captain migraine

The next morning, it was stormy.McGarr was sleeping soundly wrapped in Caesar's expensive blanket, revealing a hairy head wrapped in bandages.When Caesar returned to the captain's cabin after breakfast, the former lazily opened his eyes, glanced at him, yawned, and lifted the blanket up.

It's like a pet.The captain stepped forward, threw off the blanket mercilessly, stretched out his big hand, and slapped Megal's white belly cruelly.

McGarl: "Ah!"

"Are you up?" Caesar raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah. It's like I woke up yesterday and the day before yesterday."

"German is good."

"Yes. Do you want to come?"

"Go away. Fever gone?"

"Yes. It's alive and kicking, it can be slaughtered."

Caesar raised the corners of his lips and raised his chin to show a sublime smile: "Today is indeed the day of execution, are you ready?"

"Yes...no." McGarr said in shock, "The injury on my head is still not healed, and if you speak a little louder, it will make my wound hurt! Don't talk about the wound, I'm not ready yet. "

"Get down there and you'll find that you've made all the preparations." Throwing the prepared clothes on McGarl, the captain said blankly, "Get up, everyone else is waiting on the deck. It’s over, except for the one who was stabbed by you is still in Bakir, and I approve the postponement of execution, you are the only one left.”

McGarl: "It's raining outside."

Caesar: "Yeah, you're out of luck."

McGall: "..."

……

When McGarr followed Caesar to the deck, it was full of people.All the officials and the bosses of the sub-ships arrived on the Stormrage.Most of them stood there with their hands behind their backs expressionless, the rain cloth above their heads was whistling by the strong wind, their aura was more like a captain than a captain.

Under Caesar's leadership, the Stormrage has always been rewarding and punishing.Before breakfast, the crew members who did not make mistakes had already lined up to receive a set of new clothes and gold coins according to their positions. When the rewards were over, the rest was time for punishment.

At this time, the crew members who made mistakes were tightly tied up in the middle of the crowd. They were downcast. Even though the wind was strong outside the ship, and the sea wind mixed with rain made their ears fall off, they heard Caesar's steady steps. The group of poor people still looked up reflexively—however, when Caesar completely walked into their field of vision, they lowered their heads very timidly, not daring to look at the pair of amber pupils.

"Don't feel sorry for me, big trash." Caesar yawned, showing no emotion, he glanced at the group of lost dogs, and said lightly, "I'm used to it, really. Where? I can’t sleep well if you don’t have any moths in this event... Honestly eat the whip, don’t forget to bring your heads next time you go out——Why do you think the monthly knowledge popularization assessment is used for? I Are you bored to entertain you?"

At the end of the words, the man's voice raised a little.When he said these words with a blank face, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the wind howled. The man stood in the middle of everyone with his hands behind his back. A lot of emotions, but enough to not be angry and arrogant - including McGall, all the people who were dying of guilt were almost scared to pee their pants by his words.

McGarr subconsciously rubbed against Lake.

Lake winked and lowered his voice to chase away the plague god: "Go away, don't rub me, you killed me!"

McGarr: "It's just right, I'm still guessing that I'm going to be a backer if I die."

Lake: "Get out! Get out!"

Here, after Caesar finished his brief speech, he turned around. When his eyes swept across the crowd and stopped on the two chattering people, Reike immediately shut up, and the red-haired mate stood up straight and moved. Stepping away from McGarl, "I don't know him" is written all over his face.

Caesar frowned slightly, his eyes scratched the face of a certain walrus officer like a knife, and he ordered in a low voice: "Get out of the queue, get out and stand with your fellow walruses."

"Yes, Captain!"

McGarl gets the shit out of line, the shit out of joining the group of hapless kids standing in the middle ready to be whipped.Next to him, it happened to be the pirate No. [-] or No. [-] whose wrist was removed by him yesterday. When McGarr saw him, the other party showed an unbelievable expression at him, and the black-haired young man smiled mockingly at him: "Good day, it's really... thanks to you to see you here."

The other party's expression like eating cow dung made McGarl feel a little better.

