Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Sure enough, the communication can't be sent out at all."

The rustling sound in his head made him a little bit troubled. If there is only one battleship, although he is not afraid of any challenge, it is better not to send out a distress signal immediately and cause trouble for the people in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs——

If it is in the territorial waters of the allies, it is likely to be driven away, but if it falls into the hands of the camp that is fighting for sea power with the Soviet... It would be funny, he can only consider sinking himself and changing the hull—that’s terrible It's all white rubles.

"Om-!!!"

Just when he maintained his superficial might, but he was really struggling, a sharp and long howl came from the sky.

"Lie down!!!"

Out of the fighting instinct of the battleship core to protect the captain, he grabbed Z-23 into his arms and threw it to the ground.

"boom!!!!!"

The shells fell about ten meters to the right of their bodies, scraped up the sand on the entire beach, and danced wildly in the sky, like a sandstorm on the sea.

"boom--"

Almost at the moment when the two were about to raise their heads, another shell also roared and hit the side of the island fortress, forming a straight cross-ray between the Kremlin and Z-23.

"It's a siren!!"

Z-23, who was protected by the Kremlin, struggled a little uncomfortably—at such a time, it was obviously time to stand up and protect the commander—

"I saw it! The caliber is 203 mm, it should be a siren heavy cruiser!!"

"Siren? Another new term."

Kremlin muttered.

"Please let me go—Commander! The purpose of the ship's existence is to fight against the sirens! Please let me fight—" The girl struggled a few more times.

Kremlin, however, held her shoulders and held her still.

"Heavy cruiser—you have a destroyer to fight against the heavy cruiser? What are you doing nonsense—you can hand it over to the battleship at this time!"

The burly man straightened up, and confirmed the shadow of the enemy ship through his eyesight, which was better than that of the scope.

However, he soon had new doubts—could that thing be considered a heavy cruiser?

It looked like a group of sea creatures made up of futuristic pitch-black machines. The design was so chaotic that it was impossible to tell which was the operations department and which was the command headquarters.

The most ridiculous thing is that there is a person stuck on the top of such a steel monster——

The lower body of the woman with a mad smile is submerged in the monster-like hull, her silver-white hair is tied in a side ponytail on the right side, and her clothes are revealing. She doesn't look like a serious woman at first glance, let alone a navy——

Looking at the muzzle of the siren's black hole but not even a needle barrel in the eyes of the Kremlin - he suddenly realized that, in a sense, the bad guy on the opposite side was somewhat similar to the captain girl he was guarding.

The strange combination formed by the siren and the high-tech hull below her immediately evokes some bad memories of Kremlin, his expression also becomes solemn, and then his whole body tenses up.

"Commander... Leave it to me, it's a siren elite heavy cruiser."

After confirming the structure of the enemy's hull again, Z-23's somewhat displeased face suddenly froze, and then she let out a long breath——

"She should have just been generated in the nearby sea area, otherwise I must have detected her track long ago... Sorry, I may not be able to accompany you to continue walking—"

Although you are a strange person and not very gentle, it can be seen that you intend to protect me——

It is the glory of the ship girl to fight for the commander!

The nascent Z-23, level 1, has no extra combat experience except for combat instincts, but she straightens up the ship as if she were dying, and proudly points the muzzle at the enemy she cannot defeat at sea.

"I will buy enough time—please take refuge inside the fortress, there should be supplies in it—be sure to last until the rescue fleet arrives!" The first and last battle of my life.

"? What the hell are you talking about?"

Kremlin was not moved by Z-23's spirit of self-sacrifice at all, and turned his head to look at her who was stunned——

"Children, don't talk about wars and wars all day long. Destroyers are important scouts. Don't be like the Japanese if you have no choice. Long live the charge at any time—"

He grabbed the grayed-out Z-23, ignored the other party's protesting eyes, and waved his hand towards the empty shallows——

"Logbook: At 5:22 a.m. on May 10, the Kremlin was bombarded by a heavy cruiser from an unknown force 'Siren' - the first round of bombardment straddled the battleship's core, which was judged to be a hostile act. According to the Soviet Navy In wartime, it is stipulated that four-level combat deployment should be implemented and counterattack immediately!"

