One Piece: Shadow of the Navy
Chapter 7 Report from the handymen
"Zhou Teng. Cohen?" Moros had a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the simple identity information belonging to Cohen in his hand.
"Yes, sir." Cohen gave Moros a qualified military salute and replied loudly.
"You don't need to be so loud," Moros poked his ear with his free right hand, looking as if his ears were broken by Cohen. "And I'm not a commander, I'm just a handyman. My name is Moros, you can call me Captain Moros."
"Yes, Captain Moros." This time, Cohen's voice was lowered.
"Well," Moros nodded, reached out to take out the cigarette from his mouth, and flicked it on the trash can in the passage, "You will be responsible for cleaning the No. [-] canteen from now on."
As he spoke, Moros pointed with his right hand holding a cigarette to the door of the No. [-] Canteen on the right side, which had a plaque written on it, "Every morning at seven o'clock, the soldiers start running and exercise, and then come back to the canteen to eat at eight o'clock. "
"After nine o'clock, they will have group training again, and they will come here for lunch at twelve o'clock. That means that during the time between nine o'clock and twelve o'clock, you have to clean the canteen. Clean, I don’t care when you came to clean, but you have to clean it again.”
"Did you hear that?"
"Yes, Captain Moros." Cohen stood up straight and replied.
"Well," Moros nodded with satisfaction, "Of course, you are only responsible for cleaning the floor. People from the canteen will clean the tables, so you don't need to take care of them."
"This is the morning's task." Moros put the cigarette into his mouth again.
"At two o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers will continue to train until six o'clock in the evening, and you must clean the canteen in the afternoon during their training."
"Dinner will end at eight o'clock. After eight o'clock in the evening, you need to clean the canteen again."
"That is to say, you need to plan the canteen three times a day. If you dare to be lazy, let me know when you did not clean the canteen clean. Hum, I will let you walk around without eating. Do you understand? Kid." Mo. Ross slapped the cigarette butt on the trash can and said viciously.
"Yes, Captain Moros."
"Well, remember it well." Moros threw the extinguished cigarette butt in the trash can, and then asked Cohen, "Kid, do you have a place to live now?"
"Not yet, Captain Moros." Cohen looked at Moros and replied.
"Follow me." Moros turned and walked towards the end of the passage. A wooden prosthetic leg was propped on the ground, making a "pattering" sound.
Cohen said nothing more and strode behind Moros.
In the corridor of the soldiers' dormitory, Moros opened the door of a dormitory. "This used to be the residence of three handymen. They were all promoted to third-class soldiers not long ago and have moved to other dormitories. Now, this is It’s your dormitory.”
"Kid, the only thing I ask of you is to clean the No. [-] canteen three times a day. I don't care how you arrange the rest of the time. Just remember." Moros said as he stepped back and gave way to the dormitory door. .
"Okay, kid, clean up and start working tomorrow morning." Moros patted Cohen on the shoulder and walked away.
Cohen stood at the door of the dormitory and watched Moros walk to the corner of the passage and then disappeared around the corner.
209. This will be my "home" from now on, huh, home?How long has it been since you heard this word?The feeling of home, only three years ago, has already begun to blur. I wonder how my father and mother are doing?What am I like in that world?Is it over?
Cohen pressed his hand on the door frame, applying force unconsciously. When he came to his senses, there was already a fingerprint on the door frame.
Cohen looked at the handprints on the door frame, then looked at his own slightly immature palms, and gave them a firm squeeze.
I want to live.
Afterwards, Cohen tidied up the dormitory, which had obviously been unoccupied for a long time.
Then I went out and wandered around for a while. I found the material collection place by asking people along the way. I received several sets of clothes and quilts with my ID, and then carried the received things back to the dormitory alone.
Later, when it was getting dark, he went alone to the No. [-] canteen where he was going to work to have dinner, and then returned to the dormitory.
At night, Cohen was lying alone on the bed in the dormitory.
Bed, how long has it been since I felt the feeling of lying in bed?
