A Pirate's Counting Life

After breakfast, Mark and Shirley walked towards the blacksmith shop in the ninth block, preparing to get back their blood cherry. As soon as they arrived at the end of the ninth block, they saw the old blacksmith sitting on the doorstep.

While drinking and admiring the beauties in cool clothes on the street, Mark silently crossed out the idea of ​​living in seclusion in the mountains and forests in the future. He felt that the old man's state of seclusion in the city was very good.

Feeling the subtle change in the aura next to him, Mark quickly withdrew his gaze. Although his long legs were beautiful, Mark still cared more about his own life.

"Your sword, boy"

The old man threw the bloody cherry towards Mark, then poured a sip of wine into his mouth, staring at a pink-haired girl in a miniskirt. The blush on her face was unclear whether it was because of the wine or the beautiful girl.

Mark took the flying blood cherry, pulled it out and tried the feel, slightly getting used to the change in weight.

He gave a thumbs up to the old man, pulled the somewhat unhappy Shirley beside him, and walked towards the navy's shipyard.

"Do you men all like pretty girls?"

Mark glanced sideways at Shirley and instinctively felt that something was not right. After thinking for a second, he slowly said, "I don't know what other people are like, so I won't make any comments. But as a face blind person, I just think you are the prettiest."

"Grumpy"

Shirley hugged Mark's right hand with a happy face and put her entire body weight on him

Mark breathed a sigh of relief. During the rest of the journey, Mark stared at the road under his feet.

He didn't dare to look at the beautiful women in cool clothes around him. Looking at the shipyard not far away, Mark felt relieved. At this moment, Shirley suddenly said

"If one day you meet a girl who is better than me, and that girl also likes you, what will you do?"

Mark, who was in a relaxed mood, was about to say, "Are you stupid? Children only ask multiple-choice questions. I want them all." When the words came to his mouth, Mark's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he looked at Shirley's clear eyes.

He suddenly realized that if he said this, he might be beaten into the ICU. After a moment of silence, Mark looked at Shirley affectionately and said slowly.

"Actually, who you are with is like picking up shells at the beach. I know there must be a better and more beautiful one on this vast seaside, but human life is so short. I have already picked up the unique one that belongs to me. Then leave the rest to others.”

The moment he finished speaking, Mark seemed to see a flash of light in Shirley's eyes, and he was secretly glad that he drank a lot of poisonous chicken soup in his previous life, otherwise he would probably have to say goodbye to his naval career today.

Mark was a little afraid that Shirley would ask some life-threatening questions, so he pulled the other person and ran towards the shipyard.

Before they even reached the gate, they saw three hundred sailors standing there solemnly. When a captain saw Mark, he quickly stepped forward and gave a military salute.

"Hello, Colonel, are you Colonel Mark?"

"Are you the subordinates assigned to me by this headquarters?"

After hearing Mark's answer, the captain stood at attention and saluted and shouted loudly, "Daqi, the teacher of the 1464th session of the Naval School, is reporting to you that all three hundred students have arrived. Please give your instructions!"

"Roar!"

The three hundred students behind the captain roared in unison, and Mark nodded slowly. At least the mental outlook of this group of people seemed pretty good.

"This is the student roster. Please take a look at it."

The captain handed a roster to Mark, then waved behind him, and ten officers ran over from the team.

Just when Mark thought the other party was going to introduce himself, the captain shouted loudly, "The handover is completed, and I wish you good luck in military affairs."

After saying that, he led ten officers and ran towards the headquarters building. Looking at the three hundred young recruits in front of him, Mark was slightly startled.

The recruits from the naval academy and the recruits from the training camp are completely different people. The strength of both sides is not at the same level.

At first, Mark thought that he only had to be responsible for the force, and the rest would be left to his officers. As a result, now he not only has to be responsible for the force, but also manages the food, drink and urination of 300 people.

He felt a little pain in his head. His only management experience came from the large-scale RPG games he played in his previous life. Mark rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly.

