Pirate’s Brood Order

In the evening, the scattered navy returned to the naval branch. When the lieutenant commander came back, he was at a loss. The missing Lieutenant Bellumebo came back safe and sound.

When he went to report to Colonel Monka, it was Bellumebo who opened the door from inside, and the other party refused him politely with a pair of tired and red eyes, "Did you report that I was missing?" , Do you think I seem to be missing?"

"I..." The lieutenant commander opened his mouth wide.

"Isn't it just that you stayed in town for two nights and didn't come back, so it's worth your fuss to report to Colonel Monka?" Belumeb stared at the major in disgust, and said in an extremely harsh tone: "Incompetent waste, if you don't want to be Break the other arm, and don't appear in front of Colonel Monka in the near future."

"I see!"

He couldn't afford to offend Bellumebo, so he could only leave obediently. He came to the ashes of the warehouse as if in a daze, walked into the last wall and looked at the bottom of the line of names, "Beil Rumeibo"'s name has disappeared.

His pupils tightened suddenly, and the blood-red font on the wall seemed to be wiped off by someone's hand, and replaced by another name - "Satony"!

"Can you erase what's written on it?" The lieutenant commander felt that his head was not enough. "So what does this mean?"

"Lieutenant Bellumebo is back, so the only one missing now is Lieutenant Colonel Satoni." The lieutenant commander stared suspiciously at the blood-stained wall: "In two days, will Lieutenant Colonel Satoni himself just came back?"

"It's not impossible..."

The lieutenant commander's gums hurt from irritation, and his limited IQ was not enough to analyze and deal with such a complicated and weird situation. He gritted his teeth fiercely, and picked up the black cloth that fell from the ground to cover the wall again.

"Forget it, just pretend that I haven't seen anything. Anyway, Colonel Monka doesn't want to see me recently..." The lieutenant commander hid his head like a stupid ostrich, and walked outside with a frown I went, but I was thinking in my heart that I would apply for transfer to the ship for duty tomorrow.

The next day, an application transfer form appeared in Colonel Monka's office, and was collected by the navy on duty and sent to Belumeb.

Yesterday evening, under the guise of Colonel Monka's order, Berumeber has changed the list of the navy on duty for Colonel Monka, and distributed the navy that was originally on duty to other places, and transferred it to Jugu and Jonitz. substitute.

"Can you trust those two people?" Bellumebo looked at Gargu who turned and walked out the door, and looked at Yarlin who was standing aside with inquiring eyes.

Yarlin is now his only reliance and someone he absolutely trusts. He is full of gratitude and trust to Yarlin, so he will consult Yarlin for advice on everything.

"Leaking the news of Colonel Monka's coma will not do them any good, because no matter who replaces Colonel Monka's position, both of them will still be the lowest-level naval soldiers, and it will be difficult for them to stand up for the rest of their lives; but , It will be different if you help Belumebo, they will become confidantes who know the secret, as long as you can be the ruler of the 153rd branch of the Navy, they will naturally rise, this account, they will It's clear." Yarlin said firmly, of course he couldn't explain to Bellumebo that Gargu and Jonitz were their "own people", but fortunately, this explanation was enough to convince Bellumebo.

"Okay, so how do you do this?" Bellumebo raised Yang's application form for transfer.

"It's just an incompetent idiot. Since he wants to go to sea and float, isn't that just what we want?" A sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of Yarlin's mouth: "Approve it, just because he is in charge of the daily defense of the Navy Branch Power, we can take this opportunity to get it back."

"It's not just him, all the important positions in the naval base have to slowly replace and promote our own people. After all, we can hide the truth about Colonel Monka's coma for a while, and it is impossible to hide it for a lifetime, so what we have to do It is to fully control and dominate this base before the matter is exposed." Yarlin's expression was serious, and his tone unconsciously carried a stern murderous intent: "We must do it, and anyone who hinders this plan must be punished. Ruthlessly wiped out."

"I understand, since I have pretended to conceal all this, I have no way out, I understand." Bellumebo understands his current situation, that is, a person who is forced to the edge of a cliff, so he can only bite the bullet and go forward. If you go forward, you will die without a place to bury you when you turn back.

He took out Colonel Monka's seal and stamped it on it. Captain Bellume exhaled and asked, "What shall we do next? The corpses piled up upstairs must be buried somewhere, or else the whole house will be buried." It's all going to stink."

"Be patient, I will find someone to deal with it tonight." Yarlin rubbed his left eyelid habitually, and said deeply: "There are nearly 700 sailors in the entire naval branch, it's hard to say how many are there. The navy is the dregs left by Lieutenant Colonel Satoni. I have to find a way to screen out which ones must be disposed of and which ones are worthy of our trust and can be controlled by us. This will take some time, but fortunately I have some eye-catching."

Bellumebo nodded, the nerves that had been tense for the past few days gradually relaxed, and a playful second-generation ancestor seemed to have begun to mature in a sudden change, and he thanked Yarlin: "Yarlin, fortunately I have you to help me, otherwise..."

Yarlin interrupted Beru Mebo's words of gratitude, and said sincerely: "Helping Beru Mebo, you are helping me. Only when you master this base, can I, Yarlin, also get the future I can look forward to."

Bellumebo nodded heavily, and promised: "If I can really control this base like my father did, then you will naturally represent me!"

"Oh~"

Yarlin looked at Beru Mebo, with a big smile on the corner of his mouth. Beru Mebo only thought that Yarlin was sincerely happy, but he didn't understand the profound meaning contained in that laughter.

The night came as promised.

The tower stood quietly in the darkness, the door slowly opened up to a glimmer of light, and a few furtive sailors came out carrying rancid sacks.

There are more marines in the house who are meticulously cleaning up the remaining blood and rancid smell in the house. Everything is going on quietly and orderly. No one has made any inquiries or questions about Colonel Monka who is unconscious in the bedroom. question.

"They..." Bellumebo swallowed and spit.

"They are all depressed and depressed guys who have been squeezed out by the branch all these years. They are the people in the 153rd branch of the Navy who we can completely trust." Yarlin said to Bellumebo: "We need to promote them, Became the rank of non-commissioned officer in this naval branch."