I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

In an instant, Yan slapped his thigh, feeling that he might have missed billions, and felt regretful.

Second Lieutenant Hope looked at Yan's sudden agitation, and couldn't help asking with concern. "Master Yan, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, I just regret letting go of the other seven naval base chiefs so easily...cough cough..."

Yaen, who almost said all the words in his heart, coughed several times, and said sadly.

"However, what makes me even more uncomfortable is how many civilians the 521 base leader has squeezed out of this treasure worth as much as 1.2 billion."

"Lord Yan, it's 1.29 billion." Second Lieutenant Hope corrected.

Ian cast a glance at Second Lieutenant Hope and said. "Round up, don't count those fractions, just report it in the number of 1.2 billion."

Second Lieutenant Hope frowned slightly, scratched his head, and couldn't help being very puzzled.

Rounding off, is that the way to calculate it?

And Yan thought for a moment, and continued to speak. "Forget it, it's better not to report to the higher-ups, otherwise, according to the rules, these treasures will be divided into 50% and handed over..."

Having said that, Ian couldn't help sighing and said.

"Well, it is estimated that most of these treasures were extracted from the civilians by the head of Base 521. Once they are handed over to the Navy headquarters, these civilians don't know how long it will take to get rid of poverty. We should find a way to return these treasures to the civilians. in hand."

Second Lieutenant Hope, who visited the town in person, nodded approvingly.

And Yan thought for a moment, then said.

"In addition, the situation at the 521 Naval Base is so serious. Even if the deterrence of the North Sea Inspection Division is maximized through this example, there will still be naval base chiefs who will still act recklessly. Therefore, the inspection of the North Sea still needs to be carried out."

"Then I'll go down and arrange the warship for Lord Yan to prepare for sailing." Second Lieutenant Hope said quickly.

"No, not me."

Ion waved his hand and continued. "It's you, Lieutenant Hope."

"Ah?" Second Lieutenant Hope said a little puzzled.

Immediately, Yan pulled out the newly written plan from the table last night and threw it to Second Lieutenant Hope, and said simply.

"I plan to supervise the matter of the Beihai Navy in two ways, one in the open and one in the dark."

"Tomorrow, I will be stationed at the 521 Naval Base from now on, and I will inform the entire Beihai that if there is any improper behavior by the Navy, both civilians and the navy can come to the 521 Naval Base and report it to the North Sea Supervision Department in person... ..."

"Dark, Second Lieutenant Hope, you are leading the warships out to sea, patrolling different naval bases in a random manner, forming another deterrent."

"Okay, that's amazing." Second Lieutenant Hope couldn't help saying in admiration as he looked at the densely packed and rigorous plan in the plan.

"Justice is urgent, Second Lieutenant Hope, let's execute it as soon as possible." Yan said seriously.

Second Lieutenant Hope stomped his feet, raised his head and chest, and responded adoringly. "Yes!"

Immediately after Lieutenant Hope handed over the treasure and work to Ian, he immediately led about 300 elite soldiers of the Navy Headquarters to set sail again.

As the warship gradually moved away from the port, the helmsman couldn't help asking Second Lieutenant Hope. "Second Lieutenant Hope, what is the goal of this voyage?"

Second Lieutenant Hope thought for a while, then took out the previous dice from his pocket with a serious face, and then threw it on the ground.

West!

Second Lieutenant Hope shouted immediately. "All the way west!"

At the highest point of the 521 naval base, Yan looked at the warship going away, and could no longer suppress his sad smile.

"Go all the way, the Beihai is so big, I think it will be at least a year or two before we meet next time, right? Second Lieutenant Hope."

"Free!"

As Second Lieutenant Hope, who was the eyeliner of the Marshal of the Warring States Period, left,

Yan suddenly felt unprecedented relief.

From then on, I, Tefemo Yan, will stay at Base 521 as a mascot, using the name of the old man to deter many naval bases in the North Sea.

As for whether it is possible to find out which naval bases have problems, Yan believes that with the more serious and diligent character of Second Lieutenant Hope, he will not let himself down.

Moreover, Second Lieutenant Hope, as the colonel of the Navy Headquarters, is a strong man who specializes in physical fitness, and Yann does not have to worry that he will be planted in the North Sea.

More importantly, in this way, when Ian reported his meritorious service, he could push all the meritorious service to Second Lieutenant Hope.

"Second Lieutenant Hope, I will miss you from time to time, so don't come back if you are free..."

"The next step is to deal with the issue of the 521 naval base."

Yan thought for a while, and gradually suppressed his sad smile. While spreading his domineering aura in a wide range, he took out the phone bug from his arms.

"Blue, blue..."

"Chief of Staff, what's the matter?"

"Correct me first, I haven't agreed yet, and besides..."

After a pause, Ian asked. "The origin of the revolutionary army is set in Beihai, are you interested?"

Monkey D. Dorag on the other end of the phone bug was stunned, and suddenly remembered that the Navy seemed to have recently set up a post for the Supervision Department, and said.

"Beihai Inspectorate, is that you?"

"No surprises, it will be me for the next few years."

Immediately, Ian took out another brand new document from his arms and said.

"I had a plan in mind last night. How about using Beihai as a test site for the flames of the revolutionary army?"

Then, Ian briefly described the plan in the document.

There was a long silence on the phone bug, and then Monkey D. Drago continued.

"Since this is the proposal of the chief of staff, it is decided. However, my goal is too obvious. I may not be able to go to Beihai in the short term. Moreover, I am also busy cultivating other flames recently."

"Um?"

Ion asked with some surprise. "What kind of flame can you grow?"

"I……"

Drago hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak. "I met a woman I like."

"roll!"

Yan immediately hung up the call angrily, almost unable to bear the urge to smash the phone bugs to pieces.

As early as six or seven years ago, when Yan and Dorag met for the first time, when Yan expressed his dream of a suitable life partner, Dorag expressed his disdain many times.

Unexpectedly, the bastard Dograg even ran in front of Yan.

"No wonder you, Dorag, have rebelled against the Navy for several years, and the Revolutionary Army still hasn't shown any sign of it. It turns out that you bastard is addicted to beauty."

While Yann was talking with disdain and annoyance on his face, he suddenly realized something.

"This, Huo Miao, doesn't mean Monkey D. Luffy?"

"Yeah, a womanizer, a bastard with no aim at all, trying to think of dirty things, is this how you cultivate the flames of the revolutionary army?"

"It's really hard work for you."