Pirates Into the Navy

Silla's fair face seemed to be smeared with a layer of rouge, her breath was like blue, and her face was unnaturally flushed. Al holding Silla in his arms looked like a completely charming sight to outsiders.

"With your skills like this, you are actually a person with abilities."

Al's exclamation broke through the clouds and changed the climate. The clouds reflecting the sunset suddenly dispersed, and the bright sunshine instantly turned into biting ice and snow. The shyness on the female ensign's face faded, and the situation suddenly changed.

The black cloud overwhelms the city and wants to destroy it.

Al guessed that this was a domineering expression on his face. The next moment, his waist was hit hard by Sheila's sword hilt, and he fell back unconsciously.

Silla took this opportunity to get up, but she was still swaying. Seeing that her forehead was about to make close contact with the ground for the second time, just before falling, she pulled out her beloved sword and inserted the sword into the ground with difficulty.Silla held the hilt of the sword with both hands and rested her forehead on it, finally able to steady her body.

Al held his abdomen. It didn't hurt much, but he didn't know if he should step forward and help her.Is it embarrassing to be called a person with abilities? Or was my tone just wrong?

After a while, Silla's breathing became calmer. She stood up, turned back, and said to Al expressionlessly.

"Please follow me back to the naval base. I will report everything truthfully and then confirm your identity to Lieutenant Colonel Catherine."

Al nodded. He looked at Silla's arm and said with some hesitation: "Is the injury on your hand okay?"

Silla turned a deaf ear, turned around, and walked forward step by step.

Not just her hands, in Al's eyes, Silla was almost covered in injuries.The wound on her arm was still oozing blood, and the bruise on her forehead had already scarred, leaving a dark red mark between her eyebrows. Not to mention the scratches on her body, even her uniform was damaged in many places. The same skin is dazzlingly white.

It felt like she had gone through all the trouble to defeat Schneider, and Al's role was to stand by and cheer her on.

"Because looking at the entire naval base, she is the weakest one." Catherine's words echoed in Al's mind.

If you only count the superficial strength, Sheila may be the weakest one, but if you add the fruit ability, it may be different.Al followed Silla, thinking a lot.

If Sheila is really a person with abilities, then she definitely cannot be of the natural type, and this possibility can be ruled out.

Animal type Al scratched his head. It was really possible for Sheila to resist being beaten like this.

But if it was the animal type, she should have transformed just now in the base. After all, if Al hadn't stepped forward, Sheila would definitely not be able to defeat Schneider.This brainless ensign should not have the IQ to hide his strength.

Then she could only be a superwoman, but she didn't show any superpowers. Just as Al was thinking hard, an exclamation came from the distance.

"Second Lieutenant" a sailor named Anna is running towards this side. Behind her are the panting Sakis and others, followed by a group of gun-wielding sailors and a medic carrying a red cross box. Hanging at the back of the team, sweating profusely.

Ana threw herself into Silla's arms and said with a cry: "This group of people said you were shot, and they said you were about to die."

The moment he caught Anna, Al found that Silla's right leg softened and her whole body tilted diagonally backwards. Seeing that both of them were about to fall to the ground, Al quickly stretched out an index finger to put on Silla's back. , to help her slow down her figure.

"I'm fine, I'm sorry for making you worry." Silla stroked Ana's head and said softly.

Doesn't this make you talk well? Al retracted his finger and gave a thumbs up to Sakis and others who had just completed the task and fell to the ground tiredly.

"But, I did see you were shot." Sakis breathed heavily and said with some doubts.

"He was shot, and it was a seastone bullet." Al added.

After hearing Hailou Shi, Anna, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, became a little silent, and even the medical soldier behind her who was about to step forward to check Sheila froze in place.

This reaction was a bit interesting, Al touched his chin.

"It's Hailou Shi, but I'm just too tired..." Silla quickly defended.

"That's right, that's right. It's just because we are too tired that our second lieutenant is not a capable person." Anna hurriedly agreed, with an unnatural smile on her face, and the sailors around her nodded like pecking rice.

What's going on? Now it's Al's turn to be stunned. Is there something wrong with me? Or does all the navy think that becoming an esper is not a good thing? Don't you know what kind of monsters your generals are?

Things shouldn't be that simple. Al suppressed his urge to ask questions. He decided to find an opportunity to clarify these questions to Catherine.

After repeatedly confirming that Siela was indeed fine, Anna finally remembered the business and began to report on the current situation in Kent Town.

"There are now a total of 37 pirates in Kent Town. There are 12 people in the naval base, 10 of whom are from Central Street and have lost consciousness for some reason." Anna glanced at Al.

"Then," she pointed to Richie and Schneider, who were lying quietly on the shore, "there are two leaders here."

"Finally, right behind me, is this group of people who don't look like pirates."

"The rest of the pirates have been imprisoned in the base, but what should we do with this group?" After the report, Anna asked for next instructions.

Silla said coldly.

"No matter what they have done, pirates are pirates. Bring them to the base and wait until the lieutenant colonel comes back before making a decision."

The faces of Sakis and others were ashen, and their days of drinking every day seemed to be over.

"...No need to lock them up. Let them wait in the corner of the square. I will tell her the truth when the lieutenant colonel comes back."

"After all, people need help to rebuild the streets."

Sakis didn't hear the kindness hidden in Shera's words. He leaned close to Al and prayed.

"Al, um, I don't think the captain and Richie should be left here. I want to take them both with me."

Silla hesitated for a moment and then asked the marine soldier.

"Did you bring a stretcher and a white cloth?" The sailors shook their heads. They came out in a hurry and they couldn't take care of these things. Besides, it couldn't be justified that they were obviously going to support the second lieutenant but brought a white cloth.

"Then go to the base..." Al interrupted before Silla finished speaking.

"No need to be so troublesome."

"Sakis, can you carry Richie?"

"can"

"Whatever you want." Silla said a word and led the others towards the base.

Schneider, you are too heavy. Al was carrying Schneider on his back and felt the gourd around his waist was a little uncomfortable.

"Consider this as reward." Al took off the gourd and looked at the morning sun. He found that half of the wine inside was still there, but he didn't know what kind it was.

Whatever it is, as long as it tastes good.

While walking, the phone bug in Anna's arms suddenly rang, and Lieutenant Colonel Catherine's voice came from it.

"I'm back." She said softly, but before Anna could be happy, Catherine's next words shocked everyone.

"Go to the base immediately and prepare to meet General Sakaski"