Even if she couldn't accept it immediately emotionally, Belfast had to admit that the man in front of her was the most comprehensive person she had ever seen in her life.

After all, to be able to forgive the enemy who almost killed him, what is needed is not the general "magnanimity" and the "Mother" in the personal sense-he obviously has passed through empathy, standing on the three sides of the ship's mother, the siren, and the human being. considered...

Perhaps this is the real strategist, such a person is more qualified to be in charge of the Royal Fleet than himself as a maid.

Spee on the side heard Da Ke's persuasion to Befa, raised his head slightly - and seemed to have figured something out after a while, and entered the conversation softly:

"Commander, Iron Blood's battle in the Atlantic should have ended in complete failure."

"Failure?" Kremlin was taken aback.

"Miss Bismarck will withdraw from the battlefield with the rest of the fleet, but after a long period of time, we will lose the defense forces along the coast of France." Spee narrated calmly, his words were full of regrets for the loss of the last battle .

"Has it reached this level?"

Eugen started eating her fingers again when she heard the words—she looked around and realized again that Dake's fleet had already included many prestigious and capable ships in Iron Blood.

If this continues, the ghost knows whether Bismarck can hold on.

But she already felt that it didn't matter, and even asking Bismarck to come and be a companion with them might be a good choice.

She imagined perversely—

"I know it's rude to ask, but I'm asking you to help the Atlantic front—"

This was the first time that Spee made a request to meet the status of an iron-blooded ship since she was salvaged—her cherry lips behind the scarf squirmed slightly, and her face was full of unwillingness.

"Sorry, Comrade Spey, we don't have the combat capability to rush from the west."

But Da Ke refused her request without any hesitation.

"According to our previous unanimous decision, we will go to the Iron Blood by land after we break through the encirclement to the north, reach the North Alliance and find more ship girls who support us-the support you need may have to wait until then."

"...Is that so?" Spee languished in frustration:

"I see, I will follow your order."

"..."

The strange thing is that Da Ke originally thought that his words would make Spee feel bad about him, but her favorability on the panel was raised by 1 point, which was very mysterious——

Is there anyone else who will have a good impression of the other party when they are rejected? ?

Child, do you have a problem with your thinking?

The burly man knocked his forehead with the cigarette holder in some confusion—the ash fell on his shoulders, which immediately aroused Befa's maid instinct, and he felt distressed for him.

"Comrade Spee, have we met before?" Kremlin couldn't hold back because of the inexplicable rise in favorability, and asked this question in front of everyone.

"It should have been met. I have a very cordial feeling towards the commander... But I don't know exactly when we met. Maybe my memory has become a little bit fragmented due to the sinking of many battles."

Spee nodded honestly, shook his head again, and frowned: "When did I see you..."

"...Don't embarrass yourself if you can't remember."

In fact, the Kremlin's overall concept of time is also based on the moment when he came here, regained consciousness and bound to Z-23, but did he spend some time here before he bound to Z-23? , or the somatosensory time has been disturbed, he is not sure.

It's impossible for Bree's examination to be detailed enough to disassemble his brain to see which nerves are miswired...

"It's fine to treat this place as your new home, at worst, let's get to know each other again—" Kremlin could only comfort her like this——

"..." Spey slowly leveled a pair of huge mechanical hands, as if he was quite touched by Dake's words.

"...Commander... This time, I want to fight well—to the end!"

Her determined voice lifted Kremlin's spirits.

This kid is also a qualified fighter.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of opportunities for you to play—oh, it's already noon—I didn't expect to fight two regional flagships for so long..."

Dake glanced at the dial behind the command room—the maintenance team even repaired the broken clock:

"It's time for dinner...whose schedule is at noon today?"

"It's my turn to cook, what do you want to eat?"

Eugen let go of the fingers he was holding, and licked his lips, as if implying something to Da Ke.

"As long as you don't fry the sausages..." Kremlin's mouth twitched.

He was afraid that Eugen would make more austere actions in front of the "public".

"Cut, in your eyes, do I only know how to fry sausages?" Eugen flicked his ponytail in dissatisfaction, jumped off the table, and was about to go out——

"You can prepare a little bit richer, after all, there are new comrades joining—speaking of which, we haven't held a formal welcome ceremony..."

Da Ke clapped his hands under Spey's increasingly weird gaze: "Manjiu—come out to work—new comrades!"

"Deng deng deng-"

When the Kremlin's applause fell, the Manjiu band hidden in the corner began to celebrate the arrival of Earl Spey with gongs and drums.

But the music is still not right-these yellow chickens have never played the Chapter 1 music rightly. The last time they played "March into Britain" when Befa came, and now they dare to play "Rule" in front of Spey. !Britain! ".

Fortunately, Earl Spey didn't seem to have any resistance to the British Navy's military anthem... On the contrary, Beffa, listening to the familiar tune, hesitated to speak——

Among all the boats present, she was the only one who was afraid that Spee would stretch out his hideous-looking robotic arm and "hug" these little guys who didn't know how to write dead words.

