Chapter 94

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### Chapter 94

North Blue 321 branch.

Office of the base chief.

With his hands behind his back, Sengoku stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows. He watched the warships of the North Blue Fleet gradually return to the distant military port. A strange light shone in his deep eyes.

North Blue Fleet, Sky Dominance, Strategic Flying Fleet, Well-trained Elite Troops, Small Missiles, Brand New Technology Weapons... Words flashed through his mind quickly. He couldn't help thinking about it.

"Darren is very ambitious..." Sengoku narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

Tuk tuk tuk... There was a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Sengoku responded, slowly withdrawing his gaze. His expression returned to normal.

He turned around and saw Flying Squirrel pushing through the door. Flying Squirrel, wearing a Marine cap with a resolute face, raised his hand to salute.

"Admiral Sengoku, are you looking for me?"

Sengoku looked up and down at the deputy base chief of the 321 branch and the deputy of Admiral Darren of North Blue. He was very satisfied with the calm temperament of the soldier and said with a smile, "The old man's coming to the 321 branch should have brought a lot of trouble to your work."

Although Byrnndi Valdo is dead, the finishing work of the crusade against the Ward Pirates still had to be dealt with. For the sake of supplies, Sengoku decided to stay in branch 321 for a few days before returning to Naval Headquarters Marineford. 

In this way, the base chief's office was directly requisitioned by him.

Flying Squirrel shook his head and said, "Rest assured, Admiral Sengoku. The North Blue Fleet has been greatly encouraged by your arrival."

"If it weren't for your plan, this time's crusade against the big pirate Byrnndi Waldo would never have been such a great success."

Sengoku rolled his eyes and said, "Such flattery is not for you. Don't be like the Darren boy."

Flying Squirrel smiled awkwardly. It wasn't his style to say things like that.

"Speaking of that brat Darren, how's his injury?" Sengoku asked.

Flying Squirrel pondered for a moment, then said solemnly, "According to the military doctor's diagnosis, Base Commander Darren suffered extremely serious injuries in this battle. More than 30 bones in his body were broken to varying degrees. His internal organs were bleeding, and the body was bleeding profusely. The situation is quite grim."

Sengoku fell silent for a moment, sighing silently in his heart. Although that brat Darren had a lot of ambitions, he quietly built a powerful fleet without consulting the headquarters.

With Sengoku's vision and insight, he immediately saw that the ten warships dispatched by the North Blue fleet in the crusade against Byrnndi Valdo were all modified. Moreover, the heavy weapons carried on the warships, as well as the technological weapons used by the Marines of the 321 branch, were clearly from Germa 66.

Germa 66... Sengoku suddenly remembered another incident not long ago. North Blue Marine intervened to mediate the war between the Kingdom of Germa and the Kingdom of Yadis, and then for some unknown reason, the North Blue fleet and Germa 66 reached a friendly cooperation agreement.

So... the "collaboration" between Darren and Vinsmoke Judge started at that time?

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Darren's series of actions, recalling the sacrifice Darren made to defeat Byrnndi Waldo this time, as well as the tragic injuries, Sengoku wasn't eager to pursue it further.

That was Byrnndi Waldo, after all. A great pirate that threatens Naval Headquarters and the World Government.

"I have never seen Colonel Darren so seriously injured."

Flying Squirrel didn't notice the change in Sengoku's expression and continued the report.

"According to the military doctor, if anyone else suffered such a fatal injury, they might not have survived. Even if they did, they would definitely have many lasting effects and become useless from then on."

The more Sengoku listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. A sense of shame grew in his heart. Darren almost lost his life helping him defeat Byrnndi Waldo, yet Sengoku had considered requisitioning the North Blue fleet and its technological weapons for headquarters.

"Damn you, Sengoku! Are you worthy of Darren's efforts and sacrifices?"

"...The military doctor estimates it will take at least two or three days for Colonel Darren to fully recover."

Flying Squirrel sighed sadly. Sengoku shook his head, looking concerned.

"It's really not easy for that kid Darren. It's a shame he's been in North Blue all these years. This old man will try to make it up to him... Let him recover as quickly as possible. After he fully recovers—"

Suddenly, Sengoku seemed to realize something and froze.

"Wait! What did you say?"

He looked at Flying Squirrel in bewilderment.

"That kid Darren will fully recover in two or three days?"

Flying Squirrel nodded, puzzled.

"Yes."

Sengoku's eyes twitched.

"Didn't you say the military doctor said it was very serious? At least 30 broken bones all over his body, internal bleeding, enough to be fatal?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you say if it were someone else, they would have died long ago? Even if they survived, they would have many lasting effects and become useless?"

"Yes."

Sengoku gritted his teeth.

"Didn't you say you've never seen Darren with such a serious injury?"

Flying Squirrel said solemnly,

"Yes."

Sengoku almost growled,

"Then why?"

Flying Squirrel answered honestly,

"I really haven't seen Colonel Darren so badly wounded. In the past, even if he was cut by a sword, bombed by shells, burned by flames, or pierced by bullets, scabs would form in less than half an hour. But this time, Base Commander Darren will lie in the hospital for three full days."

He said matter-of-factly,

"It's too serious."

The serious expression on his face made Sengoku feel crazy inside. Sengoku opened his mouth, but, facing the serious Flying Squirrel, he couldn't say a word and could only cover his face in pain.

"Okay, okay, I understand. You go out first. The old man needs to be alone."

"Yes, Admiral Sengoku... call me anytime if you need to."

Flying Squirrel raised his hand in a salute, then turned and left the office.

"Wait..."

Sengoku suddenly called to stop him.

"Where are Gion and Kake? Tell them to come over."

Flying Squirrel pondered for a moment.

"Major Gion and Major Kake are not in the branch."

"Where did those two go?" Sengoku asked suspiciously.

"Major Kake took Rear Admiral Borsolino... Well, they went to sea to investigate the people of North Blue."

Flying Squirrel pursed his lips. Sengoku's mouth twitched.

"What about Gion?"

"Major Gion is out to get them."