Inside the Navy's G-3 base, Mawson waved his soldiers to disperse and rest.

These three months of training have indeed trained these people to the extreme, and now give them a few days to relax and combine work and rest, so as not to stretch too tightly and have any problems.

This group of lean-looking guys strode off the boat under the envious gaze of the other soldiers, and the expression on their faces darkened a few times with a faint sense of pride.

After following Mawson for so long, he has learned some beepping movements and skills.

Ahem...... Mawson does not admit this.

Because he himself never pretended to beep.

Most of the soldiers in Mawson's direct unit looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, their eyes distant and indifferent, and the corners of their mouths were hooked.

Seeing that Mo Son's brows were beating wildly, this action is simply a huge hot eye for you group of straight men to do, he resisted the urge to give these guys one person and one jio.

Turning to walk to Karp's office amid the adoring and respectful gazes and salutes of the soldiers.

"Stinky boy, come here, you have lightened the old man a lot of work during this time, and the old man is so idle that his bones are a little loose, ahahahahaha."

As soon as Mawson's figure appeared, Karp's voice rang out from inside the office.

His face was black, this old guy is getting more and more assholes, I'm sorry to have you idle.

"If your bones are loose, I recommend you to go to the German orthopedic department, who knows the curative effect."

Mawson said something that Karp didn't understand, and sat down opposite Karp by himself, and poured himself a cup of tea from Karp.

The crushing caused by this difference between the two worlds is simply comfortable.

The old demon on his shoulders was asked by Mawson to rest because he often liked to fight with Karp, and then he was defeated and defeated repeatedly.

Otherwise, when they meet, the two guys will start greeting each other friendly.

Karp was not surprised by the various unintelligible terms that popped up from time to time in Mawson's mouth, and he still smiled and spoke: "You stinky boy is still very reliable in other places except for a bad personality, and if it goes on like this, you can be promoted to the position of lieutenant general in a short time." ”

Then Karp paused and let out a loud laugh.

"Ahahahaha, the old man's teaching level is really reliable, there is Kuzan in front, and now there is Mawson boy you, look at what else the Warring States have to say."

Mawson has a black line, and you called me over to listen to your boasting here.

Also, Kuzan and I can grow up because we are strong ourselves, and isn't it inevitable that we will become stronger? It has something to do with your teachings, well, a little bit, but isn't it too good for you to attribute it all to yourself?

What is your real level of teaching, and do you still have a little beep.

"So old man, did you call me back to listen to your bragging?"

Karp's laughter froze, and then he remembered that he wasn't a guy with such a good personality as Bogart.

"It's true that there is something, but it's not the old man, it's the Warring States. It just so happens that you're back now, so I'll report back to Sengoku. This guy has to wait for you to come back to say what plan he has, and he doesn't reveal it to the old man, it's getting more and more hateful. Next time, I will definitely eat up his senbei, hahaha. ”

The words that followed were automatically filtered by Mosen, and as if he didn't hear it, he picked up the big phone on Karp's desk and dialed Sengoku's phone.

"Marshal of the Warring States, I'm Mawson."

"Mawson boy, is Karp's bastard talking bad about me again?"

As soon as the phone was connected, the words of Sengoku complaining about the old man Karp came out of the phone's microphone.

Karp:......

Mo Sen is also full of black lines, you two don't really have a leg, a good friend is really right, what else is there to say about such a heart.

Fortunately, Sengoku just said it and got to the point.

"Mawson boy, the prey that has been lurking has moved, and it is basically certain that it is related to the 'heavenly gold' this time, so now it's time to weave the web."

"What do you want me to do, Marshal Sengoku."

"There are two plans for you to choose from, one of the 'Heavenly Gold' this time, there is a kingdom that will give their princess to the Draco people as wives, I and Crane mean that you can pretend to be this princess, because outsiders have basically never seen the appearance of this princess......"

Mawson's face is black, so does that mean you want me to dress up as a man?

I'm a straight man of steel, and you want to arrange me to be a women's clothing boss, it's a bit too much.

"Stop, stop, Marshal Warring States, please tell me another plan."

Mo Sen hurriedly interrupted, you are also a big man in the navy, how can you come up with such an unreliable plan.

I've heard that women's clothing is only zero and countless times.

Mawson couldn't help but feel a chill at the thought of wearing a skirt and looking charming, and quickly drove this idea out of his mind.

"This plan has been studied by us repeatedly, and it is the most reliable one, are you really not considering it?" The Sengoku side still looks very regretful.

God is the most reliable, don't you see that Karp on the other side can't open his eyes when he is already smiling.

These old guys, the older they get, the less they are things.

"Hurry up and talk about the second plan!" Mawson said it almost through gritted teeth.

"It's a pity that such a princess without any combat power will be despised, and she can catch the enemy off guard." Sengoku muttered again, needless to say, it was for Mawson.

Seeing that Mo Sen didn't react, he continued: "The other is the princess's guard, he is the deputy captain of the royal guard of this kingdom, and he has always been the princess's exclusive guard, he is from a noble background but his strength is not bad, and his body shape is not much different from you......"

"That's it." Mawson did not hesitate.

Compared to the unreliable princess pretend plan, he thinks this is reliable.

"I'm not done yet, stinky boy, but there are some problems, this guard uses a stabbing sword, your demon knife is too famous and recognizable now, and this guard has long blonde hair."

Then he muttered: "I still think it's more reliable to play a princess." ”

Sengoku didn't say anything about Mawson's appearance, and it was only a minor problem for mastering the skills of the Navy Six and the derived life return.

Moreover, let Mawson dress up as a nobleman, except for some aristocratic etiquette that he does not understand.

Temperament must be able to handle it to death.

As for blonde hair, it's easy to do, just get a wig.

However, if you dress up as this kind of guard, you will definitely be targeted by the enemy at the first time, and you will not have the concealment and suddenness of playing the princess.

Mo Sen ignored the not-so-quiet muttering of the Warring States in the back, and directly finalized the plan to play the captain of the guard.

"Don't worry, I'll find a stabbing sword to practice, and as for the [Demon], I'll put it in the room when the time comes, and no one will pay attention to it when the battle begins."

In terms of Mo Sen's current sword art realm, even if he uses a weapon that he is not good at, it is much stronger than the original noble captain.

He has this self-confidence.

Just like an ace sniper of the special forces, he is much more accurate than an ordinary soldier with a pistol that he is not very good at.

As for women's clothing, die for you, old fellow!

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