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Of course, in actual combat, the ship maidens will not bind themselves like this. There must be something to do. The best choice is to give priority to killing the opponent. It's just that in the exercise right now, everyone is blindfolded as opponents, everything can only rely on their usual familiarity with teammates to make judgments.

So Richelieu and Washington started a mutual mullet showdown, depending on who didn't think of that layer.

With a look at Richelieus, Washington also entered the pie-cake showdown. The two men engaged in mutual guessing activities in order to decide the winner before the end of the exercise.

. . . I am the dividing line of the old lasagna. . .

Lion, who had changed clothes on a US military cruise ship, came to the company. She pulled a chair and sat down and took out a cup of black tea from her ship's space to ask the company: "A cup?"

"Thank you, it's best to drink your **** tea." The company thanked the lion for taking over the lion's black tea.

"Yeah, it's a pity that there are fewer and fewer original black teas there now. Daqi Empire... Alas! Forget it, don't talk about it. Anyway, these have nothing to do with me, those guys love how they like it. Let's do it!" The Lion thought of how he looked like a mountain now, and sighed and said nothing.

"Aha! Lion! You are out too! It seems that Washington has still lived up to my expectations after all! Very good! This shows that my efforts have not been in vain! But you are also very good! Few people can be the guy in Washington! Under the black gun, you can retreat by losing a little bit of clothing!" Hindenburg suddenly appeared in front of Shihe Enterprise with a roast leg of lamb. She changed the leg of lamb in her hand and patted hard. Pat the lion's shoulder and praised.

The lion looked at the Royal Navy women’s uniforms that he had just put on without tears. This was not the imitation of the world’s production that the commander bought for them after they came to this world, but the belt in the ship’s world. Original authentic from here. What's more commendable is that these military dresses are all products of the former Royal Navy of the Imperial Royal Navy, which are hardly circulated on the market.

Originally, she thought that the exercise was over. After sweating in the exercise field, everyone bathed and dressed, then held a tea party on the cruise ship provided by the Americans, then changed into formal clothes and had a conversation with the US military commander. Negotiations with Americans.

But now. . .

Seeing the lion staring at the oily handprint that he had just pressed on his shoulder, Hindenburg said to her indifferently: "What's the matter? Lion? It's just a little bit of grease, just throw it in the laundry room and wash it. No need to care so much, right?"

While she was talking, she took a few sheets of paper on the table to wipe her hands, and she would continue to help the lion wipe the oil on her shoulders.

"Xing! Den! Fort! You! Here! Concubine! Body! Live! Hands!" said the lion glaringly at Hindenburg.

"Eh? What's the matter? Isn't it just a military dress! How much is it? I'll buy you another one online. When it comes to this, I have to sigh for the strength of their country’s manufacturing industry. I was online previously. I ordered a complete set of orders for the Imperial Navy from military uniforms to regular uniforms. After I got them, I compared them with my own original clothes. There was no difference! If I knew that one of these was ordered online by Hyundai, maybe I’d really be honest. I thought these were all brought from that world!” Hindenburg thought that Lion was distressed for this new dress, she waved her hand and said.

"..."

Lion was helpless, but she also knew that Hindenburg was not intentional. I gave her a glance and whispered, "These clothes are all brought from that world!"

Then he turned and walked towards the room previously provided for her on the cruise ship, intending to change into another uniform.

"what...?"

Hindenburg was taken aback, then embarrassed.

She hurriedly chased the lion and said, "Lion, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! I didn’t know just now, but I’m sure I won’t shoot it. Then, how about all the cleaning costs of your clothes? I promise to clean you exactly the same as before!"

Seeing that Hindenburg was about to press his oily hand on his military uniform again, the lion exclaimed and said to Hindenburg, "Knowing that you want to clean it, you still use the oily hand Concubine body touch!"

Hindenburg glanced at the remaining oil stains on his hands, and quickly put down his hands and showed a silly smile at the lion.

"Hey... I'm sorry!"

"... Forget it, let the concubine ask for your clothes when you return to the base! Now the concubine is going to change your clothes, and you don’t want your concubine to wear dirty clothes when you negotiate with the Americans later. Negotiate?" Lion waved to Hindenburg after a while.

"Yeah... But as you said, I think I have to change my clothes." Hindenburg looked at his T-shirt and shorts, turned around and grabbed a U.S. military officer and asked: "Hey, you have some Is there no place for me to change my clothes?"

The captured U.S. military officer was taken aback~www.readwn.com~ and then respectfully said to her: "Dear Miss Jianniang, if you want to change your clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, Hindenburg said to him impatiently: "Where is it? Just stop talking about those kind words!"

"Sorry, Miss Jianniang, I don't know, I'm just a potato chipping cook..." the captured US military officer said to Hindenburg with an embarrassed expression.

As soon as I didn't know it, Hindenburg was going to let this man go and ask another question. In the end, she didn't expect to look down and find that this man was actually an ensign's epaulette, and she instantly became curious.

"The chef who cuts potatoes? A second lieutenant cuts potatoes? When does Eagle Sauce need to set up a chef company to take charge of the back kitchen when cutting potatoes?" She curiously asked the ensign before her.

"Uh...I'm sorry, Miss Jianniang, this...this..." The American ensign hesitated for a long time, and finally he couldn't say anything.

Hindenburg thought for a moment, and then saw the ensign, roughly guessing.

She let go of the poor second lieutenant, then went to another American officer and asked about the place and found the changing room.

. . . I am the dividing line for changing clothes. . .

On the sea, Richelieu and Washington, who are mating dolls and mule cakes with each other, finally won.

"Tsk... This is not fair! Why Richelieu you can have so many more skills besides your original skills?" Washington spit out Richelieu infrequently.

"You have to ask our governor for this! But I won this exercise!" Richelieu smiled slightly at Washington.

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