiple reporting stages, the navy's message quickly reached the Red Line.

The Holy Land, Mary Geoise, the center of the world's highest power