Extraordinary Sailing

The weather is good, the sky is high and the sea is wide.

Snow-white seagulls are circling in the sky, the waves hit the beach one by one and break into snow foam and then retreat to the sea, and the small crabs are chasing the waves on the fine sand, which is a plain and peaceful scene.

As a small fishing town, Leopold seemed busier than usual in this weather.

Good weather is a gift from the sea to fishermen. No matter what the catch is, at least in this calm weather, you don’t have to worry too much about whether you can return home safely.

Small fishing boats float on the sea offshore, carrying fishermen and their hopes.

On the shore, there are elderly people, housewives and even half-aged children who are mending fishing nets and sewing sails to add strength to the men who go to sea.

"By the way, today is the day when the naval cruiser arrives, right?" Two "old men" who are old but still sensitive, working together to repair an old sail with needles and threads, are chatting while working.

It is said that they are "old men" and their age is actually less than fifty years old, but their long-term life at sea makes their appearance far more vicissitudes than their actual age.

"Well, it should be today. In a small town like ours that is not on the main waterway, the routine cruise is about once every half a month. My son told me in the letter before. The little clerk in the shop helped me read it several times. Woolen cloth!"

Another old man used a special needle to sew the joints of the canvas densely and straightly, revealing his superb craftsmanship, and replied without raising his head.

"It's only been two years since little Luke joined the Navy and he's been able to write his own letters?

Good to join the army! Even after learning the skills, even if you retire in the future, the military salary plus the one-time retirement subsidy from the Kingdom should be enough to buy a brand new fishing boat, right? "

Hearing his old friend's slightly envious voice, Old Luke sighed softly. My old friend thought it would be good to join the navy, but who knows how many days and nights he has been tossing and turning, afraid of waiting for the notification of his son's death?

Although the future is good, but as a navy soldier's father, it is really difficult to understand.

"Look! It's the navy ship coming."

At this time, someone on the shore yelled loudly, awakening Old Luke who was once again in deep thought, and looked up.

A sailboat much larger than ordinary fishing boats appeared on the distant sea level, breaking through the waves and riding the wind.

With the arrival of the "Conch", the pier in the small town became lively in an instant.

Because, as a naval cruiser, in addition to shouldering the responsibility of protecting the safety of the people, the "Conch" also carries their expectations for their relatives far away.

Although there is no clear functional positioning at this time, they are indeed part of the official "postal system" to some extent.

For port cities, sea transportation is much more convenient than land transportation, at least there are no high mountains, rough roads, and endless beasts in the wilderness.

In particular, the transfer of non-bulk cargo and letters between various places is often carried out by means of cruise ships that are safe, fast, and extremely regular, and have virtually formed an official mailing network.

The low-level cruisers performing missions are also willing to collect some extra money, and sometimes even have extra "thanks" from their families.

"Your Excellency, Captain, we have handed over the letters of the fleet sailors and the money and goods for their loved ones to the person in charge of receiving them in the city hall. Do you think we should repair it or return directly?"

The first mate in charge of logistics, Boge, finished the work in hand and asked about the itinerary that Aiwen picked up.

It is now the third day since the invading "fish monsters" were wiped out.

It is only two days away from Gabrad, and it is near the end of the cruise mission, and it is also the safest section of the entire cruise route, so Borg's tone is very relaxed at this time.

"Well, let's get some rest. I haven't been back for a year, and I just need to go ashore." Ivan nodded and said to Borg.

"Come back?" The first mate was obviously slightly surprised when he heard this.

"Haha, Leopold is my hometown! I lived here for five years before I joined the army." Seeing the familiar scenery not far away that hadn't changed from a year ago, Ivan took a breath, as if The air here is very fresh.

No one brought it except Gary, who followed suit. Ai Wen shook the captain's cloak on his body, and strode off the "Conch".

Seeing the backs of the two going away, the first mate suddenly shuddered: "Uh, I shouldn't have withheld the goods delivered to Leopold before, right?"

Leopold is just a small town with a population of less than 20,000. Ivan has lived here for five years, and of course there are many familiar faces.

"Grandpa James, are you okay?" Just approaching the block where "Baishi Pharmacy" is located, Ivan saw a familiar neighbor.

"Are you Little Aiwen? Oh, I dare not admit it anymore, my health is fine!"

Many acquaintances no longer dared to recognize that handsome young military officer in the neat school officer uniform. It wasn't until Ai Wen took the initiative to say hello that he was sure that he was really the boy next door who had left his hometown for a year.

"Is Aunt Geller going grocery shopping?"

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And the young people nearby, after a lapse of one year, are once again dominated by the terror of "other people's children"! Only this time, stronger than before!

Well, maybe there will be many more familiar faces belonging to Leopold in the recruitment of recruits for the Third Fleet this year.

Ivan and Gary walked all the way, introducing him to the place where they used to live. Gary, who had grown up like a steel tower, listened silently and echoed a few words from time to time.

Soon Aiwen saw the small "Baishi Pharmacy" on the corner of the street again.

For a while, thoughts surged, and there were too many memories related to it, like a scratch in the soul that could not be erased. There was also a pause in his footsteps. Although it had been a long time, Ivan still felt a little hard to let go.

In the end, I could only sigh softly from the bottom of my heart: "The small shop is still the original small shop. Unfortunately, Grandpa Leo is no longer here."

Raise your hand and open the door.

Jingle Bell--

The familiar doorbell rang, and Aiwen was in a daze. Although it was only a short year, it seemed to him that a long, long time had passed.

"Hello, guest! What do you want?" A crisp female voice brought Ivan back to his senses.

"Huh? Where's Sanji?" Aiwen wondered when he saw the capable woman behind the counter who was busy in a long plaid skirt with her sleeves rolled up.

Sanji, who was supposed to be the store manager, was replaced by a very strange woman, which made Aiwen unable to react for a while.

Bang——

However, don't wait for the other party to answer.

The small door leading to the warehouse behind the pharmacy was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and thin figure hurried out:

"Ah! Is Mr. Ivan back?!"

Wearing an apron with his sleeves rolled up, Sanji, who was obviously just dispensing the medicine, ran out without even caring about the medicine, but stopped suddenly in front of Ivan.

After carefully looking at the tall and handsome young officer in front of him for a while, he reluctantly matched up with his employer.

Although Aiwen is still roughly the same as before, after the extraordinary transformation, he is much more perfect than before. Coupled with the one-year military career and the majestic uniform of the officer on his body, it is obvious that he has changed a lot compared to the ordinary civilian boy before.

"Hey, Sanji, don't you even recognize me?" Although Ivan was just sixteen years old, he was already taller than Sanji who was in his twenties. He looked down into his eyes and said with a smile.

Until then, the familiar voice made Sanji fully confirm.

"It's really you, Mr. Aiwen! Are you already a naval officer? It's really majestic. It's great! Before you joined the army, I knew you would be successful!"

Wiping his hands on the apron, Sanji was so excited that he was a little incoherent, and he no longer knew what kind of etiquette he should use to treat his "employer" at this time.

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