Tina was already in a trance. Once upon a time, she firmly believed that Smoker was the most outrageous marine in the navy, but now she realized that compared with the black-haired boy, Smoker was just a good boy. This is the Navy’s G-1 super-large fortress known for its strict military discipline! A moment later, in the base commander's office. Luoya stood straight with full of vigor. "Colonel Loya, come and report!" "." The flying squirrel stared at Loya's handsome Mohawk, and for a moment he didn't know whether to be angry or happy. Mohawk is the best in the world! Ahem, no!
The discipline of the G-1 branch is almost being distorted! Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel had a sullen face and asked coldly, "Colonel Loya, do you know what you have done?" "Actively participate in training?" Luo Ya stroked his chin. He took his subordinates to participate in training as soon as he arrived, so he should be commended. "Snapped!" Desktop HP—1. "wrong!" Looking at the stubborn Loya, Flying Squirrel slammed the table angrily, his anger rising. This brat hasn't realized his mistake yet! Are you actively participating in training? You are obviously here to cause trouble! During the training camp, he knew that Luoya was a super problem child. Zhan Guo arranged for Luoya to come to the G-1 branch, but he was a hundred percent unwilling. Because Master Zefa asked him to do so, he reluctantly accepted Loya and promised Master Zefa to train Loya well. As a result, this kid made his blood pressure soar as soon as he arrived. The flying squirrel asked with a serious face, "Colonel Loya, what's the matter with your hairstyle and that of your subordinates?" "Report to Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, we are all your fans. When we learned that you were coming to the G-1 branch, we specially cut our hair the same as yours to express our respect for you!" Justified and convincing. Luo Ya took out his little notebook with eyes full of anticipation. "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, could you please sign an autograph for us? I want to frame it and hang it on the wall of my dormitory to admire it every day." "."
The flying squirrel felt his blood pressure rising again. I regret it. I regret it very much. He shouldn't have agreed to let this guy join the G-1 branch! There really isn't any big problem with the hairstyle. Due to the rampant piracy, the marines are under a lot of pressure as a whole, and they won't interfere too much in personal issues such as hairstyle and tattoos. In fact, any captain with a little personality would do something different to highlight his uniqueness. But normally, lower-level marines don't need to have such individuality, and the overall attire of marines must conform to the positive image of the navy. This is an unwritten rule. There is no doubt that Mohawk is super stylish! But more than 200 people all wore Mohawk hairstyles. What a shame! The flying squirrel slowed down his tone and negotiated tactfully: "Colonel Loya, can you let the marines you brought change their hairstyle to a normal one?" "Hey, Lieutenant General, you don't like Mohawks?" Loya stared straight at Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's Mohawk, which happened to be dark red and more eye-catching than a rooster's comb. The flying squirrel's face twitched. Of course, he loves Mohawk very much. Among all the vice admirals in the headquarters, his super stylish Mohawk is unique! To be honest, he was very happy to have subordinates who also appreciated Mohawk, which proved that his subordinates had quite good taste. But the problem is If the other lieutenant generals knew about this, they would definitely laugh at him! Flying Squirrel took a deep breath and said, "Loya, this is not a question of like or not. So many people have Mohawks, which seriously affects the discipline of the G-1 branch—" "Wait a minute, Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel!" Loya took out the Navy Discipline Manual and asked as he flipped through it, "You said it affected military discipline. Which chapter and which article did you mention?" "This" The flying squirrel was stunned. Good boy, you come prepared! Loya narrowed his eyes. He was well aware that his behavior was out of line, so when he had nothing to do he would study military rules and regulations. The navy is a formal organization, which has many similarities with the organization in the previous life. Simply put, as long as one does not make mistakes in principle, no one can do anything to him. The only downside is that, like the problem Smoker faces, the consequence of being a maverick will affect his path to promotion. But does he care? Within the establishment, as long as you have no desires and do not make big mistakes, you are invincible. Some minor problems in your work style are not a big deal at all, at most you will be criticized by name.
