Do something?

What can they do?

Take that woman to the temple?

That woman is a human being, and she might die after spending a month in the temple.

"No! We don't do anything. If it is really the master's child, the master does not need to hide it. Even if the master chooses to conceal it, the master must have thought about it. We would rashly intervene, but it is not good!"

In meditation, Pasha said her opinion.

Don't interfere?

There was a brief silence in the chamber.

The three of them are thinking about how to deal with this matter.

For a long time, Qin Qian said: "As Ipasha said, we don't want to do anything!"

This can only be done. The three of them all understand that some things are not the more the better. Nowadays, the most correct way is to do nothing.

Finally, looking at Pasha and Winnie, Qin Qian said: "This is the end of the matter! The First Army is attacking Bentley. Before the end of the war, Nanlin Island is the only rear rear. We must ensure that Nanlin Island is Stability, this is also the responsibility of the three of us!"

The two Weiwei nodded.

After speaking, the three figures walked together and walked outside the chamber.

Soon, when the three slender figures disappeared, the huge chamber returned to its former calm.

----

Time is passing, and the state of affairs is developing further with time.

As the rear of the First Army Corps, Nanlin Island, everything is business as usual, with the same stability as before, and there is no impact due to the occurrence of war.

Although the people on Nanlin Island knew nothing about the war in Bentley, some news still circulated in Qingcheng.

The construction of the port requires a lot of workers, and those workers are civilians in Qingcheng. The frequent movement of warships in the bay can easily make people think of something.

Today, there is another military mobilization in the port.

I don't know when, there are a lot of warships in the bay. The new warships are larger and more bloated, but they are slightly less powerful in firepower. From the outside, they are not equipped with large-caliber guns.

The newly-appearing warships all sailed out of the expanded dock. Behind that gate, no one knew what kind of sight it was inside, which could accommodate so many warships.

However, the dock is indeed very large. After expansion, it has become even larger. The dock has now become an independent building, like a fortress, half on the shore, usually deep into the water.

Since the dock is semi-enclosed, when you look around, you can only see the tall walls and the arc-shaped ceiling. The only view inside the dock is the sky, and only multiple docks can be seen. .

Today's dock is no longer an independent dock, but a shipyard and a shipbuilding base.

The existing battleships of the First Army have reached more than 20 ships, and one dock is not enough. Even for the most basic maintenance, expansion is inevitable.

In the bay not far from the entrance of the bay, many warships were quietly anchored.

In addition to the three amphibious landing ships originally anchored in the bay, a fleet of up to seven warships has taken shape.

The sky is dark, and night is coming.

However, on various warships, many engineers are still working hard. Long-term storage will cause some equipment to age and fail. The task of the engineers is to inspect each ship to ensure that each warship can operate normally.

Although it is troublesome, it is a cheap price. Otherwise, a huge battleship cannot be bought with tens of millions of energy points.

Tonight, the engineers must work hard to complete their tasks to ensure that the fleet can set off on time tomorrow.

The front-line war is in a state of tension. The sooner the transport fleet arrives at Bentley, the more opportunities it can seize in this war.

Time is passing, and the night is gradually leaving.

When the darkness faded and the light enveloped the earth, morning had arrived.

After a busy night, the four newly recruited warships have been overhauled under the overhaul by the engineers.

With the sound of a whistle, in the mist of the sea, the fleet set off and embarked on its journey.

When the transport fleet set out from the bay, Turner Island, 1,500 kilometers away, the troops on the island began to gather on the beach, preparing to board the boat to land on the southern coastline.

The sea is vast and white.

On the rippling sea, a huge fleet was parked quietly, and the huge hull stood tall, looking extremely mighty.

After some hard work, the fleet has become the overlord of the nearby waters. In the waters near Bentley, the First Army has no opponents.

To the southeast of the fleet, the huge Turner Island is lonely sandwiched between the north and south coastlines, seeming a bit lonely.

On the golden sandy beach, the peace of the past is no longer there, and it is filled with countless dark green figures and huge war machinery, densely packed, stretching the entire beach.

The troops are waiting for the return of the landing craft. Not long ago, 12 landing craft had loaded a group of soldiers on the beach and headed for the southern coastline.

The sea is rippling, and in the early morning, the vast sea looks white.

And on the sea south of Turner Island, twelve landing craft are riding the wind and waves, swiftly approaching the southern coastline in their own way.

The "rumbling" engine roared through the world, and the landing craft approached the sandy beach on the southern coastline in the splash of water.

When it was about to approach the land, the landing craft on the sea slowed down slightly and rushed onto the beach at a slow and steady speed.

For a while, as the landing craft landed, the tranquility on the beach was broken.

In the sound of the "rumbling" engine, the landing craft's door opened on the beach.

Countless dark green figures, huge war machines, gushing from the cabin, stepping on the sand.

"Engineers! Immediately clear a temporary road in the forest!"

Leaving the landing craft, when his foot was on the sandy ground, Love used the communicator to give instructions.

With an order, many figures left the queue from the team staying on the beach.

Although they wear power combat uniforms like mobilized soldiers and carry combat backpacks on their backs, they are not tents, ammunition, and food, but tools, tools for exclusive engineers.

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