Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 212

Two months later.

The great waterway, Baldigo, the island of white soil, is a strip of yellow sand and turbulent rocks. The mineral veins and water sources in this place are on the verge of exhaustion. At first glance, they are buildings that seem to be half-buried by wind and sand.

It was an earth-yellow building complex. From a distance, it seemed to be surrounded by mounds and bunkers of varying heights. Inside were rotten and unimaginable building remains, exposed on the outside on the rusty steel shelf as rough as possible. The iron sheet and the tent are welded together, and there is a bright light coming out from the back of the tent.

In the wind and sand, there are soldiers with cloth towels wrapped in their hair covering their mouths and goggles on their faces. All of them are carrying flintlock rifles on their shoulders. Some unified letters can be vaguely seen on the back. The translation is about It means “revolution”.

On the top floor of the building, in a room where the window was sealed and welded with iron, the burning tobacco was pinched out to reveal the stubble on the cheeks. He coughed twice and said in a dry voice: “Alex’s cadre has passed There has been no news for 2 months. It is likely that something unexpected happened.”

A man sitting on the corner of the table sighed: “Alex? A small country in the East China Sea. I remember that country seems to have a leaning attitude toward our revolutionary army.”

“There has been no information for two months, I am afraid it is dead,” the revolutionary cadre standing in the corner interrupted, his voice slightly indifferent.

There was a brief silence, and there was a trace of grief in the suppressed atmosphere. It was normal for the revolutionary army to hear the news of the death of a companion lurking outside.

bass!

The burning match ignited the tobacco and took a sip in his mouth again. The man who started talking looked at the smoke in front of him: “The world government regards our revolutionary army as a thorn in the flesh. Although we overthrew the rule of some countries, it is far from enough. In order to shake the rule of the world government, Alex is one of the very few countries that may have a tendency towards our revolutionary army…”

“So what’s the information received recently?”

“Alex seems to have undergone a coup. The prime ministers who had been close to our revolutionary army were liquidated and imprisoned. They were accused of colluding with the revolutionary army and rebelling against the party, but now it is impossible to determine whether the cadres of the revolutionary army were really exposed, or It’s just an excuse for the coup. All of this cannot be determined, but there seems to be a shadow of the navy behind this. Moreover, some intelligence has been transmitted back from the East China Sea recently, all of which vaguely point to a name and have a close connection with the navy. This makes me very Care, so,” he pinched out his cigarette butt and said solemnly to the two cadres in the corner: “Dio, Mick, I need you two to go to the East China Sea. There are two things to figure out.”

In the corner, two men, one tall and one short, stood up from the roots of the wall. The tall one looked unusually burly, and the bones all over his body made the sound of rock colliding, while the short one seemed to hide in the dark, and the surrounding light seemed strangely dim. Some.

“The first thing is to find out the truth of the Alex incident; the second thing is a naval organization recently established in the East China Sea…”

“Navy Club?”

With a cigar dangling from his mouth, gray smoke came out of his nostrils and blown towards his short silver hair. The black windproof lens mirrored a navy club card. He flicked it lightly, and the card was weirdly suspended. Rotating in mid-air, circles of white smoke are strangely wrapped around the card.

Smogg, the natural smoke fruit ability, is directly affiliated to the colonel of the headquarters. He is stationed at the far edge of the East China Sea, which is the entrance to the great waterway. The town of Rogge, a place known as the beginning and end place.

“What’s the problem with this navy club? Colonel Smaller?” Dasqi gently pressed her old-fashioned glasses with her fingertips.

“A club of the East China Sea Navy, its members are basically the navy colonels of each branch. Theoretically speaking, it belongs to a private organization within the Navy. It does not violate the terms of the Navy. There is no problem, but…” Smogg’s tone paused a little. After a pause, the smoke immediately condensed into the palm of his hand in mid-air. He clamped the card with two fingers, and smiled: “I have been in Rogge Town for a long time. It’s a bit boring. I want to go out and get some breath.”

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It has been nearly two months since the death of Colonel Fabigan. The Navy Club held a funeral for Colonel Fabigan and the navy soldiers who died. At the same time, the number of members of the Navy Club has exceeded 70, which means nearly half. The East China Sea Navy branch has joined the club, and Yarlin’s reputation in the entire club is also increasing.

The club’s constitution has become more complete, and the criteria for membership have begun to become stricter. Club members have changed from an application system to a recommendation system, that is, new members must be recommended by old members and pass the club’s review. You can join with the consent of 5 or more secondary members.

It is worth mentioning that because of the deaths of Foubigan and Hati, the second-level membership was once reduced to only 5 members. Fortunately, some members’ points reached and passed the review, and they were promoted from the first-level member to Second-level members, and by coincidence, three of the five newly promoted second-level members are colonels rescued by Yarlin. Out of gratitude and trust in Yarlin, they treat Yarlin. Every time any move proposed was voted in favor at the meeting without hesitation.

The seemingly democratic voting system and the loose club organization have begun to gradually approach Yallin’s own words, and the structure and class of the internal organization are also approaching and improving step by step in accordance with Yallin’s vision, starting from looseness. Closely approach, starting from a platform of interest exchange to a collective of interest binding to complete the transition.

The 153 branch of the Navy Club.

In the innermost cell of the prison, Lipa holds a flat-bottomed bowl in his hand, and the spoon in his hand scoops out gruel and feeds it to Colonel Monka who is lying on the bed.

After feeding the last porridge, Lipa got up with a bowl and was about to walk outside. Suddenly, Monka’s eyelids trembled slightly, Lipa’s face was stunned, and she stood still and stared at the same place. Mengka opened his eyes suddenly, and the bowl in his hand smashed to the ground with a click.

Deep breathing, dry and hoarse voice is like a serious injury to the throat: “You are… Ripa, where am I?”

“Colonel Monka, are you awake?” Lipa squatted down and picked up the broken bowl on the ground to hide the shock on his face. Knuckles clutched the edge of a broken bowl because of excessive force. The entire finger was a weird bluish white.