Admiral Middle Age

"You've been pestering to board our ship, you've been pestering us to get you to safety."

"But do you know? The escape route I pointed out to you also requires us to open it up, maintain it, and create it for you with all our efforts."

There was a piece of tranquility on the pier, and no one spoke at this time.

"Do you know? While some of you are still talking here and there with ulterior motives, my sisters are fighting fiercely with the deep sea ahead." Lexing Dun's face became serious, and he looked at the position of the consul, with faint anger flashing: "The purpose is to continuously reduce the number of deep seas and leave a passage for you to pass through. Do you know? Facing so many deep seas, when we fight against them, we will also be injured, sink, and die."

Several people standing in front of Lexington looked at each other left and right, looked at each other in blank dismay, and began to move backward unconsciously under their feet, making way for a huge space.

"The most important thing, if that time really comes, we can only watch helplessly on the bottom of the sea as you are surrounded, bombed, and killed by the deep sea." Lexington's voice also became high-pitched, full of reprimands, and full of a An indescribable anger: "But you guys are still wasting time here without knowing what to say, wasting the time our sisters bought for you with their lives, you are not wasting time, you are wasting your life , do you know? You..."

"Please, please save us." A voice suddenly and loudly interrupted the scene, interrupting Lexington's words quite unreasonably, and suddenly attracted everyone's strange eyes.

Everyone looked back with various emotions, wanting to see what kind of person would interrupt brazenly at such a moment.

"Wow~" Hearing the sound and looking over, everyone who saw clearly what happened suddenly exclaimed.

Lexington, who also saw what happened, frowned tightly.

She didn't know the person who stood up. He was a middle-aged man with a square face that looked quite simple and honest. He was wearing a crumpled uniform that looked a little sloppy. He was pale and walked staggeringly. into the crowd.

The crowd exclaimed softly, and one after another gave way to a passage for him. The passage extended from the periphery of the crowd all the way to the dining table where Lexington was.

It's not because of how majestic this person is, and it's the same, nor is it because of how majestic this person is. After all, the three biggest officials on the island were all standing on this pier.

The reason why everyone gave way to him was because this person was holding a gun in his hand.

A pistol, the specific model Lin Jianguo couldn't recognize, because he didn't know how many kinds of pistols there were, and now that he was in another world, he could recognize this gun as a pistol, or was it because that person had one? With his hand, he raised the gun to his head and pointed it at his head—a gun that could be lifted with one hand and aimed at his head. Lin Jianguo knew only a pistol.

Hmm, maybe microflushing would work too.

But the mantissa should generally have a very long magazine, after all, its loading capacity is about 30 rounds.It’s not like a pistol, which generally can only hold a dozen rounds—so don’t be serious about watching TV, because you don’t know why a pistol with an extended magazine that can only hold a dozen rounds can be used In a battle that can last for several episodes, fight from beginning to end!

Anyway, as long as Lin Jianguo asks such a question, he will definitely be kicked. In the past, he was an old lady, then a daughter-in-law, and later, the youngest daughter has already learned the game of kicking his father's ass. Said that as long as the TV series starts, she will come to Lin Jianguo's side, and use those chubby little feet to kick Dad's ass with high frequency, large range, and long time!

In her opinion, this is almost a necessary ritual when watching gunfight TV series—just like preparing popcorn when watching a movie.

So now Lin Jianguo can recognize it as a pistol.

But he could only recognize it as a pistol. As for whether it was fully automatic or semi-automatic, or other automatic, Lin Jianguo didn't know at all—maybe, it was the pig's foot special 'artifact' in shootout movies.

Who can know this?

However, the troublesome situation now is: it is now pointing squarely at Fang Shucai's temple.

Yes, the person who came was Fang Shucai, the 'captain' of the inspection team who had previously dealt with the 'car accident' between Lin Jianguo and Lai Gouzi.

Following the passageway that the crowd got out of the way, this middle-aged man, wearing a uniform that suddenly looked a little crumpled, without a hat, and with a pale, even pale face, was holding an unrecognizable model of pistol in his hand. Pointing right at his temple, he staggered to the dining table where Lexington was standing.

Things are not looking good.

From the time when he recognized the identity of the person (Lin Jianguo was not the only one present at the time), he received the news that the elder sister's hair was in the admiral's network, and Lin Jianguo was quickly protected by the ship girls. Several naval guns and anti-aircraft machine guns began to aim at this side.

The carrier-based planes have already flown out to cooperate with Katyusha, and once again harvested a wave of deep-sea heads—this little submarine girl of the fighting nation, her hatred-pulling skills are definitely at full value.Going out to attack a deep-sea submarine, but in the end, she gathered about 10 deep-sea submarines at this moment-it must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise, according to the power of the little girl, it will be another big trouble in a short time.

Santiago was a little ready to move. She felt that with her own strength, it would not be a problem to single-handedly overthrow the middle-aged man holding a small pistol—even if he was given a heavy machine gun, the effect would be the same, even if there was no Hull, if you want to overthrow him, you won't have any problems.

