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Chapter 17 Hawks- Headquarters Affairs
[Marineford Headquarters Training Ground]
The sun is scorching and the sea breeze is blowing.
On the martial arts field, four figures stood solemnly.
They are the four most elite Vice Admirals in the Naval Headquarters:
[Ghost Spider]——The cold-blooded Shura of the Eight Swords Style, as iron-blooded as steel.
[Stolow Berry]——Calm and taciturn, with a mind as meticulous as the abyss.
[Dauberman]——A righteous fanatic, decisive in killing and never compromise.
[Flying Squirrel]——Aloof and noble, with steady swordsmanship, he rarely gets close to others.
At this moment, they gathered here, not for anything else——
Just to welcome the new flag that will be inserted into the core of this headquarters:
——Sakazuki Admiral's nephew, the Blade of Correction, Rogge!
From the direction of the port, the sound of military boots hitting the ground came closer and closer.
Rogge, Rhett, and Enel strode into the training ground with steady steps.
In an instant, four sharp and steady gazes were cast at the same time, scrutinizing with the instinctive scrutiny of warriors—
Rogge has an upright military posture, a restrained aura like a sharp sword, and his black pupils are cold and deep.
Rhett, with a huge sword on his shoulder, was muscular and silent as a mountain.
Enel, with his silver hair flying, lightning flickered restlessly at his fingertips, his aura of arrogance hard to conceal.
——The air seemed to be slightly stagnant.
After a few seconds of silence.
Ghost Spider took the lead, stomping his boots heavily on the ground, clasping his fists solemnly, and speaking in a voice as hard as iron:
"Rogge the Cleaner, the work of East Blue's cleansing is something we admire."
Berry nodded slightly, his voice steady:
"The blood of Admiral Sakazuki has lived up to its mission."
Dauberman grinned, revealing his white teeth:
"Happy boy! Laozi likes it!"
The flying squirrel gently turned the sword in his hand, and the blade flashed slightly, and sneered:
"It's much better than some losers who just eat and wait to die."
Although the words were sharp, the atmosphere was refreshing and frank.
Rogge smiled slightly, raised his hand in return, and said in a concise and sharp voice:
"Rectification is just the beginning."
Just a short sentence, but powerful.
The four Vice Admirals looked at each other, all with deep approval in their eyes.
——There is no need for unnecessary greetings between truly strong people.
——One glance and you'll know if we're on the same path.
After a brief moment of solemnity, the atmosphere instantly became harmonious and warm.
[Marineford·Science Department·Weapon Customization Workshop]
at the same time.
At Rogge's personal request and Sakazuki's direct order, the Science Department worked overtime throughout the night to create a special weapon.
Three days and three nights later——
A pair of heavy-duty brass knuckles made entirely of seastone is finally complete:
The whole body is dark and heavy, emitting a heart-pounding sense of oppression.
Each piece weighs one kilogram (seastone is hard but not heavy) and integrates impact shell shock absorption and impact force amplification system.
The back of the finger is engraved with the unique silver wing emblem of the Purification Army, which is sharp and cold, like the claws of a Shinigami.
On the day of the delivery ceremony.
Rhett took the brass knuckles and clasped them between his fists.
The bone came into contact with the metal, making a dull and powerful collision sound.
Lei Te grinned, his face flushed with excitement:
"f**k! This is what real men do!!!"
Enel on the side rolled his eyes and sneered:
"Tsk, they're just two broken rocks, they can't even conduct a little electricity—"
Before he finished speaking.
Rhett suddenly threw a punch!
The air seemed to be torn apart, making a loud explosion!
boom!!!
Enel's hair exploded, his earlobes twitched, his body staggered, and his face changed!
He stared at the brass knuckles on Rhett's hand, and for the first time, his eyes were filled with shock.
"…How could that punch you just made hit my thunder body?!"
——The lightning body is invisible and cannot be reached by conventional physical attacks.
But this punch hit Lei Dian's body directly, and he almost rolled out!
Rogge curled his lips slightly and explained lightly:
"Seastone, one of the few special minerals in the world that can suppress the power of Devil Fruit."
"The higher the purity, the stronger the suppression effect."