Here, Lake, who escaped unharmed, curled his lips, took the long certificate of incrimination from his subordinates, opened it and began to count one by one——

"Tom, a member of the deck team of the third ship, tried to escape from the battlefield during the organization of the attack, and enjoyed the benefits, and was sentenced to minor AWOL, 35 lashes; Chel, a member of the fifth team's mechanical team, attempted to perform forced sex on ordinary women on the dock during the organization of the attack. , sentenced to serious violation of discipline, dragging the keel;...

Pascal, a member of the four-ship assault detachment, intended to plunder the private property of the members of the fleet during the organization of the attack. A disagreement between the two sides led to a dispute, and the provocative party was sentenced to [-] lashes for private fighting; Mi Lai, a member of the fourth assault detachment, During the organization of the attack, he intended to plunder the private property of the members of the fleet. If the two sides did not agree with each other and had a dispute, the provocative party was sentenced to [-] lashes; Private property was plundered, the two sides disagreed and had a dispute, and the provocative party was sentenced to [-] lashes, and the punishment could not be executed immediately due to serious injuries, and the execution time was postponed until he recovered; Megar, the walrus observer on the main ship of the Stormrage—”

McGarr's ears turned red, and he suddenly remembered the strong sense of shame he felt when he was called out and criticized in public when he spoke under the national flag on Monday because of mischief in elementary school.

Reck raised his head, glanced at McGarr, and looked at the other party with a very vile and vengeful look, red-faced like a boiled sea shrimp, and then continued with satisfaction: "McGarr, the walrus observer on the main ship of the Stormrage , During the organization of the attack, there was a dispute with the crew of the detachment in order to defend personal property. During the dispute, the crew of the fleet was seriously injured due to improper defense.

"Above." Lake put together the certificates, "I wish you a long life, you brats."

After Reike finished reading, Caesar waved his hand with a sullen face, and immediately a few sailors sprang out from below, and they moved out the long benches that McGarl had seen before, and then Comrade Walrus was left and right by two masters. The strong men of the fleet stood up and pressed down on the wooden bench without dignity.

"Slow down, I didn't see any injuries on the head! If it's broken, can the captain let you off—"

When a sailor clumsily tried to press McGarr's head, Bakir's rambling voice sounded beside him.McGarl looked up at him, the ship doctor didn't know when he got out of the crowd and stood at the front, his face full of worries, irritability and worry——

This Madonna radiance illuminates the entire deck.

...It really is the heart of parents in the world of doctors.

McGarl lay prone on the chair, and accidentally missed the sudden commotion in the crowd behind him——

The reason was that Caesar had a gloomy face and asked the judges who executed the whipping to give him one of the nine-tailed cat whips.

Not only the judges who came from the Shengjun, the captain's request frightened everyone in an instant.The crowd was in a commotion, whispering to each other, and some old crew members lamented that it had been several years since the captain did it himself—in the past, he despised the splashed flesh and blood, and almost never did it himself.

Thinking back to the past, few of those who were pumped by the captain survived, either they were killed on the spot, or they died of sepsis on the ship because their wounds could not heal.

Glancing at the iron-faced captain, no one dared to say a word. One of the judges handed the nine-tailed cat whip to the captain, and retreated into the crowd without saying a word.Holding the carefully sterilized nine-tailed cat whip in his hand, regardless of everyone's discussions, Caesar walked up to one of the bear children tied to the chair in the center.

McGarl said with a pale face, "No! Substitute!"

Caesar: "You asked for it yourself yesterday."

McGarr burst into tears: "I just heard Barry say that the last person you personally executed was beaten to death by you—fuck, it was flirting last night! Do you understand flirting? Can flirting be taken seriously?—— People, ask for a professional!"

Caesar: "Stop talking nonsense and lie down."

McGarr: "Substitute! Substitute! Lake—help!"

Lake?He is quite courageous and dares to call other people's names in front of Lao Tzu.Caesar narrowed his eyes, smoked a cigarette, and smiled like a hooligan: "Scream, God can't save you."

McGarr: "I can see from your expression that you are so disturbed and want to kill me!"

Being accused innocently, the captain was not angry, instead he showed a smile, squatted down with a smile, his face was at the same height as the walrus officer who was pressed on the chair, he glanced at the frightened comrade walrus officer, and said lazily: "How about I tell you a secret?"

