novelTele Chapter 92: All crew members receive their ranks! The Blazing Flame is completely transformed into a
Chapter 92: All crew members receive their ranks! The Blazing Flame is completely transformed into a
Lu Sheng did not refuse.
In this cannibalistic world, this body is not just for looks, but also for power, a license to kill without consequence.
He took the military uniform, shook it out, and put it on.
The buttons were fastened one by one from bottom to top, the crisp sound of the metal buttons snapping together particularly clear in the quiet morning.
The last button was fastened perfectly.
Lu Sheng put on the wide-brimmed hat with the national emblem, pulled the brim down to cover half of his eyebrows and eyes, and then slowly raised his head.
Qin Yue's breath hitched.
These clothes are practically tailor-made for him.
The gloomy and fierce aura that Lu Sheng usually exuded was immediately transformed by the straight lines of this body.
Cold and stern, like a newly sharpened knife sheathed in its most exquisite sheath at this moment, its sharpness restrained yet all the more chilling.
"Tsk."
Zhou Hai rubbed his hands together, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and after a long pause, he finally managed to say, "He has half of my dashing charm when I was young."
"Stop being so cheeky." Lu Sheng straightened his collar and rolled his eyes at him. "You guys have some too."
Qin Yue waved her hand, and the soldiers behind her lifted the remaining red cloth.
Three sets of captain's uniforms, folded like tofu blocks.
"Zhou Hai, Zhao Ze, and Su Li are hereby awarded the rank of Captain!"
Zhou Hai was startled; his large, calloused hands, usually wielding a machete, trembled slightly.
He carefully touched the snow-white fabric.
Slippery, so slippery.
Back in the day, when he was in the underworld, who ever gave him a second glance? Behind his back, everyone called him Madman Zhou, scoundrel Zhou, a rat in the gutter.
What now?
The rat put on an official's coat and became a proper military officer.
"I...I can wear this too?" Zhou Hai's throat tightened, and he frantically tried to put it on, getting more and more flustered as he rushed, and two buttons were misaligned, making him look both comical and heartbreaking.
He ran to the explosion-proof glass of the driver's cab, looked at himself from left to right, grinned foolishly, and then his eyes reddened.
Before, people worked hard just to earn a living; now, it seems like there's something else going on besides that.
"Oh shit……"
Zhou Hai took a deep sniff, turned around abruptly, and saluted Lu Sheng and the revamped warship.
The posture was incorrect, the force was too strong, and it was even a bit awkward.
But no one laughed at him.
"Major Lu...thanks!"
Tears streamed down Zhou Hai's muscular face, but he laughed like a two-hundred-pound child: "My life has been worth it! From now on, if anyone dares to say I look like a thug, I'll wipe out their whole family!"
Zhao Ze and Su Li had also finished changing their clothes.
Zhao Ze had broad shoulders and a thick back, which made his military uniform stand out straight, like an iron tower.
Su Li has a slender waist and long legs, exuding a heroic aura, and she is also carrying that Shura Blade in her hand, creating a striking contrast.
As for Engineer Liu and the other crew members, although they did not have military ranks, they held their dark red sergeant certificates and military dependent benefit certificates in their hands with more care than they would their ancestral tablets.
In this chaotic world, this is a get-out-of-jail-free card, the confidence to survive.
With tears streaming down his face, Engineer Liu led the crew in a deep bow, bending at a ninety-degree angle.
"I'm willing to die for Major Lu!"
At this moment, the Blazing Flame was no longer a makeshift crew struggling to survive.
It gained a soul, it gained teeth, and it became a true army.
……
The third day, early morning.
The sky was terribly overcast, with dark clouds pressing down on the sea as if it were about to collapse.
"Ugh—!!!"
A mournful whistle ripped through the deathly silence as the flagship Zhenyuan was the first to weigh anchor, its massive steel hull shattering the calm of the sea.
Immediately afterwards, the roar of engines converged into thunder.
A dozen or so warships led the way, followed closely by tens of thousands of civilian boats of all sizes or rafts made of floating objects, forming a dark, dense mass that covered the sea.
The great migration of 100,000 people began.
At the very front of this vast fleet, right next to the flank of the military fleet, was a prime location.
A jet-black warship, like a silent behemoth, cuts through the waves.
The matte black armor absorbs radar waves, the menacing titanium alloy rams resemble shark fangs, and the two 30mm cannons pointing to the sky gleam with a cold metallic luster.
This is the Flame after its modification.
And at the very front of the deck.
Four figures dressed in snow-white naval uniforms stood with their hands behind their backs.
A black boat, white clothes.
This extreme visual contrast stands out so starkly, so ostentatiously, so... arrogantly against the dark, dirty, and rusty apocalyptic color palette.
Lu Sheng stood on the ramming horn, the sea breeze whipping around him and making his coat flutter.
He didn't turn around.
His gaze pierced beyond the waves, straight into the unknown mist of the west.
Around the Blazing Flame, countless survivors from civilian ships clung to the railings, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
Envy, jealousy, awe, and a deep sense of inferiority.
"That's... the Flame Fleet?"
"My God, all officers? That's amazing! We're dressed like beggars, and they're wearing dress uniforms?"
"That's something they risked their lives for! I heard they were the ones who removed the cancerous growth on Zijin Mountain; it was a special privilege granted by the military!"
Among the crowd, on a slightly larger converted fishing boat.
Feng Kun, the former captain of the local Nanjing boat fleet, clung tightly to the railing, his fingernails digging into the wood until they bled.
He stared at Lu Sheng, whom he had once regarded as a newcomer, a rookie, and even looked down upon.
At this moment, the other person was standing in a position that he could only look up at, and even his back view exuded a sense of oppression that made him feel desperate.
"Why...why..."
Feng Kun gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with jealousy.
We're all fleeing from disaster, so why are you so high and mighty?
"Boss, that ship... there seems to be something on the top of that ship!" The henchman's voice trembled as he pointed to the top of the Blazing Flame.
Feng Kun squinted and looked, his pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpoints.
That's... a missile launcher?!
And those rows of dark, gaping machine gun muzzles!
Feng Kun froze, swallowing back the harsh words that had just risen to his throat, turning them into a mouthful of bitterness.
That last shred of reluctance completely transformed into powerless despair.
He slumped down and lowered his head.
That was a dragon, he was an insect; the two were not even from the same dimension.
Lu Sheng had no idea, nor did he care, that there was an ant behind him who was jealous.
Lions never turn around because of the bleating of sheep.
"Brother Lu, the sonic horn is responding."
Zhao Ze's calm voice came through the headset, with the background sound of the instrument beeping alarm.
"Three kilometers directly ahead, two hundred meters underwater, there's a huge thing rising up at a fast speed, heading straight for us."
A cold smile tugged at the corner of Lu Sheng's mouth.
The first experience pack delivered to my door has arrived.
A great start! Perfect! Kill it and use it as a sacrifice for a smooth voyage at sea.
He slowly raised his hand, the white glove standing out against the black background, his long fingers slowly clenching.
"All personnel on alert."
"Adjust your weapons, prepare for battle."
P.S.: Today's update (2/50).