It was clearly making a report, but it sounded like a spell of summoning magic. In response to the Kremlin's call, a steel behemoth raised its bow from the bottom of the sea.

"what--!"

Z-23's eyes widened, because everything that happened in front of her was beyond her knowledge.

First, the ostentatious bow jumped out, followed by two huge turrets, followed by the bridge, optical range finder, fire control radar, and rear turret. The whole body of the giant steel beast sank, its head fell, and two towering walls of water were smashed out of the sea.

Mixed with the sand that has not yet fully landed, the water wall brought up a rainbow, and under the scorching sun and strong wind, the bright red flag on the observation tower resounded fiercely.

"This is the Kremlin-class battleship, and it's also my other body as the core of the battleship—do you understand, Captain."

Kremlin straightened his sailor cap: "The work that should be entrusted to the battleship must be done by the battleship - a reasonable division of labor can lead to success. Also, don't add 'Your Excellency' after the commander - if one day you Understanding the greatness of the Soviets, I hope we can call each other 'comrade'."

The siren's eyes were attracted by the giant beast that suddenly fell into the sea.

In the database, she has never seen a battleship of this type. It should be said that similar ships in the same period have long been sunk by the sirens. Humans simply do not have the ability or necessity to continue building such a huge battleship.

"It's just an old ship—"

She subconsciously thought so, until the heavy and suffocating triple-mounted turrets of the Kremlin class all moved towards her direction——

The siren, who obviously just wanted to crush the newborn ship girl, realized that he was too close to the battleship that suddenly appeared, and was a little flustered for a while.

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth still wants to fight with me - I don't pay attention to me at all! Prepare to shoot!"

Loading armor-piercing shells——

As the man on the beach pointed his arm at the siren, the Kremlin's secondary guns fired.

If the 203mm guns of the Elite Heavy Cruiser were thunderbolts, the small-caliber secondary guns used for range measurement and test firing were like tons of hail, crackling and pounding on her surroundings one after another.

The 130mm Soviet-made secondary gun is equivalent to two bombardment destroyers with fierce firepower strapped to the body. The straight and fast ballistic trajectory will instantly turmoil the sea area around the heavy patrol, and the roar will continue.

If it’s just such accuracy—the elite sirens whose intelligence level is not lower than that of the ship’s mother tried to load torpedoes to assault the Kremlin when they were "lucky" not hit by the secondary guns.

However, the moment she exposed the torpedo tube sideways——

"The enemy ship is full of right rudder—hmph, a rookie with no experience at all."

Looking at the heavy cruiser who didn't know how to write the word "death" on his face, Kremlin even suspected that he was doing simulated training for a moment-and he only faced it when he had not yet become the core of the battleship. Those target ships at sea will give this kind of approach angle that can be called suicide.

"Give up the calibration of the secondary gun bursts, and the main gun salvo!"

It's just a distance of three nautical miles. To put it bluntly, with the accuracy of his main gun, he can hit a small fishing boat with all bullets, let alone the size of the opposite siren is quite large——

The elite heavy cruiser who showed her stomach directly did not realize that the "Reaper" was staring at the position of the engine room on her belly and admiring it carefully. When the torpedo tubes were loaded, the Kremlin-class nine-door aimed at her waterline. The 457mm main guns roared in unison.

"Ahhh——" Z-23's face was pale, and he was so excited by the roar of an ancient giant that he stuck his head on Kremlin's back. Embrace her and prevent her from being blown away.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the huge muzzle air wave pushed the ship back, almost stranded the battleship's hull on the beach. The distance of three nautical miles was fleeting, and the moment the torpedo was fired, it pierced into the torpedo. In the middle of the heavy cruiser's midship, almost nine shells landed in one place, broke through the armor belt, and smashed into the engine room. The delay fuze cracked in response, and the shock waves and thick smoke caused by the explosives were sprayed out with fine shrapnel. .

