Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 215 Thank God for the Navy
"That unlucky guy had several bones broken by four people. What do you think? In that situation, let alone asking him to admit that he was a Soviet spy, even if Dennis and the other four asked him to admit that he was Stalin, he could only nod his head. What else can he do? That is a NATO Allied Army base. In addition to American soldiers, there are also many European allies stationed there. When that guy loudly admitted that he was a Soviet spy, half of the people in the base heard it. In this situation, can we ask the Americans to admit that they were wrong? Please, the Americans are the commander-in-chief of the Allied forces. They must remain absolutely correct and cannot be treated as a joke by those countries. So just treat it as a real thing and throw him in jail. When you have figured out how to not embarrass the American soldiers and give the unlucky guy a reason to clear his name, then release him." Tommy looked at Tony:
"Since the United States did not want to admit its mistake and said that it had caught a spy, it had to commend Dennis and his four companions. So their superior announced the commendation for Dennis and his four companions with a sullen look on his face. Less than a week after the commendation, Dennis and his four companions were immediately sent to an Allied radar station far away from the base, in case they continued to help them catch Soviet spies after drinking too much. Dennis and his four companions were probably the only American soldiers who were exiled despite receiving the commendation."
Tony looked at Tommy in silence, finally spit out the cigarette butt and crushed it hard, then continued walking forward with the gun in hand, saying as he walked: "I'm relieved to hear that the Army's performance is not much worse than the Navy's. Where's the other joke?"
"Life at the radar station is very boring. There are only a dozen people in the entire small radar base. It is far away from the city and the base. They rely on regular supplies from the base for survival. It is much harder than before at the base. So Dennis and his three friends feel that they must find an opportunity to win a second commendation, prove their abilities, return to the base, and get rid of this moldy life." Tommy carefully disposed of the cigarette butt and continued walking forward with Tony.
Tony said with emotion: "I understand that feeling. In the navy, if a new recruit is unlucky and boards a small ship with only a hundred crew members, he will feel very bored and have the urge to jump into the sea and escape. So, they were rewarded again? The radar detected the Soviet military movement in time and quickly conveyed it to the base?"
"That radar is older than Dennis. It was built there by the United States in the 1950s. It can detect shit. Besides, how could the Soviet Union be in the mood to fly to Turkey and play hide-and-seek with the U.S. military? In Dennis's words, it's a tomb with a radar-shaped tombstone, where their elite U.S. Army soldiers are buried." Tommy said.
"Then how did they get the reward? Shhh..." Tony made a shushing gesture and then raised his gun.
Tommy observed in the direction of Tony's gun for a long time, even using a telescope, but he couldn't find what prey this guy was aiming at.
"Bang~" a gunshot rang out.
A gray squirrel, a similar color to the bark, fell from a dense tree.
Seeing the bloody squirrel, Tommy began to regret teaming up with his brother. If he had chosen Susan or Sophia, he might have been able to show off his marksmanship to them. Instead of waiting for the prey to fall to the ground, he realized what his brother was aiming at.
"Dennis contacted Pam and asked Pam to find a scrap yard owner that Warwick was familiar with. He purchased hundreds of expired Playboy and Penthouse magazines at a low price and shipped them across the ocean to Turkey. The recipient was a fabricated Turkish name, and the address was a Turkish bar where they used to hang out. The name of the recipient was fake, and the phone number was also fake. Only the address was real. The logistics company couldn't contact the recipient, so they could only send the packaged items directly to the bar. The bar owner opened the goods and found that they were all eye-catching magazines. In addition, he learned that he couldn't contact the recipient, so of course he was greedy. People who often do business with garrisons know that these things will not worry about not having soldiers to buy them, and they can make a fortune. So he really did it. After finding an officer buyer in the base who could eat all the magazines, he prepared to sell all the magazines to the other party at once."
"And then?" Tony turned his head when he heard Tommy's words: "I don't understand what this has to do with awards."
Tommy shrugged. "It's really hard for humans to guess what Dennis is thinking. When the bar owner was driving a car loaded with magazines to the base to trade, Dennis and three of his comrades descended from the sky and arrested the Turkish bar owner on suspicion of smuggling pornographic publications. They seized a large number of magazines that are strictly prohibited from circulation in Turkey and sent the bar owner to the local police station in Izmir, Turkey. Think about it, the bar made money from the base and has long been coveted. Now the police have found an opportunity to take advantage of the bar owner, so how could they let him go? So the bar owner was replaced by the police chief's family, and Dennis and his four friends were also featured in the local newspapers in Izmir. The police chief personally sent a thank-you letter to the base, thanking the U.S. troops stationed in Turkey for taking the initiative to help the local police department crack a major transnational smuggling case of illegal publications that had been targeted for a long time."
"That's a NATO Allied Army base." Tony seemed to realize something and murmured, "I'm his superior, and I won't waste this opportunity."
Tommy nodded. "Yes, his base is the Southeast European Allied Forces Army Base in Izmir, Turkey. In addition to the U.S. Army, there are also armies from NATO allies such as Italy, Greece, Turkey, and Canada stationed there. The superiors thought that this could show off the excellent qualities of American soldiers to NATO allies, so they were transferred back to the base and specially arranged for the three of them to receive awards in public in front of young officers from other countries, intending to make the three of them role models for young NATO officers."
"It's a perfect ending, and the future is bright." Tony nodded and said seriously: "If the four of them seize this opportunity, they may be promoted much faster than other officers of the same period."
"Yeah, if Dennis and the other four hadn't secretly bought back the old magazines that should have been destroyed from the police station in order to stop the losses, and then sold them to officers from other countries in the base at high prices, can you imagine the expression of Dennis 's superior when he was reading the commendations on the stage and found that the young officers from other countries in the audience each had a copy of the American adult magazine sold by Dennis?" Tommy said weakly, following behind Tony.
Tony opened his mouth speechlessly, as if he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only ask, "So, are Dennis and the other four still alive?"
"They should still be alive, but their superior told them privately that if he was lucky enough to reward them for the third time, he hoped that the three of them would be lying in coffins by then." Tommy looked at Tony:
"The final outcome was that the commander used the excuse of reward and promotion to send four young model U.S. Army officers, led by Dennis, who were enthusiastic about helping the local Turkish police crack down on the smuggling of pornographic publications while not forgetting to sell old American adult magazines to their Allied comrades at high prices, to Lebanon, where the situation was even more difficult and complicated, in order to increase the success rate of the four of them being able to lie in the coffin as soon as possible."
Tony bowed his head. "So, is Türkiye asking for protection from the Allies, or is it lacking ancestral support?"
"Are these two jokes funny?" Tommy said with a wry smile, "If it weren't for me and his SSD buddies, the boss who became the laughing stock of the base's allies for rewarding Dennis and his four idiots would have wanted to shoot them right there at the meeting."
"I just want to be thankful that Dennis and I are not in the same service. Thank God for the Navy." Tony said:
"Keep hunting. Change the joke. If you continue to talk about Dennis, I'm afraid I will be unable to resist and betray other countries with my comrades."
