Chapter 1430 The King in Black Clothes
Although he was very curious about what a Gatling gun was, Macron was a man who could be president. How could he not have such good eyesight? He saw that the young master was unwilling to talk more about this gun, so he changed the subject and asked, "I haven't asked you yet, young master, what should we do if those pirates who escaped come back?"
"They shouldn't be coming." Before Zhao Hao thought about this question carefully, he saw Jin Ke, who was staying at the headquarters, jogging towards him.
The staff who were withdrawn from the defense line hurriedly made way. During this period, they had learned to read the police ranks, and knew that those with red bars on their chests or hats were police officers, and those with stars were police officers. The ones they dealt with most often were those with black stars, called superintendents. There were also those with silver stars, who were higher in rank than superintendents, and seemed to be called police inspectors, but they were rarely seen on weekdays. In the eyes of the staff, they were all great officials.
As for the one with the gold star, it was even more amazing. It was said that there were only two or three of them in the entire base, and they seemed to be called police inspectors, who were definitely high-ranking figures. The employees looked at Jin Ke running in awe. They had never seen a big shot running in their lives.
In fact, there is no need to make a fuss, they will soon see bigger people running naked...
This was indeed a rare scene. Chief Police Inspector Zhao was rarely on duty. Jin Ke was actually the chief of all the coast guards, so he naturally had to be serious and steady, and remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe.
At this moment, he actually ran without caring about his image. Obviously, something big happened and he lost his composure.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Hao's heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Sir, the latest battle report. Earlier today, Wang Rulong and Ma Yinglong led the Coast Guard fleet to raid the Portuguese fleet that was carrying out a landing mission in Shen'ao Bay!"
"Oh? What are the results?" The moment Zhao Hao heard the news, his blood froze and his heart pounded like a drum. He didn't have the courage to face this result, so he changed the topic and said, "You should tell me about our losses first."
"According to incomplete statistics, 62 officers and soldiers were killed and 120 were seriously injured. Five medium-sized ships and seven small ships were seriously damaged, and three speedboats sank." Jin Ke reported in a solemn voice: "The losses of the three new warships have not yet been counted, but they are definitely not small."
"Such a heavy loss?" Zhao Hao was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. "The old maritime empire really can't be underestimated..."
After sighing for a while, he asked in a low voice: "What about the enemy?"
"Except for the two large sailing ships, the Galiles and the Pena, there were a total of 330 enemy ships," Jin Ke swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice, "Not a single one escaped..."
"What?!" Zhao Hao was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground. He rushed to Jin Ke and snatched the report jointly sent by Wang Rulong and Ma Yinglong from him.
After watching it over and over again, he suddenly clapped his hands and cheered, "Great, great! With such a small price, we can achieve such a brilliant result. This is truly unprecedented and a great victory!"
Zhao Hao's voice changed in tone with excitement.
Although the battle report clearly stated that the ships that were sunk were actually pirate ships, as for the Duke of Goa, it was now connected to the Zhenwo, and could not be pulled out or sunk.
The Oriental Beauty disintegrated on its own. The rest of the Portuguese fleet was stuck deep in the harbor and could not move. Seeing the sea on fire, the Portuguese crew had to abandon the ship and go ashore.
But for Zhao Hao, this was enough.
The heavy stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he felt that every pore of his body was soaked with great joy. He was so excited that he rushed to the watchtower nearby, held up the battle report high, and shouted to the entire base with all his strength:
"We destroyed the Portuguese fleet, and the victory belongs entirely to the Jiangnan Group!"
"Victory, we won!" Macron immediately started the rhythm, and the staff around him also cheered. "We also won at sea!"
The cheers spread like a tide, and the base became a sea of joy.
The heavy pressure of nearly two months was released in the sweetest way at this moment. The soldiers and staff embraced each other, jumped and screamed, and threw their hats high into the sky! Many young people took off their shirts excitedly and ran along the gravel road of the base with bare arms, waving their clothes as flags and shouting:
"Victory, we won!"
In fact, Zhao Hao was under more pressure than anyone else, especially in the past six days since the war began. He was so anxious that he couldn't sleep every night. If it weren't for the gentle comfort of his two sisters, he might have collapsed!
The unprecedented accumulated pressure was released in an instant, causing his adrenaline to surge and his brain to secrete dopamine and endorphins crazily!
At this moment, Zhao Hao was completely controlled by hormones and had completely lost his mind, only caring about celebrating wildly!
He first hugged Secretary Ma and gave her a passionate victory kiss in front of everyone!
Then he unbuttoned his police uniform and took off his pants without hesitation, which frightened Ma. Although she was not opposed to trying some exciting things in nature, she had no habit of exposing herself.
Fortunately, Zhao Hao had no intention of having sex outdoors. He just felt that the cloth on his body was too much of an obstacle to his ejaculation. Just like when a player celebrates a goal, he always feels that his jersey is in the way. Sometimes even a yellow card can't stop them from taking off their clothes!
