days in the world of pirates

In the Navy G-3 base, Mawson waved his soldiers to disperse and rest.

These three months of training have indeed trained these people to the extreme. Now let them relax for a few days to combine work and rest, so as not to cause problems if they are too tight.

This group of tough-looking guys disembarked from the boat proudly under the envious eyes of other soldiers, with dark circles on their faces and a hint of pride.

After following Mohsen for such a long time, I have learned some tricks and techniques for pretending to beep.

Ahem... Mohsen does not admit this.

Because he himself never pretends to beep.

Most of the soldiers in the troops directly under Mawson looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, their eyes distant and indifferent, and the corners of their mouths raised.

Seeing Mo Sen's brows beating wildly, this action for you guys, steely black straight men, is simply eye-catching, okay? He resisted the urge to give each of these guys a jio.

He turned around and walked towards Karp's office amidst the adoring and respectful gazes and greetings and salutes of the soldiers.

"Come here, brat. You've relieved me of a lot of work during this period. I've been so idle that my bones are a little loose, hahahahahaha."

As soon as Mawson's figure appeared, Karp's voice rang out from the office.

His face turned dark at that time. This old guy is becoming more and more of a jerk. I'm really sorry for leaving you idle.

"If you have loose bones, I recommend you to go to a German orthopedics department. Whoever uses it knows the efficacy."

Moson said some saucy words that Garp couldn't understand. He sat down opposite Garp and took Garp's tea and poured himself a cup.

The crush caused by the difference between the two worlds is simply very comfortable.

Because the old demon on his shoulder often liked to quarrel with Garp and was repeatedly defeated, and refused to repent after repeated defeats, Mawson asked him to turn into his own body and rest.

Otherwise, when meeting two guys, they will start to exchange friendly greetings again.

Garp had long been accustomed to the various unintelligible terms popping up from Moson's mouth from time to time. He still smiled and said: "Apart from your bad personality, you are still very reliable in other aspects."

Yes, if this continues, you will be promoted to the position of lieutenant general soon."

Then Karp paused and laughed loudly.

"Ah hahahaha, my teaching level is indeed reliable. We had Kuzan before us, and now we have you, Mr. Mosen. Let's see what Warring States has to say now."

Mo Sen has a black hair, and you asked me to come here just to listen to you bragging here.

Also, Kuzan and I can grow up because we are very strong. Isn’t it inevitable that we will become stronger? It has something to do with your teachings, okay, it does have a little bit, but you attribute it all to yourself, right?

Feeling too good about myself.

What is your true teaching level? Do you have any points?

"So old man, you asked me to come back just to listen to your bragging?"

Garp's laughter stalled, and then he remembered that the guy in front of him was not as good-natured as Bogart.

"There is indeed something going on, but it's not me, it's Warring States. It just so happens that you're back now, so let's report it to Warring States. This guy actually has a plan that he has to wait for you to come back before telling him, and he hasn't revealed it to me yet. It's getting more and more disgusting.

.I will definitely eat up all his senbei next time, hahahahaha.”

The following words were automatically filtered by Mawson, so he pretended not to hear them. He picked up the big telephone on Garp's desk and dialed Sengoku's number.

"Marshal of the Warring States Period, I am Mo Sen."

"Boy Moson, is that bastard Garp talking bad about me again?"

As soon as the call was connected, Sengoku's comments about old man Garp came from the phone's speaker.

Karp:……

Mo Sen also has black hair all over his head. You two are not really having an affair, are you? It’s true that good gay friends share the same quilt. If you are so in tune with each other, what else is there to say?

Fortunately, Warring States just said it for a moment and then got back to the topic.

"Boy Mawson, the prey that has been lurking has made some movement, and it is basically certain that it is related to the 'Sky Gold' this time, so now it's time to weave a web."

"What do you want me to do, Marshal of the Warring States Period?"

"Here are two plans for you to choose from. In one of the 'Sky Gold' plans this time, a kingdom will give their princess to the Celestial Dragons as wives. What He and I mean is that you can pretend to be this princess, because

Outsiders have basically never seen the appearance of this princess..."

Mo Sen has a dark look on his face, so does this mean he wants me to dress up as a woman?

I'm a straight-laced person and you actually want to arrange for me to be a cross-dressing boss. It's a bit too much.

"Stop, stop, Marshal Warring States, please tell me another plan."

Mawson quickly interrupted, you are also navy bosses after all, how could you come up with such an unreliable plan.

I heard that women's clothing only has zero and countless times.

Mo Sen couldn't help but feel a chill when he thought about how charming he looked in a skirt, and quickly put the thought out of his mind.

"After our repeated research, this plan is the most reliable one. Are you really not considering it?" The Warring States side still looked very regretful.

God is the most reliable. Didn’t you see that Garp across from you was laughing so hard that you couldn’t even open your eyes?

These old guys, the older they get, the less useful they are.

"Hurry up and tell me the second plan!" Mo Sen said almost through gritted teeth.

"It's such a pity that such a princess without any fighting ability will be despised by others, and she can catch the enemy by surprise." Warring States muttered again, needless to say, he said it to Mo Sen.

Seeing that Mo Sen had no reaction, he continued: "The other one is the guard of this princess. He is the deputy captain of the royal guard of this kingdom. He has always been the exclusive guard of the princess. He is from a noble family but has good strength. With you

The body shapes are not much different..."

"Then this is it." Moson did not hesitate.

Compared to the unreliable princess disguise plan, he felt that this one was more reliable.

"I haven't finished speaking yet, brat, but there are some problems. This guard uses a stabbing sword. Your demon sword is now too famous and recognizable. Also, this guard uses a long-haired sword.

gold."

Then he muttered again: "I still think it's more reliable to pretend to be a princess."

Sengoku did not mention the problem with Mo Sen's appearance. For mastering the Sixth Form of the Navy and the derived skill of returning life, changing his appearance is only a small problem.

Moreover, Mo Sen was asked to dress up as a noble, except for some aristocratic etiquette that he didn't understand.

I can definitely control the temperament aspect.

As for gold, it's easy to handle, just get a fake one.

However, if you dress up as a guard like this, you will definitely be targeted by the enemy immediately, and you won't have the concealment and suddenness of playing a princess.

Mo Sen ignored Seng Guo's not-so-quiet murmurs behind him and immediately finalized the plan to play the role of captain of the guard.

"Don't worry, I will find a stabbing sword to practice with. As for the [Monster], I will put it in the room when the time comes, so no one will notice it when the battle starts."

Based on Mo Sen's current level of swordsmanship, even using a weapon that he is not good at is much stronger than the original noble captain.

He has this confidence.

Just like a special forces ace sniper, he can use a pistol that he is not very good at but his accuracy is much higher than that of an ordinary soldier.

As for women's clothing, give up, you old guy!