Elder brother's garrison

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Lu Yun looked down at his phone and walked towards the young admiral who was looking at him with a puzzled expression not far away.

"You! Don't come any closer! What are you trying to do! You..." The young admiral, seeing Lu Yun approaching, completely forgot about the wound on his face, only knowing to retreat and back away. "Don't come any closer! I...I don't know what I did to offend you! You...you don't..."

"Shut up," Lu Yun said. "Speak again and I'll smash your head in."

"..." The young admiral.

Lu Yun walked up to the young admiral, turned on Bismarck's phone, opened the camera, took a picture of the young admiral sitting on the ground, and then tossed him into the young admiral's arms.

"Have you been living in your own fantasy for too long?" Lu Yun looked down at the young admiral on the ground and said expressionlessly.

"Illusion...fantasy?"

"The one who sent me to beat you up wasn't just anyone, it was your ship girl. You're not their favorite admiral right now. And you're not young anymore, old man."

Lu Yun pointed to the cell phone in the young admiral's arms.

"Wh...what?" The young admiral picked up the phone that Lu Yun had thrown at him, dumbfounded.

On the screen of the phone that Lu Yun tossed over was a photo that had just been taken.

A middle-aged man with a large belly, covered in grease and blood, sat on the ground in a corner, looking at the camera with a panicked expression. He looked as ridiculous and pathetic as a still from a third-rate movie.

It took the young admiral a long time to recognize himself in the photo.

It is... myself.

"This...is it me?" the young admiral murmured.

“You’ve been an admiral for sixteen years, old man. The appearance and inner feelings of ship girls don’t change with the years, but humans do.” Lu Yun said, looking at the ship girls in the hall. “Take a look at your ship girls, and take a closer look at their expressions.”

The young admiral followed Lu Yun's gaze and looked at the ship girls in the hall.

The ship girls in the lobby?

what happened?

It's normal. They smiled at themselves as usual, showing that cute, very...

The young admiral's gaze froze the moment he saw the expressions on the ship girls' faces.

The ship girls in the hall had their heads down, one by one, all cowering and fearful as if they dared not meet his gaze.

Even his secretary, with whom he had worked for sixteen years, was now holding documents, her head tilted to the side, her eyes filled with pure heartache and resentment.

smile.

not a single one.

“Bismarck.” Lu Yun clapped his hands gently.

"exist."

"He's almost awake now. We'll put him in the car and take this uncle to the target location so he can take a look."

"it is good."

"...Also, don't let him touch your body, it's a bit dirty." After saying that, Lu Yun pushed open the door of the waiting room and walked out.

Bismarck was left alone, head down, deep in thought, trying to figure out how to outrun the target without letting it touch him.

Chapter 1375 I Like to Reason

finally.

After Admiral Lu Yun left.

While alone in the waiting hall, Bismarck, after a period of intense thought lasting more than ten seconds, finally came up with a proper solution.

Bismarck walked expressionlessly to the young admiral who was slumped on the ground. She skillfully took out a large sack and rope from her ship equipment space, and without saying a word, she grabbed the sack opening and put it over the young admiral's body.

call--

A strong wind.

Then darkness fell.

As Bismarck shoveled the young admiral's entire body into the sack in one go, the young admiral felt a dizzying sensation, and then, with a rough tug from the outside of the sack, he was hoisted into the air by Bismarck.

The rough movements aggravated the wounds on the young admiral's face and body, and the intense pain made his previously stunned expression become intense again.

"No! Waaah! Help! Help me! Where are you taking me? This, this is my garrison, who are you—please save me—please save me!"

The young admiral struggled desperately inside the sack, stretching out his limbs in an attempt to break free, and shouting hoarsely for help.

But just like the situation just now.

No matter how much the young admiral struggled in the sack, how loudly he cried for help, or even how he began to beg humbly, hoping that even one of the ship girls in the hall would lend a helping hand, not a single ship girl in the hall left her spot from beginning to end.

An emotion that seemed to penetrate through a sack of sand permeated the utterly silent waiting hall, searing the young admiral's face like branding irons.

The young admiral's expression turned angry.

"This is betrayal! I am your admiral! No matter what, I am still your admiral! I built you! I trained you and nurtured you! I gave you the warmth of a family! How could you do this to me! I am your family!!"

"What did I do wrong?! What did I do wrong?!"

"What did I do wrong?!"

"Tell me, please!!!"

The young admiral roared in despair, tears streaming down his face in bewilderment.

He just couldn't understand it.

Why would his beloved ship girls—those who had shared his hardships and accompanied him for sixteen years—betray him so thoroughly and resolutely?

Are they... disgusted by their appearance?

Are they... tired of their own good intentions?

Amidst the agonizing screams, the young admiral was carried for a while by Bismarck outside the sack. As he screamed, his vocal cords gradually became painful, and his lips and tongue gradually became dry. Slowly, a metallic, bloody taste filled his mouth.

It hurts when I scream.

My heart is tired too.

The sacks dangling around were also rather disgusting.

Gradually, I stopped wanting to shout.

The young admiral inside the sack gradually stopped roaring. He clung to the sacks around him in a daze, bouncing around like a scarecrow that had lost its soul.

After a while, the shaking sack finally stopped. The young admiral felt another wave of dizziness. A sliver of light finally broke through the tightly sealed sack, and he was then thrown out by the people outside.

There was a "bang" sound.

The young admiral fell onto the back of an SUV.

