Chapter 639

Waijuster is a private land under the name of Morgan chamber of Commerce. It has operated on the island for more than 100 years. Morgan's transformation of the island will not be as simple as the world knows.

Life is precious, especially his own life, so Morgan spared no effort in the construction of underground shelters. There are several sets of complete and unknown underground shelters hidden in the jungle here. There are all kinds of affiliated tunnels, sea caves, supporting boats and fresh water. They will not be disappointing whether they take refuge for a long time or abscond from the island.

Lieutenant general Louis de relano, deputy chief of staff of the French channel fleet, is now standing in a gloomy sea cave.

The sea cave is very small, less than 10 meters high and no more than 20 meters long and wide.

The decoration of the sea cave is very new. The four walls of the cave are artificially repaired and leveled. There are side-by-side logs at the foot and stone slabs pasted with moisture-proof paint on the top of the head.

Every other step, there is a hole cut on the wall to place the torch. The torch crackles and burns the air, spits out a glittering orange aperture, illuminates the people coming and going, and the exquisite boat moored in the bay.

Bermuda special double masted brigantin express new victory, which is the official model and name of the ship. It has a total length of 12 meters, a main mast of 8 meters, luxurious ship decoration and, more importantly, a maximum speed of 18.5 knots.

She is the best work of Morgan shipbuilding. Among the ships that have been published today, the speed and adaptability are second only to some ship types of Drake maritime group, and the cost per square foot even exceeds that of valkiri, which is not suitable for ship loading. It is a well deserved golden ship.

Leilano is knowledgeable. From the moment she saw the boat, she completely fell into her beautiful curve, deeply and hard to extricate herself.

Fortunately, French gentlemen are naturally resistant to charm. Even if they sink into infatuation, he can still express his dissatisfaction normally.

"Mr. king!" he was dissatisfied. "I don't understand! It's just a group of small pirates. Why should the great French Navy hide? Why should it give up its warships and move all its staff to such a dark place, like moles!"

Arthas showed special humility, not previous defiance and indifference, only humility.

He lowered his head deeply and couldn't see his face: "as your excellency knows, pirates may not dare to fire on the great French navy. But they are outlaws. Their attack on waijuster has proved that they have lost their reason long ago."

"But..."

"You are a really noble gentleman." Arthas probably didn't hear ralano's voice and went on, "For the future of the French navy, you hide your name and risk yourself. I understand your lofty desire to save this island, but Sir, under your duties and tasks, you can't hang the French flag, and there are no more and better warships to wave."

"But..."

"Even the lion should avoid the hungry jackals when he is alone. Even if he is as noble as you, he has to make a choice between us humble businessmen and the same noble colleagues behind you."

"But..."

"I understand that doing so will stain your glory, and I know you are suffering at the moment. But please don't forget that fury has sold a full 410000. This huge sum of money will be a heavy color in your resume, and you will pull the great French Navy out of the mire of financial deficit on your own!"

"But..."

"Lieutenant general ralano!" Arthas raised his head and raised his voice with tears. "Think of your colleagues across the ocean! The generals there can't afford the wine of the 13th period, the school captains can't afford to meet the beauty, the sergeants can't afford meat, the sailors can't eat bread... Think of those, think of all that!"

Leilano was numb.

He thought of the wine of the 16th period on the table with empathy. It was obviously some good wine, but it lacked the precipitation of the year, and the taste was always sour and astringent.

He thought of his dissatisfied subordinates. Those great guys took the initiative to reduce the frequency of attending the ball, and how many god given marriages they missed?

He also remembered... It doesn't matter. Anyway, it hurts his heart!

"Mr. Jin..."

"Sir." Arthas lowered his head again, and his voice was sincere and moving. "Although it is the selfish desire of the businessman, I really think you should neither take risks with the design nor leave the design to fight."

"You should stay here and protect the future of the French navy with your plans and your subordinates. In order for this transaction to continue smoothly after the chaos subsides, you need to sacrifice your honor!"

