Pirate: Son-in-law, I’m determined!

As time goes by, the impact of the news headlines is still brewing, and the Mohican team of the G-1 branch has become the focus of discussion at major naval bases.

The name "Black Hair" once again spread throughout the Navy.

And inside the G-1 branch.

All the sailors were watching the black hair and his men, wanting to see what kind of outrageous farce the black hair could make, but the black hair suddenly became quiet.

Not only that, Black Hair leads his subordinates to practice on time every day, and his efforts are not inferior to them at all, or even worse.

Black Hair seemed to have changed into a different person, steady and stern. Even the gangster subordinates were drilled to death by Black Hair, but none of them honestly dared to resist.

If anyone makes a mistake, the black hair will really hit him with a whip, showing no mercy, and the severity will make many sailors frightened!

Except for the overall hairstyle which is still flamboyant and quite eye-catching, the performance in other aspects can only be described as excellent.

The huge contrast between before and after not only made the sailors feel baffled, but even the generals were caught off guard.

Isn't this normal?

In the training ground, the Mohican phalanx is moving forward with heavy loads.

"Move!"

"This is not the East China Sea. The enemy will be stronger than you imagine. If you want to survive in this sea, give me mental training!"

"I know you want to cause trouble, but the prerequisite for making trouble is to have the confidence. No one will coddle you outside this fortress!"

Luo Ya followed the training formation with a blood-stained whip. If anyone was lazy, he would definitely get blood when he was whipped.

Even Ba Tuo was beaten so hard that he howled.

His goal has been achieved. Now the generals in the base know that he is not easy to mess with, and Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel has given him enough rights, especially the control of the 11th formation.

There's no need to keep causing trouble.

When he first came here, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel could look after Teacher Zefa and take care of him, but if he didn't know what was right and pushed too far, he would definitely get no good results.

In the next few days, Loya was immersed in training his subordinates and ignored the situation in the outside world. A piece of news exploded in the G-1 branch.

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is establishing the 11th formation?"

"And it's the Pirate Crusade Team!"

"The troop leader has black hair!"

The news spread throughout the G-1 branch as quickly as the sea breeze.

Only then did the generals realize. No wonder the black-haired man was so honest. It turned out that he had secretly taken advantage of him.

jealous!

Under normal circumstances, the military commander who leads a formal formation has at least the rank of major general, and the brigadier general level can only be the captain of a hundred-man battalion.

The black-haired man is just a colonel, but he can command an entire formation. How can he not make people jealous? Many brigadiers and major generals are waiting for this opportunity.

"Damn black hair!"

The generals were dissatisfied, but when they thought about the consequences of provoking Black Hair, everyone had to consider it. That guy was as capable of biting as a mad dog.

Major General Yuqimula suffered a great loss and was imprisoned for three days!

Moreover, the members of Formation 11 are mainly the rogue navy brought by the black hair. Whether they can suppress them is also a question.

Thunder, little rain.

Privately, the generals were full of resentment, but on the surface, no one wanted to provoke Black Hair, and no one competed with Black Hair for the dominance of Formation 11.

At the same time, the discussion about Team Mohawk has also undergone subtle changes quietly.

"Mohawk is quite handsome!"

The sailors train together every day. They thought it was funny when they first saw Bato, but as time went by, they found him inexplicably cool.

I can’t say specifically which one is handsome, but when a group of mohawks are sweating in training, the wild energy and wild mohawks seem to produce a subtle chemical reaction.

Like a pack of unruly wolves!

Far ahead in terms of momentum!

"How about I do the whole mohawk too?"

Many sailors were ready to take action until some sailors put their efforts into practice.

"When I walk now, I feel a lot better. It's like a demon has been released from my body!"

"Me too, if I don't feel arrogant, I'll be sorry for this handsome mohawk!"

"Yes, look more fierce!"

"Hey, I'll try a mohawk too!"

Unknowingly, the number of Mohawks among the sailors gradually increased, from a few sailors at the beginning to hundreds or even thousands.

One person is a personality, ten people are followers.

If there are more than 100 people, then it is a fashion trend!

At this moment, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel was at his headquarters, reviewing his mistakes to the Warring States Marshal because of the newspaper incident.

"Marshal Warring States, this incident was caused by my dereliction of duty. After I return, I will definitely order Colonel Loya to make corrections!"

"Um."

Warring States nodded slightly.

This matter is just a style issue, not that serious, but it does have a negative impact on the navy's image.

Correction is necessary!

"Flying Squirrel, this matter has a huge impact. Reporters from multiple news media are waiting outside to apply to the G-1 branch for on-site interviews."

"You are taking reporters back for a visit."

"Remember, we must clarify that this incident is a personal act, and the Navy's just image cannot be stained at all!"

The media controls public opinion!

And public opinion is also a weapon!

Even the world government and navy have difficulty controlling the overall situation, and they both love and hate the various news media.

Especially the most influential World Economic News Agency. They were responsible for this incident. That bird that loves to join in the fun is not so obedient.

"clear!"

The flying squirrel nodded solemnly.

"Marshal Warring States, I would like to hear your opinion on the preparation of the 11th formation by the G-1 branch."

"You are the G-1 base commander. You can make your own decisions on this kind of matter."

Warring States had no interest in this matter.

G-series fortresses have a lot of autonomy. As long as they abide by their responsibilities, small changes are not a problem.

"Go!"

"yes!"

Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel left the office.

In the waiting room, reporters had been waiting for a long time, including Morgans. When Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel appeared, reporters immediately gathered around.

"Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, is this Mohawk incident a propaganda for the Navy's G-1 branch?"

"The sailors collectively shaved their heads with Mohawks. Are they influenced by you?"

"Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel."

The reporters surrounded the flying squirrel in the center, asking questions one after another, and the microphone almost went into the flying squirrel's mouth.

Don't be angry, don't be angry!

Flying Squirrel's forehead was full of blue veins, and he forced a smile and said: "What happened to Moxi this time was purely an accident. As for the sailors in the photo, they are all new recruits who have just joined the navy and haven't had time to sort out their image."

I briefly defended myself.

"Please follow me to the G-1 branch. I hope you can report truthfully. The G-1 branch is a righteous and solemn naval fortress!"

Two hours later.

The warship arrives at G-1 Fortress!

The adjutant Harry who came to greet him held a mohawk on his head, raised his head and chest in an imposing manner: "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, welcome back!"

"Harry???"

The flying squirrel looked at the adjutant's mohawk, and his face twitched fiercely. He calmed down, this must be an accident!

"Please come with me!"

Flying Squirrel led a group of reporters to the training ground with the largest number of sailors. When he saw the sailors at the training ground, his whole body turned to stone.

Mohawk, Mohawk, still a cool Mohawk

What happened in the branch during his absence these days? Could it be that that bastard Luo Yan did something again?

"Kakaka!"

Reporters are excited!

This is definitely big news!