Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"There is no need to scare them. As long as they can balance gains and losses, they should be able to understand how stupid it is for frigates to directly fight battleships without the cover of capital ships." Kremlin is very confident about this.

"Even so, if your hull is damaged, it cannot be repaired—"

Z-23 is still trying to persuade.

"...Well, that's definitely a problem."

The Kremlin nodded generously and said, "But if we want to find a way out, we must not be afraid of sacrifice."

"The ship's mother can self-heal by enriching fuel and supplies."

At this time, Eugen suddenly interjected: "We are not like you. If you don't have a suitable dock and repair tools, you can't repair it. If we let us attract firepower, all the damage we have suffered can be regenerated."

Her champagne-colored eyes were burning quietly: "Let's go to fight, even if you are the most cutting-edge battleship, don't underestimate us."

Kremlin paused slightly upon hearing this.

"But with your firepower configuration, Captain Z-23, if you insist on firing at about ten kilometers, you will still put yourself in danger."

The Kremlin isn't particularly machismo, he's just matter-of-fact:

"The inescapable battle naturally has your share - but if you can crush the enemy with a range, there is no need to face each other. Let me leave it to me this time."

He seriously responded to Prince Eugen's challenge, and he also had a little more recognition for these ladies from Germany.

"I understand. When the time comes, we will stand on your deck as a fixed turret—although my shooting accuracy is not as good as yours, I still have a certain combat effectiveness at about 15 kilometers." Eugen pulled his index finger out of Tan's mouth, which is visible to the naked eye. ground, pulled out a silver thread:

"23, she can become your anti-aircraft gun group. When you are not sailing, the consumption of just firing guns will be much less."

"Then let's do this. After dispelling the Siren's scouting fleet, we will consider whether to turn back based on consumption."

Kremlin stared at Eugen's sad and joyless face for a long time before turning around.

It was approaching June—June in the Kremlin records, the South Pacific was so hot—even the deck seemed to be burning, and the temperature could not be suppressed by the bridge air conditioner alone.

"..."

Eugen actually noticed Kremlin's slightly shaken expression when he saw Z-23's chest just now.

She suddenly began to feel that what she said before making fun of Z-23, using flesh and blood to instigate the Kremlin... seems to be really funny?

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PS. According to the new Soviet economic policy, the Supreme Command instructed that comrades do not need to give rewards, and it is recommended to provide more recommendation tickets for frontline war reporters

Chapter 06 Brain Power!!!

Normally, one person cannot control an entire warship——

In order to achieve the miracle of the core of a battleship driving a large ship by one person, the Soviet Red Sea Naval Research Department developed the brains of the officers selected for the No. 11 to 24 plans, and incorporated a special "Zero" in the key nodes of the officers' bodies. Resources, so that they can simultaneously control the steering of the battleship, adjust the output power of the turbine, and the orientation of the turret, truly becoming the existence of one person, one ship.

But humans are social animals. Considering that no matter how advanced the weapons are, the ones manipulating them are still humans. In order to prevent the core members of the warships from experiencing mental illness or other more troublesome problems during the battle, the Supreme Command requested that Each ship must be equipped with an excellent captain to command the core of the battleship, share the pressure of the calculation of the main gun and air defense matrix, and let the two enlighten and supervise each other to prolong the effective combat time.

When necessary, the captain and the core of the battleship can also serve as political commissars.

As the leader of the core, the Kremlin has naturally seen many captains with strong spirits and firm beliefs, such as Pozhasky in Leningrad, Yuri in Khabarovsk, and Reznov in Moscow— —But it is also the first time for a "captain" like Z-23 to "serve".

Although she has a good knowledge reserve, she should not be able to help the Kremlin share the calculation pressure without professional training in the core link project...

And right now, there is just an opportunity to exercise Z-23.

"Captain, although you can't carry out the bombardment and lightning strike yourself, I have a way to let you participate in the battle indirectly."

Estimating the time to approach the enemy Siren scouting fleet in mind, Kremlin taught Z-23 while pinching the brim of his hat: "Do you know 'hull cooperation'?"

"what is that?"

The girl's curiosity was aroused.

"It is the tactical skill that the captain and the core of the battleship operate the hull together."

The strong man showed a not so friendly smile, but it was much stronger than Sima's face.

"For example, I am responsible for the operation of most of the fire control system, and you are responsible for calculating the angle at which the hull touches the enemy, and adjusting the steering gear and turbines-this can get twice the result with half the effort."

"Hey!! Can I control the commander's body?" Z-23 was surprised.

"……Can."

Although what she said was a little subtle, the general meaning was correct, and the Kremlin didn't bother to correct it.

"What do I need to do?"

"First connect to my hull network, and I will assign some simple, non-combat modules to your command."

So, Kremlin closed his eyes and initiated a "chat request" to Z-23.

The operation of accessing other people's brains does not require physical means, thanks to the help of a special dust called "Zello"-it is one of the strategic resources that are being competed for by various countries in the Kremlin's hometown.

"Keep calm and don't think too much - Sukaburi (meow)!!!"

