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Vol 2 Chapter 788: Where's the fish?

"what happened?!"

The officers who were still chatting heard the shouts and immediately gathered here towards the telescope. Immediately after they were observing through the telescope, they had no time to look at them, and they uttered the same exclamation as the officers who had observed before.

"my God!"

"Oh my God!"

"It's incredible!"

Accompanied by the exclamation of the officers, it was the visible colored streamer from a distance.

"My God! Look at the main gun on her!" An officer exclaimed to his companion without knowing what he found.

"What happened to the main gun?" someone asked puzzledly.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight! This is the Bismarck class?" Another officer carefully counted the gun barrels on the Hindenburg ship through the telescope, and asked with some confusion. .

"Impossible. The two Bismarck-level ladies are clearly with the lucky Chongguo. And this does not match the information shared by the CIA with us. One of the two Bismarck-level ladies has pale blond red pupils, and the other One has pink hair and red pupils, which is not right for this lady with gray hair and pale red pupils." An intelligence officer shook his head.

"No, don't you know who is the ship's mother who captured one of our squadrons until now?" After the intelligence department officer finished speaking, someone nearby teased him.

"It won't be enough. You will know it after communicating with the representative who went to the negotiation. Moreover, we have also paid attention to and downloaded the official account and game of the Huan Meng Network Company, and checked it with the ship girl in the illustration." The intelligence officer shook his head to the teaser.

"So, who the **** is this lady?" an officer asked the officer of the intelligence department.

"Wait, I'm looking through the picture book! I don't know how difficult it is to recognize after the second dimension becomes the third dimension?" The officer of the intelligence department glared at the questioner and clicked on the game book on his iPhone. Rummaging slowly.

After a while, the officer of the intelligence department nodded and said to his colleagues around him: "Found it! Hindenburg is exactly the same as the characteristics shown in the illustration book, with gray hair and yellow pupils and eight main guns. That's right, it's her. !"

"Hindenburg? Did the German Navy have a Hindenburg-level battleship? If I remember correctly, this body and the caliber of the main gun are theoretically at the battleship level?" The officer who had just joined the temporary team was unclear. Asked aloud.

"You ask me, who am I asking?" The intelligence officer shrugged, then walked to the binoculars and began to wonder what to do.

"This should be the planned ship on the drawing, but it seems that they have been built in another world. If I remember correctly, the Hindenburg should be the follow-up version of the Bismarck class H39, equipped with twin 406 mm The main gun," said an officer who knew the history of battleships.

"In other words, the blueprint ship? Is it the same as our Montana class?" someone asked in the crowd.

"No, the Montana class prepared the slipway and materials, but the plan was canceled just after the construction started. To be precise, it should be the same as our Georgia class and Ohio class, which are completely on the blueprint." Previously The officer said.

"That's the case, but what is the Hindenburg lady doing? This heavily armed look seems to be preparing to fight the enemy? But there is no enemy on the sea?" The questioner looked at Hindeng through a binoculars. Fort's actions, inexplicably muttered to himself.

But then he suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face turned pale and asked the surrounding colleagues: "My God! Isn't she trying to attack us?!"

People will always scare themselves, whether they have received rigorous training or not.

As the officer's words came out, the atmosphere among a group of officers on the deck of the medium cruise ship suddenly became tense.

"No...? We got their consent, shouldn't they do it?" Someone murmured.

"I don't know, maybe the Miss Hindenburg didn't know it. Maybe Miss Richelieu didn't tell her, and it's more likely that she didn't like us following behind and peeping like this. I said it was a bad idea! Oh! OMG! She is turning the gun! She seems to be launching an attack on us!" The officer who had been watching Hindenburg's activities through the telescope suddenly exclaimed.

Although the officers on the deck were slightly flustered after hearing the exclamation, they still maintained the quality of being well-trained. Those who should be looking for lifeboats are looking for lifeboats, and those who should be looking for cover seek cover.

"I said, why don't you communicate with others? They are now negotiating with us. If they attack us actively, wouldn't they take the initiative to let the form be detrimental to them?" George grabbed a lifebuoy, right beside the telescope The officer of the intelligence department shouted.

After being reminded by George, others also reacted.

"Yeah! Get in touch with those young ladies quickly! We don't have any bad intentions, if they have any comments on our observation behavior~www.readwn.com~ let us know that we will not observe!"

"Yes, yes! Didn't we have agreed on the gestures to communicate with each other before? Didn't we also obey them when they made the gesture of not observing? Can't be so credible!

"Don't talk nonsense now! Get in touch with them!"

After the officers found the shelter, they all rushed out of ideas after hiding behind the shelter.

Just as they were as anxious as the ants on the hot pot, they were about to contact the ship’s mother in front through the International Rescue Channel, but the officer on duty in front of the telescope turned around and said to them: "Uh...Should we be a false alarm? "

. . . I am the dividing line of a false alarm. . .

The owner of the color streamer is naturally Hindenburg who was arranged by other sisters to be responsible for the fish frying.

"...Why do I want to do this kind of thing on a dignified battleship? Shouldn't this kind of fish fry or something be done by light cruisers or destroyers?" After Hindenburg revealed his own ship equipment, Looking at the sea with a tangled face.

"Abao, you should fry the fish quickly! Don't wait for Richelieu and the others to find the island they reserved. You haven't fried a single fish!" Not far away came the person who was left here with her. The ridicule of enterprises.

"Long-winded! Think I'm slow, come on your own!" Hindenburg complained to the dissatisfied Chong Enterprise, and shot a volley against the sea ahead!

However, apart from eight huge splashes, not even a single fish scale was seen. . .

After the splashes fell, the company ran to the sea where Hindenburg had just been shelled. She looked around and asked curiously, "What about the fish? What about the fish you fried, Abao? Huh? Why is there nothing? Abao, don’t you have a fish fried?"

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