The dark green iron box was cold and hard, and occasionally emitted a cold, metallic smell.

The young admiral, bewildered, pressed his hand against the iron box in front of him, slowly propped himself up, and looked around.

The young admiral was standing in front of the gate of his own naval base, with the familiar golden sand and azure sea reflected in the distance, giving off a warm and inviting feeling.

"This...here...?" the young admiral asked in a hoarse, confused voice.

"You can still talk, huh?" Lu Yun's voice came from beside the young admiral.

The young admiral turned his head in confusion, only to see Lu Yun, who had just been sitting at the other end of the back of the carriage, sitting with his legs crossed, looking at a map, his gaze not directly at him.

“I know you have a lot of questions right now, but first of all, I advise you not to jump off the train.” Lu Yun smiled gently as he turned the page of the map. “You should know that I was sent by your ship girl. Even if you jump off the train and run back to the naval base, I can still go to your naval base and drag you out again.”

The young admiral stared blankly at Lu Yun.

"What do you mean by that?" the young admiral asked hoarsely.

"Since you can't understand plain language, there's nothing I can do. I'll use words you can understand."

Lu Yun sighed, put down the map in his hand, and glanced at the naval base behind the young admiral. "In short... that naval base behind you is no longer your home. You have nowhere to go."

"A place to...take shelter?" The young admiral stared blankly at Lu Yun, gritting his teeth and trembling all over. "What are you saying...what nonsense are you spouting!"

"Literally, before you came with me, your current naval base, including the ship girls inside, no longer welcomes you."

"You're talking nonsense!! That's my naval base!! I've been there for over ten years! It's my home! I watched every ship girl there grow stronger! How could you—"

"But none of your ship girls objected when we took you away, did they?"

"Shut up—!!!"

The young admiral seemed to have his deepest wound pierced. He leaped from the carriage in a frenzy, lunging at Lu Yun with the ferocity of a villain, yelling, "How dare a rookie admiral like you say such things... Pfft!"

But Lu Yun swiftly caught the young admiral's fist, which was aimed straight at him, in just a moment. The next second, Lu Yun gently tripped him, and the young admiral was thrown back onto the carriage by Lu Yun.

There was another loud bang.

He landed face down again.

The young admiral felt another sharp pain on his face.

"Admiral?" Bismarck's voice rang out from under the carriage.

"Oh, Bismarck, I'm fine. You can go drive now." Lu Yun pressed down on the young admiral who had been thrown to the ground, and smiled gently at the people below the carriage. "I can handle this little situation."

“…Yes.” Bismarck’s crisp reply rang out, followed by the sound of footsteps moving away, and then a loud bang, and the carriage beneath the young admiral shook.

The vehicle slowly started moving.

"I like to reason with people. So, in order to make those who like to fight talk to me honestly, I've learned a few moves." After the vehicle started, Lu Yun released his hands from the young admiral, clapped his hands with a smile, and sat back in his original seat. "Anyway, we still have some time before we reach our destination, and we're just passing the time on the way. If you still want to fight me, I'm happy to oblige."

The young admiral lay sprawled on the carriage, lost in thought and speechless.

"...Looks like he's finally settled down." Lu Yun looked at the young admiral lying on the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the map beside him and started flipping through it.

Bismarck's driving skills were terrible; he could make even a smooth beach bumpy.

The young admiral lay on the carriage, feeling the jolts from the vehicle beneath him, and slowly sat up, looking at Lu Yun in front of him with a bewildered expression.

The sunlight at the beach is like layers of golden gauze, reflecting the color of the sea and spreading across the sand.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Lu Yun sat upright by the carriage, the golden sunlight layering on his body, as if gilding his entire being with a solemn and majestic gold.

The sun was shining brightly.

Young and energetic.

Strong self-confidence.

The future is boundless.

A unique aura, seemingly both close at hand and distant, slowly emanated from the admiral named Lu Yun.

For some reason, the young admiral felt a strange pang of jealousy when he looked at Lu Yun like this.

"...Who exactly are you?" the young admiral murmured.

“I am the admiral,” Lu Yun replied, looking down at the map in his hand.

"That's not what I'm asking..."

“I am an admiral who stands up for justice,” Lu Yun said.

"...Seeing injustice on the road?" The young admiral was taken aback.

"..." Lu Yun snapped the map shut and looked at the young admiral. "You just said that your tactic for clearing out the deep sea was to encircle and trap them, right?"

“…Isn’t it possible?”

"Haha." Lu Yun nodded with a smile. "Of course, compared to fighting dangerous encounters on the surface and in the deep sea, it is indeed safer and more efficient to take advantage of some special coastal terrains when fighting deep-sea amphibious ships."

"Of course, after all..."

“After all, you sacrificed the entire coastline as a price,” Lu Yun said.

The young admiral stood frozen in place, mouth agape, staring at Lu Yun with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean?"

"We're heading to the coast where you fought the Abyssal Fleet. Keep your eyes peeled." Lu Yun tossed the map in his hand to the young admiral, then turned to look at the sunlight outside the car, ignoring the young admiral completely.

The young admiral blankly accepted Lu Yun's map.

Lu Yun's map is of Mianjiang City and the surrounding sea area. In a bay where the area sinks inland, there is a marker marked with a red circle.

The young admiral held the map in his hands, looking bewildered.

The location marked on the map happens to be the special combat site where I just ordered my ship girls to set sail a few days ago for a deep-sea cleanup operation.