Pirates on Top of the War: I Will Stand In the Sky

  Chapter 142 Embark on the road to return to Marin Vando

   Soon, under the leadership of the navy, Ion was successfully helped to the door of the dormitory.

   And the sea soldier seemed to understand something at the moment, he put the pole back into Ion's hand again, and watched Ion and Gion enter the dormitory with envious eyes.

   "Sir Ion is really strong, with bandages and drips without losing his charm."

   The middle-aged sailor murmured, and couldn't understand the situation in front of him.

   This kind of routine that arouses the opponent's pity and succeeds, this middle-aged sailor used to be very skilled.

  Man, he knows man best.

Therefore, the middle-aged marine quickly understood Ion's intention. After watching Ion and Gion enter, they did not forget to close the door for them and stand guard outside the door to ensure that no one would disturb Ion and Gion. garden.

   However, to the surprise of the middle-aged sailor, the door was opened again from inside after a while.

   And the unfamiliar and charming female officer walked out of it with wet eyes, gently wiped her tears, and said.

   "Yan, I didn't expect you to be such a man."

   "No, no, Gion," Ion explained.

   "Stop it, Ion, I must report to the Navy Headquarters, and I must let all the navies know about this." Gion said through gritted teeth.

   "Don't, please don't do this Gion." Ion pleaded in exclamation.

   "No, Ion, it's useless even if you stop me, the justice in my heart won't allow me to hide this kind of thing..."

   Immediately, Gion said to the middle-aged navy beside him. "Go and help your elder, it's not very convenient for him to stand up."

   After the middle-aged sea soldier who was completely dumbfounded nodded, Gion hurried away with his slender legs.

  For a long time, the middle-aged sailor was still in a state of deep thought, and it was difficult to digest the huge amount of information.

   However, in general, it is probably that Chief Ion is playing a big game, and it is very likely that he will be finished.

   After a while, the middle-aged sailor carefully pushed open the door and walked in. Looking at Ion sitting in the chair, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

  Although Chief Ion rarely shows up, most of the time he goes out fishing or stays in the office, but he never deducted the salaries of the soldiers. He was a good chief, but he didn’t expect to end up in such a field.

   "Sir Yan, are you alright?" The middle-aged sailor asked concerned.

"Ugh……"

  Ion sighed, with a speechless expression on his face.

  Ian, I understand what I mean!

   After all, there is a problem with this dormitory at first sight. There is no personal belongings of Ion at all, let alone any treasures and treasures.

  For this reason, under Gion's questioning, Ion could only stammer to explain that his daily life would be settled in the office, and he rarely had the opportunity to go back to the dormitory to rest.

   However, Gion had misunderstood, and was completely shocked by the spirit of Yen’s sleepless work, and he didn’t even have time to return to his home. He declared that he would take the initiative to promote this kind of deeds for Yen.

   Naturally, Ion, who was thinking about living a low-key life in the naval system, of course refused in his heart.

   However, Gion's IQ level seems to have dropped to the level of a little girl who is in love. The more Ion says no, the more she thinks it is, without caring about Ion's inner feelings.

   "It's over!"

  Ion said in a dejected tone, knowing that if Gion would hold him like this again and spread the word, he was afraid that his position would not rise with the tide?

   When the middle-aged sailor saw this, he couldn't help but feel more sympathetic. He understood that Chief Ion was afraid that he was going to die.

   "Sir Ion, accept the reality."

  Ion reluctantly sighed again, propped up the pole and left with a silent back.

   After Ion boarded Admiral Crane's battleship, he found that the naval soldiers on the battleship all looked at him with a sense of awe.

   Apparently, Gion had already spread the story of Ion in the battleship.

   Even Lieutenant General Crane, who was standing in front of him, showed a smile of approval and praised.

   "Captain Ion, just now I thought Gion was joking, but I did a simple investigation and found that you are really staying in the office day and night."

   After a pause, General Crane gave a rare thumbs up and praised. "In terms of due diligence, compared to the Warring States period, you can be said to be better than the blue."

  Ion's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he could only respond helplessly.

   "Lieutenant General Crane is overrated. I'm actually just busy, and I haven't actually made any achievements."

   However, at this moment, the news that Ion was going to leave the 521 Naval Base spread, and the civilians of the whole town gathered at the port.

   "Lord Ion!!!"

   "Lord Ion!!!"

  The cries of the civilians sounded one after another, full of reluctance.

   "Master Yan, thank you for everything you have done for us..."

   "We won't forget you."

   "Lord Ion, be sure to come back when you have time."

   "I wish you a good future, a smooth journey, and a rise step by step!"

  …

   "Captain Yan, your popularity doesn't seem like you have no achievements." Lieutenant General Crane said with a smile.

   And Ion's heart is full of lies at the moment.

   You group of scoundrels are hurting me again.

   What is the use of blessing one by one gratefully? Isn't this a testament to my achievements?

  Since you really don’t want me, then rush to the battleship to keep me, and don’t let the battleship leave.

   In this way, under the circumstance that public opinion cannot be violated, maybe I can still stay with the flow.

   "Actually, that doesn't mean much, does it?" Ion said with an embarrassed smile.

   "Guess what?" Admiral Crane said with a smile.

  …

  Ion.

  In the end, Ion, who knew that he was hard to say, simply waved to the civilians gathered in the port, and then went back to the cabin to lie down on the pole with the drip.

   And the battleship set sail amidst the goodbyes of a large number of civilians, heading straight for the direction of Marine Fando.

   Looking at the 521 Naval Base that was gradually receding from the window, Ian muttered while feeling a little reluctance in his heart.

   "But did I forget something?"

   "Shouldn't it be? The affairs of the revolutionary army have been arranged in advance, so there is no need to worry about the former citizens of Fravans, and all their belongings are in Xiaojin's castle."

   "Should... not have it?"

  …

   At the same time, in a ward of the 521 Naval Base, Lieutenant Hope, who was covered in bandages and was wearing drips, looked out of the window in confusion and muttered.

   "Why does it seem so lively today? Is it a festival?"

   (end of this chapter)