However, Kremlin's surplus as a "teacher" was quickly shattered by the amount of information transmitted from Z-23. His battleship-like iron will is not for bragging, and there is very little pain that will cause him to lose his composure. Under the impact of the chaotic data flow in Z-23's mind, he couldn't help but curse out because he lost control of his body——

He felt that he was not connected to the consciousness of Z-23, but rushed into the expansion piece composed of the memories of hundreds of warships. Those ships that sank or survived the war took their The pain was "shared" with him without any discount. For a while, he experienced the terrible sinking methods of being sunk by thunder, being martyred, being blown up by aerial bombs, being submerged in water, being burned into coke, etc. Whether it was the body or the hull, there was a scream of unbearable weight.

He staggered under his feet, and his action scared Eugen and Z-23.

The moment he almost lost consciousness, Z-23 rushed over and grabbed his arm——

"Commander!! Are you okay!!"

Her blue eyes are also a bit cloudy, but not as delirious as Kremlin's.

"Sister Eugen, help me get the medical kit!!"

"I'm... fine... don't waste the medical kit—"

When Z-23 touched the Kremlin, those chaotic memories receded from his mind like a tide, leaving only the phantom pain of his body still tormenting his convulsive muscles. He raised his hand to stop the Heavy patrol, who took out the medicine from the emergency medical drawer, took two steps forward with the support of Z-23.

"Nah (meow)... I was careless."

"What's wrong?? You scared me to death!" The girl helped to press his head, a little flustered.

"I shouldn't have tried to butt with you off guard... Suka..."

Not cursing Z-23, Kremlin hurriedly sat on the chair and rubbed his head. The blood overflowing from his nostrils proved that he had indeed suffered an extremely severe mental shock just now.

"Hey, you're bleeding—!"

"It's okay. Z-23, I forgot that you were not enhanced by humans into a ship, so I tried to connect with you by docking with humans. After that, I saw many scenes of different ships fighting - do you have any clue about this? Is it?"

"Sorry, I can't understand what you're talking about!" In addition to worry, there was a hint of doubt in the girl's eyes——

"...Just pretend I didn't say it, now you should be able to see everything on my observation platform - close your eyes and experience it, that is the vision shared by the optical rangefinder... Oh, Suka, Why is it so difficult to cooperate with you, Captain—"

The Kremlin threw out what little he had left of his arrogance.

The secret contained in the ship's mother seems to be much deeper than he imagined.

"Optical range finder..."

Z-23 closed his eyes and felt as the Kremlin instructed: "But you're still bleeding..."

"The flesh at the core of the battleship is much more durable than ordinary soldiers, don't be distracted, I don't know how long we can cooperate—"

Kremlin forcibly suppressed Z-23's little hand reaching over.

"... Huh? Sea level..."

The nearby scene was unobstructed in Z-23's mind, and she did share vision with the Kremlin.

As if unfolding a 360-degree picture with no dead ends in his mind, Z-23 also saw the magnificent turret of the Kremlin below, the slightly raised bow, and the red flag swimming in the wind beside the searchlight.

"Amazing--"

"This is just a basic observation angle. I can connect you to the secondary battery, and you can try to move them."

Then Z-23 felt as if she was fixed on a 130mm dual-purpose gun, and these turrets began to rotate with her volition.

"Excellent! But, Commander, are you okay?"

"It hurts, but it's over in a flash. No problem."

"..." Eugen, who watched the interaction between the Kremlin and Z-23, didn't know how to accept those weird conversations just now. She regretted that she didn't bring a tape recorder with her, and she didn't have time to write their shameful speech with a pen——

Kremlin, who opened his eyes again, looked at Z-23 for a moment, completely unaware of what they said and what they did just now.

"Give."

Eugen seemingly calmly handed out a handkerchief to the strong man.

This is what she brought in from the officers' mess in the cabin.

"Thank you."

This strange German woman doesn't seem to be as stupid as she was at the beginning - Kremlin slandered, wiping off the bright red of her nose:

"Let you see a joke, but the previous access process was smooth, maybe the ship girl is not suitable for using this system."

"It should be said that you are not suitable for our system."

Eugen stared at Kremlin calmly: "There is also a special information exchange system between the commander and the ship's wife, which seems to have conflicted with what you just did...I don't know how you tied 23's consciousness to this line. On board, but this method is very dangerous, don't try to do similar things to other ship girls-"

"...It depends on the situation." Kremlin did not agree casually. For him, this was a painful but worthwhile experiment——

"Don't do it again—you'll die."

Eugen's face darkened: "I don't want to become a wandering ship girl... Although you don't want to see me or the Jagged Empire, at least you must be responsible to 23 who is thinking of you."

responsible?

"...Does this count as concern?"

Then the Kremlin realized that he was asking too much.

"Yes, or not?" Eugen said ambiguously.

"Heh... Z-23, try turning the main turret now—" Kremlin could only grin his lips, ignoring Eugen's indifferent eyes.

"Hey! Let me control the main gun so soon!"

Mixed with the girl's sweet voice of surprise and doubt, the waves from the outside world beat on the side of the ship one after another, which seemed very comfortable and peaceful... But Kremlin's heart had already been turned upside down.

"Z-23...favorability...61?"

The corners of his eyes twitched, not because Z-23 almost operated his No. 23 turret to have an intimate collision with No. [-] turret. Anyway, it was impossible to make them contact at a negative angle during the design, which made him lose expression control. The ability is that after a painful "interaction" with Z-[-], some strange entries suddenly appeared in the combat interface in his mind-including the inexplicable favorability.