Yesterday's recommendation vote was very powerful, and today we continue to do well It's the end of the month, let's fly with our referral tickets While the sea windmills were receiving the cheers of the crowd in Dunker Harbour, a patrol detachment under the command of Lieutenant Commander Neville was passing through a small headland.
This is the most complex terrain near Dunerke, dozens of rocky islands are piled up in this sea area of less than a hundred miles, undercurrents, whirlpools, fog, huge seaweed and fierce sea monsters, this sea area is called the headland without return, is the most dangerous water near Dunerke.
Danger means secrecy, and this is the ideal place for some lawless men to set up their nests.
It is also the best place for the sneak attack team of Wudalian Island to sneak into Dunerke.
As long as they occupy a small island in the headland of no return and arrange a stronghold, the alien races who invade the waters of Dunerke can attack and retreat, and they will have a great advantage in tactics.
Twelve warships fanned out and sailed through the archipelago at the slowest cruising speed, leaving a trail of water at the stern of the ship like a large net that carefully sifted through the headland without return.
From time to time, one or two green fireballs rose from the battleship, bursting into large flames in the sky, which proved that the island that had been searched was safe.
The wind swept against the heavy hull of the battleship, and the huge battleship swayed in the storm, and all the soldiers on board staggered, shaking their bodies with the waves.
This is the most uncomfortable season of the year, even when the people of the Western continent survive the winter, and the sailors of the patrol detachment have to struggle to navigate the sea.
Standing on the bridge of the flagship, gazing out at the raging sea through the transparent glass window, Lieutenant Colonel Neville's aide-de-camp, Jerry, tapped his burned pipe, refilled the pipe with tobacco, and prayed in a low voice, "Damn the weather, I hope those damn aliens won't come to trouble again."
Even if you want to find trouble, don't come to our defense area, go somewhere else."
Every year, there are always three or five towns along the northern coastline of the western continent that are harassed by alien races, and some of the harassment teams are not large, and the alien race of ten or twenty people loots a little food and women at most.
But some of the harassing teams are extraordinarily strong, and the alien teams of thousands of people even have the strength to storm a city.
Thinking back to the armed fleet of the five Odin Guards they encountered, Jerry shook his head vigorously.
Fortunately, they were only chasing down Lin Qi and their ship, if this team of elite Odin Holy Guards invaded the mainland, unless it was a big city like Dunrk where regular troops were stationed and tens of thousands of militia were to help defend it, the other towns would be attacked in one fell swoop, and Lieutenant Colonel Neville, who was in charge of patrolling, would be unlucky.
"Great God, let those damn alien races harass the other defense areas, although Dunerke is the only ice-free port in the north of the empire, there are still many other places to land" Jerry prayed very unkindly, it has been peaceful for thirty years, the blood in the body of the imperial soldiers has been consumed a lot, and the dead friends are not dead and poor, Jerry's thoughts began to sprout and grow in the hearts of many grassroots officers and soldiers.
In the cabin behind the bridge, which was dedicated to the fleet commander, several large bright candles lit up the cabin.
Lieutenant Colonel Neville sat at his desk and wrote a detailed account of what had happened in the past two days.
A blood-pupiled iron-winged falcon the size of a human head stood calmly on a bronze scaffolding beside Lieutenant Colonel Neville, its knife-sharp gaze sweeping Lieutenant Colonel Neville, and sometimes lowering its head to tear a piece of bloody beef between its claws.
The Blood-Pupiled Iron-winged Falcon, one of the very few small birds that can fly freely in the storms of the North Sea, is a necessary messenger bird for the Imperial Military Department and certain military nobles, specially used to deliver certain important and confidential official documents and letters.
Not only is the Blood-Pupiled Iron Winged Falcon extremely fast, but its own strength is also extremely amazing, and ordinary breeds can even smash the skull of a bull with a single blow of their wings.
In the case of some mutated blood-pupiled iron-winged falcons, they can even spit wind blades from their mouths and kill some of the strongest large birds in the North Sea.
After a moment of writing with his pen in motion, Lieutenant Colonel Neville looked up, reached out and stroked the Blood-Pupiled Iron-winged Falcon, and then lowered his head and continued to write.
"Dear uncle, Lin Qi's words and deeds have been described above.
Unlike his peers, he has extraordinary skills and abilities, and judging by his shots, his family should have considerable wealth and power in Dunerke.
Befriending him is good for the future of the family.
When the family elite withers and the traditional interests of the family are encroached upon by other families, we need the support of external forces. ” "The support of the top of the empire, we need, we need to have the top of the empire speak for the interests of the family, whether he is a civil servant or a military general, we need support from the top.
In addition to this, we need more supportive support.
Force, manpower, finance, especially finance, as I said to you last time, if our family still had the financial resources of the past, I would have been a naval colonel by now. ” "I hope that you can investigate the background and strength of the family behind Lin Qi as soon as possible, and make a decision that is most in the interests of our family.
Enclosed is a golden ticket for you to be active in the Admiralty and to transfer my position as much as possible. ” "With the rank of lieutenant colonel of my navy, the commander of the Dunker local garrison fleet should be quite in line with my status."
Writing this, Lieutenant Commander Neville couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, the hellish commander of the patrol squadron, embarrassed to be the commander of the patrol squadron with the rank of lieutenant colonel, isn't this because he did not satisfy the greedy deputy secretary of the Admiralty, so he let himself take this unfortunate position At this time, the commander of the Dunker local garrison fleet should be in the mansion, hugging his delicate lover, drinking spirits, smoking cigars, and at the same time thinking about the fleet training plan after the beginning of spring.
That's what a lieutenant commander of the Imperial Navy should be Instead of being like him, roaming around like a dog on rough seas in the face of strong winds and blizzards.
Eating frozen, stale beef, nibbling on stored fruit that freezes like ice, and drinking tea like black paint and ink, all day long in front of rough soldiers who never take a bath throughout the patrol voyage "I hope you can bring me good news, the current family needs an officer who has real power in his hands and has a real say in a certain place" "I wish you good health, and please say hello to Vivia on my behalf, just say that I think of her beautiful face like a goddess every day" With a light sigh, Lieutenant Colonel Neville glanced out the window at the choppy sea, and added another paragraph to the letterhead.
"Please ask those old friends of you in the military department to verify the military merits of Linzi, Enzo and me as soon as possible, if I have a medal of considerable weight now, it will be of great help to my promotion and the prestige of my family."
Sighing again, Lieutenant Colonel Neville shook his head and tied the golden ticket and letter paper that Lin Qi had given him to the Bloodpupil Ironwing's paws with a special metal cylinder made by the Imperial Military Department.
Pushing open the window, Lieutenant Colonel Neville released the ferocious bird, which had been trained by his own family
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