LC Imran reached out and picked up the iPad in front of him, making way for him, as he reached out to those who had not yet reached his position. They greeted him and raised their hands respectfully. Others in his position shook hands with each other in the class, and the enlightenment they had experienced in education and struggle had now reached the point of rest.
Lc Imran arrived at the Tini gate with great respect and care. He opened the door for him as he was arriving. He put his head in and left. The two Navys at the gate followed behind him. Imran was beside him, taking out the Navy phones to take them out of flight mode.
When they arrived at the elevator, it was opened for them and the Chinese fleet admiral entered together, talking quietly, then Lc Imaran and his two navies and the two Chinese.
Even when they arrived, the securities were lined up neatly and ready for their fleet, and as soon as they headed for the airport, they were covered up and there was no security there. That's why even when they appeared at the company's premises, the journalists there started taking pictures from where they were standing because they couldn't get close to the securities, they were standing guard.
Imran opened the car for him after saying goodbye to the fleet m
Gou quietly got into the car, which was locked, and they started their cars and left the premises, each with his own securities.
Imran calmly turned around and looked at his master, who calmly raised his head and handed him his phone, opening his mouth with a calm expression and saying
‘SIR JEERAH is calling’
He looked at the phone with a kind of calm and restraint, extending one hand and accepting it because Sir Jeerah, whom the world knows, is his biological father, who is a former fleet admiral and to this day, every navy soldier is proud of him. He led with true courage and fearlessness and a kind of genuine passion, without any hesitation or playfulness that they see and accept all his things in his son, who now has a kind of charisma and passion that is just like his father.
He picked up the phone and held it to his ear, opening his mouth wide with all the respect that, after his master, only his father and mother in his world received this respect in his home, and he was the only one who was respected, not the one who was respected.
'SIR' He began to utter the same word, which was the first thing he heard when he addressed his father, before he paid a respectful greeting from the other side, and was interrupted calmly, confidently, and with a show of authority, saying
'Fleet Adm I think you should know that besides the right to the land you are on, you should know that there is another right that you should know its magnitude,
There are things that, if they become a reason to leave, then I have no reason to make them become a reason to stay,
I need to see you no matter how big the task ahead of you.'
As he finished speaking, he turned off his phone and left the Fleet Admiral of the Navy with his phone in his hand, who knew that even if he lost his life, he would make sure to give the order for his body to be delivered to his father, just as he had given the order to see him based on the order and there was no joke in his father's case at all.
He opened his mouth and said without looking at Imran.
‘SIR needs to see me’
Imran turned and looked at in a way that he wanted to confirm what he had heard because there was talk of going to Nigeria after he knew that that was the last place his master could go to after burying the half-dead body that he had left behind.
His return meant that he saw the veil that covered him with the pain of losing half of his body in his heart.
With a silent sigh, he lowered his voice as he picked up his phone to begin planning the trip, which was only possible with S, who had achieved this status in the entire world for
Instead of going straight to their accommodation via the airport, Imran ordered them to head home. RAHEEM had a plan to pass by because he had not given his family the chance to say goodbye to him.
