In the dusty room, light shone in through the window, reflecting the dusty light. The space in the room was not small, about 30 square meters. On both sides of the room were metal bed frames. In the middle were three rectangular tables that were pieced together. Hidden under the tables were five four-legged stools.
There was also a balcony facing the door. On the balcony, there was a storage cabinet that looked like the word 'field'. Gagou walked over and opened the window. Then he walked to one of the beds, brushed the dust off, and sat on it.
Yarlin and Fick each chose a bed and threw the bedding and mattress on it. Then they looked at Gagou. Gagou took out two silver metal tags from his pocket and threw them on the table.
"Here, your serial numbers. There's a space on the nameplate. When the time comes, you can find a metal chain and wear it around your neck. Don't lose it. If one day you don't even have your bones left, this is something that can prove your identity." Gagou's tone was a little gloomy. "Although it's useless at that time, it's still better to keep it safe. For soldiers like us at the lowest level, we don't even have a name in the headquarters' files. It's just a serial number."
Yarlin could hear the resentment and resentment in Gagou's voice. He didn't say anything and picked up the nameplate. The front of the silver metal nameplate was the usual seagull pattern. On the back was a series of text and serial numbers. It looked like a bar-shaped QR code. Yarlin didn't recognize it, but he thought it should be the military's code language. In the middle was the number 153, which represented the East China Sea 153 Branch, and at the end was a string of numbers "716".
"716, this is the number that refers to me." Yarlin grinned and picked up the other nameplate. On it was engraved "717". He casually threw it to Fick.
"A meaningless number!" Gagou stood up and sneered. "In each branch, unless you reach the rank of colonel, you will officially get a note in the headquarters' files. Before that, you're just cannon fodder."
"You seem to have a lot of resentment!" Yarlin narrowed his eyes and calmly looked at Gagou. He felt that the other party was deliberately showing his emotions.
Gagou walked over and slowly closed the door. Then he turned to look at Yarlin. He took out a nameplate with a chain around his neck and said in a low voice, "194, this is my serial number. Relatively speaking, this serial number is relatively high. I've been in 153 Branch for five years and participated in 27 pirate missions. That means that I've almost died 27 times, but I've always been a soldier of the lowest rank. Do you know why?"
Ya Erlin raised his eyebrows and gestured for Jiagu to continue.
"Because my immediate superior is a righteous, firm, principled, and righteous first lieutenant of the navy. Therefore, no matter how outstanding I am, I will never be able to be promoted because of First Lieutenant Senjerry. I can only be sent to the recruitment office to eat dust together with him." Gagou was very agitated. Obviously, this resentment had been suppressed in his heart for many years. Now Yarlin couldn't tell whether the other party was acting or revealing his true feelings.
"So, why are you telling me this?" Yarlin's face showed a helpless expression. "I sympathize with your experience, but I'm just a recruit."
"Hey, recruit number 716!" Yarlin said while shaking the nameplate in his hand.
"No, you're different!" Gagou stared at Yarlin with a look that said 'you can't fool me' and sneered. "You're not a simple recruit. I've never heard of any recruit carrying a pirate's head as a stepping stone to the Marine. You spent so much effort, how can you be willing to just be a low-level Marine?"
"You must have a follow-up plan!" Gagou stared at Yarlin's eyes, and his face began to become distorted and sick because of anger and depression. "You don't want to be suppressed by that stupid Lieutenant, and Lieutenant Senjerry doesn't like you very much. You and Lieutenant Senjerry are not the same kind of people. If you want to do something, Lieutenant Senjerry will definitely hinder you everywhere …"
Jia Gu paused and stared at Ya Erlin. "I know Senjerry. You just need to tell me your plan. I can help you!" Ya Erlin nodded and said, "I know Senjerry.
Yarlin played with the nameplate in his hand. He was calculating whether Gagou's words were true or false. He had never been a man who believed others easily.
"You've said so much, but you still haven't told me what you want from me." Yarlin's mood didn't fluctuate at all. He was like a precision instrument, not affected by Gagou's emotions at all. Instead, he asked coldly.
Gagou froze for a moment, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to have been extinguished by a bucket of ice water. He realized that Yarlin wouldn't believe him so easily. He was a little anxious but also a little relieved. If Yarlin believed him so easily, he would have to carefully consider the risks involved.
From what he had seen and heard in the past five years, he understood a profound truth. Trusting others too easily won't end well.
Thinking so, he gradually controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice, "I'm not willing to stay here for the rest of my life just to be a serial number. As long as I follow Lieutenant Senjerry, I won't have any hope. I know him too well. He'll always hold onto those stubborn principles and illusions. In the end, he'll mess it up and drag me down with him … But you're different. You give me a completely different feeling. You have huge ambitions, and what you want is not just an identity in the Marine. Your eyes are full of ambition, and joining the Marine is just your first step. You have huge plans for the 153 Naval Branch, and most importantly, you're unscrupulous, and my intuition tells me that you've already made a careful plan …"
Yarlin's pupils shrank slightly. He had to admit that he had misjudged Gagou. This low-level Marine named Gagou was starting to be a little interesting.
"I really didn't expect a Marine to be so knowledgeable. To be honest, following Lieutenant Senjerry will really cause your talents to be buried, hehehe …" Yarlin seemed to be accepting Gagou, but also seemed to be sympathetic. In any case, he still didn't make any substantial promises.
In any case, it was up to Gagou himself to interpret it. Obviously, Gagou understood. His eyes reddened as he spontaneously understood Yarlin's deeper meaning. He said seriously, "No matter what you want to do, I can help you. What I want is to get rid of Lieutenant Senjerry and obtain a fair path to promotion!"
"All I want is fairness!" Gagou gritted his teeth. "I, Gagou, have placed my bet on you. Don't let me down, Recruit Yarlin!"
"Hehehe …" Yarlin pursed his lips slightly. This slightly lowered expression of his gave him a strange temperament. There was a hint of viciousness in his teasing tone. "As you wish!"
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