Maynard looked up. His dark circles under his eyes, dry cheeks, and haggard appearance scared everyone. "Lieutenant General Maynard, are you okay?" "Can't die." Maynard waved his hand and lit a cigarette dejectedly. He had been in the G-5 branch for three days and had not slept for three days. He had only lost a dozen pounds, which was not a big problem. Maynard handed the cigarette to Loya. "Either?" "Thank you." Loya did not refuse.
This lieutenant general looks really pitiful. Maynard smoked a cigarette and looked sad. He has been in the G-5 branch for three days, three whole days, but so far, no Marine can remember his name! Every time I explain something, the Marines here would ask a question with a suspicious look on their faces. "Uncle, who are you?" Is his name so hard to remember? There were countless other questions. He wanted to check the details of the G-5 branch, such as the list of Marines, branch funds, weapons inventory, etc. "I do not know!" "How about you ask someone else?" "Lieutenant General Maybud, this question is too complicated for me." Even several troop commanders were clueless when asked. I don’t know. Okay, he can check it himself! However, the database was full of mice that were bigger than cats. They had eaten up everything they could chew, and not even a complete piece of paper could be found. There was also a safe where the branch activity funds were stored. When it was opened, it was empty, cleaner than his face. "money?" “Of course I spent money!” "Wouldn't it be a waste to keep it?" The self-righteous look of his subordinates is still fresh in my memory. The huge G-5 branch, with six combat units of nearly 2000 people, does not have a single available talent to help.
Not only that, but they are all causing more trouble. Every day he is either abusing pirates or on his way to causing trouble, and he seems to be uncomfortable unless he does something shocking. Training? Not happening! As a conscientious person, he just wanted to fulfill his duties as the base chief and make the G-5 branch better. Why is it so difficult? Maynard held his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "Tell me, am I easy?" "It's not easy, it's not easy!" Loya patted Maynard on the shoulder, understanding Maynard's feelings. When he first came to the G-5 branch, he also considered whether he should be more serious and train these bastards properly. But this thought only lasted ten minutes. He realized that it was actually very simple to be a good base leader of the G-5 branch. Don’t worry about anything, let your subordinates do whatever they want, and just focus on corruption, then you will be a perfect G-5 branch base chief! The more serious you are, the worse the situation will be. As long as the marines below don’t starve to death, it’s fine. If you are too nice to them, they may even regard you as their enemy. You know, every Marine in the G-5 branch was transferred from other branches. If they could be easily transformed, they wouldn't have become like this. Just like Barto and others, they have never had enough food or warm clothes since childhood, and grew up by stealing and picking up garbage for food. They can't even read a few words. How can we expect them to have any good cognition and morals? The law of the jungle is the only truth they believe in, and it is the terrible environment of this world that has shaped them into what they are now. Empathized for a while. Maynard wiped his eyes, took a long breath, looked at Loya and Smoker, and asked in confusion: "You are from the G-1 branch, right? What are you doing in G-5?" "That's a good question!" Loya spread his hands. "It's like this. Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel probably thought we were a bad influence on the G-1 branch, so he kicked us out. It just so happened that we got along very well with the guys in the G-5 branch, so we decided to settle down in the G-5 branch permanently." "Live forever?" Maynard's eyes were dull. He remembered that Black Hair was a well-known problem marine in the navy. Not only did he cause trouble during training, but the subsequent Mohawk incident shocked the entire navy. Even Marshal Sengoku was furious about it. He had a hard enough time managing the G-5.
