Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

He was about to have a fit when he remembered that these girls didn't seem to have used the bathroom on the ship...

So the cursing was suppressed for a long time, which was uncomfortable.

"Are you practicing or not?" His face was dark as hell: "Are you the commander or am I the commander—"

Of course he didn't dare to say that to Captain Z-23, but Eugen is his "subordinate" - subordinates are not allowed to poke the boss's mouth!

"...Forget it, let's play with you, Commander."

Eugen bit his finger again.

She seemed to appreciate Kremlin's way of hovering on the verge of exasperation, which made her quite comfortable.

And because of Eugen's interruption, Kremlin unconsciously forgot that he should take Z-23 into the water first——

……

"Commander, the improvement of the combat effectiveness of the ship's mother is very limited."

Z-23 looked at Eugen running around the island, and muttered helplessly behind Kremlin's back.

"Although I personally like exercising and running, it can give me a sense of fulfillment, but for Sister Eugen, it is meaningless."

"I'm not really asking Eugen to improve his physical fitness."

Kremlin still spoke his mind in front of the captain: "I just want her to be more disciplined and responsible. If she obeys the command, it will be more helpful for future battles."

Z-23 fell silent after hearing the words—she knew in her heart that with Eugen's temperament, whether it was for fun or not, making such a concession fully demonstrated her sense of guilt towards the commander...

Maybe she wanted to take this opportunity to dispel her uneasiness that had pissed off the Commander.

"Suka! You're running too slow! Are the propellers of your German ships entangled in seaweed? How long has it been since you cleaned them?? The rudder is not smooth, it's as if it's rusted to death!"

Not forgiving, but Kremlin quickly joined Eugen when she ran two laps, trying to motivate Eugen to accelerate by taking the lead.

"..."

Eugen didn't speak, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, but at the position where the Kremlin was far away, Z-23's expression was inexplicably full of frustration——

"Woo, seaweed... rusty rudder..."

The poor Z drive does have many deficiencies in mobility.

Although strictly speaking, as a battleship, the Kremlin has no position to criticize the mobility of destroyers and heavy cruisers...

While running, the shameless turret armor on Eugen's chest swayed desperately along with her twin ponytails. Even the tights couldn't completely restrain her, like an egg that was half-shelled and could fall out at any time——

To be honest, Kremlin was really afraid that she would pinch her chest if she shook it too hard, or that the coating would not be able to stretch and the turret base would leak out.

"..." As time went by, Prince Eugen didn't seem to be panting and tired, and Kremlin's expression gradually became more subtle, because he found that Eugen was gradually surpassing him in speed.

Isn't this heavy patrol very good at running? Just put it here for me after pretending for a long time, right?

The Kremlin, who is very competitive, also put all his strength into battle on land, and the heavy cruisers and battleships that sailed for a while dug out all kinds of crabs, fish and shrimps buried under the beach, and the molluscs also panicked. At a loss, those automatic armors that were shattered just now have destroyed many of their nests, and now they have been destroyed by the battleships, and they are completely unbearable——

"...Commander—are you really just a battleship?"

Eugen asked abruptly to Kremlin who was still beside him.

"Of course—what's 'just'—"

"Oh, then I'm going to look at you with admiration."

Eugen smiled slightly when he heard the words, and suddenly accelerated again——

That's how the Kremlin was left behind.

"...if I could boost my engine... I'd run over your head—"

Kremlin - the maximum speed is 29.5 knots, nearly 3 knots slower than Prinz Eugen.

Although I'm not reconciled... But there must be gains and losses.

As the sun moved to the west, Kremlin calculated the time and felt that it was almost the same.

After all, it is not something to be happy to be overtaken by Eugen for a full lap. When he called to stop, Z-23 had just come out of the Ganaku to signal them that the new companion was about to be built.

Although it can only be said that it made Eugen a little bit happier, Kremlin was not without gains—he discovered that the ship's mother actually needs to sweat to dissipate heat.

"Let's act covertly tonight. It is estimated that the reconnaissance formation that the Sirens have brought from various places will soon be in place."

Kremlin looked away from Eugen's dripping "dew" cheeks. The scent of the other party made him feel very uncomfortable, as if his body was full of perfume.

It stands to reason that women would also be sweaty, but Jian Niang seems to have made some realistic places less realistic, or... overly beautified.

Of course, he doesn't dislike this kind of beautification. After all, compared to practicing a group of big men covered in body odor, getting along with a "perfect" woman like Eugen in all aspects will be a bit awkward, but the mood will also be pleasant...

The premise is that her mouth should not be so yin and yang.

"Well, let me see which lucky fellow has accepted the call of the Soviet—"

Lowering the barrel, Kremlin clapped his hands and walked into the base.

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PS. The High Command's demand for book lists is increasing day by day

Chapter 16 Iron Behemoth Zeppelin, what's the next sentence?

The moment the ship girl jumped out, Kremlin was still thinking about the identity of the other party.

