Although he was curious about what 'Gatling' was, Macron was a person who could be president and had no vision yet. He saw that the young master was unwilling to talk about this gun, so he asked again: "I haven't asked the young master yet, what should I do if the escaped pirates come back?"

"They probably won't come." Before Zhao Hao could think about this question, he saw Jin Ke, who was staying in the headquarters, jogging towards him.

The employees who had withdrawn from the defense line quickly made way. During this period, they had learned to look at the police ranks and knew that the ones with red tiles on their chests or hats were police officers. The ones who deal with them the most often were black stars, called superintendents. There were also silver stars, and the officials were higher than the superintendent, and they seemed to be called police supervisors, which was rare on weekdays. In the eyes of the employees, they were all amazing officials.

As for the golden stars, it is even more amazing. It is said that there are only two or three of them in the entire base, and they seem to be called police supervisors, and they are definitely people on the clouds. The employees looked at Jin Ke in awe. They were so old that they had never seen big people running.

In fact, there is no need to make a fuss. They will soon see bigger characters running naked...

This is indeed a rare scene. Mr. Zhao, the chief police officer, is rarely on duty. Jinke is actually the chief of all the coast guards. Naturally, he must be serious and steady, and the color remains unchanged when Mount Tai collapses before him.

At this time, he actually ran away regardless of his image. Obviously, something big made him lose his composure.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Hao's heart couldn't help but suck.

"Young Master, 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 landing missions in Shenzhen Ao Bay!"

"Oh? What's the result?" The moment Zhao Hao heard the news, his blood in his body was about to solidify, but his heart was pounding like a drum. He didn't have the courage to face this result, so he changed his words: "You'd better talk about our losses first."

"According to incomplete statistics, 62 officers and soldiers were killed and 120 seriously injured. Five medium-sized ships and seven small ships were seriously damaged, and three speedboats sank." Jinke reported in a deep voice: "The losses of the three new warships have not been counted yet, but it will definitely not be less."

"Such a heavy loss?" Zhao Hao couldn't breathe with heartache: "The old sea empire cannot be underestimated..."

After sighing for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Where is the enemy?"

"Except for the two large sailing ships, Gareles and Pena, escaped, there were 330 enemy ships," Jin Ke swallowed his saliva, and his voice trembled: "No one, escaped..."

"What?!" Zhao Hao's chin almost fell to the ground in shock. He rushed to Jin Ke in one step and snatched his hand. The report sent by Wang Rulong and Ma Yinglong.

After reading it over and over again, he suddenly applauded: "Okay, okay, it's really a great victory to achieve such brilliant results at such a small price!"

Zhao Hao's excited voice changed his tone.

Although the battle report clearly stated that the sank was actually pirate ships. As for the Duke of Goa, it is now integrated with the Zhenwu roster, and cannot be pulled out or sunk.

The Oriental Beauty disintegrated itself. The rest of the Portuguese fleet was blocked deep in the harbor and could not move. The Portuguese crew had to abandon the ship and go ashore when they saw the fire on the sea.

But for Zhao Hao, this is enough.

The big stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he felt that every pore in his body was soaked in great joy. It made him forget it. Zhao Hao rushed to the side of the building in three or two steps, raised the battle report high, and shouted at the entire base with all his strength:

"We destroyed the Portuguese fleet, and victory completely belongs to the Jiangnan Group!"

"We're victorious!" Macron immediately brought up the rhythm, and the staff around him cheered. "We're victorious at sea!"

Cheers spread like a tide, and the base became a sea of ​​joy.

The heavy pressure for nearly two months was released at this moment. The officers and soldiers and employees hugged each other with affection, jumping and jumping, throwing their hats high into the sky was not enough! Many young people were excited to take off their tops, running barely along the gravel road at the base, waving and shouting as flags:

"Victory, we're victorious!"

In fact, Zhao Hao is under greater pressure than everyone, especially in the six days since the war started, he has been anxious to have insomnia every night. If it weren't for the gentle comfort of his two sisters, he might have collapsed!

The unprecedented pressure was released, causing his adrenaline to soar, and his brain secreted dopamine and endorphins wildly!

At this moment, Zhao Hao's entire person was controlled by hormones, and he had completely lost his mind. He only knew how to celebrate with great affection!

He first hugged Secretary Ma and came up with a warm kiss of victory in front of everyone!

Then she unbuttoned the buttons of her police robe and took off her pants. She was startled by Sister Ma. Although she did not resist some exciting attempts in nature, she did not have the habit of showing off.

Fortunately, Zhao Hao did not mean to play in a field battle. He just felt that the cloth on his body was too hindering his passion for shooting. Just like when a player celebrated his goal, he always felt that his jersey was in the way. Sometimes even yellow cards could not stop them from undressing!

