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Medland Glory Calendar December 30th.

Late, eight o'clock.

In the southwest waters of Jiasijia Island, a huge fleet is neatly arranged on the sea.

Thousands of ships, large and small, occupy the sea area of ​​tens of miles.

Battleships, large cruisers, fast cruisers, fast frigates and other warships are arranged in two geese-like arrays on the periphery, like a bracket, escorting hundreds of large troop carriers and logistics ships in the middle.

The commander-in-chief of the local fleet of the Ice Sea Kingdom, Admiral Durinde, wearing a full uniform, stood on the bow of the beloved flagship, the first-class heavy battleship "Marine Authority", frowning and drinking sour lemonade.

The water is not fresh, it has been stuffy in the tank of the water ship for half a month, with an unpleasant smell of wood and decay.

The cook on the boat was a bit cruel, and he squeezed the juice of at least two lemons in a sip of water. The taste of this glass of lemonade has become even more ‘stimulating’!

Durinde gritted his teeth and poured the ‘wonderful’ lemonade little by little.

In the early days when the mainland of Medland escaped from darkness and ignorance and began to ask for resources from the sea, ‘sepsis’, or ‘scurvy’, caused a large number of sailors’ deaths. Sometimes, due to this terrible disease, a large-scale fleet may cause all sailors and soldiers to die of illness, and the entire fleet may become a ‘ghost ship’.

The Royal Academy of Sciences of the Durham Empire is still somewhat capable.

The navy of the Durham Empire is so weak that it is not worth mentioning... but they clearly pointed out that the lack of fresh fruits and vegetables is the only cause of ‘septicemia’.

Conveniently stored lemons have thus become an indispensable strategic material for the navies and commercial fleets of various countries.

From this point of view, the Durham Empire has made great contributions to the maritime cause of Medland.

"Unfortunately, your navy is too weak... and, lemon juice is really, too ugly."

Durinde frowned and handed the cup to the orderly soldier behind him.

He folded his hands, stretched his brows, and looked at the majestic ships near the'Marine Authority'.

It’s nightfall, the sailors on the naval battleship, perfectly in accordance with the naval regulations, put out almost all the lights, everyone stayed in the cabin, sleeping ~www.ltnovel.com~ or writing letters, no matter what they were doing, deck Except for the sentinel and the officer on duty, no redundant figures can be seen.

Durinde's gaze fell on the troop carrier protected by the navy ship in the center of the huge fleet.

His brows suddenly wrinkled tightly.

The lights on the five hundred large troop carriers were brightly lit, and several miles away, he could hear the noises, noises, shouts of the army soldiers with their teeth and claws, and occasionally the terrible howls and crying far away. Came.

You don't need to witness it with your own eyes. Durinde knew what was happening on the troop carriers.

Alcoholism, gambling, fighting, even military bullying, and even more terrible things...

The Ice Sea Kingdom is a typical sea power country. The navy is the sharpest sword and sword of the empire, and it is the most powerful force of the empire-‘all the elites of the empire will join the navy.’ This is not empty talk.

In Durind's home fleet, even the lowest-ranking trainee sailors have completed at least three years of primary education. After joining the home fleet, they will have to receive follow-up education and strict military training in the navy.

And the army on the troop carrier...

Land ruffians, rogues, gangsters, gangsters, robbers, kidnappers, pickpockets, liars...In short, all the villains you can imagine have been ordered by the empire to be incorporated into the army.

In the Kingdom of Ice and Sea, the army is synonymous with ‘cannon fodder’, and their only use is to serve as a watchdog for the navy’s housekeeping on land conquered by the navy.

Watchdog, of course, the more brutal the better.

Under such guiding ideology, one can imagine what virtue is the army of the Ice Sea Kingdom.

Just where Durinde could see, two large troop carriers leaned side by side. Between the two ships less than twenty feet apart, a wide springboard was used to build a small ten feet platform.

Two naked Army soldiers, with strips of linen wrapped around their fists, were roaring, you punched me and punched on the small platform.

With heavy blows on the head, the two army soldiers had been battered. The rough linen cloth wraps the fist, and the lethality of this cloth can be compared with a blunt knife under a heavy blow.

A large part of the skin on their faces was scraped off, and their upper bodies were stained red with blood.

On the decks of the two troop carriers, hundreds of army soldiers roared loudly. From time to time, the sound of coins slammed along with the sea breeze.

They are gambling!

This group of **** villains... Durinde sneered at the adjutant around his back with his hands behind his back: "Fortunately, they are not my soldiers, otherwise, I will hang them in the muzzle and fly them one by one."

