Sengoku Calls, Marines Retreat
At this moment, he completely abandoned his usual carefree and lazy demeanor. His eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, were filled with seriousness, and there was no longer a trace of playful smile on his face.
Having just witnessed the Uchiha's continuous stream of elite reinforcements, and the sight of dozens of powerful figures comparable to Yonko Commander and candidate Admiral arrayed against the sea, he felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that this standoff had no chance of an easy ending.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku." Kizaru's tone still carried his signature nonchalance, but all the playfulness had vanished, replaced by genuine concern and helplessness as he reported truthfully.
"This is a huge problem. The Uchiha have sent another large number of elite Night Owl Guard, now arrayed in a double line on both the high ground and the ground, their aura completely overwhelming our fleet, and we're locked in a fierce standoff. The number and combat strength of these people have far exceeded headquarters' expectations."
He had always preferred stability to battle and disliked unnecessary sacrifices, but now his tone carried a clear sense of caution and concession as he softly inquired, "The disparity in combat strength between the enemy and ourselves is too great. If we engage in a direct confrontation, the losses will be unmanageable. Fleet Admiral, what should we do next? Should we continue to force our way into battle?"
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Sengoku, who had been tense, felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart after listening to Kizaru's complete and detailed Sengoku report. A fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from his forehead and slowly slid down his forehead.
Combining CP0 intelligence with Kizaru's frontline feedback, he instantly pieced together the complete battle situation: the Uchiha were not just a few people rushing to their aid, but a large number of elite troops pressing in. This terrifying combat power was far beyond what three Admiral could reliably contend with.
A long silence fell over the hall, the atmosphere extremely oppressive. Sengoku rested his hands on the table, his mind racing, calculating all the possible consequences of the battle.
Throughout his life, he was committed to the overall situation and safeguarded the foundation of the navy. He knew better than anyone the cost of rashly starting a war.
Once war breaks out, even if the Three Admirals manage to escape, their tens of thousands of elite naval troops will suffer heavy casualties, the Marine Headquarters ' combat reserves will be severely damaged, and it may even shake the foundation of the World Government's rule in the New World.
Not to mention the Big Mom Pirates lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce on any threat. If the battle becomes too close, the Navy will be caught in a pincer movement.
After weighing the pros and cons and deliberating repeatedly, Sengoku finally gritted his teeth and made the safest, yet most reluctant, decision. Fleet Admiral calm and authoritative voice, transmitted through the Den Den Mushi, resounded across the front lines, carrying an undeniable sense of strategic importance. "Kizaru, immediately issue the order! Have Akainu and Ryokugyu cooperate with you to abandon this mission and retreat in an orderly manner!"
He solemnly and repeatedly emphasized, his words earnest, revealing the Fleet Admiral's responsibility and concerns. "Remember! Absolutely no conflict with the Uchiha Clan is allowed!"
No provocation, no provocation! Preserving the lives of our soldiers and the navy's fighting strength is our top priority now. Everyone, evacuate the battlefield immediately!
Military orders are absolute and carry immense weight, leaving no room for negotiation.
The communication ended, Kizaru, holding the Den Den Mushi, sighed helplessly. He looked down at Akainu, who was standing at the bow of the ship, and relayed Sengoku's orders word for word.
He knew in his heart that, given Akainu's fierce nature, this order to retreat without a fight would surely make the other side extremely frustrated.
Upon hearing this, Akainu Sakazuki, the lead ship's captain, suddenly felt his molten lava aura surge and churn, the intense heat causing the surrounding air to distort violently.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his chest was filled with overwhelming resentment and frustration.
He believed in Absolute Justice and was decisive in killing. Throughout his life, he fought on all sides, always eliminating evil and fighting against enemies. He had never experienced such humiliation as holding a large army and facing a powerful enemy, yet being forced to endure and retreat.
Beneath the extreme rage lies absolute, clear-headed rationality.
Akainu was fierce by nature but by no means a reckless man; he was fully aware that the current situation was beyond redemption.
