"Surprised, surprised?"

Mawson, who was smiling in his sight, said so.

Cinderiel's gums twitched a little, and the bad taste of this guy hadn't changed at all.

He handed the telescope in his hand to Bryn, and Brin did not speak.

"Sure enough, it's Lieutenant General Karp and Major General Mawson."

His Excellency the Commodore looked excited, he, the brigadier general of the East China Sea Branch, was a little wet, and compared with the two people on the ship, he was even more different, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"Go and gather the people who are not on duty, be sure to do a good job of greeting them, and tell the people in the cafeteria to prepare the dinner party at the highest level."

Cinderiel's face was helpless.

He wanted to stop it with a voice, as if he had thought of something, but his half-raised hand was lowered again and he didn't speak.

The herald next to him said yes loudly, and in the blink of an eye, he ran away.

It didn't take long for the battleship to become clearer and clearer in everyone's eyes.

Mosencarp and his entourage arrived.

The ladder was lowered from the side of the ship, and Karp was the first to step down, dressed in a black suit.

Mawson followed, and the old man's black suit hadn't changed for a few days, and I don't know if he hadn't changed his clothes for a few days.

Sloppy old man, Mo Sen complained in his heart.

But

Seeing the excited 77 base soldiers lined up on the shore, a relieved smile appeared on Mawson's face.

"I have met His Excellency Lieutenant General Karp and His Excellency Major General Mawson, and welcome to inspect our 77 base."

Brigadier General Brynn, the commander of the base, raised his hand excitedly and saluted without waiting for the two to stand firm.

"Aha, the old man is just on vacation, so he doesn't need to be so polite." Karp smiled and spoke, letting Mawson go ahead, "Mawson kid grew up from your base, it's really powerful. ”

Mawson did not shirk either.

It's my home turf here.

Although it is not clear how the commander of the base became a brigadier general, this kind of thing is not suitable to ask in this situation.

He cleared his throat and looked at the many familiar faces in front of him, and his expression fluctuated a little.

Everyone was really happy with the expectant expressions, and Mawson looked around at the excited crowd and finally spoke up.

"Little ones, your bully is back!"

？？？

It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste.

Alpha Tihua Xiu Mawson, is that you, Xiu'er?

Karp is full of black lines, and Bryn Brin is in a state of confusion.

Hindreel and some of the soldiers who watched Mawson grow up cry and laugh, still such a bad character.

Sure enough, I saw that Mo Sen had a whole look on his face and started his performance...... Oh, the speech.

"I didn't expect that after I left for more than a year and became a major general in the headquarters, I would be able to see everyone again, and everyone was still so enthusiastic about me as a major general."

Hey, we've all seen the news, so there's no need to deliberately emphasize it about the major general or something.

Also, enthusiastic fart, we're here to greet Lieutenant General Karp.

Are you misunderstanding.

"Major General Ben was relieved to see that everyone was getting stronger, and it proved that my approach was not wrong. Thousands of hammers are tempered out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if it is idle...... Ahem, string words, sweat more in training, and bleed less in wartime. It seems that everyone is very diligent in the program and training methods that I have summarized for you, and they have not forgotten it. Although I have become a major general in the headquarters, I am most concerned about you ......"

Balabala, Mawson's words made Karp's face darker and darker behind him.

Hindrell and most of the soldiers at the base are fine, although this style has not been tried again for more than a year, the resistance has been developed.

Bryn Brin and some of the new recruits were all confused.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

Can anyone tell me that the thing in front of me who doesn't want Bilian is the youngest and most powerful rear admiral in the Navy Headquarters?

What kind of players are these?

Mawson felt an increasingly depressed aura behind him, and suddenly reacted, there was an old guy behind him who could sanction himself.

He quickly stopped the topic and ended his expression with a lingering expression...... Speech.

Well, we must respect the old and love the young.

…………

…………

Inside the 77th base.

Karp and the accompanying soldiers had been arranged to rest and then prepare for the evening feast.

As for Mawson, he showed up in Hindreel's office.

A little over a year later, at just over two metres tall, he is already half a head taller than Hindreel.

Time is a magical thing, and the little ghost who was once ignorant and only knew how to practice hard every day and was bent on revenge has become the hottest and powerful rear admiral in the Navy in just a few years.

The Great Route, sure enough, only there is the center of the world, and the East China Sea is indeed too weak.

Inevitably, Hindriel longed for the Navy Headquarters.

He has never left the East China Sea since he was born.

In the past, his goal was to become the commander of the naval base.

But since he acted as the prefect of the base, and Mawson also went to the headquarters of the Navy, Mawson has been promoted from colonel to rear admiral for more than a year.

He also has an 'ambition', he wants to get out of the pond of the East China Sea.

Ever since Commodore Brynblin became the new base commander, his eyes have been on the Navy Headquarters.

"My dear Aide-de-camp, what do you mean by staring at me all the time? Could it be that your orientation has changed in the past year or so? ”

Mawson's words interrupted him from his reverie.

He gave Mawson a blank look.

Now not only can't be beaten, but even the military rank is 18,000 miles behind.

"Okay, don't stand still, there are no outsiders here, so there's no need to follow that." Mawson frowned.

In fact, the hierarchy in this world has always been very strict, and the subordinates basically maintain absolute respect for the superiors.

Except, of course, for some guys.

Cinderel sat down from behind his desk.

"What is the origin of that Brigadier Brin, how did you top your base commander, do you need me to do something?"

"No, Mawson, Your Excellency Brigadier General is actually a good person, and I don't have any intention of becoming a base commander right now."

Hindreil's gaze Mowson understood, for he had seen it before.

"Understood, I can find a way to transfer you to the headquarters......"

Mawson was halfway through his sentence when Hindreel interrupted: "Mawson, I can't rely on you for everything, everyone has their own way. My military merits will soon be enough, and it won't be long before I can apply for a transfer to the headquarters. ”

Mawson is speechless, this rigid guy.

He took a notebook from the lining of his coat and tossed it to Hindriel.

"This is my sword technique and six-style cultivation notes, and Vincent also has a copy there, you won't refuse this, it has my phone bug number on it, if you don't understand anything, you can call me when you don't understand."

Hindreil opened his mouth, this time he couldn't say anything to refuse, a strong man's cultivation notes, he knew that it was multiple affections.

He cherished the notebook that Mawson threw over casually, and said solemnly to Mawson:

"Thank you!"