Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Above the building, the sign of the high-end restaurant is gray and dull, and through the glass windows, you can still see the dust accumulated inside for more than half a year. There are few people in bright clothes, and the textiles on every man’s body are severely worn. , When he came to the area close to the original berth, he found that many workers were naked to the waist, waiting for the meal.

After about 3 minutes of observation, the Kremlin came to the conclusion that these people's work meals can barely be full, but the ingredients are not diverse and lack sufficient nutrition.

The eating time was less than 5 minutes, and the workers who had eaten whole were reluctantly walked into the warehouse under the urging of the supervisor, carrying those boxes that seemed to bend their backs.

"It is obvious that such a magnificent high-rise can be built..."

Dake's steering wheel screamed, making Tirpitz next to him look sideways, but he controlled his emotions and didn't show it.

The Japanese worker was a worker, and he felt a sense of class-identity anger.

When he first saw the buildings in Yokosuka, he had the illusion that he had come to a more developed place than the Soviet Union, but now it seems that it was just an illusion.

It has clearly entered the era of high-speed information that he must look up to, but there is no political foundation to match it.

Da Ke not only understands it from the perspective of capital accumulation, but also understands it from the spiritual aspects of all human beings-he can feel a deep sense of powerlessness, whether it is a supervisor or a worker-the whole city is like this.

"Girls, do you want to get out of the car and collect information?"

Dake drove forward for a while without a word, avoiding the bloody and sweaty scene just now, stopped near the street where the US military was stationed, and asked for their opinions——

"Let's talk about it first, go out for activities to be scattered, and a group should not exceed two people, reduce contact with the military police, as well as the heavy cherry ship girl."

In Chongying, the ship girls are allowed to leave the port alone and enter the city for activities without reporting to the government or the military, so as long as there are not too many ship girls appearing at once, there is no risk of going out of favor.

"I'm more familiar with the terrain in this area. I'll go explore the road first. After confirming that it's safe, I'll let the other sisters get out of the car—"

St. Louis took the initiative to take on the task.

The reason why she was so active was that she had been stationed in this area before, and whether she came here with good intentions or hostility, she just took it with a smile and didn't give Dake room to imagine.

The disembarkation activity was their third test of Sakura's ability to collect information, but it seems that their online espionage system has been blown up by Bree and the observers, and no countermeasures have been launched so far.

"The computer system used by the Japanese government still has the Y[-]K crisis... The bug in the new calendar has not been fixed yet, wow, this is too simple... How long has it been since it has been updated..."

From time to time, Dake could still hear from a distance Comrade Bree's sighs at the inefficient Japanese computer system in the hull laboratory.

It sounds like they were once brilliant, but it was only a flash in the pan, just like the tall building wreckage on the main island of Fiji, they are all bubbles of the times.

"I found it—afterwards, please ask Sister Spee to print various identification certificates and new license plates!"

After St. Louis got off the bus, Bree also tampered with some government documents through Dak's physical port, and stuffed the information of the new ship they "designed" into the database.

"In view of this, there is still a need for physical records."

Dake brushed his hair—then propped his chin and looked towards the place where St. Louis was gathering.

The moment the roadside stall owner saw St. Louis, he knelt down for her.

Both the strong man and Tirpitz stared wide-eyed, and looked at the thin man with a turban covering his head in great puzzlement.

He directly knelt down on the asphalt road and kowtowed to St. Louis. He didn't know whether it was because of "Master Battleship's presence" or something else. In short, he showed more fear than surprise.

Even an experienced woman like St. Louis was stunned for a moment. She had seen people who were very fanatical towards the ship girl, but it was the first time she met a man kneeling like the man in front of her——

When Azur Lane did not disintegrate, no Japanese would do this.

It would be too much to say that this is the traditional etiquette of Sakura.

"...The products here are all free, please take a look!!"

Dake's keen sense of hearing captured a few Japanese words, and after converting them into Russian, he was extremely flattering.

It stands to reason that it should be very happy to be spotted by the ship girl——

No matter which country you are in, the products that are favored and purchased by "big shots" are equivalent to enjoying the most hard-core advertisements.

Ah, could it be because...

Dake thought of several possibilities.

Thought St.Louis wouldn't pay?

Of course, this is only the most superficial idea. Judging from the equally frightened eyes of the surrounding crowd, the arrival of St. Louis does not mean that wealth will flow here.

About 5 minutes later, St. Louis hurriedly left a circle of booths nearby and walked back into the car——

Seeing the return of Aunt Sheng, Z-23 also quickly opened the small window between the cabin and the driver's seat, allowing Dake to communicate with her——

"what's the situation?"

"I was given a bunch of gadgets by those poor people. I was afraid to stay any longer and scare them away, so I came back."

Somewhat frustrated, St. Louis held the humble food and handmade products and distributed them to the girls in a circle.

"Is there any reason, I didn't see you pay those traders—" Grace said softly, "Didn't the commander say that you must give money or precious metals equivalent to the labor paid?"

"It's impossible to pay under the circumstances just now. Look over there."

Instead of St. Louis, Da Ke pointed to the alley full of garbage not far away.

There are a few sneaky guys looking here.

