Chapter 34 Drawing Lots and First Battle

chief! !

Although this ranking does not have any substantial reward, it is much more precious than any reward to the navy present.

After all, they are already members of the training camp. It can be said that they have already half-stepped into the door of "general-level" officers. They will definitely become the backbone of the Navy Headquarters in the future.

What they lack is fame and fame.

If you think about who the previous training camp chief was, you will know the value of this.

The two chief officers of the first officer training camp were tied: Porusalino, the current rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters; and Sakaski, the current rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters. They are both beings known as "monsters".

Chief of the Second Officer Training Camp: "Son of the Hero" Monkey D. Dorag, currently Rear Admiral of the Navy Headquarters.

If they can win the "chief" position in the training camp, they will naturally have a reputation that is on par with these three people!

Even if he didn't win the first place, since there are rankings ranging from second place, third place... to fifth place, who would be happy to see himself unnamed on the list?

Those who can participate in the officer training camp are geniuses and elites from various naval branches around the world. In addition, they are only in their early twenties, which is the time when they are young and frivolous. No one is willing to be inferior to others, and they have their own arrogance!

Thinking of this, the marines present all turned their gazes on Darren and Kuzan, sizing them up from time to time, their eyes full of provocation.

"Then let's draw lots now."

Zefa had a clear view of everyone's expressions and eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He took out a bunch of small pieces of paper wrapped in balls from his arms and spread out his palms with thick knuckles.

"There are fifteen of you in total. There are seven numbers from 1 to 7 in these fifteen notes. Two people who draw the same number will have a duel. A total of 14 people will participate in the first round of duel."

"And this also means that one person will get a bye and advance directly."

Everyone had no objection to this. After all, luck is also a part of strength.

This is true in peacetime, and even more so on the battlefield.

On a battlefield filled with bullets, a shell might fall right next to you and explode. Who are you going to find reason for?

"Darren, I hope I can fight you in the first round!"

Kuzan clenched his fists and said excitedly towards Darren.

Darren smiled, "Me too."

He is still very curious about Kuzan's strength.

The current Kuzan is not the admiral with abnormal strength in later generations, and his strength is in a period of rapid rise.

Maybe this is one of the few times when you can be "bullied".

Jiaji next to him clasped his hands and muttered in a low voice that only he could hear:

"Don't draw Darren, don't draw Darren..."

He had not forgotten the scene in Beihai where he and Gion were tortured to death by Darren, a bastard.

It doesn't matter if others don't know, but Jiaji knows very well how ferocious this madman is when he fights!

Just like a ferocious beast.

Thinking of those unbearable beatings, Jiaji shivered.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of Kuzan, who was doing warm-up exercises with feverish eyes, thought for a moment, and then added:

"Don't draw Darren and Kuzan, don't draw Darren and Kuzan..."

What a joke, if you meet these two guys in the first round, you will be eliminated directly...

How embarrassing it would be once word got out!

‘The genius of our department, Your Excellency Jiaji, was eliminated in the first round! ? ’

No, no, absolutely not!

Jiaji walked forward tremblingly and hesitated for a long time before choosing a small paper ball from Zefa's hand.

"Don't draw Darren and Kuzan, don't draw Darren and Kuzan..."

He muttered softly while unwrapping the ball of paper, making the corners of Zefa's mouth twitch.

"I got a bye!!!"

Jia Ji suddenly raised the note in his hand high, with the character "8" clearly written on it. His face was full of excitement, and the smile on his lips almost reached his ears.

All was quiet.

In an instant, pairs of eyes turned to Jiaji, leaving him stunned.

Addition: "..."

"Ahem..." The corner of his eye twitched, his smile seemed to change, and his expression became extremely serious.

"Well, I mean, it's such a shame."

Jiaji clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes full of sighs and sighs, and a face full of stories appeared with sighs:

"I originally thought that I would be able to compete with experts like Darren and Kuzan in the first round, but now it seems that I can only wait for the next round."

He looked at the others, his cloak fluttering behind him, and his eyes were stern:

"Come on everyone, I'll be waiting for you in the next round."

Everyone: "..."

Zefa: "..."

Gion covered his forehead in pain.

The corner of Darren's mouth twitched.

"Lieutenant Colonel Jiaji..."

At this time, Kuzan walked up to Darun with a face full of surprise, his eyes fixed on Jiaji in the "Lone Shadow on the Cold River" state, his eyes bursting with admiration:

"——It's so handsome!!"

Darren, Gion, Zefa: "..."

...Soon, the results of the draw came out.

Additional byes, direct promotion.

Kuzan drew the number "1", and his opponent was the former admiral of the East China Sea Navy and Colonel Dauberman of the Navy Headquarters!

Gion drew "No. 2", and his opponent was Lieutenant Colonel Mozambia from the West Sea.

Darren has a little impression of Mo Zambia. This unlucky guy was controlled by Doflamingo during the Shichibukai Conference, and attacked other vice-admirals of other navies... His strength ranked among the lieutenant-admiral levels. Very far back.

Suppressing his inner thoughts, Darren slowly opened the paper ball in his hand.

The number on it is..."5".

"No. 5... It seems that your opponent is me, Brigadier General Darren."

A deep voice sounded from behind.

Darren turned around, and what he saw was a strong young man wearing a cape, a saber at his waist, and Dalmatian fur.

Dalmecia, Lieutenant Colonel of the Navy Headquarters, was born in the Great Waterway and will be a future Vice Admiral.

"I have heard of your name for a long time."

"The man who can kill the 'World Destroyer' Bundy Waldo, the existence known as the 'monster'... I really want to know how far away I am from you..."

Dalmecia stared at the Commodore with burning eyes, and her eyes gradually changed.

The black pupils slowly squirmed and turned into yellow-brown canine vertical pupils.

Along with this change, a wild breath also emanated from his body.

Darren remained unmoved and smiled calmly: