Chapter 89 The path of a reckless man (please subscribe!!!)

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"It's better not to form any faction. It's too troublesome, and I'm not interested in the general position. The affairs are too complicated, and you can't go out casually after being promoted to general."

Lukar spoke his inner thoughts.

"Sure enough, you haven't changed."

Nishizawa gave a helpless smile. He knew the character of his direct commander very well, and these thoughts had already been revealed to him.

"Now that you have decided, I will simply contact the people who come to contact me later. Even if I don't cooperate with them, I can't offend everyone."

"Lucar, these still need to be done. You must know that even Vice Admiral Garp cannot avoid these things as long as he is in the naval system."

After listening to the advice given, Lukar nodded. He knew that Caesar was right. Even Garp's position in the navy could not be avoided by him, let alone him as a commodore.

"Then just do as you say, I'm going to trouble you again this time."

"Haha, who told me to be your deputy?"

Caesar spread his arms. As the second core figure on this warship, he has been labeled as Lukar's deputy. If the core figure cannot do these things, it can only be done by him.

"Captain, don't you plan to become a general here? I heard that only the strongest in the navy can be promoted to a general. With your strength, captain, you can definitely achieve it, why don't you try for it."

After seeing that what the two discussed was confirmed, Barrett interjected and asked the question in his heart.

For him, the pursuit is to become the strongest person, and the nominal strongest in the navy is the rank of general. Without strength, no matter how high the merits are, it is impossible to be promoted.

"Hahaha, you kid, don't keep thinking about the general."

Lukar laughed and patted Barrett on the shoulder.

He had not discussed this aspect with Barrett in detail, and his doubts were understandable. Lucar knew that not only him, but also all the naval soldiers on his warship were thinking about the scene when he became an admiral in the future. In terms of their own strength, they have complete trust, but they don't understand their true thoughts.

Holding Barrett, he walked to the deck railing and pointed at the endless sea channel in front of him.

"There are countless strong people in this sea. Is it true that only the admiral can be the strongest in the world? No, those legendary pirates in the new world, even the admiral has not been able to defeat them for so many years."

"Barrett, whether you can become a general has nothing to do with whether you are the strongest. Do you know Lieutenant General Garp? I heard Teacher Zefa said that Lieutenant General Garp is no weaker than any general, or even stronger. Strong, what does this mean? It is the people who are strong, not the so-called general position."

"A general needs not only the strongest force, but also management, leadership and other abilities, not just pure strength, so that he can lead the navy well. Look at which one, Warring States General or Zefa, can only use force."

"Barrett, look at the two of us. Apart from our muscles, what other abilities do we have to qualify for the position of general?"

Barrett looked thoughtful. After looking at Lukar's example, he found that there was indeed some truth in what he said. He seemed to have nothing but combat prowess, and the captain had never managed his own warship until now. All of them were made by Xi. Major Ze, who was in charge, slowly shook his head.

"Right. In my opinion, Caesar is more suitable for the position of general than us. It's just a pity that he is still far behind in terms of strength."

Lukar saw Barrett's response and nodded with satisfaction.

"So, let's concentrate on increasing our combat effectiveness. There is a saying in my hometown that there is a specialization in the arts. Since we are talented in combat effectiveness, we should keep moving in this direction. Sooner or later, in terms of strength, we can all become The strongest man in the world."

Injecting blood into Barrett, he even became excited as he talked.

"Good guys, these two are really going to run in the direction of pure recklessness."

Caesar, who was next to him, listened to Lukar's absurd reasoning and glanced at Barrett's excited expression. There was something strange in his eyes.

He felt that he was a little out of place on this warship led by a reckless man. He, who had always been rational, seemed to see himself wiping the butts of the two of them in the future.

No, if this continues, these two guys will definitely not change. I will be exhausted from now on. I will have to look for opportunities next time and find a suitable person to share my pressure.

After making a decision, Nishizawa did not intend to stay on the deck. If he continued to listen, he was afraid that he would be led astray. He planned to go back and search for information at the headquarters to see if there was a suitable candidate. He must try his best to find someone. Pull the other person over.

After that, on the way back to the headquarters, Lukar and Barrett unknowingly increased the intensity of their training again.

"well..."

Lukar walked out of the training room, glanced at his right index finger, and sighed helplessly.

It has been two days since I left the mine island, and the injuries on my body have not fully recovered, especially the one on my index finger, which is still a black phalange full of cracks.

At sea, he could not extract the power of the earth from the ground, and his amazing recovery power was broken. The injuries on his body were better. After being bandaged, his strong physical fitness made his recovery speed not slow.

But the horrible side effects on the index finger have not improved at all. Not to mention the cells, even a little bit of meat on the index finger has been burned clean. If there is no power of the earth to restore it, this finger will be really useless, at least this part The Navy has no way to treat this kind of injury.

Fortunately, this kind of follow-up problem will not happen again. According to this sailing speed, we can reach the headquarters tomorrow, and Lukar's injuries can be fully recovered.

Walking back to his captain's office, he sat on the sofa alone, pulled out a box from under the coffee table in front of him, took out some wine and put it on the coffee table.

Gulu gulu——

"Hiccup, feel good."

Lukar drank a bottle of beer from Hera Island, burped, and lay back on the sofa with satisfaction.

For so many years, his only hobby has been wine. After completing the training mission, drinking another bottle of wine is his most comfortable state.

The only pity is that he drinks alone most of the time. Barrett is not a good drinker, but likes cigars, and Caesar doesn't like drinking. Recently, he learned from Zefa and fell in love with drinking tea.

Picking up a bottle of wine and taking a sip from time to time, Lukar recalled all the previous battle scenes. He liked to think and review after a big battle. Maybe his brain would only turn on things related to the battle.

The scene of Porusalino constantly shuttling around him at high speed flashed in his mind. Looking back on all his abilities, it seemed that other than the method of dying together, other methods were completely useless.

Sakaski's side was fine. Just like me, he was a head-on type, and he didn't have that obvious sense of restraint.

But for Porusalino's high-speed fighting style, after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't find a good way to deal with it. It seemed that the only way to deal with it was to fight hard.

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