"Why... Why is it that crazy Arctic Fox again."
The commander in the bridge control room showed a look of horror and disbelief, eyes widened, as if unwilling to trust what was happening before them.
"Why is it you again!"
Master Fuli had a face full of surprise, hardly believing that he could encounter the commander here.
The commander in the bridge wasn't anyone else but the black-hearted captain Master Fuli had thrown into the sea two days ago, whom the dolphin family treated like a Holy Grail.
This guy... had quite the talent for keeping mistresses on the destroyer, lending money to bully subordinates, and loved making dirty money.
When Master Fuli was robbing the destroyer, this guy tried to shift debt through loans to protect his assets.
Without a word, Master Fuli ordered the commander be thrown into the sea, given to the dolphins as a water pipe junction.
Logically speaking, the dolphins wouldn't take his life, but would certainly leave him with a permanent psychological shadow, not to mention returning to status and immediately participating in maritime missions.
If he doesn't lie in bed for a week and wear diapers for months, it's like a grey dolphin biting a pufferfish, showing weakness, giving this black-hearted captain the opportunity.
Yet...
This black-hearted captain appeared on another destroyer as the bombing commander at Peace Island.
Ansheng, the whole fox, was dumbfounded, hardly believing what his eyes saw.
"...What the heck, what stainless steel sphincter, the dolphin harassed him for three hours and he's totally fine."
Master Fuli revealed a shocked expression, snapping the destroyer's gun barrel as before, heavily pounding the bridge, astonishing the crew and commander into wide-eyed silence.
"As we all know each other, I won't waste words with you!"
"Pin down your captain, drop his pants, butt out and toss him into the sea. This time, if I don't treat him with a Thorn Starfish Retirement, consider Master Fuli's visit in vain..."
Through Master Fuli's hammering, the bridge's roof twisted and shattered, glass shards scattered across the deck. With prior experience robbing a Burke-class destroyer, he rushed to the weapons room, grabbing an automatic rifle and swept the crew.
In less than three minutes, the destroyer's control room crew and over a hundred people became captives.
"Sir! I'm one of us, I love bubble baths!"
Just as Master Fuli raised the gunstock, knocking heads one by one, someone gradually raised their hand, grinning towards Master Fuli and introducing himself.
On this ship, there were commanders and officials appointed by the War Department.
But there were also people under Grandmaster Lin's command; the destroyer was from the Seventh Fleet, and in the Seventh Fleet.
All newcomers received Lin Group's gift pack on their first day, a welcome dinner, followed by knives and happiness, heading to Lin's relatives' hotel for bubble baths after the feast.
The so-called bubble bath is the special entertainment shown in movies, where people are covered in soap bubbles sliding around the bathroom.
On this destroyer, except for those in the command room with rank, others including ground crew and techs relied on Lin Group's kickbacks to live.
Ranked officers were knocked out, while the rest openly expressed where their loyalties lay, even using phones to contact Grandmaster Lin.
"Old Lin?"
Master Fuli questioned suspiciously, looking at the satellite phone on speaker.
"So soon they called the destroyer?" Japan-based Lin Qi, with surprise, seemed unclear on Peace Island's events:
"Though I'm not too informed about Peace Island's situation, the person passing the call is a reliable aide; he owes two billion yen in pachinko and loans in Japan..."
"He has no reason to betray, right? Ask them about the ship matters."
Lin Qi said on the phone as Master Fuli eyed the blonde holding the phone.
Trying to explain in a low voice, the blonde said, "Training is a bit dull, during breaks we enjoy cigarettes and chicks, gamble and race in the city, destroy marriages a bit..."
"You guys are quite moral to not entertain minors or stalk people. Your moral level surpasses the priests in church."
Listening to them, Master Fuli nodded, praising the crew.
"I, an Arctic Fox, shouldn't meddle in your Western affairs, but here's a task: tie and entertain all non-Lin's people, beat them thoroughly..."
"Throw the commander into the sea, I'll inform my brothers to properly greet his behind."
Hearing this, the mechanic puzzledly said, "You mean Colonel MacLean? But... isn't he a double plug type?"
"His favorite drill is to have freshman chicks visit his room and 'connect' until dawn, even the black dudes can't handle; occasionally using mortars as props..."
"Sir, what you're doing is rewarding him!"
"Hmm?"
"So, are you still speaking English? I feel like I don't understand what you're saying."
Master Fuli, puzzled, slowly questioned, glancing at the unconscious but raised-backside commander.
"Well... do as you see fit; I dislike this black-hearted ship commander."
"Sir! My oily wrench and brand new heavy pipe wrench can teach Miss MacLean to be a better person." The mechanic and other ground and battle group warriors saluted, accepting the command.
"Good! Bad pays bad; rectify his twisted mind fiercely! Don't stress, you're saving him, preventing your commander from messing pants as they age, slapped by caretakers…"
Hearing the plan, Master Fuli looked pleased, leaving the destroyer matters to Old Lin's crew.
The destroyer wasn't Master Fuli's target; destroying it first was to neutralize the threat before attacking the landlords' research vessel.
Otherwise, destroyer and frigate armament would sink the research vessel instantly.
Ansheng didn't want to swim back to Jiule City overnight after finishing the job.
"Triangular Hammer, activate destroyer fire-control radar to target the two frigates..."
Master Fuli jumped out of the cabin and spoke to Triangular Hammer on the deck.
"Bloop…"
Triangular Hammer dissolved into silver liquid, emitting a 'blooping' sound with its cocoon-like body.
"Hmm?"
Master Fuli's expression paused, receiving an image from Triangular Hammer in his mind.
Five nautical miles from the destroyer, on a research vessel, voluminous white slime erupted, impacting even the neighboring two frigates.
Numerous living brains fell into the white slime, gathering towards the research vessel.
Terrified researchers and scholars fled frantically aboard, even jumping into the sea.
"Is this... the real-time footage of the research vessel?" Master Fuli looked surprised at Triangular Hammer:
"If we can see them, then they can see the destroyer's happenings? So... the landlords' brain hotpot had an early launch?"