The fleet cleaved through the azure sea, the roar of the ships mingling with the crashing waves, forming a heart-stirring melody.
The wind blew from the depths of the ocean, carrying a salty, humid breath, raising the sails and whistling past.
The ships sailed in formation across the waves, their massive hulls steadily cutting through the water, symbolizing the New Navy's resolve and power.
Jin An stood on the deck of the ship, facing the sea breeze, his expression as calm as ever, without the slightest ripple.
His eyes were deep and firm, his gaze piercing through the endless ocean ahead, as if the distant target was already clearly visible in his mind.
Despite having a strong desire to confront the World Government, he knew that the current situation did not allow them to act rashly.
"We can't rush."
Jin An murmured to himself, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon, while his mind was calculating the next strategy.
Garp stood beside him, his feet firmly planted on the deck. His hand was slightly clenched into a fist, his face not showing much emotion, but a hint of tension was faintly visible.
He understood Jin An's meaning and felt the young commander's decisiveness.
They had originally planned to launch a direct attack on a large base controlled by the World Government, challenging the strongest enemy.
However, after yesterday's events, Jin An clearly knew that it would be unwise to confront the World Government head-on with their current strength.
"It seems you've given it some careful consideration."
Garp's voice was deep, but with a hint of relief.
He looked at Jin An, his eyes slightly complex, but more of admiration for the young commander's rapid growth.
"The World Government's foundation is not something we can easily shake, especially those hidden forces. If we rashly launch an attack, I'm afraid we'll only bring disgrace upon ourselves."
Jin An nodded lightly, his tone still calm:
"Yes, Uncle Garp.
We can't start by confronting the core forces of the World Government. Our goal now is to start with small bases, gradually nibbling away at their control.
Let them feel the threat first, then gradually grow our strength, and when the time is right, we will face their core."
Garp looked at Jin An, a complex emotion arising in his heart.
He knew that Jin An's decision was not easy. Making such an adjustment meant abandoning his previous radicalism and impulsiveness, and instead adopting a more comprehensive and cautious strategy.
Although he felt a little lost, he had to admire Jin An's foresight and calmness.
"You're right."
Garp smiled slightly, the fighting spirit in his eyes fading slightly.
The fleet continued to sail, and as time passed, they gradually approached their target – a small base controlled by the World Government.
Although this base was not large, it was strategically important.
Jin An had already mastered the base's defenses through reconnaissance and knew that there would not be too much resistance here.
Their goal was clear:
First, stabilize the morale of the army through this small-scale battle, accumulate more resources and experience, and then gradually expand their influence.
As the ships approached the base, Jin An and Garp led the core generals in another brief meeting.
With the sea breeze blowing, the atmosphere was slightly tense, but full of fighting spirit.
"We will seize this base with lightning speed and strive to eliminate the enemy in the shortest possible time."
Jin An stood in front of the conference table, his eyes firm, his finger gently tapping a small red dot on the map, which was the location of the World Government's small base.
"We must be precise and swift.
The goal is clear: destroy the enemy's command center and disintegrate their defenses."
Jin An continued,
"Uncle Garp, you lead the main force of the Navy to advance from the front and directly attack the enemy's outer defenses.
Mr. Jabba, you lead the commando team to outflank from the flanks, trying to avoid direct confrontation with the enemy.
We must control this base in the shortest possible time."
"Understood!"
Garp and Jabba responded at the same time, and then each led their own teams to prepare for the attack.
As the fleet slowly approached, Jin An stood at the bow of the ship, staring at the front, his heart a little turbulent, but more determined.
He knew that this was just the beginning, and everything that followed would be even more difficult.
And they could only emerge victorious in the final battle by constantly accumulating strength through each battle.
As the fleet accelerated, a new battle was about to begin.
Jin An knew that the success or failure of this base attack would directly determine their future path.
And he was ready to meet the challenges ahead.
"Set off!"
Jin An's order was like a bugle call, and the fleet moved quickly.
The roar of cannons and the shouts of soldiers intertwined, and the entire fleet was like an overwhelming torrent of iron, rushing straight at the enemy in front.
The New Navy fleet sailed on the vast sea. On the turbulent sea, the ships were like steady beasts, closely arranged together.
As time went by, the fleet began to be divided into several formations according to plan, each formation undertaking different tasks and goals.
Jin An stood on the deck of the warship, gripping the railing tightly, his eyes swept across the fleet that was gradually dispersing on the sea, his heart was full of determination.
"Separate action."
Jin An whispered to himself, a flash of calm light flashed in his eyes.
He raised his hand and pointed forward, his eyes firm and his tone low but full of power,
"Each formation acts according to plan, and must not be taken lightly."
On this day, the moment of the fleet's split finally arrived.
Jin An, Kuzan, Sengoku, Kuma, Enel and others each led a small fleet and set off in different directions.
The goals of each formation are different, but each task is equally important, and will eventually converge on the same goal - to destroy the power of the World Government.
Jin An's fleet was responsible for capturing a small base of the World Government with relatively weak strategic importance, and his mood was as calm as ever.
Standing on the deck at the front of the ship, he felt the sea breeze blowing on his face, and his eyes never left the distant sea.
Although he had made full preparations for the upcoming battle, he knew that facing the World Government's counterattack, every attack they launched was full of danger.
"Kuzan, Sengoku, they will definitely do well."
Jin An silently calculated in his heart, and the voyage ahead gradually approached the node of the split.
Kuzan's fleet headed north, aiming to attack the World Government's controlled maritime transport line.
This transport line is the main channel used by the World Government to transport military supplies and strategic weapons.
Kuzan relied on his advantages in ice and snow tactics and chose this target.
Behind him, Enel and Kuma each led their own fleets and launched attacks on different enemies.
Kuzan stood on the flagship of his fleet, looking at the sea area that was about to arrive in the distance, suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly:
"As expected of you, World Government. You actually use this place as an important transport line."
He stretched his waist, relaxed his tense body,
"However, don't forget that the cold sea is always the battlefield I am most familiar with."
He patted the cold railing of the ship next to him and turned to issue orders to the commanders in the fleet:
"We have fought countless battles at sea, but this time is definitely different.
Be careful and don't be careless."
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