Pirates: One Way All the Way

Of course, Moza is not a fool, but he is still a little unsuited to this world, so sometimes he is always in a daze or does some seemingly stupid things.

Mossa is also an adult in his heart, and he naturally feels the impatience of the mole. Although he doesn't know where he is offended for the time being, Mossa will still be able to calm down.

So the entire dormitory No. 20 was so quiet, only the sound of Mosa and Mole making the beds and placing the daily necessities sounded from time to time.

The quiet and depressing atmosphere was not broken until the third person appeared.

But even when the eighth person appeared and the entire dormitory was fully assembled, Mole and Mosa didn't say a word.

Both of them felt a little prickly in their hearts.

Two people who are not very old can't save face to take the initiative to contact them.

So, in this atmosphere, the first night after the training camp officially started.

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Hearing the sound of breathing one after another in his ears, Moza fell asleep.

Although it was late at night, Moza felt that his mind was very clear.

Perhaps the opening ceremony in the morning didn't feel deeply. At that time, most people were dazzled by the bright stars on the rostrum. Even if I noticed him as a "transfer student", it was too late to think too much.

When he returned to the small space of the dormitory, he paid more attention to him.

The 301st person among the 300 trainees in my training camp seems to be very excluded...

Just now, I didn't feel deeply when a group of people chatted together. In retrospect, it seems that all the conversations with myself were just basic introductions and polite expressions.

This feeling, why is it so similar to the feeling of many elite groups facing people who go through the back door...

And Mole, he was born and raised in the navy of the headquarters, so he should know some news that the navies from other places don't know...

At least last year, things were so turbulent. If you don't say anything else, how do you know that you are a person with the ability to rust fruit?

Is it because you feel that your name is not true to your name?

Mossas thought about it, and felt that the biggest possibility was this.

"Tsk, have you been underestimated? It seems that you will have to show your strength tomorrow!"

Mosa sat cross-legged on the bed and said with a light smile. Although the smile was still tender and cute, it revealed a seriousness and arrogance.

Confidence comes from strength. Although Mosa is still very young and weak now, the strength that has been tested by Zefa himself is far from being comparable to the two future marshals of Sakaski and Polsalino, even for the time being. He is not something that ordinary training camp members can underestimate!

Moza decided that even if he doesn't have the chance to show his strength tomorrow, he will create a chance!

Not to appear holy in front of others, just to prove that you are enough to come in dignifiedly with your own strength!

He is not a **** or a face slapper, but he doesn't have the hobby of having to be degraded to the ground and then slapped in the face.

Why do forces that can unite clearly have to become enemies?

.........

In the early morning of the next day, everyone came to the playground in advance to line up, standing straight and waiting for the instructors to divide.

Half an hour later, Zefa led Xunk, Dila and the others to the playground.

"Everyone, start the team today, and each team will train independently in the future except for special circumstances." Zefa said and gestured to Xunk.

Xunk stood up and glanced at the audience, "The instructor of the first team is me, just call me Instructor Xunk, and the one who clicks the name below will stand to the left..."

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After finishing the detachment and the morning exercise, the training camp students divided into six teams and followed the instructors of their detachment to the cafeteria.

Mossa was assigned to the first detachment of Rear Admiral Xunk, who was Zefa's adjutant and Admiral of the Navy Headquarters. Mossa thought that this must be Luna's mother's idea - Luna was the deputy chief instructor of the training camp, so she could not lead the team in person. So he was put under Xunk, who was the most loyal to Zefa.

Moza thought that everything would be reported to Father Zefa and Mother Luna by Xunk in the future, and suddenly felt that the whole person was not well.

To Moosa's surprise, Sakaski and Mole were also assigned to the first team.

On the contrary, the familiar Polusalino who thought they would be assigned together at first was assigned to the fourth unit.

The instructors of the other five divisions are also familiar to Mosa. They are the captains of the five major generals of the headquarters of the fleet directly under Zefa. Among them, there is also the major general Radi, who is in charge of the sixth team.

......

Training camp cafeteria.

I have to say that although the dormitories prepared for the trainees in the training camp were so shabby that Moosa was extremely disappointed, the food was really good enough to say nothing.

Looking at the elites of the Navy who threw away their cheeks and desperately stuffed things into their mouths in front of him, Moza felt that he was not in front of a group of young elite naval officers with high rank. Rather...ahem.

ask:

What kind of experience does a super eater have when eating a buffet?

answer:

Like a pig running into a feed mill.

嘤嘤嘤

"Well, Misha ~ slave's mouth is like this~" Polsalino at the next table looked at Mossassven's movements, turned his head, and said to Mosa inarticulately with a mouth full of food.

"Uh uh, Mr. Polsalino, you'd better swallow the food first."

Mosa looked at the food scraps splashed on his clothes, resisted the urge to beat people, and calmly offered his advice to Polsalino.

"Well, hoot too... hoo~ Little Moza, listen up~ Well, don't think that the food prepared in the cafeteria is too rich just because the training camp is very important~

In the navy, the richer the food, the stronger the training. The navy will not let too rich food become a factor that drags down the physique of the navy soldiers. So, eat a little more now~Little Mosa~"

After Polsalino said everything without changing his breath, he immediately threw himself into the war with food again.

"...Okay, thank you Mr. Polusalino for the reminder."

Although what you said, Mr. Polusalino, is very reasonable...

But the problem is that I'm already full...

Who is the reincarnation of a gluttonous glutton like you...

I haven't developed much yet...

I can't digest too much food at all...

Mosa looked at his bulging belly and muttered to himself.

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After dinner, there was another two hours of boring ideological education. Moza said that he didn't know what he was talking about. After he was full and full, he began to think outside the world. When he came back to his senses, he only heard one sentence. "Disband, playground assembly!"

Well, there's a "yes!" so neat that it sounds like a sound!

......

While walking, Mosa rubbed the smooth and delicate skin on her little chin and thought:

You can't go on like this, you have to find an opportunity to show your strength!

People's first impressions are the most ingrained. Rather than slowly correcting their impressions in the future, it is better to go to the stomach (cross out) once! Just let them remember me, Mosa of the Sand!

Oh, this title is quite good~

I'll call this later!

Um?

In Moza's perception, the people around him gradually stopped.

Moza slowly slowed down and raised his head.

A tall podium appeared in front of him.

arrive.

Today, the name of Morsa of Sand will be remembered in your hearts!

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The two changes are over~Sprinkle the flowers and spread the flowers~