The adjutant next to Durinde, a handsome rear admiral, also wore a full set of neat uniforms with his hands on his back, and smiled calmly: "Your Excellency, the glorious Navy, there will be no such scum."

Durinde smiled and shook his head. He looked down at the sea below the battleship.

In the deep sea, a streamlined, nearly one-mile-long black shadow was quietly suspended in the sea.

Durinde knocked **** the guardrail in front of him and made a crisp sound of ‘ding ding’: “Dear Sir Henrak, today’s moonlight is good, can you help me get some tender and delicious supper?”

There were slight ripples on the surface of the sea.

After a few breaths, a water tank was thick and thin, the whole body was gray and white, and it made up for countless purple-red spots, and there were countless plate-sized suction cups. In the suction cup mouth, there were sharp **** raised arms and legs protruding out of the sea water. .

On the sucker of the arm and foot, a bluefin tuna that was more than ten feet long was furiously shaking its tail, but it was sucked on the sucker, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

A long cry came from the depths of the sea.

Du Linde and his adjutant smiled, such a big bluefin tuna, but a treasure!

"Ha, my dear Lord Henruck, when I return to the Empire, I will invite you to eat tender veal... Well, I hope that this time, we will have enough harvest. If I don’t stain, I will buy you a meal, and I will be bankrupt ."

Durinde smiled brightly.

The long cry came from the depths of the sea again, and waves more than a foot high appeared on the surface of the sea.

Durinde clapped his hands, and several sturdy sailors rushed up quickly, and they quickly untied the big fish from Henrak's arms and legs.

A medium-sized logistics ship approached the'Marine Authority' when it came out of the water. On the deck, a group of logistic sailors took the big fish. On a dedicated platform on the deck of the logistic ship, the big fish was bled, opened, and handled cleanly.

Durinde leaned on the guardrail, smiling and watching the sailors on the logistics ship busy.

"Prepare us a delicious sashimi, and you can share the rest."

Durinde and his adjutant are looking forward to the next delicious and fresh snack. On Durinde's wrist, on a thin blue metal chain, a thumb-sized conch screamed softly. .

Durinde frowned, he looked at his adjutant, and the two of them strode forward at the same time and rushed towards the captain's room on the battleship.

The captain's room of the Marine Authority is very spacious, enough to accommodate more than ten people.

In the captain's room full of various charts, an old bronze mirror is hung in the middle of a wall. The bronze mirror six feet high and three feet wide is dimly obscured. If you look at it carefully, there is nothing unusual about this bronze mirror; but if you take a glimpse from the corner of your eye, you will find , In this bronze mirror, there seemed to be countless figures flickering at any time.

Durinde came to the front of the bronze mirror. He glanced at his adjutant and said helplessly: "I hate dealing with these things...but...well, this is my duty."

Durinde frowned, took out a sharp small dagger, and gently cut his right index finger.

A drop of blood oozes out, and Dulinde smears the blood on the bronze mirror.

A faint light was emitted from the bronze mirror, and a complicated badge flashed past. Durinde and his adjutant had already seen the badge.

"The message from the Embassy of the Empire in Durham?" Durinde muttered in a low voice, "So, is it an order from His Highness George?"

A blurry, distorted figure emerged in the bronze mirror.

Accompanied by sharp, ambiguous babbles, accompanied by weird fluctuations that shake people's soul and restlessness~www.ltnovel.com~ Lines of twisted blood characters slowly ooze out of the bronze mirror.

"Before the start of the war, organize an elite assault team to raid the home of Rittal, the chairman of the Seven-member Committee of Tulum Port?"

"Kill Liya, the mistress of the Rittal family, and hide her body in the house of Frederick, a member of the Derren Empire?"

"Well, this operation was supported by a dark line inserted by the embassy next to Frederick?"

Durinde and his adjutant glanced at each other.

"Is this to provoke a dispute between the place of the Durham Empire and the royal family?" Durinde frowned: "It seems that it is a good idea... If the Tulum Port area is left unrest before the war breaks out, then It’s good for us."

Durinde's adjutant lowered his voice: "Furthermore, the Rittal family's wealth should be very rich."

Durinde glanced at his adjutant: "Dear Mr. Dex, please pay attention to your identity, you are a glorious navy..."

Adjutant Major General Dex smiled: "But, General, the children have been bored on the ship for many days... I think that in order to maintain morale, they should be given an extra allowance."

Du Linde squinted his eyes: "How many people do you think should be in this commando team?"

Dexth chuckled and shook his head: "A hillbilly aristocrat in Tulum Harbour, how powerful can they be? A full-stretched Marine Corps battalion should be enough, right?"

Durinde smiled: "Then, the landing point is..."

Dix walked to a full map of Tulum Harbor, and put his finger heavily on the map.

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