days in the world of pirates

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

The smiling Moson in his sight said this.

Cinderil's gums twitched a little, but this guy's bad taste didn't change at all.

He handed the binoculars to Bryn Bryn without saying a word.

"As expected, it's Lieutenant General Garp and Major General Mawson."

The Commodore looked excited. He, the Commodore of the East China Sea Branch, was a little too rich. Compared with the two people on the ship, he was very different. He didn't dare to be careless.

"Go quickly and summon those who are not on duty to come over. Be sure to do a good job of welcoming us. Also, tell the people in the cafeteria to prepare the dinner at the highest level."

Cinderil looked helpless.

He originally wanted to stop him, but as if he thought of something, he put his hand down again and said nothing.

The messenger next to him agreed loudly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Soon, the battleship became more and more clearly visible to everyone.

Mosencap and his entourage have arrived.

The ladder was lowered from the side of the ship, and Garp, dressed in a black suit, stepped down first.

Mo Sen followed him. The old man's black suit hadn't been changed in a few days, and he didn't know if he hadn't changed his clothes in a few days.

Sloppy old man, Mo Sen complained in his heart.

but,

Seeing the excited soldiers of the 77th Base lined up on the shore, a happy smile appeared on Mawson's face.

"I have met Lieutenant General Karp and Major General Mawson. Welcome to inspect our 77 Base."

The base commander, Brigadier General Bryn Blin, excitedly raised his hand and saluted before the two of them could stand still.

"Ah hahaha, I'm just on vacation, so there's no need to be so polite." Garp smiled and moved Mawson to the front, "Boy Mawson grew up from your base. It's really a powerful place."&1t;i>

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Mawson didn't refuse either.

When you come here, it is your home court.

Although it is not clear how the base commander became a brigadier general, it is not appropriate to ask about this kind of thing in this situation.

He cleared his throat and looked at the many familiar faces in front of him, his expression fluctuating a bit.

I was really happy that everyone looked expectant. Mawson looked around at the excited crowd and finally spoke out.

"Little kids, your bully is back!"

???

It’s still a familiar recipe, and it’s still a familiar taste.

Alpha Tihua Show Moson, is that you, Shower?

Garp's head was full of black lines, and Bryn Blin fell into a state of confusion.

Cinderell and some soldiers who had watched Mawson grow up couldn't laugh or cry, they still had such a bad character.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Sure enough, Mo Sen looked calm and started his performance...oh, speech.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see everyone again after I left for more than a year and became a major general in the headquarters. Everyone is still so enthusiastic about me as a major general."

Hey, we've all seen the news, so there's no need to emphasize the major general thing.

Also, you are so enthusiastic, we are here to greet Lieutenant General Garp.

Do you have any misunderstanding?

"Seeing that everyone has become stronger, I am very pleased. It has proved that my method is correct. It is hard to practice hard in the mountains, and it is easy to burn in the fire... Ahem, I have crossed the line. Sweat more in training and bleed less in battle.

It seems that everyone has been very diligent in the program and training methods I summarized for everyone and has not forgotten them. Although I have become a major general in my headquarters, what I miss most is you..."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Balabala, Moson's words made Garp's face behind him get darker and darker.

Cindril and most of the soldiers at the base were fine. Although they hadn't tried this style for more than a year, their resistance had already been developed.

Bryn Bryn and some of the newly recruited soldiers all looked confused.

Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?

Who can tell me that the guy in front of me who doesn’t want Bilian is the youngest and most powerful major general in the Navy Headquarters?

What kind of players are these.

Mo Sen felt the increasingly depressing atmosphere behind him, and suddenly realized that there was an old guy behind him who could punish him.

He quickly stopped the topic and ended his speech without saying anything.

Well, you must respect the old and love the young.

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Inside the 77th Base.

Garp and the accompanying soldiers have been arranged to rest and then prepare for the evening banquet.

As for Mawson, he showed up in Cinderell's office.

More than a year later, at just over two meters tall, he was already half a head taller than Cindril.

Time is a magical thing. The little devil who once only knew how to practice hard every day and thought about revenge has become the most popular and powerful major general in the navy in just a few years.

The Grand Line is indeed the center of the world, and the East China Sea is indeed too weak.

Inevitably, Cinderel yearned for the Navy Headquarters.

He has never left here since he was born in Donghai.

In the past, his goal was to become the commander of the naval base.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

But since he became the acting base commander and Mawson also went to the Navy Headquarters, Mawson has been promoted from colonel to rear admiral in more than a year.

He also has "ambition" and wants to escape from the pond of the East China Sea.

Since Brigadier General Bremblin took over as the new base commander, he has set his sights on the Navy Headquarters.

"My dear Adjutant, what do you mean you keep staring at me? Could it be that your orientation has changed in the past year or so."

Mo Sen's words about wanting a beating interrupted him from his reverie.

He rolled his eyes at Mo Sen.

Now not only can't he defeat him, but his military rank is also about 18,000 miles behind.

"Okay, stop standing there. There are no outsiders here, so there is no need to abide by that routine." Mo Sen frowned.

The hierarchy in this world has always been very strict, and subordinates basically maintain absolute respect for their superiors.

Except for some guys of course.

Cinderell sat down from behind the desk.

"What is the origin of Brigadier General Bryn Bryn? How did he overthrow your base commander? Do you need me to do anything?"

"No, Mawson, the Brigadier General is actually a nice person, and I have no intention of becoming the base commander now."

Morson understood Cinderil's gaze, because he had also had such a gaze.

"I understand, I can find a way to transfer you to the headquarters..."

Just as Moson was speaking, Cinderel interrupted: "Moson, I can't rely on you for everything. Everyone has their own way. My military merit will be enough soon, and it won't take long before I can apply to be transferred to

Headquarters."

Mo Sen was speechless, this rigid guy.

He took out a notebook from the lining of his coat and threw it to Cindril.

"This is my swordsmanship and six-style training notes. Vincent also has one. You won't refuse this, right? It has my phone number on it. If you don't understand anything, you can call me."

Cinderil opened his mouth, but this time he couldn't say any words of rejection. A strong man's training notes. He knew that there were multiple feelings.

He carefully picked up the notebook that Mawson had thrown over and said solemnly to Mawson:

"Thanks!"