The sailors completely took over the task of scrubbing the deck, using mops to dry the wet deck. The entire deck was as smooth as a mirror, without a trace of dust or debris. Ruan Xiaowu, as the star officer on duty today, inspected the condition of the deck.
In accordance with the regulations set by Chairman Moon, General Counsel of the Navy, he took off his shoes and walked around the deck wearing a pair of white socks he had just put on in the morning.
The sailors know that if he raises his feet and there are black marks under his white socks, the entire deck must be re-scrubbed. All ships berthing in the port must meet this standard - this is also Chairman Moon's rule. Chairman Moon said:
The Navy's care is so caring that it makes sailors feel "outrageous" - it has also designed a complete deck cleaning process to meet this standard. For example, when mopping the deck with a mop, it clearly stipulates specific procedures: the mop must be used
Two buckets are marked with the words "clean" and "dirty" respectively. The mop must be cleaned strictly in the sewage bucket first and squeezed out as much as possible before entering the clean water bucket to absorb water. The amount should not be too much, and then mop the floor.
After a few square meters, the sewage bucket is sent to be emptied, the clean water bucket becomes a sewage bucket, and then the new clean water bucket follows...and so on.
As Wang Dabeard once commented drunkenly: "The Navy is a place where farts have rules."
After Ruan Xiaowu walked the entire deck, his socks were as white as ever. He put on his shoes with satisfaction and recorded the condition of the deck in the manual. Then he announced that the deck cleaning was completed. The sailors who had been waiting with buckets, mops and brushes began to clean up.
Cleaning tools. Ruan Xiaowu then checked the condition of deck facilities - as the ship's gunnery commander, he paid special attention to weapons and equipment.
Limited by the original structure of the ship's hull, all the gun positions of Linyun 7 are on the deck. The deck is more susceptible to salt spray and sea water, which places high requirements on the maintenance of the artillery. Each gun must
Keep the inside of the gun barrel clean at all times, and there should be no rust inside or outside the gun body.
He checked the muzzle and barrel of each artillery piece one by one, checking whether the ignition port was blocked or corroded. He tested whether the wheels of the gun carriage were rolling and stiff, and he also touched whether the wheel axles had been lubricated according to regulations.
Oil. Finally, he checked the condition of the pulleys and ropes fixed to the side of the ship to contain the rear seat of the artillery - as the gunnery officer on the ship, he must ensure that all weapons are in optimal condition.
He also tried to see if the rotation and pitch of two newly installed typewriters were flexible. This brand-new weapon had just been installed recently. Ruan Xiaowu had already seen its power when he was a cadet on the patrol boat. There is one on the poop.
With this thing, the enemy will be slaughtered if they try to join forces. Even pirates and government troops regard it as the final means of attack. Even the red-haired people are afraid of it. There is nothing to be afraid of. Attacking ships with fire is nothing to be afraid of. No sailor can do it on the "typewriter"
Maneuver the ship to crash into your own ship under strafing fire. They will all be killed a hundred meters away.
It's just that this kind of weapon is not very convenient to use. The shooter needs a lot of strength to steady the muzzle and point it at the target. Most of the people who hit it for the first time will either shoot the bullet into the sky or into the ground. Ruan Xiaowu is learning by himself.
The team also practiced for a long time before they learned the essentials of controlling the muzzle jump. They then taught it to the shooters in the gunnery team.
After the inspection, the sailors in the gunner's team covered the gun with a waterproof cover brushed with tung oil and tied it tightly.
He looked at the hourglass and scale hanging next to the steering wheel on the poop. In half an hour, the captain would come to the deck for inspection. Then it would be time to have breakfast.
But last night all the captains here were summoned to the naval department at the port for a meeting. Ruan Xiaowu knew that the navy was going to carry out a big mission recently, and it was very likely that the details would be announced today.
As for the specific order, Ruan Xiaowu knew nothing about it, not even the captain. Qian Changshui, the captain of Linyun 7, was the first pirate to defect to the Australians - Liu Xiang was captured during a night raid on Bopu. After screening
Later, he thought he was "reformable" and became a sailor. Later, because of his outstanding performance and hard work, he was recommended to the first batch of seamen of the military and political school. He became the first batch of indigenous people to be promoted to naval officers, and the first batch to become navy captains. In the past
What he commanded was just a dilapidated tugboat, but now he has become the captain of a 200-ton ship. He wears a uniform with officer's sleeves every day and walks majestically on the deck, giving orders to Ruan.
Xiao Wu is so envious - I wish I could become the captain someday.
However, this is really a bit wishful thinking. I am only sixteen during the Chinese New Year. Is there anyone who becomes a captain at the age of sixteen? However, I have become a naval cadet with the status of an officer candidate, and I am also the gunnery commander of a large ship.
He was one of the best in the semester, and his future prospects... thinking of this, he grinned.
Qian Changshui came back and patted him on the shoulder with a smile. This behavior that was not in line with military etiquette made Ruan Xiaowu wonder. Qian Changshui had always been an officer, so when did he become so affectionate?
"Congratulations, kid!" Qian Changshui said, "You will be the captain soon!"