It seems to be a specialty of heavy cherry blossoms, called Yakuza, and it looks like a mess.

In addition to them, Tirpitz also saw several men "passing by" with guns on their backs.

"Soldier?" Z-23 poked his head over and frowned.

"It seems so, but what are they going to do?" Tirpitz

"No plan to do anything, at least if we are still active nearby...they won't do anything."

St. Louis sighed.

She knows a lot, and she can see the setting more clearly than Frederick. The only ones present who can understand her are Buffa and Dake.

"Sometimes earning a lot is not a good thing."

Da Ke heavily lit a cigarette.

Although the purity of the Red Navy of his generation is somewhat guaranteed, the world has always been a delicate gray. He has heard colleagues in the Army mention more than once those officers who were arrested by blue hats for carrying out "redistribution of consumer goods" .

If there is a similar situation in the Soviet Union, let alone Japan.

"But I remember Shige Sakura's gang... will protect the local people—" Z-23 hesitated——

"Looking at their posture, it is estimated that they are also hovering on the line of food and clothing. In this situation, there is no protection. Those soldiers probably did not collect 'taxes' less. I know that some ship girls have patronized these small vendors, whether they are holding guns or wearing clothes. Those in suits will come rushing over like sharks smelling blood."

Dake explained in this way, blowing out a puff of smoke ring.

"So I didn't dare to give them money... I just picked the cheapest thing and took a little bit."

St. Louis didn't feel much relieved because of the commander's understanding: "I hope it doesn't affect them too much."

During the conversation, the "routine inspection" soldiers passed by the vendors' booths in a very orderly manner, but Da Ke could notice their faintly disappointed eyes and their tentative eyes towards this side.

It's ugly.

But they can't be directly blamed on them, even the army is so virtuous, one can imagine how corrupt the upper class has become.

Chapter 155 Role Playing

The encounter near Perry Park made the Kremlin and his party feel a lot heavier.

In order to reduce the possibility of exposure, they did not stay in a hotel at night, but camped in the suburbs lacking monitoring equipment.

"According to the investigation, Shige Sakura's fleet vanguard has already approached the Arbiter fleet in the northwest direction."

Zeppelin routinely reported to Da Ke at night——

"We are located just south of the two warring parties. We can intervene at any time, and we can withdraw in time if the situation is not right."

"Very well, when the battle becomes intense, I will drive the hull into the east beachhead of Tokyo Bay and establish a base there, depending on the situation."

After finishing the call, Dake looked at Z-23 and U81 who were somewhat impacted in the compartment.

Comrades on destroyers and submarines have always regarded ordinary people as the objects that must be protected. In Germany, Bismarck helped them stop the government from arguing with the old army. Not happy, but today, because of the special status of the ship's mother in Sakura, they have caused trouble for ordinary people-this made them unacceptable and at the same time a little dazed.

"Don't feel like you did something wrong."

Before the strong man could comfort them, Tirpitz spoke out first: "We are not the only ones who caused this problem, but many factors—it can be said that it is the invasion of the Siren, the split of Azur Lane, and the important factors. Social self-regulation and many other issues...cause the public to fear the ship girl."

Seeing U81 raise her head slightly, Tizi continued to appease her——

"I don't know if you have noticed that those traders are very afraid of us approaching, but the workers working in the factory are very friendly to the ship girl. The attitude of the citizens to the ship girl may also be related to the industry they work in."

she analyzed.

"After all, the small traders will benefit directly, but the laborers will not get anything immediately from the ship's mother, and naturally they will not be targeted by the guards and the poles." Kremlin added.

"Be optimistic-the big soldiers near the military port still regard you as the goddess of war... There will be some fear, but it is undeniable that there is also longing...Human beings are very complicated."

He lit a cigarette - although in order to reduce the risk of being discovered, he could not light a fire, but with the cover of the car window, smoking a cigarette is still safe:

"No bonfire and no haute cuisine tonight, everyone, let's make do."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Dake unscrewed a can of sardines he had brought from the Soviet Union.

This thing was transported to this world along with his hull, it can be said to be a veritable taste of hometown——

And the spam brought over from Fiji... It needs to be cleaned anyway, so it can't be wasted.

Well, it's a shame for a maid to let everyone eat canned food...

Among the ship girls present, only Befa was sullen with unwillingness.

"Don't worry about what you have, Befa, you have to be patient in special times." Seeing her appearance, Da Ke taught with some amusement: "If you can eat delicacies from mountains and seas, you must also be able to endure black bread, so that you can win the battle .”

"I understand, but master..."

"Eat canned food—"

U81 has never been very picky about canned food, which seems to be related to her experience.

Seeing that the little submarine didn't complain, Befa could only follow Dake's gaze and stuff the poor-quality food mixed with a lot of starch into his mouth.

As expected of the military rations produced by Miss Enterprise, this bland smell made Befadu lose his mind for a while.

"Do you like to eat sardines? Exchange it with me—" Da Ke sighed, and handed his can to Buffa.

"Don't bother the master..."

However, the maid was so heartbroken that she stuffed another spoon into her mouth.

Seeing her brave appearance, Dake thought to himself——after tonight, let's find a foothold in the urban area.