American business?British Brilliant class?Japan's Akagi Kaga?

This is an aircraft carrier that he thinks has more combat effectiveness, and it can be regarded as a screening list after lowering expectations. After all, Z-23 and Eugen are both level 8 World War II ships, and only other World War II aircraft carriers can be matched with ships of the same period.

However, when he saw the steel logo on the opponent's hat and the iron cross on his belt, Kremlin's heart instantly turned cold.

Do Germans have aircraft carriers?

Oh yes, there seems to be a...

At the end of the Great Patriotic War, it was towed back to China as a target ship... I heard that some time ago, the German guy had restarted his hull number and built the same ship type. If the time of the two sides was synchronized, that type should be in the In the Atlantic, there was a fierce battle with the British Grudge class.

Sliding all the way to the bottom of the other party's faded hair, Kremlin's eyes froze for a while.

what is this?

Z-23 said that her chest is a turret, so what is the corresponding warhead of an aircraft carrier?flight deck?Or carrier aircraft?

Does this mean that the size is too exaggerated?Kremlin was convinced that his head was not as big as that lump of fat, let alone the corset helped to restrain it a little.

He held his breath and continued to look down...

The plump lightning protection belt that can't be controlled by the wrapping skirt, the well-shaped thighs are covered by black pantyhose, and the jade feet are stepping on high heels that can stab people to death——

Oh, well, it turns out that the costumes of Eugen and Z-23 can be considered conservative in the Jagged Ship?

Kremlin, who was a little confused in thinking, waited dully for the other party to fully materialize, until the aircraft carrier lady opened her eyes and cast a cold look at him:

"Commander? I'm Zeppelin... Now that all the necessary conditions have been met, let's play it—the final movement."

From the fluorescent pink lips of the silver-haired and red-eyed Jianniang... spat out a series of inexplicable lines.

"..."

The audience was silent.

Z-23 showed a mixed expression of joy and sorrow, and her eyes frantically moved between Zeppelin and the commander, afraid that her irritable commander would stretch out her big hand and greet her fellow ship with her mouth.

But Kremlin wasn't—his thinking was a mess.

It means that this cold guy crossed his legs when he was in shape, and his appearance was even more arrogant than that of Prince Eugen. Usually, the Kremlin can hammer his head into his chest when he treats recruits who are similar to life and death, but this time , the source of the shock he received at the first time... was not the other party's arrogant attitude.

"——Has your Iron-Blooded Admiralty assigned a psychiatrist to the battleship core?"

Kremlin squinted at the side to adapt to the atmosphere, and chose the silent heavy cruiser.

"...I've never had that kind of thing before." The latter's tone hinted at a headache.

"No wonder."

Kremlin pressed down on the brim of his hat before he realized what was going on with the other party... He was really afraid that his overly shocked or distorted expression would ruin his majesty. Of course, that absurd line also made him laugh Being teased crazily, almost on the verge of breaking out.

It's getting more and more unreliable-and it's still a German stick boat?

Has Lao Tzu’s construction machine been tampered with? ?

"Zeppelin, right—don't say the abbreviation, tell me your full name and hull number!"

Suppressing his gradually distorted facial muscles, Kremlin forcibly questioned the other party with words that fit the identity of a commander——

"I am the Aircraft Carrier Earl Zeppelin, code-named Flugzeugträger A...Although this name is optional, for the sake of convenience, let me be called Zeppelin—"

Finally said something serious?

Kremlin took a breath, and stretched out his hand: "BB24—the battleship Kremlin, from the great Soviet Union, now serves as your commander."

"...the Union of Soviets?"

The look in Kremlin's eyes was a little surprised, still unabated, but Zeppelin stretched out his slender hand in black silk gloves to touch Kremlin's palm, and he left as soon as he touched it.

"Ah, so it turns out that you are the ones who sank me—oh, it seems that I should thank you."

The initial favorability score was also 50, but after Kremlin revealed his identity, the woman's favorability score jumped up by 5 points, and Kremlin was taken aback when he opened the panel.

what's the situation?There is also the saying that the victim is grateful to the enemy?

He said that his thinking is still too superficial, and he cannot understand the ways of these delusional patients.

"The fate of a battleship is to sink in battle. Although you are equally unpleasant, at least let me die once in a proper manner—"

Like a chant, Zeppelin spoke in beautiful but hateful words.

"...Very well, this shows that you are not the kind of person who will be locked up by past grievances."

Kremlin sighed from the bottom of his heart: Praise the Supreme Soviet, although he is a troublesome guy again, but he is not really crazy... probably.

"Now, recruit, I need you to specify a goal—because our situation is not optimistic—"

The strong man who had adjusted his mentality drew out an arm and stretched it to the right, his eyes burning.

But Zeppelin didn't wait for Kremlin to say the words behind the big sentence, he raised his eyebrows and said:

"Are you asking about my wish? Destroy the world... I won't ask for your help? Because...you have long been a part of it."

"..."