Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"How, master, is Belfast's knee pillow satisfactory?"

Putting the blood-stained cotton ball into the storage bag, Belfast, with the help of Spey, wrapped Dake alive into a rice dumpling——

Seemingly noticing the rising temperature of Dake's cheeks, after confirming that the wound hadn't deteriorated, she finally had the leeway to joke with Dake a little.

Da Ke felt sorry for Qing Xun's knees and clothes—you must know that she knelt and sat directly on her dirty deck. Although she didn't feel anything wrong during the war, but sure enough, the blood stains on the socks were too difficult to wash. increase workload:

"Don't you think it's dirty?"

"The deck is also a part of the master's body. Belfast will never dislike any part of the master, whether it is character—or body."

She said softly, without blushing and without beating her heart, she said something that was a bit embarrassing to Dake...just listening to it: "What's more, you were injured to protect us..."

"...But I think it's better for you to carry me back on a stretcher...than using your knees..." The corner of Dake's mouth twitched.

In fact, it should be said that he was stunned by the injury of comrade captain, but he didn't go back to the lower floor to check the situation of Z-23 as soon as he finished the battle. Instead, he was here with the British guy's thigh——

It's a bit unreasonable.

"Ah... I'm sorry, but seeing the expression of enjoyment on the master's face, you should be satisfied with the knee pillow in Belfast, right?"

The light cruiser put his slender hands around Dake's chin with a satisfied face—in order to prevent him from hurting him, both Beffa and Spee took off their gloves and bandaged him—

That's right, it was the first time that Dake knew that Spina's pair of mechanical arms could be detached... He was still surprised by this for a long time.

"In order to let the owner enjoy the most comfortable knee pillow, I have even carefully selected the fabric of the suspenders—"

The head maid seemed to be a different person, trying her best to direct her words in a direction that caught Kremlin's imagination——

He didn't know whether it was intentional teasing or what, he felt the maid's long and slender nails slightly scratching his neck.

"Your nonsense dress... Although it is indeed very eye-catching, it is not suitable for appearing on the battlefield..."

Dake rolled his eyes calmly, then calmly opened his own panel, and secretly glanced at Belfer's favorability degree——

It's over.

This British woman's favorability for him has now exceeded 90.

Is this the so-called "emotional leap"?

"Naughty dressing...the maid's outfit is the maid's formal attire, right?"

Befa didn't care about Dake's "ignorance" words: "Would you like to lie down for a while—Commander—"

"..." I definitely want to lie down for a while.

Da Ke has always been a guy who is loyal to his desires and doesn't bother to cover up...

But the main reason why he can't get up now is not that he is obsessed with beauty, but because his waist can't straighten up after lying down just now.

Durability 29729...

It has reached a dangerous situation, reflected in the body, that is, if he relaxes a little, he can hear the wailing of every joint and muscle... His bow has been rotten into a rag, and he wants to repair it We must find a place to park and do it slowly.

In addition, the boiler has burned to the critical point, and now he still has a little irregular heartbeat...

No matter how you think about it, it is not suitable to continue fighting.

"Strange, why didn't Ms. Zeppelin come to greet the master?" Seeing that the Kremlin fell silent, Belfer raised his head slightly to confirm the status of Zeppelin who was still patrolling the sea from a high place——

"She was right not to leave her post... the sole observer must remain highly focused—"

Da Ke can't say it, because the hater "understands" him better than everyone present, right?He will not run over weakly for comfort, nor will he give out his tenderness at will because he is injured-this is Zeppelin.

She thinks that is the performance of the strong, and has been consistent.

"Help me..."

It took Dake half a minute to finally straighten up with the help of Spee and Beffa, and then his eyes were filled with Frederick's very characteristic legs——

Because only this woman's legs will be marked with obvious flesh marks from the opening of the stocking...

It's not fat, but it's very feminine... How does it feel to lie on these legs?

At the moment when an incoherent thought came to his mind, Comrade Lavrinenko hurriedly pinched his arm——

what the hell am i thinking ?

"If you don't take care of your body, even I... will be angry..."

While thinking about it, Frederick the Great expressed his concern in the way of making sentences that made Da Ke's egg hurt——

And for some reason, she looked at Befa with scrutiny and sternness in her eyes, and finally fell on Dake, biting her thin lips, feeling distressed.

"... Frederick."

Dake's expression darkened immediately: "...You can help the allies in the east instead of me—presumably having a capital ship as strong as yours to assist the White Eagle is enough, right?"

To have some kind of inappropriate association with such a woman is indeed a sign of fucking depravity——Comrade Kremlin.You have to be alert at all times.

Add 2, owe 14 or 13?It seems that I haven't written 8000 words for a month, but I'm in a good mood because I won tes today...

Chapter 134 Listening, Feeling, Thinking

"Comrade Captain."

"Comrade Commander."

Da Ke held up his arm, which was bandaged like a sealed ham, and saluted Z-23 - the latter also saluted on the bed.

In this fleet, only these two people will make some more formal interactions when they meet.

In just a short while, Bree has repaired the Z-23's durability to more than 8000 points. It seems that the girl's complexion is much better.

