The sound of the loud siren echoed in the port, and the busy sailors raised their heads one after another, looking at the warships slowly entering the port.

"That's...the warship of Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel!"

The school officer in charge of the port's eyes lit up, picked up his cloak, pushed open the door of the office and ran out excitedly.

Now that Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is back, so is the terrifying new recruit with unprecedented record!

This is a big deal!

The navy is about to have its [-]th lieutenant general!

hum!

The huge warship roared in a low voice, the sound was deafening.But with the help of the soldiers, the heavy warship docked gently without any collision.

Pfft!

The iron anchor was dropped, splashing a splash of water on the sea.The thick hemp rope was thrown from the warship, and handymen soon picked it up and tied it to a solid stone pier.

Whoa!

The stairs were pushed over, and with a click, they got stuck in the groove of the deck.A group of soldiers tidied up their appearance, put on their hats, and stood neatly in square formation in front of the warship, with their guns pointed upwards.

The navy with the appearance of a small captain stood at the forefront, holding a long knife.

"preparation!"

"put!"

Bang bang bang!

The neat gunshots rang out, and the unique pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air.

This is a unique etiquette of the Navy.

Give a salute to colleagues who return from every bloody battle!

This article does not exist in any naval discipline, but it is silently observed by everyone.

On the deck, the flying squirrel quietly watched the gunpowder smoke in the air, and smiled silently.

"Back at last, Marlin Faldo!"

pat!

Stepping on the stairs, the flying squirrel walked down with a serious face, and came to the leading navy, and both sides saluted each other.

"Welcome home! Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!"

"Well, thank you for your hard work!"

The two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, but the flying squirrel found that the other party kept looking back, and asked strangely, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Uh..." The navy touched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Well, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, didn't Luo Yasang come back with you?"

"......Um!?"

The flying squirrel was startled, and quickly looked back.

Fortunately, the white wave was not far away, and it was still approaching rapidly, so I immediately felt relieved.

"He, he'll be here soon."

The flying squirrel said with a smile: "Let's get ready, this time, he completed the mission alone."

"As ordered!"

The navy gave an excited salute and ordered to reload again.

"preparation!"

Hundredth Chapter 17 Turnaround?

Looking down from the sky, a white line slashed across the blue sea at high speed, like a knife cutting a piece of blue colored paper.

"That's... what the hell!"

At the port, the squad leader who was about to give the order to fire the gun stood there with a dazed expression, the corners of his mouth twitching.

The corner of the naval officer who was running towards this side also twitched, looking at the fast-moving red prawn speechlessly.

And... Loya surfing behind the prawns.

"Yahoo!"

Stepping on the surfboard he made, Loya pulled the two astonishingly long tentacles of the pelagic prawn and played with the waves.

This is something he didn't even dare to think about before!

As a standard office boy, Luo Ya's previous physical fitness does not need to be explained.

One word is 鶸!

Two words called weak chicken!

Surfing and the like only existed in his imagination, and he rarely even went to the beach.

There is no other reason, as an otaku, and he doesn't have any muscles, it's embarrassing to go to the beach!And because of his baby face, the staff of the scenic spot reminded him more than once to pay attention to safety and not to go to places with deep water.

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