"The second type is people like Garp. They also hate the Celestial Dragons and sympathize with the Revolutionary Army and those kind-hearted pirates, but they are more obedient and can hardly be expected to betray their own organization. A typical trait of such people is that when assigned missions that are not just, they choose to muddle through rather than openly disobey orders."
As Mousse spoke, he unconsciously curled his lip. Dislike them as he might, this type of Marine officer and soldier still needed to be won over rather than eliminated outright—not to recruit them into the revolution, but to make them remain neutral and avoid obstructing it.
As for the other Marine officers and soldiers, even those like Sengoku and Akainu, who believed they were following the World Government's orders to do dirty work for the greater good, they should all be resolute targets of struggle and exterminated without mercy.
It was precisely because people like them existed that the Celestial Dragons' rotten rule had endured until now. If the new regime accepted such old bureaucrats from the "preservation faction," it would not only damage the revolution's legitimacy, but also cause a regime that should have been in its rising phase to rot rapidly. Mousse retained far too many such lessons from before his transmigration.
"If old contradictions cannot be thoroughly resolved, then the new regime is merely the old regime wearing a new skin. Besides, every one of these people has blood debts on their hands. Kill them whenever possible—unless the price is too great, don't leave a single one alive!"
Mousse clenched his fist as he spoke. Back when he watched the One Piece anime, the scene where Sengoku killed even pregnant women and infants had dealt him no small psychological blow. Akainu shelling the refugee