"Here." Arthas pointed to the boat and sea cave in front of him. "This shelter is the only one equipped with a secret Wharf in Morgan's hand, and its exit is very hidden. The sea cave will show up only in the spring tide at night."

"You can rest assured here until the sea tide recedes at night, and then open the water gate behind you to isolate the sea water. The new victory will evacuate the chart with you and fury to a really safe place. At that time, I promise you that I will send the gold promised by the buyer and him to you."

"This is the optimal solution at present!"

Relano was convinced, completely convinced. Although the honor of a soldier does not allow him to avoid fighting like a coward, it is hidden for a greater cause, which becomes noble at once.

He sighed: "it's Mr. Kim. I saw my hesitation at a glance. I only hesitated between mission and justice before I agreed to your plan and abandoned the French warship."

"I thought I would regret my decision in the end, but fortunately, I did it right."

They were silent and silently watched the sailors who abandoned the ship carry boxes of drawings onto the new victory and carefully stack them neatly.

Relano suddenly asked, "Mr. king, the island is in a mess. Where are you and your dozen chamber of Commerce employees going to hide later?"

Arthas was stunned.

Although he didn't intend to stay in the shelter in the original plan, he certainly didn't mention it with leilano, and he had no reason to confide with leilano.

In other words, at least until the arranged accident, he was still the escort of relano, and the employees were the servicemen who fled from pier 30 together.

In order to move the officers' personal belongings from the abandoned ship to the shelter as completely as possible, six employees were abandoned because they were unable to evacuate.

Arthas racked his brains and tried his best to find a way to avoid the war for relano.

In the face of such a group of accompanying guests who have no credit and hard work, people with a little shame will not cross the river and tear down the bridge so directly, will they?

After all, Arthas escaped from the refuge villa with relano not long ago, witnessed the blood and bodies along the road, avoided flying shells together, and abandoned the wharf shrouded in despair

There are only more than a dozen people, and the risk exposed by this shelter will not increase.

Can it be said that even after so many things together, relano still failed to establish a little trust in Morgan chamber of Commerce?

Arthas looked puzzled.

Ralano was frowned by Alsace and couldn't help humming coldly: "what, Mr. king? When I was at the dock, I remember you said that the creed of Morgan chamber of Commerce was to let guests get a home experience through absolute control. Did your creed change with a little twists and turns?"

"Of course not." Arthas quickly adjusted his mood and expression and re entered the mode of humility. "I will leave here soon, sir. The task entrusted to me by the patriarch was to bring you here safely and hand over this place to you completely."

"Is that so?" now it's leilanuoleng's turn.

"No nonsense, sir." Arthas stepped back, bowed, said nothing more, simply turned, simply walked, and simply walked towards the door.

"Mr. king!" ralano called him behind him and asked tentatively, "Mr. king, the situation outside is not optimistic. Maybe I can send a team of elite sailors..."

"This is waijuster, sir. This is Morgan's Island. No matter how rampant the pirates are, I always have a way to protect myself."

"You alone? The employees of your Chamber of Commerce?"

"Sir, the safety of the shelter is completely based on secrecy." Arthas did not look back. "More people leave, more possibility of being captured, and more risk of exposure. Morgan chamber of commerce also has employee pensions. Although it is not as complete as Drake chamber of Commerce, their orphans will not be hungry for at least two or three years."

Cold as a knife.

Arthas stood on the stairs. The orange flame pulled out a long flickering shadow and twisted on the log paved plank road, like the tentacles of evil animals rising from the abyss of hell.

Relano lost his mind for no reason.

It's that amazing Kung Fu. Arthas is gone. The tentacles of the evil beast still swayed in the narrow space of the secret wharf, but the source was unconsciously transferred to leilano himself.

He felt shame, lost his mind for the things he took for granted, and was taught a lesson by the humble businessman.

He spat bitterly and shouted softly, "come!"

"Yes, sir!"

"The shelter has been transferred to full martial law. For the sake of the property of the kingdom of France, there is no amnesty for killing non ship crew members."