I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

"Hey, Ion, how is Hancock? No problem, right?"

"What's in a hurry for this old man? It was my child who was born, but it was not you who gave birth." Ion said impatiently.

"What do you **** say? That's your grandson, I told you that if something happens to your grandson, I will kill you on the spot."

"It's okay, are you free now? A lot of nonsense..."

Immediately, Ion hung up the call of the Marshal of the Warring States Period and couldn't help but curled his lips.

Since it was confirmed that Hancock was pregnant, the Marshal of the Warring States Period Lei couldn't move on the phone once a week, and the topic was Hancock's situation every time.

This kind of care, even Ion hadn't enjoyed it, made Ion fully understand that he was reduced to a tool man in the eyes of the old man in the Warring States period.

It's just that Ion wasn't on the island of Nine Snakes at all this time, but went out to find a way to earn milk powder money, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense with the Marshal of the Warring States period to avoid being heard by the Marshal of the Warring States.

After all, in the eyes of the navy and the world government, Ion is probably equivalent to the "Mrs. Press" who was forcibly robbed of the island, and it is impossible for him to leave the island quietly.

After hanging up the routine call of the Marshal of the Warring States Period, Ion readjusted the mask on his face, turned and opened the cabin door and walked in.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

As Ion spoke, he sat in a seat that was almost flush with Dorag.

Immediately, many senior leaders of the revolutionary army in the cabin also spoke respectfully to Ion, and some people couldn't stop curiosity in their eyes.

‘This...is the chief of staff who is rumored to be extremely mysterious? ’

Ion looked around for a week, nodded in response to their greetings, and then spoke. "Then comrades, I'm not polite. Let's start the meeting first."

Immediately, Ion put a large stack of documents in his hand on the table and said.

"As for the first five-year plan named'Star Fire All Over the Sea', it has been in progress for nearly two years. I recently made a summary of the situation and found that the progress is somewhat unsatisfactory."

Suddenly, the expressions of the senior revolutionary army present could not help but stagnate.

Seeing this, Dorage quickly rounded off and said. "Ahem, this... Chief of Staff, comrades have worked very hard. Judging from the current progress, the expected goal can still be achieved."

In response, Ion shook his head and said solemnly.

"Comrades, our revolutionary army is not a pirate group, let alone an organization whose purpose is to seek profit and selfish desire."

"All of you gathered here have ideals. They all hope to change this sea and open up an ideal new era."

"And the goals in the five-year plan formulated earlier are just the most basic, with self-protection as the goal."

"But the times are changing at any time, and the opportunity to realize our common ideals may appear at any time, and what can we do? That is, as far as possible, when the opportunity arises, we have enough ability to catch the opportunity."

"I hope you comrades can remember that everything we do is not only for us, but also for the countless civilians who have suffered or are suffering from us, and the next generation who do not want them to experience similar suffering and darkness again. "

"The road is still long, and the extra step that you comrades are desperately taking now may be able to bring us closer to the light of that ideal new era."

"So, don't slacken, don't just stare at the expected goal, but try to give full play to your subjective initiative and accelerate the accumulation and development of the organization!"

With a series of powerful speeches from Ion echoing in the cabin, the revolutionary army seniors present were silent, but then there was a violent voice of approval.

"The chief of staff is right. I was really slack in the past."

"Yes, we obviously joined the organization to fight for that ideal in our hearts. Why are we so lazy and complacent?"

"As expected to be the chief of staff, this kind of thinking is far less advanced than me."

"For the light of the new era, I am willing to give everything!"

…

Listening to the endless stream of praise and the admiration from the eyes of those revolutionary army seniors, Ion raised his hand and said.

"We are all comrades who are fighting together for our ideals. Don't engage in unnecessary cult of personality. Compared with everyone, I just walked a little bit faster, and played a little bit of leading the way for you."

"But whether it can change the sea and strive for a new ideal and new era, it depends on the strength of all comrades. I also hope that comrades can clearly understand this and treat every other comrade equally."

"At least on the road of common struggle, every comrade is the closest comrade-in-arms brother to each other."

Many high-ranking revolutionary army responded in unison. "Yes, the chief of staff."

Upon seeing this, Ion nodded, then spread out the documents in his hand and spoke.

"Because of the unique geographical reasons of this sea, the previous plan divided the sea into six areas: East, South, West, North Sea and the front and back sections of the Great Sea Route for development."

"Among them, Beihai has taken advantage of the underground channels in the hands of the Don Quixote family in the past two years, and has taken root completely, and has also overthrown more than a dozen kingdoms secretly, and the progress is fairly good."

"As for other areas, the progress in my opinion is still not very optimistic, especially in the second half of the great route. Even though the Don Quixote family secretly helped, it has not yet fully taken root..."

…

After this meeting, almost everyone at the top of the revolutionary army who stepped out of the meeting was sweating profusely, but it was Ion who constantly confirmed a lot of details and difficulties with their own responsibilities and tasks.

Inside the cabin, Dorag smashed his mouth and said. "Chief of Staff, are you too harsh?"

Ion raised his head and looked at Dorag in amazement, then said.

"This is necessary strictness, Dorag, loose freedom is only suitable for pirates, not for the revolutionary army. Fortunately now, any mistake in the future may be infinitely magnified in front of the world government, and it will involve thousands of lives. of."

Dorag was silent for a moment, but he had to think that Ion was right.

It's just that the men in this sea have the romantic nature of pursuing freedom and ideals, so let alone the revolutionary army organization that is still developing carefully now.

Even the pirate regiments that dominate the sea, or the navy, or even the world government, do not pay much attention to personal control.