One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

In the square where the stele is located.

Coint was placed in front of the stone monument. Next to him, the officers of the G-6 branch and above the school level were lined up to the right in order of military rank, forming a long row that almost filled the square.

On the lower side, there are rows of lieutenant-level officers and basic navy personnel. More than 2000 people are neatly arranged in the square.

On the right side of the square, more than 1000 people lined up and stood neatly. Even those who were seriously injured and could not stand up were lying on one side.

The G-6 branch is a medium-sized branch in the navy. The total number of sailors is about 5000. Including some military personnel who also came to the base, the total number is a little more than [-].

But now, there are only more than 1000 sailors and military dependents left, among whom there are still many seriously injured, and less than [-] are slightly injured plus uninjured.

Zhu Yuan hugged his knees with his hands and buried his head on his knees, sitting next to Kurt.

Cohen stood next to Quyuan, under the stone monument, with his left hand on the handles of the two knives at his waist, a cigarette in his mouth, and he held the cigarette in his mouth with his right hand and took a deep breath.

"Colonel, Major Haitier has been notified. He has given up the mission and is rushing back at full speed. It's just that the distance is a bit far. He won't be able to rush back until tomorrow morning." A corps commander from the mission office ran to Cohen and said I bowed to Cohen and reported.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Let them be careful. Don't worry about carelessness on the sea. We will wait for them." Cohen took out the cigarette from his mouth, pinched it with his index finger and thumb, flicked the ash with his middle finger, and replied to the captain's words.

"Yes, Colonel." The corps commander straightened up and then retreated.

"Kolar, has the search in the base been completed?" Cohen put the cigarette back into his mouth and asked Ekolar who was standing aside.

"Yes, Colonel, the search has been completed." Coral saluted and replied.

Cohen nodded, then looked up at the horizon. The sun was already approaching the top of the mountain. "It just so happens that it will be dark for a while. You can take the soldiers who are still able to move to Cedar Town and try to rescue the residents. By the way, Also put out the fire in the town.”

"Yes, Colonel." Coral turned around and went down to carry out the order.

After thinking about it, Cohen ordered again, "Forget it, bring your generals and their subordinates with you too. The more people there are, the faster the search will be. Find something for them to do so that they don't have to waste time thinking about something." of."

"Yes." Coral turned and left, taking away a large number of sailors and military families.

Cohen threw the finished cigarette butt on the ground and crushed the still sparkling cigarette butt with his foot.

On one side, dozens of slightly injured sailors were walking back and forth among the rows of marines.

Cohen walked towards the sailor closest to him and stopped him, "Call the top officer of your records department over here. I have something to ask him."

"Yes, Colonel." The marine closed the book in his hand, saluted and ran away.

Cohen returned to stand in front of the stone monument.

Not long after, Captain Cao, a sailor with an abdominal injury, ran up to Cohen. Although the stab wound on his abdomen had been bandaged, the bandaging strips were dyed red due to his movements.

"Colonel, Commander Cao Mandello is reporting to you." Commander Cao saluted Cohen and held a booklet in his hand.

"Chief Mandaloro, are you the top officer of the Archives Department?" Cohen glanced at the wound on Chief Cao's abdomen and asked.

"No, Colonel, our top officer, Lieutenant Mutt, has died, and Warrant Officer Andersson has also died. I am now the highest-ranking military officer in the Archives Department."

Cohen was silent for a moment, "Has the statistics of casualties been clear? Tell me about the current statistics."

"The number of casualties has been calculated to be two thousand, seven hundred and thirty-five. In addition to you and Major Hetier, the school-level officers, including Lieutenant Colonel Lloyd, Major Merritt and Major Unamuno, have not been found."

"Twenty-three lieutenant-level officers have not been found, and 23 seven basic navy officers have not been found. Because we don't know the situation on Major Haitier's warship, this number is not accurate."

"There are still three school-level officers who have not been found? Can you confirm that they were in the base at that time?" Cohen was not so surprised by the number of total casualties. He already had it when he first saw the situation in the square. Mentally prepared.

But he was more concerned about the three school-level officers who had not been found, because he really did not expect that the entire G-6 branch's top brass, except for himself and Major Haitier, who was out on a mission, would be wiped out. .

"This... there is no way to be sure," Mandro shook his head, "but these three officers do have no record of going out on official business."

He also knew what Cohen was thinking. It was indeed possible that those who had not been found were still alive, but he had no illusions about this.

"There are still 320 six people who have been disfigured. Among them, 260 three people have been identified through their clothing, hairstyle, marks on their bodies and other marks, but there are still 63 people who have not been identified. However, they are all from our base sailor."

"And based on clothing, hairstyle and other marks, we have determined that the three officers are not among them."

After Mandello finished speaking, he stood there, waiting for Cohen.

"Is that so?" Cohen turned to look at the group of marines lying on the ground on the right, "try to determine their identities as much as possible."

"Yes." Mandello bowed and left.

Except for Haitier and me, there are no other school-level officers left. Old man, the roots of the G-6 branch are broken.

Cohen turned to look at Cohen not far away with an inexplicable expression.

Cohen took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, then took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

Suddenly, Cohen thought of something, turned around and shouted to the sailor with one arm hanging around his neck, "Commander."

The sailor who was sitting and resting under a broken wall heard Cohen's shout, stood up and ran to Cohen quickly, "Colonel."

"Go find the chef." Cohen nodded to him and then ordered him.

"Yes." The navy replied, but he did not leave immediately. After a slight hesitation, he asked Cohen, "Colonel, what if we can't find the chef?"

Cohen was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant. He was silent for a moment and said, "If you can't find the head chef, just find a chef."

The marines who got the order went down to look for people.

Not long after, the navy soldier came over with one person.

"Colonel, I found Chef Kroll."

"Okay." Cohen nodded, then turned to look at Chef Kroll, "Chef Kroll, can you still cook now?"

"It can be done, Colonel. There was not much damage in the cafeteria, and there are still a lot of ingredients."

"Okay, then you take people to prepare dinner. First, feed the injured people here, and then prepare more, and let them eat when the people who went to Cedar Town come back."

"Yes, Colonel."

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