But she was stopped by Shi Linyao—except for Lexington who was still standing on the high dining table, she was the tallest standing beside Lin Jianguo now.

Of course, Shi Linyao couldn't let her go - she was counting on her to be a shield at the critical moment.Anyway, the small pistol in that hand can't do any harm to the ship girls at all.

But the Admiral is different.

He's just an ordinary guy.

Fang Shu walked straight to the dining table in a daze, staggered a bit, and then stopped in a daze.

"What do you have to say?" Lexington didn't like this feeling very much.

This feeling of being threatened by others with their own lives.

A bit awkward.

But this is the current situation - an ordinary man, holding a small pistol, is using his own life to threaten the girls on his side.

This situation made Lexington feel a little troublesome - he was just an ordinary person, and the threat was his own life, which supposedly had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't ignore himself, after all, he was here to find him.It can be regarded as having a responsibility.

However, it is not possible to send all the planes and cannons up directly like dealing with the deep sea, and just fight to the death.On the contrary, you have to be more careful, coaxing him, don't let him ruin your own life - hey, I'm not his father (girl, I should be called mother), why should I care about him?

Thinking of what the admiral said, Lexington secretly rolled his eyes.Looking at Fang Shucai's eyes, he became even more indifferent.

He can even think of what he will do to Lexington next-threatening himself to let them board the ship, and then on the ship, threatening himself to eat, drink, provide some accommodation, rest, and even entertainment convenience (as an aircraft carrier, Lexington knows that he can provide all these requirements).

But do not want to provide!

Lexington even secretly made up his mind: If they really make such requests by then, they will say no, and let's say that they will all be converted into carrier-based aircraft hangars and ammunition depots.

What do you guys do?

If you have the ability, you can sleep on the wing of the carrier-based aircraft, there is no shortage of length and enough width.

As for those who want to set a course for themselves, let themselves sail to a certain place; or force other sisters to rush into the deep sea: just to open a safer passage for them and prevent them from causing property damage .

Or, let yourself transport some property for them that they are not willing to discard, thus wasting the safe passage that the sisters have worked so hard to create—although she is kind, she has not witnessed darkness, so in many cases, she would rather be alone. A person wanders alone.

At least in this way, you won't be bothered by so many annoying things.

So, facing the man with the pistol, she didn't even step off the dining table, but stood tall on the dining table, looking at the middle-aged man in a sloppy uniform in front of her with cold eyes.

He staggered to the dining table, stood still in a daze, Fang Shu pointed a pistol at his temple, and slowly raised his head: "Please, save me, save my child, and my family, they , is innocent."

Lexington frowned: This kind of thing in front of him is as expected, using his own life, and then adding the lives of his family members, using his children, to stand on a moral high ground...

This thing bored her.

But looking at the pale face of the middle-aged man in front of her, she didn't want to provoke him too much: "But..."

"I know, I know." The face of the middle-aged man in front of him suddenly flushed, and he suddenly looked a little crazy.His eyes also fell on the face of Lin Jianguo, who was surrounded by the ship girls.

Lexington moved vigilantly, directly blocking the sight of the middle-aged man looking at Lin Jianguo.

The line of sight is blocked.

A little dazed, looking at the pair of long legs in black knee socks standing in front of him, Fang Shu slowly raised his head and met Lexington's expressionless face: "Tell me something, at this time , In your state, it is impossible for me to let you get close to my admiral."

...I...my admiral...

Did I say it?

Did I really say that?

Did I really tell my admiral?

Lexington's face turned red all of a sudden, even though he knew that the middle-aged man behind him might not be able to hear it (how could it be possible), but saying that sentence so openly made the little woman feel a burst of pain Shy: Oh, what's wrong with me today... It's really... I feel very embarrassed!

However, now that the words have been spoken, I am even more sure that I cannot let you pass, so that you may, have the opportunity to hurt my admiral!

A gentle smile floated on the face of the determined little woman, she slowly bent one knee, and slowly and gracefully squatted down on the dining table with one knee, two slender fingers naturally drooped and touched the table.

She fixed her eyes on the middle-aged man in front of her, and also on the muzzle of the gun in his hand: "If you have any request..."

A trace of determination suddenly flashed across Fang Shucai's face: "Please let my child go. Save him."

"Boom~" The gun rang.

The voice is a bit dull.

This is because the muzzle is tightly pressed against the temple, and when the bullet comes out of the chamber, there is not too much air around the muzzle.

Lexington's face was a little dazed.

Although she finally saw that something was wrong, she had already stretched out her hand.

But it was still too late.

The distance between the distance she stretched out her hand and the distance between her fingers pulling the trigger was too great, so even if she was faster, she still didn't move the muzzle of the gun away before the middle-aged man pulled the trigger.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against the temple, and the bullet shot directly from the barrel into the brain, and then pierced the skull, leaving a gap the size of a teacup on the other side.

Brain and blood, mixed with tofu-like brain tissue, and bone fragments, splashed out.