If you want a promotion, just exchange it for military merit. This world is flooded with pirates, and as long as you have the ability, it is only a matter of time before you climb up. However, getting promoted by relying on seniority and connections would take a long time, which did not fit in with his plan for himself. Another very important point is that Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel has a very upright style, and with his relationship with Teacher Zefa, it is impossible for him to go too far. If he were facing Admiral Akainu, he would have to consider whether he would be melted directly after angering Akainu. It depends on the person you serve! Another point is that the navy is a purely military organization and is very tolerant of officers with strength and potential. The flying squirrel's head was aching. Okay, you want to play this on me, right? "Loya, according to military regulations, you can only take a maximum of 10 subordinates with you, but the current situation seriously exceeds the number limit. I must repatriate them!" "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, I know that this is indeed a violation of military discipline, but I have my reasons. Please listen to them before making a decision." Loya sighed and began his speech with a melancholy look. "My subordinates were originally street thugs in Rogue Town. They stole and cheated all day long. They were uneducated and had caused a lot of trouble to the people." "But we can't blame them entirely, because they are all orphans who lacked parental discipline since childhood. It is this chaotic world that caused them to become like that." "After I became the base chief of Rogue Town, I was committed to maintaining the peace of Rogue Town. How to resettle them became the top priority." "They are still children and should have a bright future!" “I’m really heartbroken!” "It just so happened that the Rogue Town Navy suffered heavy losses in the fight against the Arlong Pirates. In order to replenish its forces and to allow these children to start a new life, I recruited them into the navy." "But they are used to being lazy after all. Even if they become navy soldiers, some of their bad habits are still difficult to correct. As the one who recruited them, I have the responsibility to take care of them and must be responsible for their future." "I know very well that once I leave, these children will return to their previous state, so I brought them to the G-1 branch, hoping to train them into real marines in this majestic fortress!" "Admiral Flying Squirrel, do you understand?" "I can't just ignore them!" Know it with emotion, move it with reason. Luo Ya opened his big 24K gold Caroline Lauder eyes wide and looked expectantly at Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, hoping to move him. Admiral Flying Squirrel was silent. He didn't believe a single punctuation mark in the nonsense this kid said. What made him speechless the most was that when he was talking to Luoya about reason, Luoya talked to him about military discipline. When he was talking to Luoya about military discipline, the boy immediately turned around and talked to him about feelings. If he refused, wouldn't he seem like the devil? So angry!
The flying squirrel propped up its chin with both hands and stared at Loya with a dim gaze. "Colonel Loya, according to military regulations--" "I won't listen, I won't listen!" Loya simply covered his ears. Oh, this doesn't move you? It’s okay, I still have a plan. "Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, if you are unwilling to take them in, then drive me away with you. It would be best if you drive us to the G-5 branch." "We are one!" "I'm here, and they're here too!" hiss--! The flying squirrel was stunned. Damn it, does this kid have any shame? He actually played rogue on him! Mr. Zefa, can I return the goods? Chapter 113 I am under the protection of Senior Brother Flying Squirrel at dusk. Loya returned to the training ground. Facing the expectant gazes of his subordinates, Luoya raised the corner of his mouth, then slowly raised his hand and made a "yeah" gesture! Get it! The subordinates immediately cheered excitedly. "The Colonel is awesome!" "Stay calm, it's all thanks to Mohawk!" Luo Ya raised his hand and stroked his rooster comb. It seemed a little awkward at first, but now, it feels quite stylish. That's it! Loya came up to Tina and said in a mean way, "Colonel Tina, please help me and my men arrange accommodation." "understood." Tina sighed helplessly. Since Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel did not drive Loya away, she could only do as he asked. "Really? What on earth is Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel thinking? Tina is confused." Dormitories, dining places, gathering places and training venues, etc., a set of standard onboarding procedures has already been mastered.
In addition, officers at the colonel level can bring their families with them. Behind the G-1 Fortress, just below the Red Earth Continent, there is a special town called "Red Port". The town is basically inhabited by government officials and navy families, and it is quite prosperous. In addition, there is a bubble lift at the innermost part of the town that leads to the holy land. Early the next morning. The specific tasks had not been assigned yet. As a colonel of the headquarters, Loya did not have to follow the training and had a lot of free time, so he went directly to the brigadier general in charge of logistics. After explaining your intention.