Termi Island, G-5 naval base.
As the fortress gate slowly rose, the warship slowly sailed into the fortress.
"The navy here looks just like pirates."
At that moment, all the interns on deck looked curiously at the marines in the harbor.
Some of the marines had headbands bearing the navy's insignia, while others had painted the navy's insignia on their capes.
Even so, all of them had a gangster's rough air about them and looked nothing like soldiers.
After the warship came to a stop, Major General Kolov was the first to disembark.
Major General Kolov saluted Lieutenant General Tucker.
His mission was complete.
Next, the promising recruits and interns who had been transferred here would face brutal training at Branch G5.
"Check the roster." Lieutenant General Tucker was a very meticulous man.
Although the marines at Branch G5 all looked like gangsters, as the fortress commander, Lieutenant General Tucker could not afford to be even slightly careless.
If a pirate infiltrated the fortress, poisoned it, or caused an explosion inside, it would be a devastating blow to Branch G5.
After all, Branch G5 was isolated in the New World.
If anything happened, they could only face it alone, while support from headquarters would arrive at the earliest several days later.
At that moment, a commodore began checking the names on the roster.
"Colonel Victor."
"Lieutenant Commander Sakazuki."
"Lieutenant Commander Borsalino."
"Lieutenant Commander Kizaru."
As the commodore called out the names, Victor and the others answered one by one.
After confirming that everyone was present, Lieutenant General Tucker said to Major General Kolov, "You can head back."
"Yes!" Major General Kolov turned and returned to the warship.
Branch G5 had no custom of holding a farewell banquet.
Because Branch G5 had to mobilize at any moment and enter battle at any moment!
Branch G5 was a mobile force, and it had only one mission.
Carry out special missions according to headquarters' orders;
As for protecting allied nations and civilians—
if headquarters gave no order, they could not do it.
It was precisely because of G-5's unique nature that its marines had such strong personalities.
Some junior officers and veterans were old military ruffians and cunning veterans. They did whatever they pleased and paid no attention to navy regulations.
By then, Victor had already moved into the officers' quarters.
The quarters were somewhat dirty. The table was covered in dust, cobwebs clung to the windows, and filthy bandages lay in the trash can.
Before Victor could call a servant in to clean, an alarm suddenly sounded inside the naval fortress.
A shrill whistle went, "Peep, peep, peep!"
Not far from the quarters, an officer began blowing his whistle and assembling the soldiers.
Victor and the others all came out of the quarters.
"Prepare to depart."
"Move it! Hurry up, you damn bastards."
"Didn't you eat? Or are your legs too weak? You useless pieces of trash who've been drained dry."
The officers cursed crudely as they berated the marines. Under their urging, the marines quickly boarded the warships.
"All the rookies who just arrived today, come over here."
At that moment, a poker-faced major general in his forties beckoned Victor and the others over.
Regardless of Victor and the others' ranks,
Branch G5 always recognized only the distinction between "rookies" and "veterans."
Victor and the others followed the major general aboard a warship.
"Where are we going?" Kizaru asked.
The major general glanced at Kizaru, then said coldly, "Rookie, either do two thousand push-ups or spend three days in the brig."
Kizaru froze for a moment, then shouted, "Yes!" and began doing push-ups.
The major general paced back and forth in front of Victor and the others, reminding them, "From now on, don't ask where you're going. All you need to know is to obey and carry out orders, and answer with 'Yes.'"
"Yes!" Victor and the others replied in unison.
The major general said calmly, "Welcome to the New World."
The New World was an extremely brutal place.
Because of the magnetic fields, many areas in the New World had terrible weather and could not produce enough food.
To survive, young people went out to sea and became pirates.
Pirates attacked countries, pirates attacked pirates, and even pirates attacking the navy was a common occurrence.
It was like raising venomous creatures in a jar.
The strength of the pirates in the New World grew stronger and stronger.
To contend with the pirates of the New World, the marines of Branch G5 were different from those of other branches.
They had to be more like pirates than pirates, more ruthless and more cunning, in order to defeat pirates and survive in the dangerous New World.
As the fortress gate opened, three warships left the fortress.
The commander of this mission was Lieutenant General Nunn.
Lieutenant General Nunn was forty-six years old, in the prime of his life.
He had served at Branch G5 for eleven years and had repeatedly hovered on the brink of death.
This mission was to capture a pirate named Jonathan.
Jonathan currently had a bounty of 260 million.
In Grand Line Era 1494, a bounty of 260 million was no small sum.
As for why headquarters was so eager to capture Jonathan, that was not something Nunn needed to concern himself with.
He had never liked overthinking complicated matters. He only cared about carrying out his mission.
The warships soon reached their destination—Hellenson Island.
Hellenson Island was Jonathan's territory. He had occupied the island for nearly two years.
Territorial struggles in the New World had always been fierce.
Being able to hold his territory for two years meant that Jonathan truly had strength.
Under the cover of night,
off the coast of Hellenson Island, the three warships extinguished all their lights and slowly approached with the current.
The pirates on the island had never imagined that they would be attacked at night.
At that moment, the pirates drank, played cards, and sang beside the bonfire. They did this every night, enjoying freedom and happiness.
Jonathan sat in a chair with his eyes closed, resting.
"Today's mission is simple: capture Jonathan."
At that moment, Nunn came before Victor and the others and issued their combat orders.
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