Naturally, Mawson didn't know all this.

Since the last time he parted ways with Hancock, Mawson has returned to the G-2 base to be his salted fish.

It seems a bit embarrassing to say this.

Because even if he is a salted fish, he is the least salty of them all, and he is not even willing to turn over.

The only thing he remembered was that of course he had memorized the names of the soldiers in his notebook.

The men thought he would forget.

Joke!

Of course, he has forgotten that he is not a grudge holder in the first place!

Many people, including Smoker, can testify to this.

Of course, this does not delay the performance of a few of you to the bronze...... Well, it looks like it was bronze.

Then hammer it out!

Cough...... How could the chief play you, it must be a joke to play something, the main purpose is, of course, to want you to be promoted to silver or even gold and higher.

After all, the Great Sword still needs to be honed.

I didn't see that Galen, as the concubine of the family that Demacia can be comparable to the royal family, has also been honed step by step from the soldiers below, and the big sword is also getting stronger and stronger in the process.

Therefore, Mawson is so strict with the dozen or so soldiers led by Binz, this is all from the deep love of the commander Baba!

It has nothing to do with the harazi all over the ground after you guys saw Hancock.

Don't think about it that way.

Who in the entire headquarters doesn't know that he Mo Sen is a male god in the headquarters who never holds grudges, loves soldiers like children, and has a gentle personality?

If there are any other ideas that shouldn't be there, ask him basketball ...... as well Phew, the old demon in his hand agrees or disagrees.

So, after having ten people as role models, the soldiers of the entire base have been fighting bravely to volunteer to participate in this hot training during this period of time.

Every day, the soldiers were moved to tears by the responsible attitude of the commander, and they longed to run it for a hundred and eighty miles in one go...... It's weird.

Exercise needs to be scientific.

When he didn't say it!

Mawson doesn't blindly increase the intensity, so that no matter how strong a person is, there will be a limit, and he will always collapse in the end.

If you want to talk about talent among these soldiers, except for the occasional one or two who are slightly better, everyone is the boss and don't laugh at the second.

After all, the truly talented ones would have been picked out and sent to the new barracks a long time ago, and they would not have been sent here by the Warring States.

So in fact, everyone's limit state is not much different.

It just so happens that with Mawson's current strength and eyesight, he can easily train this wave of soldiers to their respective limits.

Needless to say, the benefits of this training method are needless to say.

There are benefits and disadvantages, and training in this way will definitely cause a lot of burden on the body.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't say anything else about the base, the funds must be enough, and he can toss hard.

In this way, all kinds of logistical measures, including nutrition, medical care, etc., can be kept up.

Therefore, in the twenty days before the headquarters was dispatched, the overall temperament and strength of these half-new recruits have doubled.

For this, Mo Sen said that he was very pleased, after all, the time he spent on exercising and developing fruits during this period of time has been shortened a lot, and if there is no effect, he will cry to death.

The dozen or so people he took care of have made great progress.

It can be seen that the potential of people under pressure is endless, sometimes if you don't push yourself, you really don't know how much torture and destruction you can endure.

Ahem...... Wrong, do it all over again.

It should be that sometimes if you don't push yourself, you never know how good you are!!

Well, this kind of chicken soup is the authentic recipe and authentic taste.

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Inside the office of the Supreme Governor of the base.

At this time, Smoker and Drake Aine were all in the office.

Looking at the layer of soot in the ashtray in front of Smoker, it was clear that it had been here for quite some time.

As for the transfer, Mawson has already told them before, and it doesn't make a difference for Mawson whether he is transferred or not, but it is good news for them.

The paradise in the first half of the Great Voyage was not much pressure for them, and it was already difficult to improve their strength through actual combat, which was indeed not a good place for Drake Ain, who was eager to improve their strength.

The new world is the only choice for them to improve their strength.

After all, if you want to awaken your domineering spirit or fight faster, especially to challenge people who are stronger than yourself, in general, only by constantly dying.

You don't see, the straw hat team that is a little expert in death after the plot pushes flatly, scolding the air, and finally the strength is as 'whooshing' as the sparkling fruit of the yellow ape.

Of course, this is only suitable for those who are hard-hitting, and most people kill themselves in the process.

However, they have Mawson to escort them, so naturally there is no need to be afraid.

"I don't know when Lieutenant General Gumir will come and take over?" Smoker leaned back on the couch, still holding two cigars in his mouth, and the way the cigars had just been lit could tell how addicted the guy was.

Mawson withdrew his gaze from the window, no longer looking at the training of the soldiers on the playground, turned around and walked back to his position, "Oh, the distance from the headquarters here is not so fast for ordinary ships, so don't worry, just come step by step."

It's you, from now on, you have to collect information about the place we are going to in the new world, and the place we are going to this time is not simple.