"Especially deadly to Logia..."
Enel's expression changed slightly, and for the first time, he felt a real sense of alertness in his heart.
It turns out that the thunder and lightning that he thought was invincible were just a small fight in this sea!
Lei Te proudly shook his brass knuckles and grinned provocatively:
"How about it, little charlatan? Do you want to try my love blow?"
Enel was so angry that his silver hair stood on end, lightning wrapped around his fingertips, he snorted, turned his head and gave up.
——Playfulness between brothers.
——It is the most gentle relaxation in the iron-blooded storm.
Rogge watched the scene quietly, a hint of tenderness appearing imperceptibly in the depths of his eyes.
[Marineford Confidential Training Ground]
The scorching sun scorched the training ground, and the air was filled with the dull atmosphere left over from the Haki collision.
Enel knelt on one knee, his silver hair sticking to his forehead, sweat dripping down his chin onto the scorching ground, instantly evaporating into white mist.
He gritted his teeth, his shoulders trembled, but he stubbornly refused to fall down.
Across from him, Rogge stood with his hands behind his back, his expression stern and his eyes as cold as stars.
"stand up."
"continue."
The cold and hard order came down, without a trace of emotion.
Enel growled and suddenly pushed himself up, lightning flashing at his fingertips and his heart beating wildly in his chest.
——Observation Haki (mind network) expands perception.
——The brutal polishing of Armament Haki's initial awakening.
——Thunder suppression and repeated stimulation of neural connections.
Every training session is a tearing and reshaping of the soul and body.
Pain? Of course.
But more than that, it was the excitement that surged from deep within his bones!
This is the correct use of power!
It's not just a show of talent, nor is it an abuse of Logia's abilities.
Instead, they temper and hone themselves to become unshakable weapons!
At the same time, under Rogge's instruction, Enel began to quietly expand the coverage of the heart network:
Quietly monitor the words and actions of the department's middle management;
Pay attention to whether the flow of logistics materials is abnormal;
Secretly record improper transactions and secret contacts between military officers.
Every clue of corruption was quietly noted down.
Silently, he became an absolutely secret sharp blade in Rogge's hand.
In the future, the corruption and filth of the ocean will be cleared up by their own hands!
[Marineford Marshal's Office]
In the afternoon, the sun is scorching.
The atmosphere in the Marshal's office, located at the center of the highest power, was extremely solemn.
Marshal Sengoku sat quietly behind his obsidian desk, his golden cloak swaying gently in the air-conditioned breeze, his brows filled with calm and intimidating power.
Outside the door, Rogge pushed the door open with a straight military posture and his steps were firm and powerful.
He was wearing a neat Marine uniform with his cape fluttering in the wind, and he looked like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.
Sengoku raised his head slightly, sizing up the young Purifier who had shaken the headquarters.
After a moment's silence, he whispered:
"Rogge Commodore."
"In light of your Penultimate achievements in the East Blue cleansing campaign, I have been ordered by this headquarters—"
Sengoku pushed over a thick, encrypted military order, his tone steady and forceful:
"Appoint you as [Special Operations Commander] and grant you independent command authority."
"Your first task—"
Sengoku's tone suddenly darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes:
"Purge—G-5 Branch."
Every word sounded like a hammer falling down!
Rogge's eyes moved slightly, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
G-5.
A branch that has long since rotted to the bone marrow.
Wine, s*x, and bribery are rampant, and there are secret dealings with pirates, which openly violate Marine justice.
It is also the most suitable place for the first blow of the rectification storm to fall!
Sengoku added gravely:
"Clean up, do it neatly."
"Leave no stain, leave no tail."
"Just like you did at East Blue, decisive and thorough."
Rogge raised his hand in the most standard military salute, his voice as cold and hard as a knife:
"—As you command."
He took the document and turned to leave.
The cloak fluttered high, like a dark blade of light that was about to pierce the old world.
Under the scorching sun, at the end of the Grand Line in the distance, the sea breeze stirred up the faint smoke of war.
The wind of rectification is finally blowing towards our headquarters system!
The G-5 branch will be the first testing ground for the bloodbath!