Mr. Zhao was now in a state where even a red card couldn't stop him. After taking off his coat, he rushed down the watchtower in only his boxer briefs and joined the shirtless crowd in the parade.
In order to avoid embarrassing the young man afterwards, Macron resolutely stripped himself down to his bare feet and followed him shouting.
Jin Ke's face turned green when he saw this. Should he follow or not? If he follows, how can he maintain his image? If he doesn't follow, will the young master suspect that he is laughing at him behind his back in the future?
It's easy to make a decision after weighing the pros and cons. The boss has already delayed, why should I hesitate? He also quickly took off his police uniform and followed in his shorts.
The officers, soldiers and workers followed suit and took off their coats. What an honor it is to have run naked with the young master? You can brag about it for the rest of your life. No, for eight lifetimes!
In the end, the number of people running naked and cheering around the base reached more than 10,000...
This is really a feast for Sister Ma's eyes. This is not lust, it is a job requirement.
Because she is the supervisor and chief writer of Jiangnan Group’s publicity system.
The top management all knew that the group's various newspapers and periodicals were decided by the head of the publicity department, Wang Shimei. But whether it could be published or not still had to pass the hurdle of the secretariat. Moreover, reports on the son's daily activities had to be published by "Xianglan Newsletter" 100%, and the subordinates were not allowed to disclose them without authorization, let alone interpret them privately.
There is no need to worry about Sister Ma being overworked. She no longer has to do everything herself. She has a secretariat of dozens of people to assist her in handling all aspects of affairs related to the young master.
At this time, several secretaries in the Secretariat's press room had already started to get busy.
A secretary used charcoal to sketch the scene of tens of thousands of people running naked, preparing to use it as an illustration for the report. Another secretary quickly recorded the young master's every move in words:
'The king in shorts is incomparably noble. Nobility is a temperament that comes from the bones. The less you wear, the more you reveal...'
Secretary Ma read it and reluctantly ordered him to rewrite the paragraph, changing it to "A hero riding the wind, with incomparable personal charm... The deeper the contact, the deeper the feeling..."
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By the time Zhao Hao ran around the base and came back here, he had almost vented his emotions. He went up to the watchtower again and dressed again with the help of Secretary Ma.
"You're not ashamed of yourself." Secretary Ma secretly flicked him there. "You're shaking when you run."
"We are all men, what is there to be ashamed of?" Zhao Hao laughed nonchalantly and said, "If I wasn't afraid that they would feel inferior, I wouldn't even wear this."
"Alas..." Sister Ma shook her head and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say. Because she always felt that the young master's transformation from a pure little virgin to a shameless old pervert was definitely related to her.
"Streaking is really fun. You can try it if you have the chance." Zhao Hao whispered in her ear with a smile.
"Aren't you afraid of being at a disadvantage?" Sister Ma gave him a coquettish look.
"I said if there is a chance, let's find an uninhabited island." Young Master Zhao couldn't help but daydream and said, "Let's have fun for a few days without any restrictions!"
Thinking of this, he was drooling, very excited about his new idea. Little did he know that he was just a small fry compared to the big guys. His grandfather had already held a more exciting naked meeting...
Secretary Ma's face turned red after hearing what he said and she covered her ears and refused to listen.
Jin Ke, Macron and others were still waiting downstairs. Zhao Hao didn't want to go too far, so he dressed neatly and went downstairs.
Secretary Ma thought, the Diaoyu Islands are good...
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Naturally, everyone had already dressed neatly and had been waiting for the young master for a long time.
After this frank conversation, the relationship between the superior and the subordinate seemed to have become closer. After a while of laughing, Zhao Hao asked Jin Ke with a smile: "By the way, where did the three battleships go?"
"We went to chase two Portuguese sailing ships." Jin Ke said hurriedly.
"This old Wang, is he still going to kill them all?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said with some worry: "Aren't they afraid that their two large sailboats will turn around and eat them up?"
"First, the Gareles has been severely damaged. It is said that the entire gun deck has been destroyed. Second, there are not only three battleships involved in the pursuit, but also three squadrons." Jin Ke said in a deep voice.
"Sister Huaixiu and the others are also there? Oh, I hope they come back safely..." Young Master Zhao thought to himself, well, he has to continue to worry about them. However, he is not Lord Kaishen, and he will never interfere with the decisions of the commanders. He can only worry here.
"Oh, sir, since all the ships in Qing'ao Bay have been burned, the 30,000 pirates can't escape." Macron changed the subject at the right time and said, "We really have to prevent them from jumping off the wall in desperation."
"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded and instructed: "They are all valuable labor. We should focus on recruiting them to surrender and try to reduce the number of casualties."
At this stage of the war, he is qualified to settle the small accounts.
"Understood." Macron quickly responded: "As long as they don't commit suicide, they won't die!"
"Of course, there is nothing we can do if they are stubborn. They have to be killed." Zhao Hao nodded.
P.S. Thank you for your concern. The baby's fever has subsided today and he is alive and kicking again. I will write another chapter tonight and try to find time in the next two days to make up for yesterday's chapter.
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