I'm about to become an immortal, do you want me to be a prince?

Chapter 368 Let me emphasize again, Lanxiang Technical School, yyds!

East China Sea.

Xue Shu stood on the bow with a serious face and looked at the busy sailors below.

The composition of these sailors is complex.

In addition to the people from the Land of Fire, the Land of Toyo, and Nagato, there are also people from Ryukyu, Silla, Baekje, and Goguryeo.
For these people, the concept of "country" has almost disappeared.

The only thing they recognize is that whoever gives food is the father!

It's that simple.

With the continuous expansion and expansion of the four major fleets over the years, many indigenous people in the East China Sea who could no longer survive were willing to sell themselves to the fleet as slave labor.

Even some natives on the island had to become slave labor after being conquered by the fleet.

Fortunately, the management of the fleet still has rules and regulations, and these slave laborers will not be slave labor for the rest of their lives.

As long as you don't make any big mistakes, it's still possible to mix up a formal preparation after a while.

Of course, if there are upward channels, there are upward channels. Don’t expect the upper management to take slave labor too seriously before you have done meritorious service.

Sometimes in the event of a war, those who should be used as cannon fodder, the people above will never be merciful.

The lawless place overseas is just so cruel.

The only good thing is that at least the people in the SF fleet have rules.

Unlike those chaotic pirates, this place can at least accommodate the weak.

Rather than being like the pirates, the weak who have no use value will only be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

After all, their food is not as sufficient as the SF fleet, and they cannot afford to support idlers.

As for SF Express, although life is a little bit hard sometimes, at least under the protection of SF Express, there is no need to worry about being attacked at any time, or being thrown into the sea to feed sharks.

It is also a shelter.

Especially when Xue Shu and others took out white flour steamed buns as rations for them.

These East China Sea natives were immediately proud of being part of the SF fleet.

And work very hard to perform well, and strive to get an excellent evaluation in the internal upgrade assessment.

Because those who have received excellent reviews have pork to eat.

This is why Xue Shu dared to use these people as cannon fodder.

I have food, or high-grade food, you don't want it, some people want it.

Well, it's that crazy.

Anyway, in the East China Sea, human life is not valuable.

Sometimes a scumbag can change a life.

Not to mention SF's white flour steamed buns and delicious pork.

Some people are willing to sacrifice their lives.

"Boss Xue, you're almost ready, when are you leaving?"

"Uncle Niu, are you going too?"

Xue Shu looked at Niu Dehua's haggard and old face, and said worriedly.

Niu Dehua was supposed to retire because of his age.

Li Mu has also arranged for him to retreat, and he can return to the Central Plains to enjoy his old age at any time.

But he insisted on staying in Donghai repeatedly, saying that he was reluctant to part with the old brothers here.

In the end, there was no other way, Li Mu had no choice but to let him retreat behind the scenes, and not let him continue to go to the front line to do his best.

"Mr. Xue, don't chase me away. I just want to follow everyone to see it again. If I don't go this time, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future."

"But."

"Don't be so, while I can still hold a knife, look at Lao Zhang, who is lying in a wheelchair now, not to mention holding a knife, even boarding a boat can't do it, do you want me to regret it too? "

"No, I'm just afraid that you might make a mistake, Uncle Niu."

"I'm so afraid, our SF fleet has won every battle, so how could we make a mistake?"

"That"

"Don't do this and that, just accept me, I really won't be able to get on a boat or go to sea in two years, you want me to regret it for the rest of my life?"

Xue Shu frowned and thought for a while, finally he could only choose to nod with a wry smile.

Looking at Niu Dehua who was getting older year by year, Xue Shu felt a little pain in his heart.

Back then, we fought against Tiele together, fought side by side on the Hunyi River, and lived and died together.

Later, they fought overseas and sailed the sea together with the fleet, and their footprints were found in the entire East China Sea.

All the memories seem to have happened yesterday, but they seem to be getting farther and farther away.

I want to catch it, but I can't.

Xue Shu suddenly hugged Niu Dehua fiercely, and cried out in a crying voice, "Uncle Niu."

Niu Dehua patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Why are you crying, you are a big shot now, Donghai Killing God, it's not good for people to see!"

Looking at the wrinkles on Niu Dehua's face that grew more and more year after year, Xue Shu suddenly felt sad again.

It has to be said that overseas places are exposed to wind and sun all year round, which can easily make people old.

If Niu Dehua had chosen to return to the Central Plains to enjoy his old age, he might not have aged so quickly.

Patting Niu Dehua on the back, Xue Shu said, "Then Uncle Niu will go with him, but remember not to go to the front line."

"I know, I know, I still want to live for a few more years. I haven't returned to the Central Plains for a long time. To be honest, I still miss it."

"Then after finishing this job, I'll have someone send you back?"

"Just send me away in such a hurry?"

"Isn't it because you are afraid that your health is not good? After all, the climate here is not as good as that in the Central Plains."

"Okay, okay, don't nag like a mother-in-law. After returning to the voyage this time, I will take the initiative to tell Duke Jingyang to go back to the Central Plains, okay."

"That's the best."

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

The two smiled at each other.

After appeasing Niu Dehua, Xue Shu went to the deck and roared.

"Captains of all departments gather!"

Immediately, a herald began to run around to deliver the order.

"The chief captain has an order, the captains of all departments gather!"

"The chief captain has an order, the captains of all departments gather!"

In addition to the title of "Executive Director of the East China Sea Branch of SF Express", Xue Shu also holds the title of "Captain" of Qinglong and Baihu.

This "captain" is the position of the leader of a military unit and has the right to command operations.

Under the "General Captain" there are "Big Captain", "Squadron Leader" and "Small Captain".

The Shun fleet is managed layer by layer by these captains, and it is these captains who carry out orders and command operations during combat.

Every captain has gone through many baptisms to get to where he is today. It can be said that he has very rich combat experience.

He is also familiar with the operation of ships, and knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

It can be said that each of them is a rare talent.

SF Express also spent a lot of effort in cultivating these talents.

After nearly ten years of accumulation, it is not easy to have such a small talent pool along the way.

Fortunately, Li Mu's current Lanxiang Technical School has also begun to step into the formal order, which can basically guarantee the continuous output of talents.

Lanxiang Technical School does not only teach the operation of excavators.

Nautical skills are also compulsory.

So, Lanxiang Technical School, yyds!

"Report to the captain, the assembly is complete!"

Looking at the team captains standing neatly on the deck.

Xue Shu nodded in satisfaction, and then held a simple mobilization meeting.

Finally, he raised the horizontal knife in his hand and let out a loud roar.

"Set off--"

(End of this chapter)