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

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Soon, under the leadership of Hai Bing, Yan was successfully helped to the door of the dormitory.

And Hai Bing seemed to understand something at this moment, and put the pole back into Yan's hand, watching Yan and Gion enter the dormitory with envious eyes.

Sir Yann is really strong, even with a bandage on, and dripping, it doesn't diminish his charm at all.

The middle-aged sea soldier murmured, unable to understand the situation in front of him.

This kind of routine that arouses the other party's pity and thus succeeds, this middle-aged sailor has never been more proficient in using it.

Men know men best.

Therefore, the middle-aged sailor quickly understood Ion's intentions. After watching Ian and Gion enter, he did not forget to close the door for them and stood guard outside the door to ensure that no one would disturb Ion and Gion. garden.

However, to the surprise of the middle-aged sea soldier, the door opened again not long after.

And that strange and charming female officer came out with wet eyes, gently wiped away her tears, and said.

Yan, I didn't expect you to be this kind of man.

No, it's not, Gion. Ian explained.

Stop talking, Ian, I must report to the Navy Headquarters, and I must let all the Navy know about it. Gion gritted his teeth and said.

Don't, don't do this to Gion. Yaen begged in surprise.

No, Ian, it's useless even if you stop me. The justice in my heart does not allow me to hide this kind of thing...

Immediately, Gion said to the middle-aged navy beside him. Go and help your parent official, it's not convenient for him to stand up.

After the middle-aged sea soldier stared blankly and nodded, Gion hurried away with his slender legs.

For a long time, the middle-aged sea soldier was still in a state of deep thought, unable to digest the huge amount of information.

However, in general, it is probably that Chief Yann has played out, and it is very likely that he is going to die.

After a while, the middle-aged sea soldier opened the door carefully and walked in. Looking at Yan who was sitting on the chair, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

Although Sergeant Yaen seldom shows up at ordinary times, most of the time he goes fishing or stays in the office, but he has never withheld the salaries of the soldiers.

Sir Yan, are you okay? The middle-aged sea soldier asked with concern.

Ugh……

Yan let out a long sigh, with a speechless expression.

Ian, I understand my carelessness!

After all, there are problems in this dormitory at first glance. There is no personal belongings of Yan at all, let alone any treasures hidden in private.

For this reason, under Gion's questioning, Yan could only stammer and explain that his daily life would be solved in the office, and he rarely had the opportunity to go back to the dormitory to rest.

However, Gion misunderstood him. He was completely shocked by Yaen's work without sleep and food, so that he didn't even have time to go home, and he regarded the office as his home.

Naturally, Ian, who wanted to keep a low profile in the naval system, of course refused in his heart.

However, Gion's IQ level seems to have dropped to that of a little girl in love. The more Ian says no, the more she thinks she wants it, regardless of Ian's inner feelings.

It's over!

Yaen said dejectedly, knowing that if Gion praises and publicizes it again, he is afraid that his position will not rise with the tide?

When the middle-aged sailor saw this, he couldn't help but feel more sympathetic, knowing that Chief Yann might be doomed, even if he didn't go to prison, at least his rank would be lost, so he could only comfort him.

Sir Ian, accept the reality.

Yaen sighed helplessly again, leaned on the pole and left with Luo Ji's back.

After Yaen boarded Vice Admiral Crane's battleship, he found that the naval soldiers on the battleship looked at him with a sense of awe.

Apparently, Gion has publicized Ion's deeds among the battleships.

Even Lieutenant General He, who was standing in front of him, showed a smile of approval and praised.

Captain Yan, just now I thought Gion was joking, but I did a quick investigation and found that you really stay in the office day and night.

After a pause, Lieutenant General He gave a rare thumbs up and praised. In terms of due diligence, compared with the Warring States Period, you can be said to be better than blue than blue.

The corner of Yan's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and he could only respond helplessly.

Lieutenant General He is overrated. I'm just busy and I haven't made any achievements.

However, at this moment, news spread that Ian was leaving the 521 Naval Base, and the civilians in the entire town gathered at the port in unison.

Master Yann!!!

Master Yann!!!

The civilians shouted wave after wave, full of reluctance.

Master Yan, thank you for everything you have done for us...

We won't forget you.

Lord Yaen, you must come back and have a look when you have time.

I wish you a bright future, a smooth journey, and every step of the way!

...

Captain Yan, your popularity doesn't seem like you have no achievements. Lieutenant General He said with a smile.

And Yann's heart is full of shit at the moment.

You gangsters are harming me again.

What's the use of thanking each other with gratitude? Isn't this a real test of my achievements?

Since you really don't want to part with me, then rush to the battleship to keep me, don't let the battleship leave.

In this way, under the circumstances that public opinion cannot be violated, maybe I can stay smoothly.

Actually, this doesn't mean anything, does it? Yan said with an awkward smile.

Guess? Lieutenant General He said with a smile.

...

yan.

In the end, Yaen, who knew he couldn't argue with his own words, simply waved his hand to the civilians gathered in the port, and then went back to the cabin and lay down on the pole hanging on the drip.

And the battleship also set sail and left amidst the farewell sounds of a large number of civilians, heading straight for Marin Fando.

Looking at the 521 naval base gradually going away from the window, Yaen murmured while inexplicably feeling a bit reluctant.

But, am I forgetting something?

Shouldn't it? The Revolutionary Army's affairs have been arranged in advance, and the former citizens of Frevans don't need to worry about it, and all their belongings are in Xiaojin's castle.

Should... no more?

...

At the same time, in a ward of the 521 Naval Base, Second Lieutenant Hope, who was covered in bandages and on a drip, looked out the window in confusion and murmured.

Why does it seem to be very lively today? Is it a celebration?