No matter what army it is, veterans are precious resources. Having experienced the fighting on the battlefield, these veterans know better what to do when encountering emergencies.
No matter how long you stay in the training ground, it will not bring as much experience as actual combat.
The navy never represents justice, or justice in a broad sense. They represent the order of the world government. In the eyes of most people, maintaining this order is part of justice.
With such a huge base, there are all kinds of people in the navy. It is undeniable that some people are really fighting for the justice in their hearts. They believe that eradicating pirates will bring peace, but this goal is impossible to achieve.
The existence of pirates is fueled by the World Government. The World Government needs pirates to remain in a relatively stable range in order to demonstrate the significance of its rule.
Breaking the opponent's legs first and then mercifully giving them a crutch is a very common operation for the World Government. In order to prevent it from becoming an illegal zone and being plundered at will, the member states can only try their best to collect the high price of heavenly gold to satisfy the desires of the Celestial Dragons.
As for the navy, the World Government does not have strong control over it. In the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, the navy is nothing more than their own trained hunting dogs. Apart from feeding them on time and providing them with military funds, many other matters are decided by the navy itself.
After Rocks retired, the turbulence in the sea grew day by day, and the casualties of the navy also increased. Many veterans who retired to the second line had rich combat experience and were very unwilling to retire due to disability.
If the cost of Orlan's prosthetic limbs could really be that low.
"Ahe, what do you think?"
In the Marine Headquarters' General Staff Office in Marinford, Tsuru, then Chief of Staff of the Marine Headquarters, and Admiral Sengoku were watching the broadcast of Den Den Mushi.
At this time, Sengoku and Crane were the important cornerstones of the navy. They were the ones making decisions on many important matters. Even the current Navy Admiral Kong began to gradually delegate power and began to train Sengoku, preparing to let him take over the position of marshal in the future.
Logically speaking, Garp is another pillar of the navy in this era, but he is chasing Roger every day and basically does not participate in decision-making. He is mainly a military deterrent and reputation enhancer.
"The newspaper's claims are not exaggerated. They are very significant. The cost of custom prosthetic limbs for the scientific forces is too high to be distributed to every soldier."
"That's not what I'm talking about. It's not just a medical product. Take a piece of iron as an example. A soldier needs to practice day after day to master this skill, but a metal prosthesis can do this from the beginning."
Zhan Guo was even more curious about the extent to which prosthetics could be used in combat. Even if they could not be controlled as freely as the original body, as long as they were not too rigid and could achieve half the effect of the original human body, it would be an enhancement to the basic combat power.
Besides, there is no rule that only people with disabilities can use prosthetic limbs.
"There's a huge difference between military and civilian supplies. How far this doctor can go depends on his abilities. But perhaps we should try to recruit him. The scientific corps is currently lacking people who can truly shoulder the responsibility of carrying out major tasks."
Different people have different opinions. Doctors admire Orlan's surgical skills, and some navy personnel are imagining what kind of changes prostheses can bring. However, not everyone has admiration or emotion.
In Mary Geoise, the Five Elders who represented the highest authority were still sitting idly in the hall. It was unknown how long they had lived, but they seemed to like this potted plant-like life very much.
"Satan, are you interested in the technology of the netherworld?"
"It's quite interesting, but that's all. It doesn't mean anything to me. Winning the Iber Prize is enough.
Sidilir Orlan, Vegapunk, even the underworld can produce some rare individuals. If they can win the prize, then grant them the honor of entering the Holy Land."
Satan did not take this matter to heart. A report was only worth a few glances. In Satan's opinion, Vegapunk and Orlan still need to work harder before they are qualified to serve the Celestial Dragons.
Regardless of outside opinions and ideas, the progress of the operation was not disrupted.
The operation was now completed, the neurons in the arm had been connected to the metal control ring, and the fingers of the prosthetic limb were even wiggling. Mitt, who had awakened, was getting used to the new arm.
"The feedback from the prosthetic arm is a little different from your original arm, so you'll need to get used to it slowly.
The lifespan of the mechanical lung in your body is normally enough to carry you away. Considering your actual situation, I have set up a clockwork power supply device for you. If you feel short of breath, just wind it up a few times. Any other questions?"
People in this world generally have strong physiques. Even if they have a broken bone or missing teeth, they can replenish them by drinking some milk.
Apart from uncontrollable death factors caused by things like the Supreme Staircase, people's bodies recover extremely quickly and can basically move again after being bandaged.
"No, this is the best I've felt since that fight."
The operation has ended, but the live broadcast of Den Den Mushi was not interrupted immediately. The people arranged by Feld will conduct a follow-up interview with Mitt and record his changes in detail in the next few days.
This was no longer Orlan's responsibility. Shortly after the operation, MADS left here and sailed to Iber Island to prepare for the award ceremony.
When sailing on the Grand Line, a recording pointer is a necessity. The chaotic magnetic field here makes conventional tools simply ineffective, which means that the directions between many islands are fixed.
On the way to Iber Island, Piercro had already led his men to ambush near a nearby island reef.
This place is not recorded on nautical charts and only appears above water in certain seasons.
"You've all seen the reports over the past few days. This doctor must die here today. Otherwise, if he attracts the attention of some powerful force and gains military support, we'll be left with no way to deal with him.
Everyone on that ship must be killed, not a single one left alive, and the incident must be disguised as a shipwreck."
In order to avoid being made a target of justice, Piercro planned to hide his whereabouts as much as possible. In this vast ocean, it is not difficult to cover up a piece of news.
"Boss, our people have spotted them. At their speed, they will be nearby tomorrow night."
"Excellent! Tomorrow night will be low tide, and their ships will be trapped in this reef area. It seems my luck isn't always so bad. Get everyone ready! Whoever kills Sidiliel will receive a personal reward of 100 million berries!"
In a sense, Orlan also experienced the feeling of having a bounty of over 100 million. The members of this killer group were all desperate criminals who were motivated by money. Under the huge inducement of Piercro, they were like wolves, waiting for their prey.
Finally, as night was approaching, the MADS ship came into their sight.
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