"Effective immediately, all personnel, supplies, and authority of the Marine G-5 Branch shall fall under the full command of Rear Admiral 'Tyrannosaurus' Yas. His orders shall carry the same authority as those of the Fleet Admiral. No approval is required, and disobedience is forbidden. By decree."
When Vice Admiral Vergo read this supreme directive from Fleet Admiral Kong in a trembling, almost unrecognizable voice inside the deathly silent command tower, every G-5 field officer present seemed to have all their strength drained away at once. Their faces turned deathly pale as they collapsed to the floor.
Full command!
Orders equal to the Fleet Admiral's!
This was no mere delegation of authority. It was practically gift-wrapping the entire G-5 Branch, along with their lives and fortunes, and handing it all to that sixteen-year-old monster!
"I, we..." The sycophantic captain who had earlier demanded that Yas write a self-criticism now had trembling lips. A foul-smelling warmth spread through his crotch. He had wet himself in terror.
Vergo clutched the document so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He felt as though an icy hand had seized his heart, making even breathing unbearably difficult.
He could not understand why Fleet Admiral Kong would issue such an insane order.
Why would he indulge a newcomer to this extent?
Was the Marines' future truly going to be handed to such a lawless, unreasonable monster?
Yet no matter how resentful and jealous he felt, reality could no longer be changed.
Half an hour later, at the G-5 Branch's largest central training ground.
Thousands of G-5 Marine soldiers stood there with complicated expressions, alongside hundreds of formidable elite field officers who had just traveled day and night from across the world using Geppo.
Opposite them stood the five hundred original crew members of the Leviathan under Yas's