How? Smoker, you're in such a hurry to go to the New World, do you want to go to the G-1 base to see Colonel Tina? It's okay, I can give you time to take a few days off then. ”

Smoker gave Mosen a blank look, this guy has always been so annoying, "Bastard guy, I didn't mean that, they all said that I was just friends with Tina." ”

Aine stood across from him, looking at the two naïve chiefs with some amusement, and changed the subject. "Sir, don't worry, I've been collecting intelligence ever since I got the news."

Mo Sen smiled and nodded to Ain: "It's still our beautiful Ain who is reliable, not like a guy who has obtained the ability of some animal ancient seed fruit, and his brain is now full of muscles." ”

Drake: "......"

Enough of you bastard.

When I used to use it, I called it sweet...... Phew, when you can use it, you praise it all kinds of things, and now that a beautiful adjutant has taken over the job, do you forget the good of the old people?

"Where, the chief has passed the award, I still have a lot to learn from Colonel Drake." Aine waved her hand, knowing that Mawson was joking.

Smoker had already filtered this sentence, put Erlang's leg down, sat up straight and asked Mosen: "Speaking of which, are you still going to select people from these soldiers in the direct army?" ”

Mawson's dedication to these soldiers during this period can be seen, which is why he has this idea.

The current direct unit is led by Drake, and he is beginning to familiarize himself with the set of things of the lieutenant general in advance, and with his strength, he may be promoted to lieutenant general in a few years.

"Nope."

Mo Sen shook his head, he didn't have such an idea, "For their training, it's just to give them a wave of benefits before leaving."

After all, I'm the commander of the base, and even if I'm about to leave office, I want them to understand how much I care about them as a commander. ”

Of course, it was impossible to choose from this group of soldiers who were directly subordinate to the army, and since some of Mawson's soldiers were separated, he had not thought of selecting people to join him.

Especially now that he is about to enter the New World, although there are many soldiers who want to join, Mawson does not want these soldiers whose families are all around him to follow him to the New World.

It's not friendly to the soldiers below.

Anyway, the strength of his direct troops is enough, and there is no need to increase the number of people, unless he meets a guy he likes...... Well, I will give a chance to join.

"Cut, those soldiers don't know what they say about you in their hearts now." Smoker pouted.

"Are you jealous that these soldiers are all worshipping me now and ignoring you? I didn't expect you to be such a person, Smoker, you've changed! ”

Smoker spat out a puff of smoke rings, then got up and decided not to talk to the bastard any longer.

I'm so angry, this sword man.

You can see all of this...... Well, of course Smoker wouldn't think so, he just didn't want to talk to this naïve guy.

Mawson smiled at Smoker's back and said, "Don't forget to prepare the things you want to transfer in advance, so that you can have more time to date Tina." ”

Smoker walked to the door, and without looking back, his right hand was raised, and his fingers were clenched, leaving only one middle finger held high.

Leaving a lonely figure.

Mo Sen scratched his head, saying that this gesture old demon used the most skillfully, and he didn't know when he was learned by this guy Smoker silently.

Aine looked at Mawson with a smile and a smile, sometimes he really couldn't understand the chief's brain circuit.

Let's say he's not serious, but he scares people to death with a straight face.

Let's say he's serious, sometimes it's infuriating, and I want to go up and beat him.

Of course, it is estimated that many people have this kind of thought, but they dare not say it, otherwise it is not certain who will beat whom.

For example, Colonel Drake, this time seems to have been arranged by the commander clearly.

Well, even if it's me, because the chief often opens the back door, sometimes I want to beat him up.

I don't know how to show mercy to girls.

Fortunately, I'm used to it, and I don't feel anything.

However, sometimes I feel that the chief and the chief Smoker are standing together and feel inexplicably harmonious, and I don't know what's going on.

Well, Colonel Drake is a good match for the two of them.

Drake didn't know what was going on in Ain's mind, and he wanted to slip away at this time, and the chief usually finished teasing Smoker and it was his turn next.

Really!

"And you Drake, I'm telling you, you don't want to be like Smoker.

I'm still very relieved that you're usually silent, but I know you're moving a lot faster than Smoker.

By the way, what is the name of the child? ”

Puff......

It was Ain, who almost laughed out of a pig cry.

Quickly cover your mouth.

Drake: (??) Д??) ノ

What is with what to have a child, where can it be so fast?

No, he was innocent with Brigadier General Grey.

"That, sir, I'll go back and get busy first, and I still have a lot of things to do when I want to be transferred."

Drake also turned to leave.

Disappeared into the office in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Mawson's gaze on him, Aine shuddered.

"Ah...... Sir, I'm going to get ready for the handover too, goodbye, sir! ”

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(Still busy, today's two more six or seven thousand words are not a big problem, as for whether there is time for the third is even more uncertain.)

Rest assured, when you are not busy, you will be sent in 10,000 words. ）