"..." McGarl was a little quieter.

"Relax your butt, although it will hurt more, but at most it will be bruised, and you won't hurt your bones."

"!!!!!!" Fuck your uncle's secret!

McGarr was about to go crazy, he opened his mouth and was about to say something, when a cork was stuffed into his mouth, and Caesar's laughing voice came from above his head: "Bite it, lest you get bitten by excitement My own tongue, ah, this is a gift from friendship, so I won’t charge you.”

McGarl was taken aback for a moment: ... Receive, receive money?

"In order to avoid contracting strange infectious diseases, the instruments of torture on the Shengjun have undergone strict disinfection treatment-the cost of these treatments is very high-for your long-term memory, I will not pay a dime for this money, so According to the rules on the Fury, the disinfection of the instruments of torture will be deducted from the personal salary of the punished crew.”

...Damn it! !What is the difference between this and the painful behavior in the previous life where the shot prisoner paid for the gun? ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Beast! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Scum! ! ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Caesar threw away the cigarette butt and stood up, lazily stepping on the cigarette butt and crushing a few feet under the creepy gaze of everyone, "It's really painful so that you can have a long memory. The blood shed today is best for you to remember forever. It's not a loss," the captain said flatly, "start the execution."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whip in his hand was lifted up, and it landed firmly on McGar's back—the whip was long enough for the scars to spread from the back to the buttocks, and the nine-tailed cat whip fell on other places. On the back, it was like being whipped by more than a dozen whips at the same time. Although the pain in other places was barely tolerable, the short section where the front of the whip touched was so painful that one instantly thought that one had seen God!

The second whip fell, and it was still in the original position. McGarr closed his eyes, and saw his back twitched violently. Compared with the bears who spit out the cork and cried for their father and mother, he is the most delicate and tender walrusman Instead, the comrade held the scene, the third whip fell, and a bean-sized drop of sweat fell down his hair, and was blown off by the sea breeze mixed with rain.

The fourth whip fell, and McGarl tasted the blood in his mouth, probably because he clenched it so tightly that blood came out of his teeth.

At the fifth stroke, the heart-piercing pain suddenly became numb. Lying on the chair, Megal began to think in a trance that he was just firmly supporting the Chinese Communist Party. guilt.

On the sixth stroke, McGarl sniffed his nose and smelled the foul smell in the air. I don't know who was incontinent, but it wasn't him anyway.

At the seventh stroke, Megal began to think about whether he had undressed just now, or he would have to pick the cloth out of his bloody back later, and he might suffer again.

"Be patient, it will be over soon."

Above his head, Caesar's faint voice was low and hoarse, but it seemed to come from far, far away.

It's only less than one-third of the end of your mother, so don't lie.

McGarr snorted through his nose—this was the first time he had uttered a sound since the day he was whipped.

Not far away, there was a heated discussion between the red-haired first mate and the ship's doctor——

Lake: "The captain's whip is waving. It seems that the movement is loud and the sound is strong enough, but I can tell at a glance that this strength is no different from stroking a mascot to the bastard boss."

Bakir: "Professionals say that 25 lashes of the nine-tailed cat's leather can just hurt the muscles and bones, and [-] lashes... just mean that the skin is bruised."

Lake: "The captain is releasing water."

Bakir: "Well, the captain is blatantly releasing water."

Lake: "But the bastard captain is smart, he is so simple and straightforward, but no one dares to question him..."

Bakir: "Who would doubt it? Look around you, I feel sorry for the walrus staff's skin and tender flesh... A group of ordinary people who are blinded by illusions, professionals said that if they recuperate well, they can go anywhere in seven days Jumping."

Lake: "Can there be someone who can't rest well? Look at this baby, maybe I'll take it back to the captain's lounge after the fight."

Bakir: "Tsk tsk."

Rick: "Tsk tsk."

No.20 fell five times.

McGarr spat out the messy bitten cork in his mouth.In the next second, his chin was pinched and lifted up. He blinked and looked at those calm amber pupils with some difficulty.

"Still awake? Not bad."

"Let go," McGarl spat out a bloody breath, "I have a toothache."

Caesar let him go and untied him himself.Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he carried the man back to the captain's cabin without looking back.