Early the next morning, after saying goodbye to Kirby, Rocky took his Navy pass and walked towards the town around the Navy headquarters.

Even if it is just a town where ordinary people live, it is still very strictly managed, and you need to pass several checkpoints to get close to the city.

Along the way, from time to time, there were naval units in training passing by, and it seemed a little strange to be alone like him.

But the town was much more prosperous than he had imagined, with stalls and snacks all over the road.

Occasionally, you can see people who look strange, either very tall or very short, and some of them even look like animals walking upright.

Suddenly feeling a little hungry, Roach's figure stopped next to a stall specializing in hot dogs, he had just been a recruit for a month, and he didn't have much Bailey on him, but presumably Colonel Penn was still in charge of the food.

"How many Baileys are hot dogs?"

The stall owner, an old man who looked to be in his seventies, with a smile on his face all over the ravine, saw that Rocky looked like a new soldier, smiled and packed a few hot dogs and handed them over.

"Hahaha, no money, our navy here is free."

"Huh? No, no. This made Roach a little embarrassed, but he took the hot dog anyway, took some Bailey from his arms and stuffed it into the stall.

The old man didn't refuse too much, but he enthusiastically moved out a stool for Rocky to sit down.

"By the way, can I ask, where is the most navy gathered in Xicheng District?" Roach was eating a hot dog while chatting with the old man.

"Navy? There was a tavern not far away, and there were quite a few navies there, but .........," the old man said without saying anything.

"But what?" Rock asked curiously.

"I've heard the navy passing by say that there seems to be a big navy man in the tavern, and most of the people there are gone."

"Big man........." Roach muttered to himself, could it be that Colonel Penn happened to be in the tavern, and his reputation was great?

"I don't know who it is, young man, just go and see it, but don't talk less, don't offend people who shouldn't be offended." The old man then reminded.

"Okay, thank you, old man, are you a veteran of the Navy?"

"No, how can I become a navy? My son is in the navy, and I, as a father, followed him to Marinfando. The old man waved his hand, and when he saw that Roach had finished eating the hot dog, he hurriedly handed over the towel that wiped his hands.

"I see, old man, I'm leaving, I wish you a prosperous business."

Roach hiccuped, got up to say goodbye, and walked in the direction the old man pointed out.

The old man looked at his departing back, smiled lightly, and cleaned up the stall, his eyes slightly distracted.

"Oops, I suddenly remembered, that big man seems to be called Qing ...... Pheasant? ”

Stepping on the bluestone pavement, there is a faint smell of moss in the humid air.

Arc looked around curiously, although he could see a lot of navy along the way, most of them were officers, and it was the first time for a recruit like him.

As Roach got closer to the tavern, the more he could see hordes of navies leaving in that direction, as if there was some ferocious beast ahead.

It didn't take long for him to reach the destination of his trip.

It was a dilapidated tavern, the walls were mottled everywhere, and the wooden door was full of mold, but Roach could still faintly smell a faint smell of wine from inside.

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, since the countdown to the destruction of the home planet, alcohol has become a scarce commodity, and Roach has never touched a drop again, and the long-lost aroma of wine makes his throat itch a little.

Pushing the door open and entering, a large room lit with a few candles, and a dim light enveloped the tavern.

There were a dozen wooden tables in the hall, and several sets of wooden chairs were placed next to each table, but only a few people sat in the tavern and drank in a muffled voice.

Seeing Roach walk in, a woman in her forties at the bar looked at him.

"Recruits? I see you're very angry, the first time you've entered a tavern? ”

Roach nodded, and after looking around, several people in the hall were not the ones he was looking for, and sat down at the bar.

The woman smiled gently, but her face had a scar that ran through her face, and two fingers were missing from her right hand.

She skillfully mixed the wine, and after only a moment, she put a glass of bubbling beer in front of Roach: "Drink, since you are a recruit, I will not charge you for the first drink." ”

"Thank you." Roach picked up the wine glass with some restraint, and after taking a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up.

A faint aroma of wheat fills the mouth, followed by an aftertaste that is bitter and sweet, and the wine is not particularly obvious, so that Roach can't help but take a few more sips.

"Boss, what a good wine, what is this wine called?"

The proprietress let out a rough laugh and said, "This wine is called munitions, and it is not a good wine, but it does have some taste." ”

"Let's have another drink."

"5,000 Baileys a cup, no credit." The proprietress had a smile in her eyes and her fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop.

Roach looked embarrassed, reached out and weighed his shriveled wallet, scratched his head and said, "Forget it, but this wine does deserve this price." ”

"Hahahaha, seeing that you like it so much, I'll help you refill a drink for free, don't take it as an example." The proprietress let out a hearty laugh, grabbed the wine barrel weighing dozens of pounds, removed the stopper, and helped Roach's wine glass to fill.

Luo Qi was a little surprised, sure enough, there is a dragon and a crouching tiger in the navy, this boss lady is a retired navy at a glance, and her strength is probably not simple.

While chatting with the proprietress, Roach was also constantly paying attention to the people around him, especially the few people at the bar, and soon, he moved his eyes to a person in the corner of the bar.

It was a tall, emaciated man, with his feet crossed and a hat on his head, and he couldn't see clearly.

The tall and thin man sat quietly in his chair, holding a half-finger-thick book in his hand and looking at it carefully, and in front of him was a dinner plate with some sea beast dishes on it.

He was not wearing a navy uniform, revealing an aura of rejection, and there was no one in the seats around him for several meters in diameter, and everyone in the hall lowered their voices.

Arch's eyes lit up, and when he noticed the man, he walked over to the man with his glass in hand, and then sat down in the empty seat beside him.

What Roach didn't notice, however, was that as he walked in the direction of the man, the innkeeper was lying on the bar and looking in his direction with interest.