The Pirate Garen

Seven days have passed since the Creek Pirates were destroyed.

A naval warship flying the flag of Seagull Wrench raised its sails and sailed at full speed towards the main island of the original Creek territory.

Smoker stood at the bow of the ship and looked ahead. The thick cigar smoke covered his gloomy expression, but made the tense and heavy atmosphere even more depressing.

Originally, after dealing with the corrupt navy of the Sixteen Branches of the East China Sea, Smoker was going to go home and return to Rogge Town to guard the sea.

But before he could set off in the future, he heard an extremely shocking news through the navy's intelligence system:

The Creek Pirates, the largest pirate group in the East China Sea, was destroyed, and a knight named Galen became the new ruler of that lawless land.

After hearing the news, Smoker turned the bow of the ship without saying a word, and sailed straight to the sea area where the original Creek territory was located.

"Are you there yet?"

Smoker didn't know how many times he turned his head and shouted loudly.

With that gloomy face and irritable tone, the navigator accompanying the army was frightened into a cold sweat every time he answered Smoker.

"Colonel Smoker, calm down."

Dashiqi stood in front of Smoker without fear, blocking Smoker's oppressive nameless fire for his colleagues.

She comforted in a soft voice:

"In the information we received, it didn't say that Senior Galen became a pirate!"

"snort!"

Smoker exhaled a large cloud of smoke from his nose and mouth in a very inconspicuous manner, and said angrily:

"Run to the pirate's lair to occupy the land and become the king, isn't this what a pirate is?"

"Wait a few more days, maybe I can see his reward order!"

"impossible!"

Da Siqi, who is usually soft-tempered like a little rabbit, confronted his boss tit-for-tat in a slightly sullen tone at this moment:

"A man who can use that kind of upright and awe-inspiring sword art will definitely not degenerate into a pirate!"

Dashiqi paused, and then said her short but powerful heartfelt voice: "I believe him."

There was no doubt or hesitation in her eyes.

Smoker didn't speak, just smoked quietly.

After a while, he said slowly in a stern tone:

"It's better as you think."

"Otherwise, I will definitely kill him with my own hands."

The warship sailed for another period of time, and the large deep-water harbor on the main island of the former Creek Territory finally caught the eyes of the navy.

This place is a bit busier than it used to be when Creek was here, with all kinds of fishing boats and cargo ships coming and going, almost filling up the incomparably wide port.

And Smoker's attention was all attracted by those warships:

The warships left by the Creek Pirates stood in the harbor like mountains, and the sail turrets were stretched out in a row. None of the warships was smaller than the ship of his captain.

"Such a large scale, such ample firepower"

Smoker's eyes became more serious:

"Galen has a lot of schemes!"

Hearing the conspiracy theory uttered by her boss, Da Siqi once again stood up without flinching:

"Colonel Smoker, don't make assumptions about Senior Galen!"

"There is no pirate flag flying on these warships!"

Smoker was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then he noticed that there were no black flags on those mighty large battleships;

They flew a banner Smoker had never seen before:

With a pure white background, the pattern in the middle is a dazzling golden lightsaber falling from the sky.

With such a color scheme and pattern, the flag does not have the slightest sense of terror of the Pirate Flag, but is full of justice and light.

This is the banner designed by Galen himself——

In fact, it is the skill icon of Galen's ultimate move in the game.

Seeing such a banner, Smoker's mentality stabilized a little:

At least Galen hasn't blatantly raised any pirate flag yet.

But after experiencing many anti-corruption actions, Smoker no longer trusts the superficial justice as before;

With the worst plan in mind, Smoker ordered all his naval soldiers to prepare for battle before landing on the island.

He even ordered the warship to rush into the harbor and kill the pier in a rush to land on the beach.

And the reaction of the unknown militants on the pier is also worthy of Smoker's suspicion:

From the moment they saw the flag of the naval warship, many people picked up their weapons in surprise.

Get closer, and you can clearly hear what they shouted:

"It's not good! The navy is coming!"

Hearing such obviously hostile words, Smoker's expression immediately became serious.

Before the warship stopped, Smoker turned into a puff of smoke and flew in front of the flustered militants.

A young militant gripped his musket nervously, and pointed the gun at Smoker fearfully.

This is already a blatant act of hostility, and the word "pirate" is almost written on the face.

Smoker's mood suddenly sank to the bottom, and the hand that was clenching the weapon suddenly increased its strength, until his veins burst and his joints turned white.

But Smoker hadn't hit anyone before he slapped the "pirate" hard on the back of the head.

A man with the appearance of a small cadre slapped his palm heavily, causing the "pirate" to stagger from left to right, and said angrily:

"You still think of yourself as a pirate?"

"You are now a legal employee of Lord Galen!"

"Lord Galen has emphasized many times that the navy soldiers are all friendly troops! If the navy is visiting, you must treat them well!"

The small cadre handed over the young man's gun and scolded him bloody:

"You bastard! What do you want to do by pointing the gun at the friendly army?"

"Apologize to me!"

Then, Smoker looked at the scene that he had never imagined with a look of astonishment:

The young man whom he regarded as a pirate ran up to him respectfully, bowed and apologized, and he shrank back into the team tremblingly until he nodded.

"What's happening here?"

Smoker asked in surprise.

The young cadre immediately replied enthusiastically:

"Hi Admiral!"

"That guy used to be one of Klick's subordinates. Those old pirates haven't reformed their minds yet."

"When I go back this time, I have to let him write a few political reports and ideological reviews!"

When dealing with the captives of the Creek pirates, Gallente opened up a special channel for them to "prove their innocence"——

That is to let those pirates take the initiative to sign up for the "Great Sword Evil Degree Testing Ceremony".

As long as they can pass the approval of the sword of justice, those pirates can regain their freedom.

And the consequences of a test failure are self-evident.

There are not many pirates who dare to sign up for the test, given Galen's previous performance of killing dozens of villains with a big move;

But there are also more than 300 pirate soldiers who can be said to be unstained from the mud, and their evil degree is less than 30%. They have passed the harsh review and become legal employees of Galen.

Smoker roughly understood the identity of the young man, but asked very puzzled:

"Political report, ideological review."

"What are these things?"

The small cadre smiled, and explained in detail:

"Sir, you may not know:"

"Our leader, Lord Galen, has the amazing ability to distinguish between good and evil!"

"Only good people with low levels of evil can serve as cadres in the organization."

"Each level of position has a corresponding evil level requirement."

"this"

Smoker was too surprised to speak:

He did know that Galen had a sword technique that could distinguish between good and evil, but he didn't expect Galen to use this trick as a means of ideological assessment for the troops.

And the small cadre's answer is not over yet:

"As for the so-called political report and ideological review."

"That is the magic weapon taught by our lord Galen to reduce the level of evil!"

"Is it useful to write those things?"

asked Smoker very suspiciously.

There are similar brainwashing methods in the navy, but they are much simpler in comparison.

Moreover, judging from Smoker's experience, the clumsy method of writing two self-criticisms and copying the military regulations does not work at all.

"certainly."

The little cadre said solemnly:

"Master Galen once said:"

"It's better to do it than to do it well. If you say a lot, you will believe it."

"Not only do we have political reports and ideological reviews, but we also regularly hold—"

He opened his mouth and uttered a series of fresh terms that made Smoker dizzy:

"Democratic life meeting, criticism and self-criticism meeting, justice spirit study class"