Mr. Zhao is now at the level of being unable to stop the red card. After taking off his coat, he rushed down the viewing building in only boxers and joined the crowd of people celebrating with shirtless celebrations.

In order not to make the young master embarrassed afterwards, Macron resolutely stripped himself to only have a pair of underwear left, and followed him yelled.

Seeing this, Jin Ke's face turned green. Now he still doesn't follow him? How can he maintain his image? If he doesn't follow him, will the young master laugh at him behind his back with suspicion?

Once you weigh the pros and cons, it is easy to make a judgment. The boss has dragged it, and he is still hesitating. He quickly took off his police robe and followed him in only his shorts.

The officers and soldiers and employees also followed suit, took off their coats and ran naked with the young master. What a glory this is? You can brag for the rest of your life in the future. No, for eight lifetimes!

Finally, the good guy, the number of people running naked around the base and cheering reached more than 10,000...

This made Sister Ma feel excited. This is not a lust, it is a work need.

Because she is the supervisor and chief contributor of Jiangnan Group's propaganda system.

The senior management knows that the group's various newspapers and publications will be decided by Wang Shimei, Director of the Propaganda Department. However, whether it can be published or not has to pass the secretariat. Moreover, the reports on the daily activities of the prince must be published by the "Xianglan Newsletter". The following people cannot disclose it without authorization, and they are not allowed to interpret it privately.

There is no need to worry that Sister Ma will overwork. She doesn't have to do anything now. She has dozens of secretariats under her command to assist her in handling all aspects of affairs related to the young master.

At this time, several secretaries from the Secretariat News Room had already started to work hard.

Some little secret wrote down the scene of ten thousand people running naked with charcoal pens and prepared them as a report illustration. Some little secret quickly recorded the young master's every move at this time with words:

‘The king wearing shorts is incomparable nobleness. Nobleness is the temperament that penetrates the bones. The less you wear, the more you reveal…’

Secretary Ma read it and ordered him to rewrite this paragraph helplessly, and change it to "a hero who moves to the wind, an incomparable personal charm... The deeper the contact, the deeper the feeling...'

~~

When Zhao Hao ran around the base and returned to this place, his emotions were almost vented. He went up to Wanglou again and put on again under the service of Secretary Ma.

"You don't feel embarrassed." Secretary Ma secretly bounced his place. "He ran and swayed."

"All of them are men, what's there to be ashamed of?" Zhao Hao laughed indifferently: "If I weren't afraid that they would feel inferior, I wouldn't even wear this one."

"Oh..." Sister Ma shook her head and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say. Because she always felt that the young master went from a pure little virgin to a shameless old leuko now, which was absolutely inseparable from her.

"It's really good to run naked. If you have the chance, you can try it." Zhao Hao whispered in her ear with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of losing?" Sister Ma glanced at him charmingly.

"I said I have a chance, wait for us to find an uninhabited island." Mr. Zhao couldn't help but think repeatedly: "Let's play for a few days without restraint!"

Thinking of this, he was about to drool and was very excited about his new idea. Little did he know that he was just a small figure at best. His grandfather had already held a more exciting meeting without any obstacles...

Secretary Ma's face turned red when he said it, and he covered his ears and refused to listen.

Jinke, Macron and others were still waiting, but Zhao Hao didn't want to go too far, so he went downstairs in a neat way.

Secretary Ma thought to himself, that Diaoyu Island is good...

~~

Everyone was naturally dressed neatly and had been waiting for the young master for a long time.

After this frank meeting, the relationship between superiors and subordinates seemed to be much closer. After a while, Zhao Hao asked Jin Ke with a smile: "By the way, what did you think those three main battleships are doing?"

"I've gone to chase two Portuguese sailboats." Jin Ke hurriedly said.

"This old king wants to kill him all?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said with some concern: "Are you not afraid of the two big sailboats going back and eating them?"

"First, the Nagareles has been severely damaged, and it is said that the entire artillery deck has been destroyed. Second, there are more than three main battleships involved in the pursuit, and three squadrons." Jin Ke said in a deep voice.

"Sister Huaixiu and the others have also gone? Alas, I will return safely..." Mr. Zhao said in a heart that he had to continue to worry about it again. However, he is not Mr. Kaishen and will never interfere with the decisions of the commanders, so he can only be anxious here.

"By the way, since all the ships in Qing'ao Bay have been burned, the 30,000 pirates can't get away." Macron changed the topic at the right time and said, "We really have to prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded and instructed: "It is all precious labor. We should focus on recruiting and try to kill as little as possible."

When the war reached this stage, he was already qualified to calculate the small accounts.

"I understand." Macron hurriedly responded: "As long as they don't commit suicide, they won't die!"

"Of course, they have no choice but to be stubborn. They have to kill if they should." Zhao Hao nodded.
Chapter completed!