But Kremlin... the whole person is quite miserable now. If his face hadn't been disfigured, he might be no different from those extras who just rushed from the horror film to the war film.

"I have asked Comrade Bree to repair your No. [-] turret first."

Z-23 knew that there was nothing she could do even if she regained her full combat power, so she immediately asked the Golden Retriever to repair Dake's hull after repairing her propeller in Bree.

Such a sensible move made Kremlin, who had just enjoyed a moment lying on Befa's lap... felt guilty——

"...the battle on the western island chain is over, and we will move closer to the White Eagle Fleet on the eastern island chain."

The strong man stood in front of Z-23's bed as if he was reporting work, but in fact, he just didn't know what to say at this time.

Although he understands that Jian Niang should be used as a man, he still blames himself a little when the girls get hurt.

"Can your hull still handle the second battle?" Hearing this, the destroyer, who knew the Kremlin's aggressive character very well, immediately showed a worried look.

"It may not be able to bear the load, but the white eagle has already held back those Alpha types who want to support them. I don't need to personally participate in the battle, as long as I ask Frederick and Zeppelin to help."

Kremlin leaned on the edge of the bed, and moved his arms uncomfortably——

Wrapped up like this, he couldn't even pick up a cigarette, so he could only hope that Bree could repair his No. [-] turret soon: "You rest at ease, and then we will station near here, repair the hull and continue northward. "

"Hmm... have any White Eagle ships been sunk? This exchange of fire... the tester's main gun recharges a lot faster—probably he has been hiding his strength before." Z-23 said anxiously.

They would rather be sunk than show weakness to the enemy. This group of guys should not only rely on "self-discipline" to restrain them, right?

"...At present, Zeppelin has not responded to the report of the sinking of the White Eagle ship. In addition, I have some guesses about the tester's experimental project, and I will talk about it during the meeting."

Da Ke believes that the process of the experiment is not to destroy the ship's mother and him in a stance of crushing everything - but to promote something through this kind of just right intensity of war that puts his life on the line.

He felt himself getting stronger.

It's a different feeling from upgrading the hull, as if his basic panels and equipment are still in their original state, but they have been improved in some subtle aspects - such as the reaction speed during battle and the accuracy of judgment ...

Of course, that's all secondary.

He seems to be able to perceive the outside world through things other than the rangefinder and radar in a haze.

For example, the emotional changes of those sirens when they faced him, and the emotional changes of the girls, all had a clearer mark in his mind.

Just like now—he can "feel" the situation on the White Eagle Battlefield from a distance of more than ten kilometers.

They were shouting, the flagship Enterprise, and the two Yorktown-class aircraft lost more than half of them in two round-trip air strikes, and now the air superiority has become less obvious.

As the siren broke through the mouth of the island, the island bunker was no longer effective——

In the past, it was impossible for him to judge the battlefield situation just by "feeling".

Either his brain has undergone some changes, or he has inspired some hidden characteristics of his hull-of course, those are not written in the manual and the core precautions of the battleship.

"Om-"

Z-23 breathed a sigh of relief at first, and planned to say something to relax the unexpectedly silent Dake—but was suddenly interrupted by a golden flash outside the window.

It's the light of a plasma jet.

But the target is not Dake, but the White Eagle girls hiding on the south side of the island.

The men and women on the second floor who were resting temporarily in the living area seemed to have seen a string of smoke from the explosion floating into the sky, and something was vaporized.

"Which ship was hit?" Z-23's eyes widened.

Only when you are a bystander, you will feel how terrifying the devastated scene is.

When they stood beside Dake and faced those weapons directly, they would ignore the possibility of being sunk by a direct hit because of some kind of encouragement.

Dake first looked in the direction where the plasma beam disappeared. The bright light left blue-blue flash marks on his retina, which made him unable to see clearly. Then he lowered his head and looked at the information that Beffa helped him spread out on the table— —

There was a list of the hull numbers and ship types of the White Eagles that the company had given him for this expedition.

"The one hit was a Brooklyn-class light cruiser...hull number CL-49..."

Da Ke compared the feeling of darkness that flashed in his mind, and asked Belfast who came in with the medicine: "Belfast, which ship is the Brooklyn-class CL-49? Do you have any impression?"

As the royal family is White Eagle's long-term ally, Da Ke can only ask Befa, who has worked with the company before.

"CL-49...it seems to be Miss St. Louis?"

The head maid put medical alcohol and painkillers on the bedside table.

"The master is interested in her? I just saw the flash of a jet cannon..."

"What does it mean to be interested—she was the one who was hit by the jet cannon just now."

"Ah?!" Bephaxiang shook her shoulders.

Da Ke pursed his lips, and began to think about the possible changes in the situation caused by the withdrawal of a Brooklyn-class ship... Although it was an ally's ship, the damage to the ship's wife, who was a potential target of unity, would only make him unhappy.

"...Did you observe it?" Befa turned pale at first, but after taking a deep breath, he managed to maintain his unrestrained temperament.

"It's through 'feeling'. They are behind the island, and Zeppelin's plane should not be able to see their situation...Why can I..."