Extraordinary Sailing

Although Gary grew up very fast during this period, even Krulu, the first mate of the Blood Anchor at the time, dared not fall into the siege of sailors with a scimitar, let alone Gary who was unarmed.

Thirty people had already exceeded his limit.

Seeing Aiwen rushing into the battle circle, the veterans who were already passionate couldn't remember that he was an alternate officer and the superior of all of them, so they immediately sent some people to Aiwen.

Gary, who had already received a few punches and kicks, had Aiwen join in to share the pressure, and his firepower was fully fired instantly. According to Aiwen's previous teachings, keep moving on the deck to create a local force advantage. You can only face up to three people at a time, and if there are more than three people, turn around and run, which fully embodies guerrilla tactics.

"boom--"

"Oops"

These veterans were knocked down one by one with such force.

Not to mention Aiwen's side, agility is his specialty, even in a siege, he can easily find a gap to kill his opponent on the spot.

Ivan pinched a veteran's wrist and twisted it lightly, and punched him under the ribs at the moment when he was deformed due to painful movements, instantly losing his fighting power.

"ah--"

The veterans who fought against each other screamed loudly, but in fact they were not seriously injured. Ivan and Gary specifically attacked their weak spots. Although the pain could make people faint, they will be fine after a night's rest .

In the melee, no, it should be said that it was a group of people in a one-sided "massacre", but they didn't find a tall middle-aged man wearing a school officer's uniform and a cloak, who had been watching them from the poop for a long time .

"Young people are so full of energy!" Colonel Geer, the captain of the Silver Wing, who had returned to the ship at some point, sighed.

Colonel Geer was a tall, middle-aged man with short gray hair. Standing tall on the poop, he looked like a majestic cliff standing by the sea for hundreds of millions of years. Even the stormy waves couldn't move him in the slightest.

During his service career, as long as he was on board, the crew members would feel extremely at ease, and they firmly believed that he could lead them back to the voyage no matter how dangerous the weather was.

It seems that both sides in the fight have a sense of proportion, and Captain Geer doesn't want to be too involved. Competition in the army is not a bad thing. After he really went to sea, he would not let these guys still have such vigorous energy.

"Chris, let the winning side be responsible for throwing the losing back into the cabin, and cleaning the deck by the way, that's it." Geer ordered to the boatswain behind him, and turned around to return to his captain's cabin.

"Yes, Your Excellency! By the way, this is the list of personnel added today, would you like to have a look at it?" Chris, the boatswain who was wearing a blue cloth turban instead of a sailor cap, saluted and handed Geer a few sheets of writing. List of people with full names and profiles.

"Okay, leave it to me, thank you Chris." Geer took the paper, turned and left the poop.

Back in his captain's cabin, Geer was a little lost in his thoughts when he heard the young people's fighting noises still faintly coming from outside.

He looked up at a portrait hanging prominently in the captain's cabin.

A two-masted expedition ship above is riding the wind and waves on the sea, the sky is a little dark, and the wind and waves are also very strong, but there are two energetic young people on board who don't care about the weather, pointing to the distance with their shoulders crossed and their backs looking excited .

One of them was tall and gray-haired, apparently the same as Colonel Geer when he was young, and the other was a little shorter, brown-haired and black-eyed, not like the mainstream appearance of Phalatis, but a minority of Ilia from the neighboring country appearance characteristics.

But just by looking at the painting, you can tell that the relationship between the two is very good, and the country is not an obstacle. What's more, they both belong to the Tulip Alliance. For hundreds of years, both the upper class and the common people have intermarried frequently, and there has long been no ethnic characteristics unique to any country.

"Old friend, if there were no accidents, your son should have reached the age to join the army, right? Will he fight like those energetic brats outside? Will he learn from you that you already have the courage to fight for your beloved? Is your girl writing a love letter? Hehe"

"No, no, if you are still alive, you will definitely not let him join the army, you will only let him inherit your expedition ship and continue to be a great explorer, just like us back then, right!

You said it was the blood of explorers that runs in your family veins, and I know it, Furman Garriott! "

I was touched by the slapstick of young people, and remembered the old friends and good brothers who shared the same goals but died young.

It took a long time before Geer looked away from the painting and slowly opened the list of recruits that had been on the table for a long time.

Tim Spark, 20 years old, five years in the military, served on the battleship "Sunflower", gunner, evaluation: excellent

Oliver Judd, nineteen years old, three years in the service, rigger, HMS Reef

Geer looked through the pages carefully, and his own salary standards had been submitted to the logistics department long ago. These people did meet the requirements, but they didn't have the kind of talents that made people shine.

"Gary Farman, fifteen years old, recruit (second overall score in the boot camp), rank: late apprentice knight."

Geer's eyes brightened. A talent in the late stage of an apprentice knight can already be trained as the backbone of hand-to-hand combat. Even on a battleship, there are never too many talents of this kind who have already embarked on the path of extraordinaryness.

Why haven't the militaries of various countries cultivated extraordinary troops on a large scale? In addition to the external factors mentioned earlier, factors such as a person's aptitude, compatibility with the extraordinary path, and later training resources all make this idealized approach unfeasible.

As for Gary, who was born with a physique as high as 0.7, and did not get it through knight training, he didn't know.

Geer was satisfied and continued to look down.

"Alvin Garriott, fifteen years old, warrant officer"

Just looking at the name, Geer's heart felt as if struck by lightning, and he stood up suddenly. Just now he was still remembering his old friend and his heir, but the next moment he saw this familiar yet unfamiliar name, how could he not lose his composure?

Then he pinched his brows with some amusement, was he still the same Geer Cowper who didn't change his face in the face of landslides and tsunamis?

"It should just be a duplicate name. After Furman died of illness, his territory was accidentally breached by a group of robbers.

Furman's children all died in the turmoil, and I went there specifically. The later town administrators collected their bodies and erected tombstones, and they were buried in the same cemetery as the Furmans.

I also paid the town superintendent a fee to take care of the cemetery, just a few years ago. "

"Are they really gone?"

Some strange soliloquies echoed in the captain's cabin, gradually getting lower and lower.

The brawl is over, and the boatswain Chris, according to the captain's command, let the two victors, Ivan and Gary, be responsible for cleaning the deck that was stained by them.

Then he returned to his room next to the captain's cabin.

Today, I accompanied the captain to run around the naval base for a day to deal with affairs. It is already evening, and he is going to take a rest and go ashore in the evening to find a place to have a good drink.

"Chris!!!" Suddenly a loud shout sounded in the bosun's ear, and he jumped up reflexively, turned his head and rushed out, the captain would not call himself this tone unless there was an emergency.

Bang——

"Your Excellency, Captain!" Rushing into the captain's cabin, the bosun unexpectedly found that nothing serious happened.

The expression on the face of the captain, Colonel Geer, was not serious. Instead, he had an expression that he had never seen on his face before. Is it anxiety?

"Take me to this recruit's room, immediately! Immediately!" No matter how small the possibility was, Geer didn't want to let it go.

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Chris saw the name "Ivan Garriott" at the end of the list. Although he didn't know what happened, he couldn't question the order of the captain.

The conscientious bosun immediately stood at attention and saluted, and led the way to Ivan's room.