With four top experts— Yashiro, Tekka, Yaoyu, and Yakumi— in command, along with forty or fifty Night Owl Guards comparable to the Vice Admiral 'Yonko Commander and elite Night Owl Guard, the three Admiral alone had no chance of victory and were likely to be put on the defensive and suffer a crushing defeat.
Once war breaks out, even if the navy can barely hold the line, it will inevitably pay a heavy price, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers losing their lives.
Such a tragic sacrifice goes against his original intention to uphold justice and protect the people and soldiers, and is utterly meaningless.
After a long silence, Akainu forcibly suppressed all the anger and resentment in his heart. His resolute and cold face was now filled with extreme coldness. He turned to the messenger behind him and gave a deep, hoarse, and iron-willed order, "Order the entire army! Reorganize your formation and retreat in an orderly manner! Everyone must strictly abide by military discipline. No one is allowed to linger in battle or provoke anyone! Violators will be punished according to military law!"
Military orders were quickly relayed throughout the entire naval fleet via warship flags, signal flares, and messengers.
The thousands of warships, which had been locked in a state of readiness and poised to fire, slowly lowered their black cannons and gradually changed course.
The entire operation proceeded in an orderly and disciplined manner, without any panicked escapes or unnecessary disturbances. The massive naval fleet retreated layer by layer, slowly moving away from this desolate island area still shrouded in the smoke of battle.
On the deserted island beach, the Uchiha clan members stood quietly, calmly watching the navy fleet gradually disappear into the distance. Not one of them tried to stop them, nor did any of them use their abilities to give chase.
The Yashiro stood at the front of the formation, his eyes clear and calm, his mind filled with a very clear strategic assessment.
He was well aware of the terrifying strength of Akainu and Kizaru. Either of the Admiral possessed extremely strong individual combat capabilities and sustained bursts of power, enough to single-handedly contend with any two of him, Tekka, Yaoyu, and Yakumi.
With Ryokugyu's assistance and the support of tens of thousands of elite marines, if they were to fight to the death, even if the Uchiha Night Owl Guard ultimately won, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses of elite combat power.
Such pointless losses are absolutely unacceptable to the Uchiha Clan.
The Night Owl Guard, a top-tier elite force cultivated over many years, has never aimed to counterbalance the Navy or entangle itself in the conflicts of the Four Blues. Instead, it aims to confront the God's Knights, who reside in the Holy Land, to eliminate all hostile forces that hinder the Uchiha unification war, and to overturn the world order that has been corrupt for thousands of years.
At this moment, sacrificing core elite forces for a momentary act of spite would be a losing proposition with no strategic significance. Allowing the navy to retreat safely and preserving our own combat power is the most rational and long-term choice.
As the outline of the naval fleet gradually disappeared into the horizon, the extreme solemnity that had enveloped the entire sea area finally began to fade away.
The tense atmosphere gradually relaxed, the howling sea breeze swept away some of the remaining smoke, and the oppressive battlefield atmosphere gradually eased, thus bringing the long-lasting high-level confrontation to a close.
I'm taking a day off tomorrow. I heard some brothers asking when I'm going back to the Ninja World. My plan is to return when Uchiha Sasuke sixteen, around the time of the Ninja World War. I'll also speed up Sasuke's power level so that he reaches the Peak Kage Level before returning to the Ninja World, which is about the same as Madara Uchiha's power level when he first awakened the Eternal Eyes.
The main reason is that I feel I can't keep up with the plot after returning to the Ninja World to take revenge, but I still want to write a million words.
Hehehe~
Finally, I'm really exhausted. Lately, I've been reading about 5,000 people a day, but I'm not getting 30,000 reads. I'm not getting any points from the Pomodoro Technique, and I'm about to explode.
Please share, please give gifts, please comment! Can you please not just stay silent? I really feel like nobody reads my single-player game posts!
When I opened the comments section on Chaowei, there wasn't a single person there. I almost thought everyone had left!