Pirate’s Brood Order

There was trouble in his mouth, but there was not much worry on his face. Things had already happened, and complaining was useless. Fortunately, he started thinking about how to deal with it next.

It is also necessary to pretend to be ignorant and maintain the recruit's character design without changing his face. As long as Lieutenant Colonel Satoni can't find the body for a day, it can only be counted as missing, let alone 100% It is related to me, after all, we are all navy and not pirates, so we still have to talk about the necessary discipline and principles.

"Moreover... this matter is not all bad, maybe there is nothing that can be borrowed and used!" Yarlin wrung out the rag in his hand, with sinister calculations in his eyes.

Ordinary people may have panicked and lost their minds when encountering such an accident; excellent people will try their best to calm down, and will quickly think about how to destroy the corpse, cut off all clues and get out.

To use an inappropriate analogy: the former is an impulsive killing, and after killing someone, he panics and then sits in prison; the latter is a planned murder crime, and after killing a person, he can methodically destroy the corpse. Then go on with your normal life.

But in addition to these two, there is a third type of people that is even rarer. This kind of people is usually bold and cunning: they not only simply complete a murder crime, but also design to be deliberately exposed to the police for a certain period of time. In front of him, to achieve his own more hidden and unknown plan.

And Yarlin obviously has to belong to this last category of people. He is not only thinking about how to destroy the corpse, but also thinking about how to extract the hidden benefits of this sudden accident and make reasonable use of it. This accident is used as a link in the subsequent plan to promote the process and results he ultimately wants to obtain.

This kind of person will usually get a unified synonym in the long history of the night-Xiaoxiong!

The most important thing right now is to dispose of the corpse. Yarlin stared worriedly at the corpse that had stiffened and exposed its spots and putrid smell.

He stripped off the navy uniform from the corpse, smashed the limbs into a ball, stuffed it into a sack, and then splashed paint on it. This was the half bucket of paint left over from the recruitment office last time, and he brought it back casually. Right now it can be used to mask the smell of corpses.

Tightening the sack, Yarlin went out and bought a new lock in the small town, and then waited in the house until it was dark, dug a deep hole under a tree behind the building, buried the sack in it, And stomp the soil on it to make it very solid.

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The number 153\u0026amp;*...ce471 represents my code name in the 153rd branch of the Navy. My name is Jonitz, I am 21 years old, I joined the Navy three years ago, and I am now a private.

The matter has to start about 10 days ago. Oh, yes, I almost forgot to explain my own situation. I am a soldier directly under Lieutenant Fries, and the so-called direct subordinate probably means what he asked me to do. I have to do it, whether it's my job as a Marine or not.

After I finish the soldier's training every day, I have to wait on him at any time, serve him tea, pour water, clean up, and even run errands to buy cigarettes. I have the money on my own. Lieutenant Fries will give me some Baileys when he is in a good mood. When I'm in a bad mood, I can only treat the cigarette money as if I smoked it myself.

But the fact is that I am actually a non-smoking person at all, and Lieutenant Fries is usually not in a good mood. He is a follower behind Master Beru Meber.

Beru Mebo is the only son of Colonel Monka. Although I have never understood why Beru Mebo didn't become a navy, but this still doesn't change the fact that Beru Mebo is a special existence of the 153rd branch of the entire navy. No one dares to offend this young master Well, even Lieutenant Frith couldn't disobey his will, so he was fortunate to be favored by Master Belumber and became his follower.

Of course, I think Lieutenant Frith was probably very reluctant in his heart. He finally climbed to the position of lieutenant, not because he wanted to be a dog for Master Beru Meb.

As a result, my situation is very bad. Whenever Lieutenant Fries gets angry with Beru Meber, he will use various reasons to vent his anger on me, often beating and scolding, but recently I don’t know What is the reason? This frequency gradually increased, and there were more and more bruises on my body. I was really afraid that one day I would be accidentally beaten to death by him if this continued.

I tried to resist, and I also tried to report to the superiors, but everything fell into disrepair, and no one paid attention to it. I felt like I was in a barren darkness, and the people who came and went had indifferent faces. No hand was willing to come and pull me.

Numbness and despair suffocate me, I feel that every breath is burning my pain, I am angry, resentful, I want to kill Lieutenant Frith, however, I am a coward... Every time when I When I thought I mustered up the courage, when I finally faced him, the coldness and fear woke me up again, even if I killed him, so what? Will I be greeted with freedom and happiness?

No, it will only be a cold execution, so since they are all dead, why should I resist? Maybe one day Lieutenant Fries will find out his conscience and let me go? No matter how bad it is, as long as the frequency of beating me can be slowed down, I can survive after all.

I hypnotized myself like this, but in the deepest part of my heart, I was praying bitterly, praying that a god or demon could hear my prayer and save me, or come to liberate me.

Then, ten days ago, the fate began to change. It was so quietly and inadvertently that I didn't realize until now that God really descended.

This is a dark room, similar to an old abandoned warehouse, with a circle of four-legged stools in the middle of the house, and about 30 people wearing strange masks and navy suits are sitting together , quietly listening to the masked navy in the middle telling his story.

The voice is still going on, from the deep and gloomy at the beginning to the gradual despair and fear, and now it has become hoarse and excited, and the breath in the dark and depressing room is heating up.

"...And just the day before yesterday, a voice in my ear asked if I wanted Lieutenant Fries to be tried, I responded to him, and yesterday I got confirmation that Lieutenant Fries is dead!"

The hoarse voice was trembling and excited, and the surrounding breathing seemed to become depressed and frenzied, "Fries was judged, and God pulled me out of the abyss of despair, and I felt the beauty of breathing again, my cowardly body Both my soul and my soul have found support, and I will no longer be afraid!"

"I'm Jonitz!"

The voice under the mask slowly calmed down, and then he gently took off the mask on his face, looked at the surrounding masks with fearless eyes and said in a deep voice: "I took off the mask because I started from this day. From now on, I officially become a member of the Freemasonry and swear to defend it for the rest of my life.”

"Yes, we are Freemasons!" Several people around took off their masks and swore in unison: "We will swear to the death to defend the glory of this place!"

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