"Boom-"

It didn't have the horrible sound and light effect as imagined, but the whole hull of the heavy cruiser sank suddenly when it was hit directly, as if a giant stepped on her in the air, and then, her middle cabin slammed down again. The ground jumped upwards, and the hull of the ship broke immediately. From the opening of the deck, raging flames finally sprang out with claws and claws, dyeing the sky red——

It took about a few seconds, and it seemed as long as several hours, before Z-23 and the Kremlin heard the rough sound of metal breaking and the sound of the explosion.

The rising air waves and raging fire completely covered the human figure above the heavy cruiser, and Kremlin also failed to appreciate her painful and desperate eyes—he may have a little bit of sadism, but he treats all enemies with The most efficient way to send them to see the gods they believe in is to respect them.

"Nine rounds hit, it should have hit the engine room and the ammunition depot under the turret shaft - when was the last time you encountered such a fierce heavy cruiser? Oh, yes, the encounter with Atago in front of the island At that time, he also had this kind of virtue, but he somehow hit me—”

He then straightened his sea soul shirt with some sarcasm, and helped Z-23 put his hat back on by the way: "The Siren faction is not very good - even the recruits are catching up with the battlefield."

"Can conventional... conventional weapons sink sirens???"

Z-23 was dumbfounded, holding her commander's waist and muttering to himself.

"What is a conventional weapon? Do you still want me to put a nuclear bomb in the barrel? Although it sounds very tempting, it will violate the law of sea power—"

The assailant shook his head, not knowing whether he was trying to scare Z-23 or appease her: "If you deal with a guy with a bit of cerebral palsy, even North Carolina can be carried away in one round."

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Chapter 02: Virtues and Suxiu!

"The ship girl is a beautiful elf born for war."

A commander once commented on these ladies who are eternally youthful.

Although the character of the ship's mother is affected by her age and historical experience, the only thing that remains the same is that they are never timid in the face of war.

Even the child-like destroyer girls in the Sakura Kindergarten may act like a spoiled child to humans, but once on the battlefield, they will immediately become qualified fighters. Load the cannon and tear the siren to pieces.

Z-23 is not a qualified captain, but a qualified fighter——after being briefly surprised by the excessively violent bombardment of the Kremlin, she quickly adjusted her mentality. If you are wondering why there is such a thing as a male "ship girl", it is better to sort out the information with the Kremlin first.

Her mental age is relatively old among destroyers, about 15 years old, and her behavior is relatively stable. Therefore, the Kremlin did not take much effort to understand their current situation with her.

They both think of each other as officers, but obviously, this mandatory contract is more like the result of some kind of misunderstanding or coincidence——Z-23 comes from the former German Navy, but is now an iron-blooded force, but because the camp of the builder Kremlin is not Belonging to any party of White Eagle, Royal, Sakura, Iron Blood or Northern United, Z-23 is also theoretically in a state of no camp.

The Kremlin has a headache because Z-23 holds the highest order priority for him, because it is obvious that this female doll has no clear war goals, let alone the awareness to serve the Soviet Union, and he is the "outsider" "—

That's right, the extinct fleet like the Siren does not exist on the earth he is familiar with. Kremlin feels that his situation in this "world" is very delicate-because of the lack of investigation, he can't even delineate the coordinates, and the chart is invalid. He can't find it. As for the route back to the Eurasian continent, even if there is a chance to find a similar route, it may not be possible to return to his homeland.

Considering that none of them can order anyone now, it should be regarded as a cooperative relationship... Kremlin plans to set a small goal first, and persuade Z-23 to complete this goal with him.

"...Sure enough, if you don't do this, you can't—"

On the other side, after careful consideration, Z-23 gently twisted his light beige hair, his blue eyes staring at Kremlin's chest muscles were full of firmness——

"commander--"

"captain--"

They spoke at the same time—

"Let's go find our iron-blooded companion—"

"Join the great Soviet Union!"

"..." X2

Then the two battleship incarnations fell into a long silence at the same time:

really! !

Kremlin and Z-23, who knew the other party's purpose, had sharp eyes.