The Time of the Ship Girl is the Dyke

Of course, Cleveland, being a sea knight, would not let Lafite and the others do such a thing.

"Everyone, hurry back to the commander, let me first..."

【Cleveland, calm down, let Lafite and Ayanami stop here first, I have a way to deal with this situation. 】

In an instant, after hearing Yaxu's command, Cleveland couldn't help being slightly stunned, but then he reacted immediately, and they continued to retreat with their confused javelins.

"Huh~ Lafite, in good condition."

"Ayanami, I will speak seriously."

After listening, Lafite and Ayanami glanced at each other, their clear eyes were full of determination, then quickly stopped the ship, turned around and greeted them.

At the same time, in the Shigesakura dormitory area far away in the Ohm area, seeing Cleveland and the others being chased by a group of ship girls, Nagato, who was concentrating on watching the broadcast, immediately tightened his fox tail.

"You, you waited too much!"

The bright red and white face flickered with unwillingness, Nagato trembled with ink-stained fox ears, Yu Nen's hands unconsciously grabbed the sleeves of the light gauze red dress, gently parted her delicate cherry lips, and whispered: "If only... I could help the Commander there!"

"Please calm down, Nagato-sama."

Seeing the disappointed expression of the petite young wife Fox, Jiang Feng, who was serving at the side, quickly comforted Nagato softly, because in this simulated actual exercise, joint targeting of the strongest is also one of the strategies.

After all, there is no fairness on the real battlefield.

At this time, in the manic sea breeze, listening to the artillery fire in the distance, Cleveland clenched his fists with a nervous expression, looking a little lonely.

Although this was just a drill, Cleveland really felt guilty for letting the two little guys, Lafite and Ayanami, cut off the queen. If it wasn't for Yaxu's advice, she would still be inclined to let herself be cut off.

[Don't blame yourself, Cleveland, don't worry, the other commanders will unite with us, isn't it in our expectation. 】

Soon, listening to Ya Xu's comforting words from the communicator, Cleveland soon relaxed a lot, and then laughed at himself: "Commander, we seem to be in a bad situation right now, what can you do? "

[Of course, I just need the help of the reliable big sister Cleveland. 】

Chapter 442 Ya Xu!Forever God!

Ayanami said that she likes her current life very much.

Under the fierce sea wind, the gray single ponytail was swaying with the sea wind following Ayanami's sharp movements. Listening to the noisy and noisy voice, Ayanami kept measuring the distance between herself and the surrounding girls, and kept unfolding the ponytail. With his own counterattack.

Although Ayanami and Lafite were the target of everyone's criticism at this time, through the close-range blocking, those aircraft carriers and battleship girls were worried that they would accidentally injure their companions, so they were unable to provide assistance.

At this moment, Ayanami was holding the red and white Zhanjian Sword with her white and tender hands, blinking her focused red eyes, constantly dodging the slanting barrage, and looking for opportunities to throw mines.

Even though this was just a drill, Sanwu's Ayanami was absolutely serious about it.

Because Ayanami... still wants to beat Lafite.

The delicate cherry lips raised an arc of joy, and Ayanami's rosy little face showed a faint blush. Finally, amidst a wave of slanting blue barrage, Ayanami once again approached a heavy cruiser sideways. Mother, carried out a dangerous melee mine throwing.

boom! ! !

Accompanied by a fierce flame, the wobbly Ayanami glanced at the fainting heavy cruiser girl in front of her, then turned her head to look at the screaming ship suit behind her, and finally fainted in a daze.

Hmm... I'll ask Lafite how many have been resolved later.

Are these two little bangers monsters?

Finally, seeing Lafite and Ayanami floating on the sea surface with circled eyes, the ship girls surrounding them couldn't help sighing bitterly, and then looked respectfully at Lafite and the others who were about to faint for a while on the sea. , and then looked at each other vigilantly.

The fierce exercise was still going on, and Cleveland and the others adopted defensive decisions under Yaxu's command, and they did not break into the battlefield for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, a brown-haired commander noticed Yaxu's actions on a certain island, and couldn't help frowning at this moment, and began to consider Yaxu's methods.

His name is De Lai, because he knew the strength of Yaxu's monster ship girls from the beginning, so he joined forces with other commanders to target the opponent early on.

"How about the situation over there?"

"Well, those ship girls are defending the island, and their commander is standing on the watchtower, wondering what they are planning."

At this moment, on the bright watchtower, Dreyer with a cautious face is constantly asking his own aircraft carrier, because the fleet on Yaxu's side has not come out for a long time, so some commanders have used airborne The machine went to detect and guard against Yaxu.

After all, none of them were stupid. The fleet of monsters like Yaxu had been defending the island for a long time, which naturally aroused their vigilance.

Because everyone's goal is to move towards the first position, and if the opponent keeps defending, it is impossible to get points, so what is the monster fleet planning?

Thinking of this, De Lai couldn't help asking his ship girls again, but the answer he got was still the same.

Commander Yaxu and his ship's wife were guarding the island, but they never came out.

Drey lowered his navy cap, became genuinely confused, and muttered to himself: "No, in this situation, the opponent should find a way to use points as a condition to jointly resist with some commanders. What to do?"

No, don't think about it for now, the most urgent thing now is to get more points.

After all, De Lai frowned tightly, planning to continue commanding his own ship girl.

However, at this moment, a thick hand suddenly stretched out from behind De Lai, and directly snatched the communicator hanging from De Lai's ear.

Click!

On the silent watchtower, with a crisp sound, the fragile communicator directly turned into scrap iron, while Mr. Drey who was sitting there froze in place.

Under the dim light, after seeing the extra figure beside him, De Lai couldn't help showing a frightened expression, and his back began to feel chills.

What a joke! ?This is an uninhabited late-night island.

Recalling the horror movies he had seen in the past, the flustered De Lai turned his head tremblingly, and then saw a young man with black hair and brown eyes and a gentle face.