Chapter 22: Ger Cowper

　　Although Gary grew very fast during this period, even the first mate of the Blood Anchor, Kluru, did not dare to be surrounded by sailors with a scimitar, let alone Gary with his bare hands.
　　 Thirty people have really exceeded his limit.
　　 Seeing Aiwen rushing into the battle circle, the already passionate veterans couldn't remember that he was an alternate officer and the superior of all of them, and immediately separated some people and rushed towards Aiwen.
　　Gary, who had already received a few punches and kicks, had Aiwen to join in to share the pressure, and the firepower was instantly on. According to Iwen's previous teaching, he kept moving on the deck to create a local advantage of force. He could only face up to three people at a time, and if more than three people turned around and ran, the guerrilla tactics were fully reflected.
"boom--"
　　 "Hey..."
　　The force is like a bamboo shoot to put down these veterans one by one.
　　 Not to mention Aiwen's side, agility is his specialty, even in the siege, he can easily find a space to kill his opponent on the spot.
　　 Ivan squeezed an old soldier's wrist and twisted it lightly, punching him in the ribs at the moment he deformed due to painful movements, instantly losing his fighting power.
"what--"
The veterans who fought with them screamed and screamed, but in fact they were not seriously injured. Aiwen and Gary specifically attacked their weakness. Although the pain was so painful that people fainted, they would be fine after one night's rest. .
In the melee, no, it should be said that it was a group of people in a unilateral "slaughter", but did not find a tall middle-aged man in a school officer uniform and a cloak. He has been watching them on the stern for a long time. .
　　 "The energy of the young people is really strong!" The Captain of the Silver Wing, Colonel Geer, who did not know when he had returned to the ship exclaimed.
Colonel 　　Geer is a tall, middle-aged man with short gray hair. Standing on the stern of the ship, his body is straight, like a towering cliff standing by the sea for hundreds of millions of years, even if the stormy waves can't make him feel the slightest move.
　　 In his service career, as long as he is on board, the crew will be extremely at ease. Even if they experience the most sinister celestial phenomenon, they firmly believe that he can lead themselves back to the voyage.
　　 Seeing that both sides in the fight are considered appropriate, Captain Gehr doesn't want to take care of it. Competition in the army is not a bad thing. After he really went to sea, he wouldn't let these guys still have such vigorous energy.
　　 "Chris, let the winning side be responsible for throwing the lost back into the cabin and cleaning the deck by the way. That's it." Geer told the captain behind him, turning around to return to his captain's room.
"Yes, sir! By the way, this is the list of people who have been added today. Would you like to see it?" After saluting Chris, the sailor captain who was wearing a blue turban instead of wearing a sailor hat, he handed Ger a few sheets of writing. A list of people with names and profiles.
　　 "Okay, leave it to me, thank you Chris." Geer took the page, turned and left the poop.
　　 went back to his captain's room, listening to the angry fighting noise among the young people still faintly coming from outside, Geer was slightly lost.
　　 looked up at a portrait hanging in a prominent place in the captain's room.
The above two-masted expedition ship is riding the wind and waves on the sea. The sky is a bit dim and the wind and waves are strong, but there are two vigorous young people on the ship who don’t care about the weather. They hug their shoulders and point their faces excitedly. .
One of them was tall and had gray hair, which was clearly what Colonel Gehr looked like when he was young, and the other was slightly shorter with brown hair and black eyes, not like the mainstream appearance of the Phalitis people, instead there were some Ilya minorities in the neighboring country. Appearance characteristics.
　　 But just by looking at the painting, you know that the relationship between the two is very good, and the country is not a hindrance. What's more, both belong to the Tulip Alliance, and for hundreds of years, both the upper class and the private have frequently intermarried, and there has long been no racial characteristic unique to a particular country.
"My old friend, if it wasn't for an accident, your son should have reached the age to join the army? Will he fight like the energetic brats outside? Will you learn that you already have the courage to give your beloved? Did your girl write a love letter? Haha..."
　　 "No, no, if you are still alive, you will definitely not let him join the army, you will only let him inherit your expedition ship and continue to be a great explorer, just like us back then, right!
　　 You said that this is the explorer's blood flowing in your family's veins, I know it, Furman...Galliott! "
　　 was touched by the young man's slapstick, and remembered a lot of like-minded old friends and brothers who died young.
　　After a long time, Geer looked away from the painting and slowly opened the list of recruits that had been on the table for a long time.
　　Dim Spark, twenty years old, five years in the military, served on the battleship "Sunflower", gunner, evaluation: excellent...
　　 Oliver Judd, 19 years old, three years in the military, serving on the battleship "Reef", sailing lineman...
　　......
　　Geer looked through the pages carefully, and he had already submitted his income standards to the logistics department. These people did meet the requirements, but they didn't have the kind of talent that made people shine.
　　 "Gary Farman, fifteen years old, recruit (the second in the overall performance of the boot camp), rank: late trainee knight."
　　Geer's eyes brightened, a talent in the late stage of knight apprenticeship can already be used as the backbone of hand-to-hand combat. Even on battleships, there are never too many talents who have already embarked on the path of transcendence.
　　Why don’t the militaries of various countries cultivate extraordinary troops on a large scale? In addition to the several external factors mentioned before, factors such as a person's aptitude, compatibility with the extraordinary path, and later training resources make this idealized method inoperable.
　　 As for Gary, who was born with a physique as high as 0.7, he didn't get it through the knight training method, so he didn't know.
　　Geer was satisfied and continued to look down.
　　 "Ivan Garriott, fifteen years old, warrant officer..."
　　 Just reading a name, Geer's heart was struck by lightning, and he stood up. Just now, he was still cherishing his old friend and his children, and seeing this familiar and unfamiliar name in the next moment, how could he not lose his temper?
　　 Then he pinched his eyebrows a little bit more amusingly. Is he still the same Geer Cowper who could not change his face in the face of a landslide and tsunami?
　　"It should be just the same name. After Furman passed away, his territory was accidentally broken by a group of bandits.
　　 Furman's children all died in the turmoil. I went to read it specially. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com. Later, the town managers confined their bodies and erected tombstones, and they were buried in the same cemetery with the Furmans.
　　 I also gave the town managers a fee to take care of the cemetery, just a few years ago. "
　　 "They...are they really gone anymore...?"
　　 Some strange self-talks echoed in the captain's room, and gradually became low.
　　......
　　 The brawl is over. As the Captain Chris ordered, the two victors, Ivan and Gary, are responsible for cleaning the deck that was soiled by them.
　　 then returned to his room next to the captain's room.
　　 Today, I accompanied the captain on a day at the naval base to deal with affairs. It was already evening, and he was going to take a rest and wait for the evening to go ashore to find a place to have a drink.
　　 "Chris!!!" Suddenly a loud drink rang in the sailor captain's ear. He jumped up in a conditioned reflex, turned his head and rushed out. There is no emergency, the captain would not call himself in this tone.
　　嘭
　　 "Your Excellency Captain!" He rushed into the captain's room, and the sailor unexpectedly discovered that nothing major had happened.
　　 The expression on Captain Geer’s face is not serious, but there is an expression that he has never seen on his face. Is that... anxious?
　　 "Take me to this recruit's room, immediately! Right away!" No matter how small the possibility, Geer didn't want to let it go.
　　 "Yes, sir!"
　　 Chris saw the name of "Ivan Garriot" at the end of the list. Although he did not know what happened, the command of the Captain could not be questioned.
　　The conscientious sailor stood up and saluted immediately, leading the way to Irving’s room first.