Chapter 605: Mermaid and Pirate (1/2)
If Keith Longfellow wanted to take someone or something out of the sea, it would be difficult to fail, and it was the same this time.
Facing the muzzle of the black holes, without even having to make a decision by Ronald himself, his adjutant had walked over and held down Ronald, who might make impulsive actions.
But in fact, the adjutant was too worried.
Ronald closed his eyes vigorously, and then said nothing, he turned abruptly and walked down the deck to check the condition of the sailors who had been rescued.
And Case didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, so he put a ridiculous arc on the corner of his lips, and then slowly sailed away with his own fleet, so that Ronald had no chance to go after him.
It was not until the count was completed and it was determined that everyone except Eve returned safely, Ronald returned to his command room, then beat the table hard, then buried his head in his hands, secretly Swearing at his incompetence.
When the adjutant saw Ronald's appearance, he was a little relieved.
In fact, this is also the idea of all the naval forces on the entire navy ship-there should be no women on the sailing ships, not to mention that it is a mermaid that will bring bad luck to the sailors.
Ronald's fleet has also begun to return. In the far sea, on the Black Hawk, Chief Officer Ferred is holding a long telescope and looking for something in the direction of Ronald's ship.
After seeing their movements clearly, Fred put away the binoculars, and at the same time turned his head in a leisurely tone and said to their heroic Captain Case: ”As expected, Ronald is carrying His people have returned, and it seems that he is completely ready to give up the little mermaid we put on.”
Case put his legs up on his desk, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Fred: ”Why, you are also interested in that mermaid?”
Although Case’s tone seemed the same, Fred, who had been following Case for a long time, still inexplicably noticed a trace of danger, and he immediately changed his words: “No, not at all, Captain.”
In order to show that he was serious, Fred even stood upright and straightened his thick chest.
Case snorted softly, and then suddenly threw a roll of something on Fred's body: ”How long will you stay on my boat? Go back to your own Muse!”
Ferris caught what Case threw over, then looked down, but it was the address written on a piece of parchment?
Ferris looked at Case with some confusion, but after a dangerous look from Case, he suddenly haha and ran away.
Easily dragging the rope back to his Muse from the Black Hawk, Ferris took out the parchment again, stared at the address on it, looked at it, and then touched it. Touching his chin, it seemed that he could barely understand the meaning of his captain.
So, not long after, from the first mate of the Seahawks fleet came the destination of all of them today-they have to go around a large circle, and then go to the site of that Ronald Brigadier General. stroll.
At this moment, Keith Longfellow, who had been sitting in his captain’s room with no image, suddenly took out a trophy of his operation from the drawer of the table—one was well-made and inlaid with one. Dagger with huge red gems.