It wasn't until the fleet grandly set sail and headed out to sea that the vast majority of ordinary soldiers didn't realize what was happening.
Eliminate bandits?
Nobody even knows where the bandits are, okay!
Since you say we need to eliminate them, then let's do it... Anyway, we've beco so useless; if we can really eliminate them, I lose.
But what if we can eliminate them? Wouldn't that be a win?
Moreover, after Minkler disappeared for a few days, he beca the King of Xiang State and the Family Head of the Chopra family, which was so exaggerated that the rumors spread wildly throughout the fleet in just a few minutes.
Speculations and rumors about a three-year promise, the return of a king, or a son-in-law barking like a dog started to spread rapidly, making Ji Jue laugh until he fell down.
As for more, there was relief and cheering.
Things are getting better!
Life is getting better, isn't it?
The fleet's commander has beco the King of Xiang State, wealthy beyond asure; how could life get worse in the future?
Even though Minkler himself knew, the higher-ups of the Seven Cities understood, and the brothers and sisters of the Chopra family were aware that the position of family head was just cannon fodder...
But the cannon fodder doesn't know that!
Moreover, there are different kinds of cannon fodder. So cannon fodder is so insignificant that no one would glance even if their whole family died, while other cannon fodder serves as a glamorous victory trophy, shining brightly, nothing like a firecracker.
It's just like everyone thinks that whoever pulls out the sword is the emperor—if a dripping wet woman from the lake gives you a sword, you beco the King of Destiny. Since everyone says so, it seems not strange at all.
Therefore, for the vast majority, after seeing Minkler's ring, there was only one reaction...
What? The position of family head?
Whoa, aweso, so damn powerful, Rear Admiral!
Brothers are with you!
As for those who are cunning, quick-witted, or unwilling... they had no choice at all. Once everyone was coerced onto the ship, everything was already too late.
There was absolutely no chance to report or communicate ssages inside or outside.
They couldn't even manage to slack off!
Because damn it, this broken ship is steering itself!!!!
No need for the captain's spiritual verification, no need for parliantary-issued keys, not even needing coordination and cooperation from multiple departnts, it's like it ca to life, forming formations on the sea effortlessly, sotis forming an S shape, sotis a B shape, quite showy and frightening to behold.
Looking to jump ship, the only option might be to literally jump ship...
Splash.
Just like soone accidentally slipped, fell off the side, and soone actually jumped... Before others could even react with screams or rescue, a loud noise was heard.
Boom!
Without controls, approval, or any command, the close defense cannon on deck suddenly twitched, spinning around to execute a precise shot, creating a burst of blood on the distant surface.
In an instant, under everyone's watchful eyes, the figure that was rising and falling in the waves disappeared.
Under the greeting of a 30mm caliber, the character instantly returned to the Endless Sea card deck, becoming fragnted pieces.
Even the bread-breaking master would nod approvingly at how fragnted it was.
Then, belatedly, a notification was conveyed to everyone's ears through the broadcast—everyone be careful, the radar system was just upgraded recently. The sensitivity is set too high by accident, scanning anything within a fra, so please don't do anything that might cause the system to misunderstand!
Just like that, more than a dozen armored and machine gun-equipped ard transport ships, alongside three multinational brand frigates and two outdated display destroyers, marched grandly across the sea and sky.
From a glance, it looks imposing. With a bit of passionate BGM and so cutting, it might barely make for so promotional footage.
As long as they don't fire, who would know our radar is a castrated version, fire control relies on a mouse, and maintenance relies on superstitions and prayers?
But now, everyone felt... the old hen turned duck, everything is completely different from before!
Whether it was the previously unresponsive scrappy system, the endless error windows, engines that might stall after a few hundred miles, or circuits that might overload and blow anyti—none of them appeared amazingly.
Everything operated so smoothly, as if they were brand new, high-end models from the factory, with noise so minimal it was heartbreaking, moving every helm master and crew mber to tears.
From the control on the bridge, it seed everyone was navigating the waves, setting sail against the wind, heading off to eliminate bandits like a leisurely cruise.
But those on the deck always felt sothing was a bit off... The direction seed a bit skewed, but who cares, could satellite navigation really trick us?
Regrettably, it can.
With the power of the Seven Cities, developing aerospace is out of the question. All satellite services currently are expensive rentals of the Empire's and Federation's systems.
The Empire's and Federation's satellites, Ji Jue had no power to interfere with... But if the satellites couldn't be altered, why not the ship? Before setting out, all identification sequences of the ships were completely changed by Ji Jue.
In the eyes of the satellites, the fleet now grandly setting patrol sails is just a fishing company's trawler fleet. The positions shown by all devices on the fleet were all shifted.
Thus, no one realized... after making a big circle on the sea, they were already heading straight towards Xiang State.
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