A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

The cover girl attracted a lot of attention, but some eyes were still drawn to Kem Gwen... and Cao Gui!

Bananas my foot! Are all American soldiers this perverted?

Cao Gui was speechless, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his demeanor changed instantly. The sailors who were staring at Cao Gui and his two companions immediately felt a sharp pain between their brows, as if they were being pricked by needles, and could only awkwardly look away.

Not far in front of him, the lead singer of the rock band turned around in surprise, looked around in confusion, and finally fixed his gaze on Cao Gui.

Actually, he didn't know what had happened, but his instincts from years of fighting told him that there was danger behind him, and... he couldn't even find the source of the danger, so he could only place it on Cao Gui, who seemed to be the most threatening of the three people behind him.

"Kid, I hope you don't get in my way..." the lead singer of the rock band muttered, then silently turned around and continued walking forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your temporary lounge," a civilian staff member said, leading Kem and his two companions to the cabin.

"If you need anything, you can contact us, but don't wander around, or you will be arrested by the military police."

The civilian staff member was quite polite and briefly explained the pros and cons.

However, Kem and the others frowned immediately after looking at the room, which was only about ten square meters.

The problem is that the three bosses, including Kem, plus their two accompanying staff, totaled nine people.

This was nothing short of torture for the three people who were used to a life of luxury.

"Damn it... what kind of lousy battleship is this?" a middle-aged white man cursed angrily. The room was not only small, but also filled with a strange smell of engine oil, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Just then, the ship suddenly rocked, and coupled with the unpleasant smell of engine oil, Kem's face turned pale.

"vomit……"

Gwen reacted quickly, handing the vomit bag directly to her. But now, the remaining six people looked rather unpleasant, their Adam's apples bobbing as they barely suppressed the discomfort of watching Kem.

"Ahem... Hurry up." The remaining two big bosses called out, quickly washed themselves, and then called the ship's crew to take them to the party as fast as possible.

If they stayed there any longer, they felt that even if they didn't get seasick, Kem would make them feel nauseous and vomit.

"Oh... damn it... did I do something wrong?" Kem's face turned pale, feeling that he had done something wrong.

"It's fine, we can have this room all to ourselves." Cao Gui shrugged and pulled out a can of air freshener from behind his back and opened it.

Immediately, a refreshing and pleasant breeze swept in, greatly reducing Kem's discomfort.

"Darling, where did you get this from?" Gwen looked at Cao Gui curiously, but in the end, Cao Gui hugged her tightly.

"Hey... stop it, Kem's right here!" Gwen exclaimed.

“Gwen…” Cao Gui smiled, about to speak, but…

"vomit!"

Kem suddenly gagged and said, "I'm fine, you guys continue."

“Gwen…”

"vomit!"

Cao Gui was immediately speechless. Was Kem doing this on purpose? He definitely was.

Rolling his eyes, Cao Gui released Gwen; having a third wheel around was indeed inconvenient.

"Take a break," Cao Gui waved his hand.

But just then, several gunshots rang out in the distance.

Bang bang bang!

The gunshots were quite noticeable inside the metal cabin.

Kem was immediately startled: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Cao Gui and Gwen sighed; as expected, something had happened.

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Chapter 389 I never expected that you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would betray us too!

Ten minutes ago, on the USS Missouri, in a spacious cabin.

The place has been transformed into a dance hall and party venue by excited sailors, complete with a stage, neon lights, various sound systems, and a wide variety of delicious food.

Although the cabin wasn't very tall—you could touch the ceiling with just a slight reach—it didn't dampen the lively atmosphere inside.

The rock band had already taken to the stage. Amidst the flashing neon lights, the rapid-fire music began to play, and the sailors cheered again, swaying to the beat.

With delicious food, fine wine, rousing music, and the beautiful women who would soon appear, the sailors, who had endured months of lonely and monotonous life, cheered at the top of their lungs, releasing their long-suppressed emotions.

Meanwhile, many waiters in suits served food to the soldiers who were still on duty and unable to attend the party.

For example, the boiler room responsible for the entire Missouri's movement, the bridge command room responsible for docking with the base, and so on...

"Gentlemen, warriors, let us welcome... tonight's headliner: Cover Girl: Miss October!" On stage, the lead singer of a rock band who looked exactly like Agent K cheered loudly.

His words immediately ignited the atmosphere, and a woman with long, flowing hair slowly walked out of the cabin door, swaying with each step.

The suited waiters surrounding the entire cabin made way, some even kneeling down to welcome them.

Wow!

"Miss October, whom everyone has been waiting for, has finally arrived... Hahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Hahaha...haha...ha...Wang Defa?"

"What the hell is this thing?"

As the figure appeared, the sailors who had been cheering gradually shut their mouths. It wasn't the Miss October they had been waiting for, but the vice-captain Quill. What was even more disgusting was that he had stuffed two unidentified spherical objects into his shirt.