"You all follow me"

Mark led everyone to find his small 800-meter warship next to the 100-meter-long warships.

Mark stood on the bow waiting for the warship to be launched. Under the operation of the shipyard navy, the warship slowly left the track and came to the sea.

Mark began to command the sailors Yang Fan. The shipyard would regularly maintain the ship. The things on the ship were almost exactly the same as what he saw two years ago.

The warship sailed into the waters near Shampoo, and Shirley looked at the Chambord Islands in the distance with some anticipation.

"Would you like to go up and have a look? Anyway, we don't have any fixed tasks when we come out this time."

Shirley's eyes flashed slightly when she heard this and she whispered, "This...is not good."

Seeing Shirley's expression of wanting to go but being afraid of being blamed, Mark smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand to touch the other person's head and said softly, "It's okay, I happen to be a little curious too, so just go play with me for a few days."

"Ok!"

Shirley nodded heavily, happily kept Mark's hand, and leaned lightly on his shoulder.

"Report to the colonel that a slave ship has been spotted ahead."

Mark glanced at the somewhat indignant sailor and said softly, "That's not a slave ship."

Hai Bing's eyes dimmed a bit, as if he was dissatisfied with Mark's inaction. Before he could vent his dissatisfaction, he heard Mark's cold voice.

"That's a pirate ship, do you understand? Private, you don't need me to teach you how to deal with pirates, right?"

"Yes! Colonel"

The sailor saluted Mark excitedly and ran quickly to the helmsman's side and said a few words.

"Ship...Captain, the navy is approaching!"

"Why panic! We are no longer pirates. We are serving the noble Celestial Dragons. We are just a group of marines. Don't be afraid of them."

A one-eyed man looked disdainfully at the warship behind him, then looked up at the flag flying on the mast. He was a little dissatisfied with his younger brother's timidity. He was going to sell him to a slave auction as soon as he docked.

The warship slowly approached the slave ship and forced it to stop on the sea. Mark led [-] sailors and swaggered onto the deck of the slave ship.

The remaining navy on the warship aimed their guns at the enemies on the slave ship. Gio walked forward with a smile and said proudly to Mark.

"We are the subordinates of the great Gyxese Saint of Ogias. Why do you lowly navy block our way! You will all die for delaying the work of the Gyxese Saint!"

Gio glanced around with a haughty look, looked at Mark playfully and said slowly

"If you kneel down and lick my shoes clean, and then give me the woman next to you, then this matter will be over."

Mark stretched out his left little finger to pick out his ear, and said to Shirley beside him, "Did you hear a dog barking?"

Gio's face instantly turned red and he was about to curse, when he was slapped away by Mark and hit the fence on the left side hard. Gio knelt on the ground with his hands on the deck, and six teeth came out of his mouth. He was just about to use some harsh words. Then I heard Mark's extremely cold voice.

"Kill them all"

As soon as the words fell, the navy on the deck began a massacre, and a group of unprepared pirates were defeated in an instant.

Most of them wanted to follow their boss to humiliate the navy that was afraid of them in the past. Almost all of them went to the deck with bare hands, but their boss was slapped away by the other party.

"You...how dare you!"

Gio looked at Mark with a horrified expression. Listening to the screams around him, Gio finally put down his arrogant face and kept shouting.

"We are the subordinates of the Tianlong people! You can't treat us like this!"

Mark looked at the crazy Gio with a calm face, stretched out his index finger and used the shaving technique to click quickly in the air, and shouted softly

"Clap~"

A bloody hole appeared in Gio's chest. Mark made pistol gestures with both hands and shouted softly in Gio's horrified eyes.

"Crack...crack...crack"

Bloody holes kept appearing on Gio's body, and his whole body shook wildly until his head was blown to pieces.

"Whoo~"

Mark gently blew the smoke from his fingers. The high-speed impact caused his fingers to generate high temperatures. Fortunately, he was covered with armor, otherwise he would have suffered a broken bone.