Lyons looked at the radar, picked up the radio, and said disdainfully, “Valenke, finish Loens in ten minutes. You have to treat me to a beer!”
Standing on the observation deck, Valenke bathed in the sea breeze to his heart’s content. Looking at the huge fleet behind him, riding the wind and breaking the waves, he felt an indescribable pride.
He also picked up the radio and looked at the distant riens’fleet. He smiled indifferently and said, “I remember that we were in the same university as Loens, but he always forgot that dreams are to be pursued...”
“Now that he has become a mercenary of the private fleet and has become our enemy, I really don’t want to use the world’s most powerful weapon to sink him!”
Lance took a sip of the steaming coffee and said casually, “Who cares? We are not the ones who sank him, but those guys sitting in the office...”