Why would such a terrible god of plague come to harm him? Chapter 142 I am the base commander! Several days flew by. It's a new day, the sun is shining brightly. At 10 o'clock in the morning, Pike came to the base commander's office. Without even looking at Maynard who was sitting in the base commander's seat, he came to Loya who was reading a newspaper on the sofa. "Reporting to Major General Loya, we have detected the movement of pirates, suspected to be the Camilla Pirates, Captain Camilla, bounty of 6600 million Baileys!" "Let Smoker lead the team to catch them." "understand!" Come in a hurry and leave in a hurry. Maynard propped his chin up with both hands. Seeing that he was once again ignored by his subordinates, he began to suspect that he was actually a fake base commander. Why don't you ask him for permission before catching pirates? Why are you all so respectful to Major General Loya, but ignore me, the genuine base commander? I am the commander of the G-5 base! Also, Major General Loya, why do you stay in my office every day and even move your desk in? You obviously have your own office! Maynard stared at Loya with a dim gaze. Luoya sat on the sofa, reading the newspaper leisurely. Although the Marines in the G-5 prepared a special office for him, he preferred to stay in the base commander's office. The room is big enough, clean and bright. The former base commander, Vergo, was obviously a very particular person. Not only was his room clean and tidy, but the tables, chairs, sofas, etc. were all top-quality goods, more than ten times better than his shabby office. It's a good time to adapt to the feeling of being the base commander in advance. As for Lieutenant General Maynard. "Lu Yun, make me a cup of coffee with more sugar. Oh, and make one for Lieutenant General Maynard as well." "Ok." Apparently not wanting to bring his men to the G-5 branch to suffer, Lieutenant General Maynard came to take up the post alone, without even an adjutant to help make coffee. Luoya drank coffee and read the newspaper with a smile in his eyes. "Is it coming, Ace?" The newspaper reported on Ace the Fire Fist, and judging from the itinerary, he would soon arrive at the Sabaody Archipelago. Calculating the time, Ace will be able to reach the new world in at most one month!
"The bounty has exceeded 2 million!" Ace's bounty has also been rising, but not as fast as after Luffy went to sea. Up to now, it is only a little over 2 million Beli. This guy is not as trouble-making as Luffy, and he has never done anything evil to harm civilians. The increase in his bounty depends entirely on defeating other pirate groups and the pursuing navy, so it's a bit slow. Loya was quite relieved. Although they had different positions, he did not hate Ace. However, he still had to catch him. Supernovas are a rare species! "Cough cough!" "Ok?" Loya raised his head slightly and saw Lieutenant General Maynard sitting across from the coffee table, trying to get his attention, and handed him the newspaper. Funds were limited, so I only bought a newspaper. "You want to read the newspaper?" "Thank you, I'll look at it later." Maynard hesitated for a moment, then deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Loya, I have a question for you." "Well, you said." Loya put down the newspaper and made a listening gesture. "Is such that." Maynard asked awkwardly, "I see that the Marines in G-5 all listen to you, so I want to ask how you do it?" He still couldn't understand why, even though he was a lieutenant general and the commander of the G-5 base, the Marines in the G-5 didn't listen to him and instead listened to a major general from another branch. This is unreasonable! Even if Loya was more familiar with G-5, Loya was only a colonel before, so there was no reason for him to obey Loya's orders. But what is the situation now. Why did he feel that in the hearts of the Marines of the G-5 branch, Loya was the base commander, and he had completely become a mascot. He can't even find his sense of existence! "This is actually very simple." Luo Ya shook his head and smiled, pointing at the noisy marines below: "If anyone doesn't listen to you, beat him hard, beat him to death!" "That's it?" Maynard was a little dazed. There is no such disciplinary model. Even if the Marines need to be punished, they should be given extra training or locked up in a small dark room. Beating people randomly is not in accordance with military regulations.
Loya didn't mind telling Maynard how to get along with the G-5 branch because they were not his competitors. This upright lieutenant general could not stay in G-5. Staying in G-5 would be a torture for him. Moreover, Luo Ya also wanted someone to share some of the work with him. He couldn't always stay in the branch drinking tea and reading newspapers. "Beating people up is just the first step. It's to show your strength. Next, just satisfy the needs of those idiots and they will naturally listen to you." "What needs?" Maynard perked up and asked quickly.
