Pirate's Infinite Wings

"No, and you have to be modest, you can't just talk about being a general." Da Siqi pushed his glasses, and taught in a serious manner: "First of all, generals must have super-class strength, only this way. In order to catch the most vicious pirate..."

Fang Lang had already left. In fact, he just said casually that if he wanted to become a general, he would first have to be recruited at the first level, then second, third, and fourth levels, and then he needed to stand out from the general candidates.

What's more, if nothing happens, you need to match up with Tenghu and Green Bull.

"Thinking about it this way, it seems to be really hanging." Fang Lang touched his chin and followed the seaman to the martial arts field.

Entering through the iron gate, you can see that three hundred people in Moyo have gathered together, including men and women.

Fang Lang's gaze swept over, but he judged a few people with good strength. Of course, this good is only relative to ordinary marines.

"Go by yourself." The soldier beside him left a sentence, then turned and left.

Without any hesitation, Fang Lang stepped towards the crowd.

"That's... the bounty hunter Avery." Someone recognized Fang Lang and said in surprise: "Is he even joining the conscription?"

"This man, many pirates have been planted in his hands recently! Very strong!"

Hearing these small words, Fang Lang raised his brows and walked into the crowd silently, seeming to be afraid of his existence, and the people around him subconsciously stepped aside.

Fang Lang didn't care too much. He looked at the high platform in the center of the martial arts field, on which stood a man in weird clothes.

This man is about thirty-five years old. He is wearing a navy hat with G-5 on his head and three medals on his chest. But his lower body... is wearing a pair of tall tubes painted with gold paint. The boots made a heavy metallic sound as they walked around.

The man pushed up his sleeves, looked at the time on the watch, then looked up at the entire martial arts field, and said loudly, "I am the Brigadier General of the Navy G-5 Branch, Arischi, you will give me everything I say next. Listen! Let me understand it! Now the 17th first-level conscription of the Navy G-5 branch begins!"

After a pause, Arischi went on to say: "It's 10 o'clock in the morning. There are 319 people, 299 men, and 20 women present. After being eliminated, very few will be left. Please be prepared! We G -5 You don’t need waste, a person who has no power will be a legal citizen obediently and go to sea to fight against pirates. Let the soldiers do it!"

At this time, a young man next to Fang Lang whispered: "I just heard that in the previous 16 conscriptions, only 16 people qualified!"

The other person nodded and looked serious: "No wonder there are rumors from the outside that they can pass the first-level conscription here, and even challenge the second-level of the headquarters."

"If it weren't for the only place in the New World where I could participate, I wouldn't have come here. The seamen here are rascals."

The two complained to each other, these words were passed into Fang Lang's ears, and then they silently mourned for them in the bottom of their hearts.

Before that, Arischi just took a casual look, and then accurate the number of people present to one place, and distinguished between men and women, this must be the power of seeing and hearing.

At this time, the conversation between the two people might have already passed into Arischi's ears.

Sure enough, Arischi, who was standing on the high platform, snorted, "You two, you are talking about you! Get away, soldiers, drag them out. If you resist, you will have another fight!"

When even two seamen stood up, with a burly figure and strong muscles, they walked over with a yin smile, one with one under his armpit, and threw the two people who were talking.

This scene surprised many people who participated in the conscription. The Navy’s approach was simply a rogue.

However, the other party was a brigadier general, and at this time in the base, no one dared to say any extra words, but many people made up their minds and complained to his superiors later.

"I know what you are thinking about. If you want to do it, just do it." As if seeing through other people's minds, Arischi curled his lips disdainfully: "Now I will explain the rules of conscription. It's very simple. Run."

"What do you mean?" someone asked immediately.

"To the north of the naval base, there is an extinct volcano. You set out from here, walk or run, in short, reach the crater, find the naval flag inserted there, and then run back." Yaris Raised loudly.

While talking, he clapped his hands, and immediately five seamen walked out, each carrying a backpack, and five different numbers were written on the backpack.

"Then rule two, please look here. There are five different weight packages, namely 10 kg, 20 kg, 40 kg, 80 kg, and 160 kg. For example, if two people came back here with a navy flag. , Then, the high-loaded talents are considered qualified, and the low-loaded ones will be eliminated. Of course, the premise is that they can return here before six in the afternoon."

At the end, Arischi had an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"What..." The face of the person who asked the question before changed, and he said in shock: "I know this part of the road, even if it is normal, starting from the morning and running to the top of the mountain will turn into night, it is impossible to have time!"

"No, no, no, little brother, you think too much. If you can't do it, it can only show that you are suitable for being a citizen, not a sea soldier." Arischi shook his index finger, and then said: "Rule three , You can use any devil fruit's power and weapons, but you can't kill others. After all, we are conscripts."

As soon as these words came out, Dang even a dozen people roared angrily: "Wait! This is too unfair!"

"Yes, the ability of Devil Fruit is foul! How could it be comparable!"

"Yes, that's right, are you conscripts, or are you too difficult for them!"

Fang Lang watched all this silently, nodded in his heart knowingly, no wonder there were only 16 qualified people in 16 drafts. Under this rule, those with the ability of Devil Fruit took too much advantage.

"Fair?" Arischi sneered, "Do you have a chance to talk about fairness with the pirates? We are conscripts, not asylums. We want fighters, not wage earners. I've said it all. If you are not satisfied, hurry up. Get out, no one is stopping you!"

Everyone is speechless...