……

"The shock wave of the sinking of the two regional flagships—"

At the same time, the bumblebee, galloping across the North Pacific Ocean, raised the brim of its hat—looking at the rising beam of light, its amazement was beyond words.

"Enterprise, the target location should be in the waters near North Fiji, quite close to where the first regional flagship sank."

York City quickly estimated the coordinates and reported to the flagship:

"We're about three days' voyage away from there—want to see it?"

"The Siren defense force near here is very weak, which may be related to the death of the flagship in the area, but if we change our course now, we will miss the opportunity to open the route to Sakura."

Enterprise took a deep look at the fading beam of light: "Our goal remains the same—but the direction of attack is slightly to the west, if the unknown flagship of the fleet knows how to use the gap left by our breakthrough to expand the clearance The sea area, even joining us, would be great."

"Miss Enterprise, are you so sure that those ship girls will go north?" Bumblebee shook his arms in dissatisfaction: "If the breakthrough point expands westward, the number of sirens we have to fight will also increase! What if they don't seize the opportunity? What? And will they accept our favor?"

"It takes more than force to survive in the depths of the Pacific Ocean, Hornet."

Enterprise calmly persuaded his younger sister: "I have a hunch that they will go north... Destroying two regional flagships has weakened their command system. It can be said that we owe each other a favor... The next battle will be a Let us clear the way for that fleet."

Chapter 117 Stud

"Left rudder a little—right rudder, right rudder—!"

The white moonlight in front of Fiji Island is reflected on Dake—the expedition at night and the return at night, although it is not the same time period, but the years seem to be frozen on this pearl of the North Pacific, and Z who guides Dake to the berth -23 briefly had a hallucinatory déjà vu.

"What's the matter, Comrade Captain?" The strong man asked without hearing Z-23's guidance voice.

"It's nothing, I just feel that it's like a dream to be able to fight normally like this and come back safely." The destroyer girl also sighed that didn't match her figure and appearance age.

"Is it like dreaming..."

Jumping off the bridge, Dake straightened his hat: "Indeed, I didn't expect that we could last so long without supplies... The automatic factories on the island have already started operation, and we should have stayed longer day."

"Do you really want to give up the resource points on Fiji?"

Z-23 was a little bit reluctant.

"If we don't go on an expedition, the damn world won't turn around."

Dake has a kind of arrogance that girls can't understand—as if he can change the whole machine called "the world" by actively joining the running gears—even though he has never been arrogant or exaggerated, But the kind of ideological arrogance that overlooks all forces...whether it is humans or sirens, can still be clearly felt by everyone in the fleet.

"If our ultimate goal is the eastern port, if we can't get supplies in the cherry blossoms, is there really enough oil?" The girl asked softly.

"So we have to take away all that can be taken away at once on the premise that we can't get supplies... After the expansion of the fleet, your ship space can store more supplies for me, so the prospect is pretty optimistic."

The strong man spread his hands confidently, revealing his strong arms.

"Did you take off the bandage?" Z-23 didn't focus on the expansion, he stared at the strong man's arm, and his eyes suddenly became sharp——

It is rare for a man to see such an unkind look on a destroyer.

"Now that the durability has risen, it will no longer leave scars on the surface of the skin, and it would be ugly to wear a wounded person's clothes." Kremlin was taken aback by the girl's sharp eyes, and scratched his face in embarrassment.

"But Miss Beffa's dressing will ease your pain—"

"Pain is just a reminder of what can happen if we don't care...that's all."

Kremlin looked indifferent.

"...Commander." Seeing Dake's appearance, Z-23 pursed his lips and stroked the list in his arms: "Our team is growing."

"Comrade Captain?"

"So, I hope you can assign more combat missions to us - instead of taking risks yourself every time."

Z-23 is very serious this time - although she has always been a serious child:

"In the past, the conditions did not permit. There were only three or four companions in the fleet to rely on. It was nothing for you to come to the battlefield in person—but with the expansion of the fleet, the forward strength has been supplemented. You should sit in the rear, control the overall situation, and be a real commander. What to do! Don’t just use yourself as a battleship!!”

"Is there something the commander should do..."

Although Dake also turned serious on his face, he was actually thinking——

From the very beginning, I didn't regard myself as the commander of Rao Shizi. After all, I was still a warrior.Even if Z-23 suddenly reminded himself that he should change his identity and mentality as soon as possible, it would not be so easy.

Of course, he would not immediately disagree with this plausible exhortation:

"You're right. I'll think about it."

"Will you really consider it!" The destroyer leaned forward——

"I will, I will."

Although he didn't want to be perfunctory to the girl, Mao Zi still planned to delay the time when he became a "rear personnel".

After all, the sirens in the nearby waters are likely to kill the girls in seconds... If the tester's energy weapon was going to other girls in the sea, they would be lost if they met each other.

But if it is an offshore area, the level of the siren will be lowered, so the girl can sail alone, right?

perhaps.

To put it bluntly, everything must be built on the basis of breaking through.

"Commander, Z-23."

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