A ship fly that flag of the Noxas Navy.
William Franklin, the No.1 boss of Noxas Naval Department, is standing at the bow with a rune telescope looking out at the distant sea.
Although the fog is very heavy, you may not see anything.
"General, is it really good that we don’t inform Puerto Rico?" A belongs to beside him suddenly asked
"Are you questioning my decision?" General William slowly put away the telescope eyelid also don’t lift freely asked.
"Can’t it be that our action this time is really dangerous and the unicorn of the underworld is unwilling, but they are indeed the strongest force in the department. If we let them take the lead …" The name is also calm and not scared by the company’s performance, but it is still very organized and says its own opinions.
"Not to mention whether Puerto Rico is willing to take the lead in this operation. I have absolutely excellent intelligence sources. This battle will clear our navy." General William paused and then asked, "Is the patrol ship back?"
"Come back, this sea area is unusually quiet, and there is no enemy ship. The general is afraid of fraud." Is it still conscientious?
"Well," General William replied evenly, but involuntarily grasped a scroll.
That’s a chart showing the whole Birgithwater naval defense zone.
And how could he tell him that he had already discussed with Deng Nici that the Seafood Trident in this sea area had been transferred?
At most, they will meet some …
pirate
He couldn’t help laughing at this thought.
The sea breeze is a little bigger, and the fog is broken again with the sunshine.
Revealed a large group of ships behind General William.
fleet
Belongs to the largest first fleet of Noxas Naval Department.
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pirate
Pirate corps
Mingyuan
captain’s cabin
Proto put his hands on the table in a very aggressive posture to support him, staring at a piece of paper on the table in a crouching manner.
This is a gesture that is somewhat like Planck and somewhat like Chen Senran.
He doesn’t even know who he is imitating more.
The note was found on the deck early today, including proto himself.
There’s not a word on the surface.
run
It’s written in mainland China. I can’t tell whose handwriting it is.
I can’t understand the meaning.
Run?
Run to where?
What’s running?
Proto frowned and looked at the note for a long time. He had sent patrol boats to patrol around. He was not without awakening.
He has smelled a crisis from this puzzling thing.
But he would never think about how big the crisis is hidden on the surface.
Proto glanced at the sea covered by fog.
It’s already noon.