A New Flag

The world war had begun.

With the Navy's clear declaration, not only had the nations in the first half of the Grand Line stopped submitting to the rule of the Celestial Dragons, but even the New World, which had only just rid itself of the pirate scourge, formally made its stance clear, supporting the wave of independence jointly launched by the Navy and the Revolutionary Army.

Flip the table and deal the cards anew.

The World Government's army and its steel machines were immediately beaten into a rout by the United Army, united as tightly as a single rope.

The front was too broad and the strategic depth too vast for the World Government to suppress any one place.

They had lost.

Anyone with clear eyes could see that it was only a matter of time before the World Government's forces declared defeat.

Final victory was firmly in the United Army's grasp.

Two months later.

"Hey, Smoker, your side is the last battlefield. Don't let me down."

After listening to the words from the Den Den Mushi, Smoker, with two cigars clenched between his teeth, irritably hung up the buzzing Den Den Mushi.

In this campaign, he, the White Hunter, had been one of the outstanding rising stars of the Navy. Any battlefield under his command had been invincible and unstoppable.

This island would naturally be no exception.

"Commodore, once we take this place, I'll have to call you Rear Admiral."

Seeing that his boss was ready to move out, a quick-witted Marine smiled broadly as he presented the iron jitte, flattering him to the utmost.

Everyone knew that Boss Smoker, who had been sidelined in Marineford for two or three years, was now valued by Commander-in-Chief Yatogami Long Yi. His meteoric rise was just around the corner.

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