Chapter 7 Farewell
Half a day later.
Boxes of supplies and baggage were loaded onto the warships under the orders of their superiors.
The sailors from the headquarters were happily carrying all kinds of supplies, and they were busy.
The freshest fruits, dried meat and canned food with fat and lean skin, and even the best cigarettes and whiskey... They had never seen such a rich naval branch from the headquarters of the navy, and they thoroughly felt the enthusiasm of their colleagues from the North Sea Navy.
Dorag stood on the deck, smiling and sighing:
"The soldiers of the North Sea are so polite..."
He took out a bag of senbei from the cargo, tore it open and ate it with big mouthfuls, making a crisp sound.
"Brother Dorag, don't be corrupted by Darren, the sinister guy."
Gion raised his eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction.
"How could that be? I am a navy man with firm faith."
Drag laughed, and then he took out a box of cigars from another box of goods, took out a cigar, lit it, and smoked it happily, squinting his eyes in comfort.
Gion:...
Her pearly teeth bit her lower lip:
"Darren, that bastard!!"
Brother Dorag is the most dazzling genius and representative in the navy. As the blood of a "hero", he is naturally a halo, and coupled with his unique, innate gentle leadership temperament, he has earned a very good reputation in the navy.
He is a star general who is unanimously determined by the top leaders of the Navy Headquarters to be a navy admiral!
Gion cannot tolerate such a perfect person being infected by Darren's decadent and corrupt lifestyle.
"Major Gion, it is not a good habit to say bad things about others behind their backs."
Darren stepped onto the deck of the warship step by step, with a steady step, looking at Gion with a smile.
Gion snorted coldly, turned his head away, but did not speak.
"What's wrong, don't you salute when you see your superior?"
Darren smiled.
Gion's face choked, she turned around and saluted reluctantly.
"Brigadier General Darren."
He turned around and left.
Dorag touched the stubble on his chin, looked at Darren and Gion with interest, and thought that the relationship between the two was a bit strange...
"Gion's personality is like this, but she is good at talking. It can be seen that she still recognizes you."
Dorag looked at Darren and said with a smile.
Darren shrugged and smiled indifferently:
"It doesn't matter, I don't take it to heart."
Dorag nodded and smiled again:
"How is it, you are about to leave Beihai where you have lived for so many years, how do you feel?"
Darren also lit a cigar for himself, his face calm.
"People always have to look forward. Besides, I'm not going to come back forever."
"You are quite open-minded." Dorag smiled and shook his head.
"Set sail!!!"
At this time, the loud voice of the messenger sounded, rippling between the sky and the sea.
The rusty black anchor was dragged out of the sea, bringing out pieces of water.
As the magnificent and huge sails rose, the black word "justice" was suddenly bulged, and the warship made a low muffled sound and began to move slowly, sailing out of the 321st branch's military port.
At the railing on the side of the ship, Kaji let out a sad wail like a pig being slaughtered, and waved his hands vigorously at the port with tears on his face.
"Goodbye!!"
"Ms. Maria, Ms. Yui, Ms. Natsume, Ms. Ayaka... and Mrs. Lor, Mrs. Scully, Mrs. Fix... Take good care of yourselves when I'm not around! Remember to write to me!!"
"I will never forget you!!"
Darren:...
Dragon:...
"That... Major Kaji has always been so... um, emotional?"
Dragon asked with a twitch in his mouth, watching the scene in a daze.
Darren rubbed his temple with a headache and nodded with a mask of pain.
Then they saw Gion, with a black line on his head, walked over murderously, grabbed Kaji's neck directly, and dragged him back to the deck crying.
The warship sailed out of the port.
Darren stood at the bow with his back to the 321st branch, smoking silently.
"I'm leaving soon, don't you want to say goodbye to everyone?"
Dragon walked to his side and asked with a smile.
Darren shook his head,
"No need."
His life motto is to always move forward and never look back.
He has been doing this for the past ten years, and he believes that his future life will continue to be like this.
"But they don't think so."
Darren smiled and patted Darren on the shoulder, then turned around and walked into the cabin.
"By the way, Darren, the next voyage is up to you."
Before Darren understood what Darren said, a hoarse roar suddenly exploded from the port of the 321 branch behind him.
"Everyone!"
"Ready..."
Boom boom boom boom!!
Countless deafening cannon sounds came from afar, resounding through the sky.
Darren was startled.
He pursed his lips and slowly turned around.
I saw that the port of the 321 branch was filled with densely packed navy at some point.
They spontaneously formed a vast military square, which looked like layers of blue and white ocean from a distance, with red eyes and excited expressions.
The flying squirrel, wearing a colonel's cape, stood at the front of the group.
He stood there with his head held high, raised his hand to take off his military cap, took a deep breath, and shouted with all his strength:
"Salute!!!"
After the words fell, tens of thousands of naval officers and soldiers in the North Sea raised their arms in unison, level with their eyebrows, and the force was so swift that it even caused a large sound of wind and thunder.
They stared at the tall figure in the distance with burning eyes, and some of them had already burst into tears.
The world suddenly became dead silent.
Darren was stunned there, and a complex arc gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Really..."
He murmured in a low voice.
He raised his head suddenly, his posture was as straight as a javelin.
Salute!
A smile appeared on the face of the flying squirrel, and he waved his hand neatly.
Boom! !
On the artillery, warships, and military fortresses, countless heavy artillery spewed out flames.
The sky was filled with salutes, and brilliant colors bloomed in the sky.
"Farewell Admiral Darren!!"
"Farewell Admiral Darren!!"
"..."
The shouts of moving mountains and filling the sea surrounded the sky and the sea, and it lasted for a long time.
Amid the farewell of countless naval officers and soldiers in the North Sea, the warship quickly disappeared in the distant sea.
Darren didn't put down his hand until the outline of the 321 branch completely became a black dot on the sea.
He took a deep puff of cigarette, suppressed the uneasy emotions in his heart, and walked slowly into the cabin.
"Major General Dorag, our route arrangement..."
He was stunned before he finished speaking, with a black line on his head.
I saw Dorag lying on the floor without any manners, snoring like thunder, and a bubble in his mouth that kept expanding and contracting with his breathing.
Darren was silent for a while, and laughed dumbly.
He finally knew what Dorag meant by that sentence just now.
Darren shook his head and looked out the window at the outside world.
The warship sailed into the distance, sailing on the undulating blue sea.
The white seagull leaped from the mast, spread its wings, cut through the blue sky, and flew into the distance defiantly.
He clenched his fists.
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I ask for everything, and I am grateful.