"What?!" Ruan Xiaowu's eyes doubled in size. Being a captain? A sixteen-year-old captain?
"Don't open your mouth like you're about to swallow a watermelon." Qian Changshui suddenly became very affectionate towards him, "Let's go to the poop to talk."
Ruan Xiaowu, who was dazed, finally came to his senses when he arrived in the captain's cabin on the stern. Qian Changshui told him: Linyun 7 had accepted the order and would set sail on the mission in another week. And he was also promoted.
After becoming the captain, I will soon be transferred from Linyun No. 7.
"This is probably a secret service ship for you," Qian Changshui said. "It's not big, but at least it's a ship! You are the boss on the ship! Being the captain at such a young age is the only one on the sea! Give the order."
Just send it over. Please quickly tidy up your housekeeping, change your clothes, and prepare to accept your new appointment on the holy ship."
A messenger brought him an order to attend the promotion ceremony on the holy ship. The Fengcheng Ship is now called the "holy ship" according to standard "Newspeak". It is not only a holy place for the traversing group, but also a holy place for the navy. Naval Command
It occupies a part of the cabin of the Fengcheng ship. Because of its comfortable facilities, it is known as the "Fengcheng Hotel", and is also called the "pressing dock". Some people jokingly call it the "Lingao Yamato".
Ruan Xiaowu went to the "Holy Ship" to observe and learn when he was a cadet in the Navy. The greatness of the Holy Ship made the three Ruan brothers, who were still cadets at the time, so excited that they couldn't sleep for several days. From then on, they became determined to follow the Australians to the end.
As soon as he stepped onto the gangway, a blond foreign woman appeared from the side, pointing at him with a dark object, making a clicking sound. Ruan Xiaowu already knew that this thing was called a "camera".
It was specially used for "photos". They saw such "photos" published in the "Lingao Times" from time to time every day, and they took them with this. Ruan Xiaowu was no longer afraid to hide when he saw the camera.
Learn to smile in front of the camera.
Ruan Xiaowu looked at the foreign woman's big breasts swinging under her tight-fitting gown, and couldn't help but blush. He quickly lowered his head and walked over.
"Look up! Fifteen-year-old captain!" the foreign woman shouted with a loud smile. Some people on the deck also laughed. Ruan Xiaowu became even more shy and walked towards the cabin in three steps and two steps at a time.
The ceremony for promotion to military rank is quite big. In the banquet hall of Fengcheng Wheel, "Warship March" is playing from the loudspeaker, and more than a hundred naval cadets from the naval cadet class of the Military and Political School are lined up neatly. The second batch is promoted to the navy.
The promotion ceremony for second lieutenant is in progress. On the rostrum, People's Commissar of the Navy Chen Haiyang, Navy General Advisor Wen Desi and other senior navy officers who traveled through time are sitting.
This is the second batch of indigenous officers being promoted to officers in the navy. In order to establish a sense of honor and enhance loyalty among indigenous soldiers, the army and navy hold a grand ceremony every time they are promoted to military rank.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. If these lieutenants hadn't died or were not too incompetent, they would all be lieutenant generals and generals in twenty years. They still deserve this kind of pomp."
The activities have always been supportive, from spiritual to material.
But this time, he did not attend the Navy's promotion ceremony because he felt that he had attended enough times. The Army attended three out of four times, and the Navy also attended once - the frequency of exposure was too high, and it was easy to attract criticism.
Chen Haiyang read out the list of ten people who were promoted to second lieutenants one by one. Most of them were first-class seamen from the military and political school, and there were also a few second-class students like Ruan Xiaowu.
The naval ensigns whose names were called came up one by one, received the officer certificate from Chen Haiyang, and received the naval officer's short sword from Wen Desi - although the simple cotton 1st-year-style navy uniforms were hung with officer's short swords.
The sword seemed a bit funny, but the navy officers still insisted on issuing this symbolic weapon, because the army awarded the command sword when officers were awarded the title. The army has it, and the navy certainly cannot live without it.
"Hai Shi Phase 2, Ruan Xiaowu!" Chen Haiyang shouted in his original voice with great enthusiasm, "Awarded the rank of Second Lieutenant of the Navy! Chairman of the Executive Committee, Wen Desi; People's Commissar of the Navy, Chen Haiyang. December 1629."
Ruan Xiaowu stood up reflexively, walked up to the podium with trembling steps, saluted and took the officer's certificate from Chen Haiyang.
Then, Wen Desi awarded the officer a sword. Looking at this new officer, who was as thin as a child, Wen Desi knew that he was the youngest person to be promoted to second lieutenant. Such young people will be the backbone of the future imperial navy. No wonder the propaganda
The Ministry is planning to use him as a subject for a large-scale publicity campaign.
"Congratulations." Wen Desi said.
"Thank you, Chairman Wen!" Ruan Xiaowu was moved to tears when he saw Chairman Wen, who was like a rare god in the hearts of the indigenous people, congratulating him.
For the first time in his life, Wen Desi saw someone burst into tears over his words, and his sense of leadership was greatly satisfied.