Chapter 33 Top Five Seats
With Zefa's entrance, a group of naval officers on the campus spontaneously formed a simple square formation.
Darren noticed that Gion had moved to the position behind him and lined up in silence.
He smiled faintly.
soon.
Zefa came to the front of the queue.
Looking at the chief instructor in front of him, whose aura was as strong as a mountain, the sailors puffed up their chests and raised their hands in unison to salute:
"Teacher Zefa!!"
No matter how brilliant and rebellious they were before coming to the headquarters for training, facing this legendary navy and the former navy admirals who have cultivated "monsters"...
Everyone expressed their most sincere respect with sincerity.
"Not bad! Very energetic and impressive!!"
Zefa looked at the young and proud faces in front of him, looked at the eyes filled with hot light, and smiled with satisfaction.
Every time he sees such positive young people struggling and embarking on the path of justice under his guidance, his heart will be filled with indescribable pride and joy.
And this is also the reason why he chose to stay and coach after being disappointed with the Navy.
In some unknown corner of his heart, Zefa knew very well that this sense of satisfaction in cultivating the next generation could slightly dilute the grief and trauma in his heart.
Thinking of this, Zefa adjusted his sunglasses and spoke slowly.
"Before the training camp officially begins, I first want to congratulate you."
His voice was low but powerful, echoing in the empty school grounds and clearly reaching every student's mind.
"——Congratulations on officially joining the Navy Headquarters Officer Training Camp."
A mellow smile appeared on Zefa's lips, and all the students present also laughed.
"You are all naval elites from all over the world. Some of you come from the peaceful East China Sea, some from the prosperous West Sea, and some from the chaotic North Sea..."
"Before this, you had some different identities. Some of you were the highest officers with military power in a sea area, and some of you were ordinary navy..."
"You have traveled a long way to get to this place, and I know it is not easy."
"You should be proud of yourselves."
Hearing this, the students couldn't help but straighten their chests.
Darren noticed that Kuzan’s eyes were shining brightly and his hands clenched into fists were shaking with excitement.
"but--!"
Zefa's conversation suddenly changed and became harsh.
"All the above is officially over at this moment!"
"You must forget all your past identities, honors, and achievements. In this training camp, you are nothing!"
"From now on, you have to reshape your life."
"You're going to spend the best and worst year of your life here."
"You will be constantly pushed to your physical limits on different levels..."
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At the same time, on the roof of a building far away from the school grounds.
Three tall figures lined up, standing side by side.
The large cloaks that represented the authority of the major generals of the headquarters were fluttering in the wind behind the three of them.
"It's a new beginning..."
Porusalino looked at the scene in the distance with his hands in his pockets and said with a smile.
"Now that I think about it, it was a really good time."
A look of emotion appeared in Dolag's eyes, and then he smiled and said:
"But this is the third session, and Teacher Zefa's manuscript still hasn't been revised..."
Porusalino shrugged:
"I just don't know who can become the chief this time?"
"It was a pity that we were not able to compete for the real chief in the last term..."
He glanced at Sakaski and Dorag seemingly casually.
Sakaski said nothing.
He took a deep look at the crowd on the school field, then withdrew his gaze and turned around.
"Oh? Why don't you stay and see the results? I heard that the boy named Kuzan has the same talent as a "monster" like us..."
Porusalino looked at Sakaski's back with some surprise as he turned away, and asked.
"No need."
Sakaski didn't stop.
"Who doesn't have the title of 'monster'?"
"There's no way he can beat my lieutenant."
As the indifferent voice fell, Sakaski's cold back disappeared from their eyes.
"It's so heartless..."
Porusalino scratched his head pretending to be helpless, and then turned to look at Dorag.
"What do you think, Dorag?"
Dorag pondered for a moment and said slowly:
"That guy named Kuzan, I've read his information, and it's really good."
"If it weren't for Darren, he would definitely be able to overshadow everyone else with his crushing ease."
Porusalino smiled and said:
"This is such a pity..."
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"...Open your eyes and look around you, and say hello to your current competitors and future colleagues."
On the school field, Zefa's opening speech has come to an end.
Everyone remained attentive.
"Whether you succeeded or failed in your past life, whether you were brilliant or lonely, whether you were strong or weak... none of this matters."
"Because from the moment you stand in front of me, the starting line of your life has been reset again. I will give everything I have to teach you what I have learned in my life...without any reservation."
"This is a stage that belongs only to you."
"As for whether the final result is good or not, that will be decided by you."
"Finally, before the training camp officially begins, I have to ask you a question as usual..."
"Who among you wants to quit? If you want to quit, you can say it now."
Zefa raised his head and scanned the faces of everyone present.
The fifteen students all met his gaze with firm eyes.
A spot in the training camp that countless navies had to fight over to get was naturally impossible for them to withdraw voluntarily.
Zefa laughed happily,
"Very good, then I will announce..."
He took a deep breath and his voice echoed throughout the school:
"The third elite officer training camp of the Navy Headquarters...is officially launched!"
"Next, in accordance with past practice, new students will have a random duel to determine the top five spots in the training camp based on their strength."
Jiaji raised his hand at this time and said curiously:
"Teacher Zefa, are there any rewards for the first five seats?"
Zefa shook his head and said:
"No, in terms of teaching resources in the military academy, all students are treated equally and there is no bias."
He grinned and continued with interest:
"But the list of the top five seats itself is the biggest reward, isn't it?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone present suddenly lit up with a blazing fighting spirit.
Yes, the top five seats itself is the biggest reward.
They are all elites and geniuses carefully selected from all over the world by the Navy Headquarters. Each of them has his own pride and self-confidence in his heart, and naturally he is unwilling to lag behind others.
For a navy, honor is the best reward!
Among a group of elites and talents, win the top five spots! !
Even the identity of the chief! !
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Ask for everything, thank you.
