Medland Glory Calendar 30th December.

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

In the southwest waters of Jiasica Island, a huge fleet is arranged neatly on the sea surface.

Thousands of ships of all sizes occupy a sea area of ​​dozens of miles.

Battleships, large cruisers, fast cruisers, fast frigates and other battleships lined up in two geese feather-shaped arrays on the periphery, like a bracket, protecting hundreds of large troop transport ships and logistics supplies ships in the middle.

Admiral Dulinde, commander-in-chief of the Ice Sea Kingdom's local fleet, wore a full set of uniforms, stood on the bow of his beloved flagship, the first-class heavy battleship "Marine Authority", frowned and drank the sour and unbearable lemonade.

The water is not fresh, and it has been stuffed in the water tank of the water transport boat for half a month, with an unpleasant smell of decay in wood.

The chef on the boat started a little harshly. He squeezed at least two lemon juice into a cup of water. The taste of this cup of lemon water became even more 'exciting'!

Dulinder gritted his teeth and poured this 'wonderful' lemonade little by little.

In the early days when the Medland continent escaped from the darkness and began to seek resources from the ocean, "sepsis", or "scurvy", caused a large number of sailors to die. Sometimes, a large fleet may have caused all sailors and soldiers to die due to this terrible disease, and the entire fleet became a "ghost ship".

The Royal Academy of Sciences in the Delun Empire is still a bit capable.

The navy of the Delun Empire was too weak to mention... but they clearly stated that the lack of fresh fruits and vegetables was the only cause of 'sepsis'.

Lemons that are conveniently stored have become a necessary strategic material for naval and commercial fleets of various countries.

From this point of view, the Derren Empire made great contributions to the marine cause of the Medland continent.

"It's a pity that your navy is too weak... and the lemon juice is really, too hard to drink."

Dulinde frowned and handed the cup to the orderly guard behind him.

He held his hands behind his back, stretched his eyebrows, and looked at the majestic ships near the "Marine Authority".

It was already night, and the sailors on the naval warships, perfectly following the Navy Ordinance, extinguished almost all the lights, and everyone stayed in the cabin, sleeping, reading, or writing letters. No matter what they were doing, there was no redundant figure on the deck except the sentinels and the officers on duty.

Dulinde's eyes fell on the center of the huge fleet, on the troop transport ship protected by naval ships.

His brows immediately frowned tightly.

The 500 large troop transport ships were brightly lit. Through several miles, he could hear the noise, noise, shouting, and occasionally shrill sounds and crying from the army soldiers who were swaying in the distance.

Without witnessing it, Dulind knew what was happening on those troop ships.

Alcoholism, gambling, fighting, even bullying in the military, and even more terrible things...

The Ice Sea Kingdom is a typical maritime power country. The navy is the sharpest sword and sword of the empire, and the most powerful force of the empire - the "Empire elites, all join the navy". This is not empty talk.

In Dulinde's local fleet, even the lowest-ranking intern sailors have completed at least three years of primary education. After joining the local fleet, they still have to receive follow-up education and rigorous military training in the navy.

And the army on those troop transport ships...

Gangsters, scoundrels, hooligans, gangsters, robbers, kidnappers, pickpockets, liars... In short, all the villains you can imagine were all incorporated into the army by the imperial order.

In the Kingdom of Ice Sea, the army is synonymous with "cannon fodder". Their only use is to act as a guardian for the navy's guardian on the land conquered by the navy.

As a watchdog, of course, the more brutal it is, the better.

Under such a guiding ideology, it is conceivable what kind of virtue the army of the Ice Sea Kingdom is.

Just where Dulind's sight was within reach, two large troop transport ships leaned side by side, and between the two ships less than twenty feet apart, a small platform of ten feet wide was built with a wide springboard.

Two bare-body army soldiers, linen strips wrapped around their fists, were roaring, punching each other on the small platform.

The heavy punch hit the head, and the two Army soldiers were already bleeding. The rough linen strips wrapped around the fist. Under the heavy blow, the lethality of this strip can be compared with the blunt knife.

A large area of ​​the skin on both of them had been scraped off, and blood stained their upper bodies red.

On the decks of the two troop transport ships, hundreds of army soldiers roared loudly, and from time to time, the sound of coins rafted over with the sea breeze.

They are gambling!

These damn villains... Dulinder sneered at the adjutant beside him: "Fortunately they are not my soldiers, otherwise I would hang them at the muzzle and beat them away one by one."

The adjutant beside Dulind, a handsome Rear Admiral, also wearing a full set of neat uniforms, with his hands behind his back, said calmly: "Your Excellency, the glorious navy will not have such scum."

