Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"It's 11:32, Commander, there are still 3 minutes until the new companion is built..."

After reading, Eugen calmly stuffed the Lenin commemorative watch back to his chest:

"It is recommended that you bring a hot food to your new companion. Judging from the construction time, she should be a destroyer or submarine...Children will always have a good impression of adults who provide snacks."

"……thanks."

If Dake has a reverse favorability data for the ship girl, Eugen should be able to see that Dake's favorability for her has also increased by +1.

Unlike what he imagined, Eugen took good care of the watch:

"Comrade Captain, bring a piece of food to Zeppelin. She must maintain her strength and lay the foundation for the first phase of our Plan B."

"learn."

After the division of labor was arranged, Da Ke carried a plate of freshly baked food and headed towards the core cabin again.

When he walked to the construction machine, just as the golden figure was fully formed, a short girl landed in the middle of the cabin with a thud, and winked at him, her skin began to become fair and textured.

"Hey, now I also have a commander!"

The newly born girl with short pink hair blinked at Dake with her miraculous eyes showing dark gold circles and lake green pupils, and moved the ship under her body that looked like a motorboat and some kind of simple underwater acceleration equipment to the aside.

She smiled sweetly. To be honest, that innocent smile instantly reassured Dake, at least much more normal than the previous four, and even a little more normal than Nimi.

This is the look that a child of her appearance age should have. Even if it is a U-boat, well, it is a German guy again, but Da Ke has gradually become numb. Except for Bree, whose nationality is unknown, this fleet is full of iron-blooded women They—even made him have an illusion—as if it was a miracle that there was no iron-blooded ship girl.

However, Dake moved his soft eyes downward.

One-piece swimsuit?

There seems to be less and less fabric on Jagged Ship Girls recently, which is a noteworthy trend.

The strong man pursed his lips. Because of his delicate mood, he didn't even initiate soul torture to this child who seemed to be about a year younger than Z-23.

"Your name? Soldier——" The routine question seemed insincere, but it was the proof that Da Ke had accepted the "setting" that he could only build iron-blooded ships.

"I'm U81, I like hide-and-seek the most. When you can't find me, shout 'U81, I surrender', and I will come out~"

U81 is the kind of child who is very familiar and doesn't have much capital. She has always wanted to be loved by the commander, and she instinctively planned to act like a baby to Da Ke, but seeing his big waist and round arms, he still hesitated to insist. A relatively well-behaved stance...and a safe distance.

Energetic, but doesn't look as rowdy as Bree, knows how to distinguish relationships, respects the officer-should be a good boy.

"Here, we just finished eating." Kremlin had never coaxed a child before, but at least he knew how to control his movements and expressions, and he still gently presented the food in front of the girl.

"Eh? Oh oh—thank you~!"

After receiving the plate handed over by Da Ke, U-81 quietly looked at the strong man who was obviously worried, and felt that although his commander was strong and scary, he had an unexpectedly good temper, so he gave her an advance notice when she just jumped out of the construction machine. A "welcome banquet" is prepared.

"The conditions are a bit difficult now, that's all. If you want other daily necessities, tell Comrade Z-23, and we will try our best to meet them."

"...Huh? Comrade?"

U-81 was just about to stuff a mouthful of soup into his mouth, but he froze for a moment when he heard this name.

As she had never exchanged fire with the Soviets, she was naturally not familiar with this kind of appellation - what she cared about was the first name.

"You mean Miss Z-23? Is she here too?"

"Yes, theoretically speaking, she is the supreme commander here... Forget it, don't say these misleading words, you have two bites first, and we will go to the restaurant to discuss." There seemed to be some lingering sounds in Dake's nasal cavity.

"Commander!" The sound of the destroyer running approached from the corridor defense line. It should be that after delivering the food to Zeppelin, it came down again.

"Oh, listen, I was just talking about her."

Da Ke spread his hands, and at the same time Z-23 also rushed into the core cabin.

"Who is the new friend—ah, U81!"

"Miss Nimi!"

After seeing the familiar figure, Miss Submarine almost threw the plate away, and hugged Z-23 who ran over with a snap. The two little ship girls rubbed against each other and cheered—the joy was beyond words.

This tender scene fell in Dake's eyes, which made him feel a bit of relaxation and comfort when he was not in a good mood.

It seems that within Iron Blood, there is also a pure and beautiful friendship. If there are more Eugen and Zeppelin, Z-23 and U81 will definitely grow crooked.

And U81's eyes are so clean, it must be worth spending time to cultivate.

"Sorry, I'm glad the commander built you, but you may not come at the right time. The next battle... the submarine will be difficult to play."

It's a pity that the joy of reunion didn't last long. It should be said that Z-23 frowned first and began to lament the unfavorable season.

"Eh? Why?" U81 was still lying on Z-23's body.

"Because we lack anti-aircraft ships...er, Commander?"

Facing the girl who asked him for instructions, Dake pointed upwards.

……

"Our fleet did not add heavy cherry or white eagle's powerful aircraft carrier, but pulled out the submarine first."

Eugen looked at the somewhat restrained U81, and managed to stop the sigh in his throat:

"Earlier we made a plan to transfer supplies between the island chains that required the use of submarines...but now, we need aircraft carriers, and it is much better to use light patrols and expulsion—"

"Miss Eugen... don't you welcome me?"