Except for a few individuals whose eyes were practically glowing green, many sailors covered their eyes, finding it too unpleasant to look at.

Not far away, Colonel Green, the third commander of the USS Missouri, sat in a chair and shook his head: "That guy is disgusting!"

“He’s always been like this, hasn’t he?” said an officer next to Commander Green, finding it both amusing and disgusting. Having a vice-captain like that was really nauseating.

"Okay, okay, it's time to invite our great captain up," the rock vocalist quickly said, as this guy was about to ruin the lively atmosphere.

"No problem, gentlemen." The first mate staggered out of the cabin to find the captain.

As he left, the atmosphere inside the cabin exploded again, with music playing and dancing, even more enthusiastic than when the vice-captain Quill had arrived.

The rock singer took back control of the microphone, the music started, and everyone began to sway together. Even those who had been a little reserved were influenced by the atmosphere and started swaying to the rhythm.

But just as the song reached its climax, the rock lead singer suddenly stopped: "Hehehe! Gentlemen, who here holds the highest rank?"

The sailors, who were immersed in the cheerful atmosphere, were stunned for a moment, and this sudden turn of events caught them off guard.

After repeated questioning from the rock lead singer, Commander Green reluctantly stepped forward. "Why are you bothering me when I was singing perfectly fine?"

Nevertheless, he still stood up out of courtesy, not wanting to spoil the precious atmosphere.

"Sir, is your rank the highest?" the rock singer asked, microphone in hand. The sailors parted to make way for the singer and the commander to talk.

The lighting technicians behind him also cooperated by shining neon lights on Commander Grin.

“Yes, I am the third commander in line,” Commander Green said. The first is the captain, the second is the vice-captain Quill, and the third is him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Commander Green." The rock singer grinned, stretched out his right hand, and a small pistol appeared in his palm. With a "bang," he shot Commander Green directly on the forehead.

The Browning M1906, commonly known as the "palm grenade," is small and portable, and was often used for assassinations. Unfortunately, Commander Grimm became yet another victim of its creation.

"what--!"

"damn it!"

"Damn it, you actually killed the commander?"

The sailors were instantly enraged, but the moment the gun fired, the waiters in suits who were surrounding the cabin pulled out MP5 submachine guns they had hidden on their bodies and opened fire on the crowd.

A series of gunshots rang out, and the resulting metal storm instantly claimed countless lives.

The MP5 fires 9mm Paragon rounds, which have low penetration but excellent stopping power, so there's no need to worry about friendly fire.

In just a few moments, a large number of sailors fell.

The angry roars instantly turned into wails, and the lively party turned into a bloodbath in a flash.

"Get down! Everyone get down!"

The waiters in suits brandished their guns and roared. Faced with the dark muzzles of the guns, the unarmed sailors had no choice but to surrender.

Not long after, the first mate, Quill, walked over, looked at the blood-soaked cabin, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done, William."

The rock singer holstered his pistol: "Has the captain taken care of it?"

“Of course, everything is under control,” Vice Captain Quill said with a smile.

At the same time, the waiters who had taken out food also took control of the other soldiers on duty as the gunshots rang out.

In less than ten minutes, the entire USS Missouri was under the control of the first officer, Quill, and a rock band lead singer named William.

In a corner, Cao Gui watched all this quietly, and sighed helplessly. He never expected it, never expected that Agent K, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also betray him!

Of course, not only the sailors, but also one of the capitalists who were attending the ceremony died, and their entourage was almost all dead as well.

Now, it's estimated that only Cao Gui and two others remain uncontrolled.

Quietly, Cao Gui returned to the cabin. As soon as he entered, Kem threw his luggage at him.

"Hey! Kem, it's me!" Cao Gui shouted immediately.

Even Gwen, who was acting as a bodyguard, didn't react this much, but Kem reacted very strongly.

"Oh God, that scared me to death." Kem took a deep breath, calming her heart. Gwen had tried to calm her down, but she was still so agitated.

"How is it going?" Kem asked quickly, and Gwen also cast a curious glance at him.

“This is a bit troublesome…” Cao Gui shrugged and sighed, “The first mate has rebelled and, together with outsiders, killed the captain.”

"Moreover, they massacred a large number of sailors and controlled the entire channel of communication with the outside world."

Upon hearing this, Kem's face turned deathly pale, and his eyes instantly reddened: "God... what are we going to do..."

As she murmured, tears kept welling up in her eyes. Cao Gui was speechless at the sight; this woman was such a hassle.

"Kemm, it's okay, don't worry..." Gwen hugged her and gently comforted her, then glared at Cao Gui. Didn't she see that this was a pregnant woman? It's normal for her emotions to be unstable. Hurry up and think of a solution.