One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

In the woods, near the edge of the plain.

Clarkson stopped.

"Lieutenant, what's wrong?"

Seeing Clark Lasen stop, other soldiers also stopped one after another, looked at him and asked.

"Everyone, do we really have to flee back like this?" Clark Larson looked at the group of soldiers and asked in a deep voice.

Facing Clark Larson's inquiry, all the soldiers couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

"If we just run away without a fight, we can survive, but with such a reputation, how can we face our comrades in the base? Who will dare to accept deserters like us who abandoned our superiors and fled for our lives in the future? "

Everyone couldn't help but lower their heads, Clark Lasen continued to speak.

"But... we can't do anything with such a monster even if we pass by, right?"

"Even as Major Cohen said, we will only become a burden to him and cannot help him at all."

Some of the soldiers couldn't help but say.

In fact, Clarkson knew that what they said was right, but in his heart he didn't want to be like this. The reason he said before had some elements in it, but it was mostly his own reasons. .

Although he rarely thinks about the sense of mission he had when he joined the Navy, it has always existed in his heart. Such an escape made him feel a sense of betrayal of himself, which made him subconsciously Don't want to do it.

"Yes, we are indeed just a burden, but I don't want to just run away," after a pause, Clark Lasen said again.

"Major Cohen is fighting. We are weak and cannot help him, but I don't want him to have someone to pick him up when the battle is over, no matter whether he wins or loses."

"If he wins, then we will congratulate him on his victory and welcome him back."

"If he fails, then it's even more important for us to pick him up."

At this point, Clark Larson paused. He knew that they all knew what he meant.

"I don't ask you to go with me. You can wait for me here, or you can go back first."

Clark Larson withdrew his gaze, looked at the sky, and said in an incomprehensible tone, "I will still regard you as my best subordinates, if I can come back."

After saying that, Clark Lasen said nothing more to his subordinates. He turned around and ran quickly in the direction he came in, and soon disappeared from the sight of the soldiers.

The soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, and the woods suddenly fell into silence.

"Hi!" Suddenly, Crow Ayala slammed the knife in his hand into the air, turned around and ran in the direction where Clark La Sen disappeared.

The remaining nine soldiers looked at Crow Ayala's retreating figure and looked at each other. Several of them chased Crow Ayala silently.

In the end, none of the ten soldiers stayed or left. Maybe they had other ideas in mind, but they all chose to be with Clark Larsen in the end.

"You..." In the woods, Clark Larson, who was being overtaken, looked at the ten soldiers who were catching up. He had many words in his mouth, but they were all stuck in his throat and could not be said.

"Second Lieutenant, as Major Cohen's subordinate, you have to pick him up, but as your subordinates, we also have to pick you up." Crow Ayala looked at the moved Clark Larson and said jokingly said in a tone of voice.

Clark Lasen said nothing more, and just saluted the ten soldiers.

"Ensign, there is no sound anymore. Major, are they finished?"

In the woods, a group of eleven naval soldiers hid behind trees and listened carefully to the movements in the distant woods.There, before, the sounds of trees falling and objects colliding kept reaching the ears of the group of people.

From this, we can imagine the intensity of the battle. Although a group of 11 people returned, they did not dare or would not go near the battle site.

Because in such a battle, the aftermath of the battle would probably wipe them out, so they just hid not far away and observed the battle at any time.

However, such a sound has not been heard for a while.

A soldier tilted his head from behind the tree and tried hard to look at the location where the sound originally came from, but could not see anything. After trying for a long time, he had to turn his head and said to Clark Lasen behind the tree not far away.

"It does seem like this situation is over." Clark Larson was also observing the situation over there, but also gained nothing.

"Let's sneak over and take a look, trying not to make too much noise." Clark Larsen thought about it for a while, but found nothing, so he could only take a risk.

"Second Lieutenant Sen, let's not all go over there first," Crow Ayala stopped Clark La Sen.

"I am the fastest here, so let me go over there first and see what the situation is before making a decision."

Clark La Sen looked at Crow Ayala and nodded, "Okay."

"But instead of letting you go, I go with you."

"But Lieutenant Mori, your speed is not..."

"Sergeant Ayala."

Crow Ayala wanted to say something more, but Clark Lasen didn't give him a chance to continue and interrupted him rudely.

Crow Ayala looked at Clark La Sen, who had a serious look on his face and had already made up his mind, and nodded without saying anything else.

Afterwards, the two left the team and quietly moved towards the place where Cohen and the scar-faced man were fighting.

"By the way, Ayala, are your injuries okay?"

Halfway through, Clark Lasen suddenly remembered that Crow Ayala was injured when he was fighting Feit, and he couldn't help asking Crow Ayala with a little worry.

"It's okay, Lieutenant Sen. It's not an injury at all. It's almost healed now, so it won't affect you."

Seeing that there was no problem with him, Clark Larson nodded, but still warned, "That's good, but be careful later, you are still injured anyway."

"Yes."

Afterwards, the two of them didn't speak anymore and quietly continued to move forward.

Clark Larsen stretched out his hand and carefully pulled away a piece of grass, and quietly looked forward.But when I looked out, I was stunned at first sight.

"Second Lieutenant Sen, what's wrong?" Crow Ayala, who was crawling behind him, saw him standing still and asked worriedly.

Then he climbed forward carefully and pulled away the grass.