U81 looked at Eugen cautiously, keeping his posture very low. I don't know if it's because the heavy turret is too fierce, or because the iron-blooded big ship girls abide by the strict relationship between superiors and subordinates.

"Of course I welcome you, U81. Originally... nothing makes me feel more at ease than seeing my own people, but now the severe situation does not support submarine operations. It is difficult for you to sneak out and explore. The fixation of Totoya Island The resource point is also blocked by the Sirens, and you won’t even have the chance to transport supplies from underwater in the short term.”

Eugene can only tell the truth.

"I'm sorry, but anyway, you are welcome to this... well, our fleet doesn't seem to have a name yet?" Eugen wanted to introduce the situation here, but found that they couldn't even decide on a camp name— —

Iron blood is not iron blood, the Soviet Union is not the Soviet Union, and since Z-23 was taken away by Da Ke, this deliberate "differentiation" in the name has become less meaningful.

"If you don't care, you can call the fleet the Baltic Fleet." A voice came from the strong man.

"But we're in the depths of the Pacific now—"

Eugen took a subtle look at Maozi who was carrying private goods.

"...Cut." Turning his head away in boredom, Da Ke continued to think about how to use the submarine to complete Plan B with maximum efficiency.

Everything was built, and even a sampan had to be used.

Now he has another thing to worry about... With younger kids around, he can't smoke.

"Is the commander a member of the Northern Union?" U81, who had regained his strength, noticed the shift in the atmosphere, and asked softly on Eugen's chest.

"It's a Soviet, don't let him hear the word Northern United." Eugen also responded softly——

Whether it's out of selfishness to let Da Ke learn about the recent situation of the Northern Union Fleet Girl later, or to let Da Ke temporarily forget about the affairs of the Eurasian continent, so as not to be homesick, she is deliberately avoiding certain sensitive words.

Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why Eugen cannot be completely trusted by Da Ke like Z-23 and Bree.

"U81! Come and bli bli with me!"

Putting on a thoughtful look, U81, who actually didn't know the inside story, was shocked by the sudden appearance of Bree, and the ship suit in his hand fell to the cabin floor with a clatter.

"Wow, Miss Bree, you can scare me with hide-and-seek! That's amazing!"

"? But my lord has been staying here since just now, hasn't he?"

The louder voice covered up the heavy inhalation from Dake's nose from time to time. In addition to being addicted to cigarettes, he also quickly integrated various data and calculated various possibilities through the core panel of the battleship, and his body's energy was consumed rapidly. , It becomes a CPU that needs heat dissipation.

The movement of the U81 ship landing on the ground attracted his attention, and for a moment, including Bree, all the ship girls were silent, as if they were afraid that they would become the target of those gray-blue eyes.

"U81, your ship looks like it's separate?"

Dake's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

He remembered what Tukhachevsky said-never be limited by conventional tactics:

"Can this thing work on its own?"

"...what does independence mean?"

The little submarine moved back two steps in fear, hugging its ship suit with a pitiful look on its face.

"That is to say, can you lend it to me?"

Dake showed a bear-like smile, which made U81's body tremble involuntarily, and his small mouth turned pale.

Eugen looked away and smiled inwardly——this man has finally revealed his true colors.

What kind of children's friends are you putting here?

But it seems that he also thought of a good strategy——

"Grandpa and female ghost head-to-head"

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PS. The title is a military stalk of German submarine warfare. I don’t know if anyone understands it... In fact, such an obscure stalk is quite difficult to play.

Chapter 63 "Status" (2 in 1)

In a room that is indistinguishable from black and white, where the space seems to be distorted and reversed, full of light bars, and full of sci-fi feeling, the purifier suddenly opened those stunning golden eyes, from the bathtub-like He raised his slender body in the restoration pool and took several breaths.

"Puha?"

Originally, there was no need to make such a humane action, but a certain instinct engraved deep in her program drove her to dispel the "fear" remaining in the storage unit through various redundant behaviors.

"...The combat record is lost, it seems to have been sunk..."

She began to examine her lost data, but during the scanning process, she unexpectedly discovered that not all the data streams before the sinking of the war disappeared with the destruction of the old body——

She left some... information about a man, which arguably wasn't allowed by the host's rules.

The goal of the Siren is to guide the evolution of the ship girls and humans, rather than destroying them all. Otherwise, if the experience is summarized after each battle and used in subsequent battles, no matter how quickly the ship girls improve their level, it is still a burden. Can't stop the endless army of sirens.

"This man... Commander?"

She climbed down the metal "bathtub" suspiciously, opened the various pipelines extending from both sides to help her check the status, and quickly constructed a set of thin clothes from the outside of the skin layer.

After her hair was tied up, her face was no longer as flamboyant as she was in the North Fiji Islands before, only a little puzzled, and a hidden...excitement.

Yes, that "commander"—

The revolving metal doors on both sides are slowly opened, exposing the honeycomb-like structure of the siren host completely in front of the purifiers. The black walls with steel texture and the floating wall lights of three different shades of gold, blue and purple make this place It looks like some kind of high-end Internet cafe, but those sharp-edged metal objects are not decorations, and the complexity of the pipelines inside them cannot be understood by humans in this era.

In the center of the huge space, five separate construction machines rotated in the air, surrounding a holographic "planetary instrument" in the center. The specific coordinates of the earth in the solar system and the Milky Way were marked on it, and dark red was used as the marking color. The inexplicable "sense of urgency".