Oh, I should say that I have never felt it before. Ever since I traveled through time and occupied this body, I have been on the ship. Every day I am either lying in the cabin or hanging on the mast. I have never had the opportunity to feel what it is like to get out of bed. What does it feel like?
Cohen turned to look out the window, the moonlight shining on the ground through the window.
Although Coent said that my life would not be saved if he did not see my value, but since he has recruited me into the navy, he will definitely not do anything to me again, and my past should no longer be What's the problem? You don't have to worry about this anymore.
I am now just a chore soldier at the bottom of the navy, with little opportunity to perform. However, I now have a body that is far stronger than ordinary people. As long as I persevere, my strength will definitely be invincible. I will not say anything about being a general in the future. Lieutenant General, but the strength of a Major General should be attainable.
In the past few years, I have just exercised my body first and laid a solid foundation first. Moreover, I have been beaten in the past three years. Although I said yes quickly, I am only a child after all. I don’t know if there are any hidden wounds left on my body. I hope I'm lucky enough.
And you can also practice swinging a knife while exercising. I wonder if the handyman can get a knife. If I have a real knife, I can feel it better. Unfortunately, it would be great if there is a master who uses a knife to teach me. Well, if I practice it like this, I don’t know if I can achieve anything?
However, there is no way to do it with swordsmanship, but there is a good chance in physical skills. I have to learn the Sixth Form of the Navy. When my body is strong enough, I should have survived from being a handyman, and I can catch it by then. Seize the opportunity to show off your performance, find opportunities to master the six movements, and then everything will be easy to say.
There is also the problem of being afraid of water. I don’t know how much Devil Fruit power I still have in my body, but I have to overcome this weakness. Not to mention fighting in seawater in the future, at least I can’t move after falling into seawater. Can't even move.
Cohen stared at the roof with his eyes open.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, let’s go to sleep, we will start to move tomorrow.
Come on, Zhou Teng... No, Zhou Teng Cohen, you can do it.
Thanks to the proud Qingshan KANGKANG_K for the recommendation vote
Thanks(w)
"Yes, sir." Cohen gave Moros a qualified military salute and replied loudly.
"You don't need to be so loud," Moros poked his ear with his free right hand, looking as if his ears were broken by Cohen. "And I'm not a commander, I'm just a handyman. My name is Moros, you can call me Captain Moros."
"Yes, Captain Moros." This time, Cohen's voice was lowered.
"Well," Moros nodded, reached out to take out the cigarette from his mouth, and flicked it on the trash can in the passage, "You will be responsible for cleaning the No. [-] canteen from now on."
As he spoke, Moros pointed with his right hand holding a cigarette to the door of the No. [-] Canteen on the right side, which had a plaque written on it, "Every morning at seven o'clock, the soldiers start running and exercise, and then come back to the canteen to eat at eight o'clock. "
"After nine o'clock, they will have group training again, and they will come here for lunch at twelve o'clock. That means that during the time between nine o'clock and twelve o'clock, you have to clean the canteen. Clean, I don’t care when you came to clean, but you have to clean it again.”
"Did you hear that?"
"Yes, Captain Moros." Cohen stood up straight and replied.
"Well," Moros nodded with satisfaction, "Of course, you are only responsible for cleaning the floor. People from the canteen will clean the tables, so you don't need to take care of them."
"This is the morning's task." Moros put the cigarette into his mouth again.
"At two o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers will continue to train until six o'clock in the evening, and you must clean the canteen in the afternoon during their training."
"Dinner will end at eight o'clock. After eight o'clock in the evening, you need to clean the canteen again."
"That is to say, you need to plan the canteen three times a day. If you dare to be lazy, let me know when you did not clean the canteen clean. Hum, I will let you walk around without eating. Do you understand? Kid." Mo. Ross slapped the cigarette butt on the trash can and said viciously.
"Yes, Captain Moros."
"Well, remember it well." Moros threw the extinguished cigarette butt in the trash can, and then asked Cohen, "Kid, do you have a place to live now?"
