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The remaining jeeps once again drove on the African prairie. This time, they were no longer chasing after an intruder, but returning to Lieutenant Colonel Ake's garrison to report. They also brought back these dozens of deep-sea ships as captives that might be used in the future to exchange for the ship ladies who had unfortunately fallen into the enemy's hands.
Moreover, the method of bringing these deep-sea ships was also very simple. Lieutenant Colonel Ake took out a set of white cards from his pocket and shone them on the deep-sea ships. The deep-sea ships were directly integrated into the cards and released when needed. Unfortunately, this card only worked on deep-sea ships and had no effect on the ship girls. Otherwise, the ship girls would not sit in the car but stay in the cards and wait to be summoned at any time.
Batulu had tried to ask about the theory behind this, but Lieutenant Colonel Ake had only told him that this was a warship magic that had been passed down hundreds of years ago. It was used to deal with prisoners of war on deep-sea ships. Otherwise, even if these deep-sea ships were injured, they would still be a considerable armed force if they stayed together. If there was a riot, the consequences would be unimaginable.
If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't have any way to remove the equipment of the deep-sea dwelling ship, they wouldn't have used this method to deal with the prisoners. Instead, they used these prisoners as free labor. After all, the constitution of the deep-sea dwelling ship was higher than that of ordinary people.
"No matter how you look at it, he looks like…an elf or a king of x-shows. (Ship N is a card cultivation game, so it's fine to use this setting.) Batulu complained in his heart.
When it was almost dusk in the afternoon, Batulu suddenly asked to go back to the tribe. Lieutenant Colonel Ake readily agreed and immediately changed directions to Batulu's tribe.
When Batulu returned to the tribe, he went straight to the Tribal Chief and explained his current situation. After listening to him, the Tribal Chief knew that Batulu was likely to leave the tribe. Although Batulu did not say it explicitly, as an elder, he could guess this detail.
So he didn't try to persuade Batulu to stay. He only gave Batulu a few words of advice and gave him Batulu's spear as proof that he was once a member of the tribe. He also gave Batulu the tiger fang chain on his neck, telling him that as long as he kept it with him, he would be blessed by his ancestors.
Batulu was originally disdainful of superstition, but when he thought of the existence of God in this world, he had no choice but to believe it for once. He directly wore the tiger fang chain around his neck, adding a bit of masculinity to it.
Before he left, Batulu also personally said goodbye to a few friends he had known for a year. Although this was not his real hometown, he had lived here for a year and had more or less developed some feelings for them, so he could not help but feel sad when he left.
"Goodbye, Batulu! Remember, the tribe will always be your home!”
"I'll remember that. Take care!”
Batulu revealed half of his body out of the car window and bid farewell to everyone in the tribe. He then watched as the tribe's seat shrank until there were only a few small black dots left. He then returned to the car. There were only a few people sitting in the car: himself, Sister Lion, Lieutenant Colonel Ake, and the driver.
"Leaving the place where you were born will make you feel sad. Your Highness, don't be too sad. Your health is more important.”Lieutenant Colonel Ake looked at the silent Batulu and thought that he was in a bad mood because he was too sad, so he comforted him.
"I'm fine, Lieutenant Colonel. Thank you for letting me return to the tribe, but I believe…I'll definitely return to the place where I lived in the future.”Batulu caressed the spear on his leg and smiled. He was right. This was not a farewell. It was just a temporary departure. They could still return to the tribe in the future, so don't think too much.
"It's good that you think this way." Seeing that Batulu had regained his energy, Lieutenant Colonel Ake didn't say anything else and looked at the scenery in front of him. However, to be honest, there weren't many beautiful scenery around.
It was already around eight o'clock at night. Lieutenant Colonel Ake and the others finally returned to the Guardian's Residence. When they saw the familiar buildings not far away, Lieutenant Colonel Ake, the ship ladies, and the soldiers of the guard platoon all had joy on their faces. It was good to be able to return home alive!
After handing over his identity card to the guard, the guard saluted and let the jeep pass. After about three minutes, they finally arrived at the center of the Guardian's Residence.
Other than the drivers of each car, the others quickly got out of the car and carried the bodies of their dead comrades down, preparing to find a day to bury them. In this battle, they were all heroes and good people!
Lieutenant Colonel Ake shed tears, which was rare. He quietly wiped his tears away so that no one else could see them, and then ordered,""Send the bodies of our brothers to the morgue and bury them at the martyrs 'tomb next week.”
"Yes, Commander!"
These tasks were naturally done by the people from the Guardian's Residence. Batulu and Sister Lion were considered guests. Lieutenant Colonel Ake called a soldier over and instructed,""Bring the two esteemed guests to the best room to rest. Then, get the kitchen to prepare a good meal and send it to the esteemed guests first. After that, we will properly reward the heroes of this battle.”
"Yes, Commander!" The soldier bowed respectfully and led the way."Please follow me. I'll take you to a place to rest.”
"Sorry to trouble you, guard brother!" Batulu politely called him big brother. This was a habit he had inherited from his previous life. When he saw someone with a higher status than him, he would inadvertently call them big brother or other forms of address. This reflected Batulu's low self-esteem. It could not be helped. It was caused by his birth environment and could not be changed in a day or two, even if he had already transmigrated.
But that didn't mean that everyone he met was like this. If it was someone with a problematic personality and bad character, he would never be so polite. It was already good enough that he didn't hit them. Since he couldn't speak calmly, he would use force to solve it. From this, it could be seen that although Batulu had some inferiority complex, he was definitely not a weak person. (A brief introduction of the protagonist's personality. If you don't like it, the joker can make changes.)
"Please rest here.”The soldier brought the two of them to one of the best rooms in the Guardian's Residence. Although it was far inferior to the rooms in the Advanced Guardian's Residence, it was still considered quite good in the ordinary Guardian's Residence.
" That... Brother Guard."
"Just call me David."
Batulu pointed at the room, then at him and Sister Lion.""The two of us will sleep in one room?"
"Yes, this is the only room we can take out at the moment. Please forgive me. If we arrange for the two of you to stay in a worse room, the commander will be angry.”David told the truth and did not say anything else.
" Uh..." Batulu was in a difficult position. If they were sharing a room, it would not matter if Sister Lion was still a lion. But now, she was a beauty. How could he, a two-life virgin, control himself?
If he suggested two rooms, he might implicate the guard. What should he do…
"Do you have any other instructions?" David asked, not noticing Batulu's annoyance.
"No…no, thank you for your hard work, guard brother.”Batulu gave up and waved his hand.
"If there's anything else, you can come to the duty room to find me. I'm happy to be of service to you!”David saluted and left, leaving behind an awkward Batulu and Sister Lion, who was full of question marks.
"Good! There should still be some time before dinner. Batulu, let's go take a shower!”
" Bathe…bathe!?"
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