Chapter 151 Unfavorable preparations for battle

"Um……"

The moment he heard the words "Father and Son Soldier", Zefa's voice choked up.

"call……"

Zefa took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said in a normal tone: "Don't worry about me, just don't hold me back when the time comes."

"Hehe~" Aizen smiled happily.

"Okay, since you have made your decision, then I have nothing else to do." Zefa said lightly.

"Okay, okay, go get ready, I have to leave too~" As he said that, Zefa stood up and picked up the snow-white navy justice cloak on the hanger behind him.

"Okay~ I'll see you in three days, old man~" Aizen also stood up, the scarlet color in his pupils flashed, and a vortex appeared in front of his eyes, swallowing up all the treasures in front of him.

Click...

The phone bug put down the receiver, Aizen stretched his arms and walked towards Mihawk.

"Mihawk, how long does it take to get better~" Aizen shouted to Mihawk.

"Alas..." Mihawk wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at Aizen who was slowly walking over in dismay.

Mihawk is going crazy, he really doesn't know what Aizen is thinking, let him be a child to get this multi-masted sailboat!Just this pile of sail ropes, I can't figure out which one is to which one!

"Tsk, tsk, it's really useless, my stupid Oudou~" Aizen stood next to the squatting Mihawk and looked at Mihawk condescendingly, with contempt in his eyes.

"Damn! Come here!" Hearing this, Mihawk immediately became anxious, dropped the tools in his hand, and stood aside angrily looking at Aizen!

"Emmm, you still have to look at me~" Aizen scratched his head and waved his hand.

Bang!

A small boat suddenly appeared from mid-air and fell on the sea.

stare~

Mihawk stared at Aizen, suppressing the anger in his chest, and said slowly: "Don't tell me, we are still sitting here..."

"Yes! Otherwise?" Aizen said matter-of-factly, tilting his head to the side as he spoke.

"You don't know how to do it, and I don't know how to do it either. If you don't sit here, where can I sit?"

"Ah!" Mihawk couldn't bear it anymore and pounced directly on him, biting Aizen's arm.

"I'll blanch! I'll blanch! You are a dog!" Aizen's muscles on his face twitched in pain, and he swung his arms hard, trying to throw Mihawk off.

Bang!

Mihawk was thrown into the air. In mid-air, Mihawk slightly exerted force on his waist, adjusted his movements, and stood firmly on the ground.

"Huh!" Mihawk snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the boat.

"Must be a dog!"

"If you dare, don't take a boat in the future!" Aizen beeped softly.

………………

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the Valley of the Gods was filled with a chilling atmosphere. The wide sea area in front of the Valley of the Gods was already covered with Navy warships. The Navy even built an artificial island every other sea mile, equipped with heavy firepower.

All the naval warships are arranged in a ladder style, the muzzles of the artillery are aimed at the distance, and the shells are neatly arranged next to the artillery.

All the navy are holding swords and guns, ready to prepare for the pirates' arrival!

Inside the temporary naval command post,

All the generals gathered together, and the leader was Sengoku, Zefa.

Warring States took out the binoculars, glanced at the formation of the entire naval formation, thought for a moment, and said to a lieutenant general beside him: "Chromi, your fleet is too close, the formation is too dense, scattered a little."

"Yes!" Lieutenant General Chromi responded, turned and walked out of the command post.

"Oh... no, I still have to adjust." Zhan Guo looked at the map with a headache.

Warring States didn't realize the problem until they reached the Valley of Gods. All the heavy weapons equipped by the world government on the island of the Valley of Gods were taken away by the defense forces of the Valley of Gods and retreated into the valley.

Although the heavy firepower is not as good as the firepower they have in the current Warring States period, it has reached 1/3 of the navy's current firepower. The lack of this 1/3 heavy firepower has led to the unrealized artillery support in the original Warring States plan!This also makes the planned navy's artillery coverage and firepower matching missing a very important part!

"These damn moths!" Zefa on the side slammed the table angrily!

"Don't think about it, it's useless to be angry now, so we have to hurry up and adjust the deployment of our troops..." Zhan Guo pressed his temple and said helplessly.

Warring States stared at the chart on the table, recalling all the navy's combat power allocation and warship deployment, and a three-dimensional map of the entire battlefield emerged in his mind.

After about ten minutes, Seng Guo slammed the table, "Yes!"

Hearing this, everyone turned their hopeful eyes to Zhan Guo, and Zefa also looked at Zhan Guo expectantly.

Warring States pointed at the sea map with his finger and said in a deep voice: "The original plan of all vice admirals lining up at the front of the fleet remains unchanged!"

"Now all the fleets are spreading radially around the sea area, forming a circle-shaped encirclement, surrounding the middle sea area!"

"Notify the front-line troops to weaken the attack on the pirate troops when the generals and cadres fight each other, and let them in!"

"After they enter the encirclement, quickly carry out artillery strikes! Make full use of our firepower advantage!"

"The first wave of artillery coverage will consume at least % of our shells! Tell the soldiers, don't worry about the consumption of shells! Weaken the number and strength of the pirates as soon as possible!"

"After being covered by artillery fire, the encirclement slowly tightened, forcing the pirates to the central battlefield as much as possible!"

"Then inform the rear troops that if you are charged to the death by the pirates, don't resist desperately, you can retreat while fighting, and lead them into the Valley of the Gods..."

The corner of Zhan Guo's mouth rose, and he sneered a few times, "Hehe..."

"Moth... you forced me to do this!"

Now Sengoku has completely lost patience and expectations for the World Government. At this time, he only thinks about how to preserve the combat effectiveness of the navy in this war as much as possible!

After saying this, Warring States looked at the generals present and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, the next battle depends on you. We must preserve as much strength as possible in our navy!"

The Warring States Period knew very well that in such a large-scale war, what determines the outcome of the war is often not the number of ordinary soldiers and the firepower of artillery, but these high-end combat capabilities!

"Yes!" All the generals shouted in unison!

"Go, hurry up and deploy. According to the intelligence, the Rocks Pirates will arrive at the battlefield at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!" Sengoku waved his hand, and the generals walked out of the command post one after another.

Let's talk, Sengoku looked solemnly at Garp and Zefa aside, and said in a deep voice: "Garp, you have to lead Lockes to the central battlefield as soon as possible, your battlefield can't be too close to the encirclement, otherwise it will be just The aftermath of the battle will kill many of our soldiers!"

"Understood!" Garp nodded seriously.

"Zefa, your task is to hold down the golden lion with Rayleigh..."

Having said this, Warring States took a deep breath and said, "Hold it as much as possible, otherwise that guy's terrifying ability will have a huge impact on the direction of the battlefield!"

"Understood!" Zefa also nodded solemnly.

After saying this, Warring States pondered for a moment, then frowned, "There are still too few high-end combat forces. When will Sakaski and the others arrive?"

Hearing this, Zefa also frowned, and said in a helpless tone: "Sakaski and Dorag have already boarded our warship and are rushing here. They will arrive almost tomorrow before the battle begins."

"Borusalino and Aizen chose to come here by themselves."

"Aizen will arrive tomorrow as well. As for Porusalino... I don't know..."

Speaking of this, Zefa felt his teeth hurt a little.