"Not yet, Captain Moros." Cohen looked at Moros and replied.
"Follow me." Moros turned and walked towards the end of the passage. A wooden prosthetic leg was propped on the ground, making a "pattering" sound.
Cohen said nothing more and strode behind Moros.
In the corridor of the soldiers' dormitory, Moros opened the door of a dormitory. "This used to be the residence of three handymen. They were all promoted to third-class soldiers not long ago and have moved to other dormitories. Now, this is It’s your dormitory.”
"Kid, the only thing I ask of you is to clean the No. [-] canteen three times a day. I don't care how you arrange the rest of the time. Just remember." Moros said as he stepped back and gave way to the dormitory door. .
"Okay, kid, clean up and start working tomorrow morning." Moros patted Cohen on the shoulder and walked away.
Cohen stood at the door of the dormitory and watched Moros walk to the corner of the passage and then disappeared around the corner.
209. This will be my "home" from now on, huh, home?How long has it been since you heard this word?The feeling of home, only three years ago, has already begun to blur. I wonder how my father and mother are doing?What am I like in that world?Is it over?
Cohen pressed his hand on the door frame, applying force unconsciously. When he came to his senses, there was already a fingerprint on the door frame.
Cohen looked at the handprints on the door frame, then looked at his own slightly immature palms, and gave them a firm squeeze.
I want to live.
Afterwards, Cohen tidied up the dormitory, which had obviously been unoccupied for a long time.
Then I went out and wandered around for a while. I found the material collection place by asking people along the way. I received several sets of clothes and quilts with my ID, and then carried the received things back to the dormitory alone.
Later, when it was getting dark, he went alone to the No. [-] canteen where he was going to work to have dinner, and then returned to the dormitory.
At night, Cohen was lying alone on the bed in the dormitory.
Bed, how long has it been since I felt the feeling of lying in bed?
Oh, I should say that I have never felt it before. Ever since I traveled through time and occupied this body, I have been on the ship. Every day I am either lying in the cabin or hanging on the mast. I have never had the opportunity to feel what it is like to get out of bed. What does it feel like?
Cohen turned to look out the window, the moonlight shining on the ground through the window.
Although Coent said that my life would not be saved if he did not see my value, but since he has recruited me into the navy, he will definitely not do anything to me again, and my past should no longer be What's the problem? You don't have to worry about this anymore.
I am now just a chore soldier at the bottom of the navy, with little opportunity to perform. However, I now have a body that is far stronger than ordinary people. As long as I persevere, my strength will definitely be invincible. I will not say anything about being a general in the future. Lieutenant General, but the strength of a Major General should be attainable.
In the past few years, I have just exercised my body first and laid a solid foundation first. Moreover, I have been beaten in the past three years. Although I said yes quickly, I am only a child after all. I don’t know if there are any hidden wounds left on my body. I hope I'm lucky enough.
And you can also practice swinging a knife while exercising. I wonder if the handyman can get a knife. If I have a real knife, I can feel it better. Unfortunately, it would be great if there is a master who uses a knife to teach me. Well, if I practice it like this, I don’t know if I can achieve anything?
However, there is no way to do it with swordsmanship, but there is a good chance in physical skills. I have to learn the Sixth Form of the Navy. When my body is strong enough, I should have survived from being a handyman, and I can catch it by then. Seize the opportunity to show off your performance, find opportunities to master the six movements, and then everything will be easy to say.
There is also the problem of being afraid of water. I don’t know how much Devil Fruit power I still have in my body, but I have to overcome this weakness. Not to mention fighting in seawater in the future, at least I can’t move after falling into seawater. Can't even move.
Cohen stared at the roof with his eyes open.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, let’s go to sleep, we will start to move tomorrow.
Come on, Zhou Teng... No, Zhou Teng Cohen, you can do it.
Thanks to the proud Qingshan KANGKANG_K for the recommendation vote
Thanks(w)
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