Dulinder smiled and shook his head, and he looked down at the sea below the battleship.

In the deep sea water, a streamlined black shadow that is almost a mile long is quietly suspended in the sea water.

Dulinder knocked on the guardrail in front of him, making a crisp sound of "ding": "Dear Lord Henrak, today's moonlight is good. Can you help me get some fresh and delicious midnight snack?"

The sea water surface has rippled slightly.

After a few breaths, the thickness of a water tank was grayish white all over, making up for countless purple-red spots and countless plate-sized suction cups. There were also sharp horny bulges in the suction cup openings and protruding wrist feet stretched out from the sea water.

On the suction cup of the wrist foot, a bluefin tuna that was more than ten feet long was swinging its tail frantically, but was sucked on the suction cup, without any possibility of breaking free.

A long chirping came from the depths of the sea.

Dulinde and his adjutant smiled happily. Such a big bluefin tuna is a treasure!

"Ha, dear Lord Henrak, when I return to the Empire, I will treat you with tender veal... Well, I hope that this time we will have enough harvest. I will treat you with a meal, and I will go bankrupt."

Dulinder smiled brightly.

A long chirping came again from the depths of the sea, and waves more than a foot high appeared on the sea surface.

Dulind clapped his hands, and several strong sailors rushed up quickly, and they quickly untied the big fish from Henrak's wrists and feet.

When a medium-sized logistics ship was out of the water, it approached the "Marine Authority". On the deck, a group of logistics sailors took over the big fish and bleeded the big fish on the dedicated platform on the deck of the logistics ship, and handled it cleanly.

Dulind leaned against the guardrail and smiled as the sailors on the logistics ship were busy.

"Prepare a delicious sashimi for us, and everyone can share the rest."

Dulinde and his adjutant were looking forward to the next delicious and fresh snack. On Dulinde's wrist, on a thin blue metal chain, a thumb-sized conch made a soft whisper.

Dulinde frowned, and he looked at his adjutant, and both of them strided at the same time and rushed towards the captain's room on the warship.

The captain's room on the Marine Authority is very spacious, enough to accommodate more than ten people working here.

The captain's room full of various sea charts is hung in the middle of a wall. The bronze mirror about six feet high and three feet wide is hazy. If you observe carefully, the bronze mirror is gray and there is nothing unusual. But if you glance from the corner of your eyes, you will find that there seem to be countless figures flashing in the bronze mirror at any time.

Dulinde came to the front of the bronze mirror, he glanced at his adjutant and said helplessly: "I hate dealing with these things...but...well, this is my duty."

Dulinde frowned, took out a small sharp dagger, and gently cut his right index finger.

A drop of blood oozed out, and Dulinde applied the blood to the bronze mirror.

A faint light shone out in the bronze mirror, and a badge with complex shape flashed by. Dulinde and his adjutant had already seen the badge clearly.

"The message from the Embassy of the Deren Empire?" Dulinder murmured in a low voice: "So, is it His Highness George's order?"

A blurry, twisted figure emerged in the bronze mirror.

Accompanied by sharp and vague murmurs, accompanied by strange fluctuations that make people's soul shake and restless, lines of twisted blood words slowly seeped out of the bronze mirror.

"Before the war begins, organize an elite commando team to raid the Vitu family, chairman of the seven-member committee of Tulun Port?"

"Kill the mistress of the Vitu family, and hide her body in the head of Friether, a member of the Deren Empire's royal family?"

"Well, for this operation, is there a hidden thread installed by the embassy next to Fricett?"

Dulinde and his adjutant looked at each other.

"Is this going to provoke a dispute between the local and royal family of the Dureng Empire?" Dulinde frowned: "It seems that it is a good idea... If the Tulun Port is in chaos before the war breaks out, it will be beneficial to us."

Dulinde's adjutant lowered his voice: "And, the Vitu family's family should be very rich."

Dulind glanced at his adjutant: "Dear Mr. Dex, please pay attention to your identity, you are the glorious navy..."

Adjutant Major General Dex smiled: "But, general, the children have been on the ship for many days... I think they should be given an extra allowance to maintain morale."

Dulind narrowed his eyes: "How many people do you think this commando should have?"

Dex chuckled and shook his head: "How powerful can a rural nobleman in Tulum Port have? A fully-built Marine battalion should be enough, right?"

Dulinder smiled: "Then, the login is..."

Dex walked to the full map of Tulun Port, and pointed his fingers heavily on the map.
Chapter completed!