I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

Back in the office, Victor patted Sis on the shoulder, feeling particularly comfortable.

"Long face, you really give me a long face, Sith, Smogg, the devil incarnate. I heard about his reputation when I was still in the headquarters. I didn't expect that he could be defeated by me. I won't tell him about it." Do you know how many people will die from envy?"

"Haha." Sis smiled awkwardly, "Let's forget it, colonel. Now you have gained some face, but my hatred has become bigger. I always suspect that kid wants to slap me in the face."

Victor spread his hands, looking innocent, "What does that have to do with me?"

"Colonel Victor, no, uncle, you won't cheat me like this, will you?"

"Ha!" Victor sneered and patted Cousin's cheek, his eyes full of amusement, "Uncle? Do you still remember that I am your uncle? Do you know that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests? How dare you do this to me? My beloved Monica, you are so beautiful."

"Cough." Sith coughed and became silent.

"Oh, forget it, this matter is over. After all, you are leaving soon and you may not come back in the future. This bad relationship is officially over, and I can worry less." Wei. Ke Duo turned around, and for some reason, his voice was a little low.

The pig who spied on his cabbage was leaving, and his old subordinate who had followed him for many years was about to be promoted. Two good things came together, but why was he always unhappy?

Sighing, Victor groped in the cabinet behind him for a while and took out the saber he had carefully maintained. It was his treasure and had saved his life several times in a hail of bullets.

"Here, take it, it's not a good knife, just use it for make do."

"Uncle, you..." Sisi didn't dare to take it. This knife was Victor's life. He wiped it carefully every night, so how could he dare to take it.

"I told you to just take it, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Victor put the knife into Sith's arms with one hand, his expression seemed a little lonely,

"My uncle is old and can no longer fight. He can only stay in the world to take care of his old age. But you are different. You are still young and you still have a bright future. You need it more than me. Besides, as a sword, you can keep it in the sheath." The slow decay is the most painful, and I don’t want it to be like that.”

Victor said everything to this extent, and Sith could only nod his head and carefully put the knife on his waist.

"Does it have a name, uncle?"

"Cang, I used to have the name of a friend who took me to join the navy. Now he is no longer there. I once wanted to make the name 'Cang' famous all over the world, but I couldn't compare to it until I retired to the second line. A good sharp knife can work fifty times, but I have given up this idea now."

Victor blew out a smoke ring, and there was a sense of vicissitude on his face that only belonged to a middle-aged man.

Sith raised his head and looked directly at Victor. Somehow, at that moment, he had a different kind of vitality.

"I will do it, uncle. I will lead 'Cang' to become famous all over the world. One day, I will lead him to surpass 'Ye', surpass the supreme sword, and become the strongest and most shining in the world. knife."

Victor nodded and smiled. He didn't take Sith's words seriously. After all, he thought so before he was severely beaten. But, being young is really good.

"Okay, go back and pack your things, we're leaving."

Victor turned around and waved his hand towards Sith. As he got older, he was no longer used to separation.

"Yeah." Sissy was silent, but suddenly he walked towards Victor as if he thought of something, and lowered his voice, "Uncle, I have to leave. I only have one thing to tell you."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Victor immediately became vigilant. Could it be that this thing is still evil, and it really made him sensational for so long in vain.

"Be careful of your stepmother, bah, no, be careful of your wife."

"Be careful about my wife?" Victor frowned and slapped Sis on the forehead. "Don't worry, I won't let him bully Monica. Go on your way with peace of mind."

"No, uncle, really..."

"Okay, I'll be careful. If you don't leave, don't blame me for falling out."

"Oh." Sith sighed and nodded helplessly, "Forget it, you just have to be careful anyway."

Sis didn't say much, but he still didn't think that the kind of official wife who tried to seduce his subordinates would have other motives.

……

The night was already very deep, but the island where the Xihai Navy Branch 177 was located was brightly lit, as if it were a festival. From time to time, one or two fireworks shot into the sky, which was very beautiful.

Sis stood on the boat, looking at the island that was getting further away, feeling a little melancholy.

"Lieutenant Sith, what's wrong? You haven't left home for too long and you can't bear to leave?"

Dasqi, who was practicing his sword skills on the deck, wiped the sweat from his face and looked towards Sith.

Sis shook his head and glanced at the sky. There was an aura called melancholy and handsome man covering his body.

"No, Second Lieutenant Dasqi, I just saw the coldness of human nature."

"Oh, what do you say?"

"Those bastards, when they saw me leaving, they beat gongs and drums and set off firecrackers. We are old friends and comrades-in-arms for so many years. Do you think this is justified? Is it justified?" Sith was furious and looked up to the sky. scold.

Dasqi sheathed her sword and rolled her eyes at him, "Maybe it's because you're not very popular!"

"No, of course not. I'm very popular in town."

"Why then?"

"Because men think they can pick up girls without me."

Dasqi frowned and looked at Sith up and down. He really looked like a good person.

"I think the chances are better without you."

"Haha, are you kidding me, Second Lieutenant Dasqi? Do you think it's all because of me that men can't find girlfriends?" Sis sneered and spread his hands with an innocent expression.

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not. I just raised the standards for girls to choose mates. As for why they can't find girlfriends, it's purely because they are not gentle enough."

"Are you gentle then?"

"Gentle, of course I am gentle. I am a Sith and gentleness is my nature."

"poet?"

"Yes, he is a poet."

"Then can you compose poetry?"

Sith shrugged, with a helpless expression, "Second Lieutenant Dasqi, don't care about these details."

"Hmph." Dasqi snorted and turned his head away. Like the base commander, he was not a good person.

"To give you a very simple example, if you get married, would you choose me or Smog?" Sis pressed his hands on the railing on the deck, feeling somewhat good about himself.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I don't choose either one." Dasqi glanced at him, picked up the knife, turned around and left, leaving Sis a head.

"No, why is this?"

"You're too spendy. Besides, I hate smoking."

"I...you..." Sis scratched his face, pointed at Dusqi's back, and said loudly, "Oh, you are such a superficial woman, you can only see my beautiful skin, but you can't see my gentle heart. "