Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Forcibly reverse this situation... a lot of people will die..."

"Aren't the sacrifices made by people from other countries considered sacrifices?"

Belfa raised his eyebrows, as if pointing something.

She had often heard Dak talk about his revolutionary views, but it was impossible without bloodshed—it was just a matter of how much.

If the Kremlin can't treat its own people equally, then he has no right to instruct other countries to shed blood-a point she wants Dak to examine himself.

"Commander, I don't want to quarrel with you, but you must cheer up. Think about those Japanese who died under the hands of the security team..."

"...That's right, so this time I have to...do it myself..."

Fortunately, Dake didn't become cowardly at key points like Befa worried.

The strong man's eyes turned to the ceiling: "I can't let the girls be stained with the blood of my compatriots. If possible, I don't want to do that... But now it seems that the situation is a bit too bad. We can only take the Russian Federation as our goal." Base...recovering the acquired state assets...every step is more difficult than in Japan, but the good news is, at least in our own territory, whether it's out of memory or because of how difficult people's lives are , People’s acceptance of the Soviets is quite high.”

Afterwards, Da Ke once again shifted his gaze to the intelligence wall—on the upper right corner, there were photos of Moscow and the political core of the Russian Federation—the Kremlin.

"……Kremlin……"

"Do you want to enter...there?"

Beifa also suppressed the worries in his heart and asked softly.

In her opinion, the short-term weakness of the master gave her the illusion that the sky was falling, yes - she was also afraid.

Afraid that Da Ke will be depressed because of this.

But he would mention the tallest political building with the same name as himself, so he should have other ideas.

"...No, to be precise, I'm afraid I have to type in."

Hearing this statement, Beffa's heart skipped a beat, and she felt a wave of determination brewing in the man's chest.

In silence, Da Ke's thoughts went back to the past:

[As the core of the battleship bearing the name of the Soviet Union, I must always remain strong and correct—and you, who represent the political center, have the power and obligation to assist me and supervise me—Comrade Kremlin, please remember! 】

"Is it a political center?"

Dake murmured: "...but I'm just a soldier."

"No one is born a general. What's more, you already have the rank of a general..." Beifa was still comforting Da Ke.

"..."

Dake didn't answer directly, but just stood up and lit a cigarette.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he groped to the hidden corner on the left side of the meeting room, and took out an envelope from the safe next to the bulkhead.

Despite repeated heavy fire on the bridge, its contents remained intact.

"Taken in the Port of Havana, April 1957, 4"

There is such a string of text written on the back of the photo inside.

Befa could see the handwriting on it, but she didn't know who the people in the photo were. They looked like a group of sailors, but they also looked like a group of officers with good relations.

"...This is the shadow we left in Cuba. A sea power war had just ended. At that time, we were temporary allies with the United States, so we were able to relax in Cuba for a while."

Da Ke didn't hide anything, handed the photo to Befa, and pointed to the men with bright smiles on it for her:

"The brown-haired one is the Soviet Union, the younger handsome guy with dark hair is Khabarovsk, and the one with an Asian face on the far right is Vladi, which is the battleship named after the big port we are going to. The two of them All of them are of mixed race, and they are also the most popular among the girls on tour in the fleet—Kyiv and Tashkent are on the right, they are a bit short and tender, but they are actually considered older in the fleet.”

After taking a puff of smoke, Da Ke pointed to the inconspicuous place in the photo: "At that time, Dimitri was recuperating in the hospital. He was blown up by the Thor and split the core cabin, and almost died, so we erected a monument for him. , is the wooden board in the lower left corner, use it instead, after knowing this, every time he goes on a 'travel', he will erect a monument for all of us to express his dissatisfaction."

Having said that, Dake forced a smile, as if he missed that time very much.

"They all look very upright soldiers." After looking around, Befa felt that Da Ke's face was still the most handsome-maybe because of the addition of filters, or because he looked the most energetic and Right in the middle of the photo.

"Every man here is more reliable than me, and they are extremely devout towards red. I wonder if they would do better than me if they came to this world, but facing compatriots who have gone on the wrong path again, How do they feel...will they be more angry than me—"

Dake paused:

"...If they are, they will definitely support me and restore the Soviet Union here...and the girls of the Northern Union Ship with the same name...would they still yearn for the once powerful red regime?" Da Ke sat up straight again, although Eyelids were drooping, but not as distraught as before.

"They will certainly support you."

Befa didn't hesitate at all: "I don't know about the other ship girls, but the two of the Soviet class... and Ms. Aurora, are still using the 'comrade' to call each other—"

"...Comrade Biffa."

Da Ke put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray, and said in the most solemn tone: "... I plan to attack the Kremlin after Vladi lands. If I can really take over the fleet, I will follow the Japanese method." Politicians blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah to the people.

"If it's your will." Befate said in a skirt.

The man she knew was back.

After just a moment of self-examination, he became stronger again, with a steel body armed with a steel mind.

"I'd rather hear: 'Yes, comrade'." Da Ke raised his chin.

"You are really obsessed with changing my ideology...?"

Belfa felt a little helpless for Dake's clenching, but at the same time, she also felt that this was a very sweet trouble for her——

"As long as you talk, I will be more patient in dealing with the British problem."

"Is this a threat?"

The head maid tilted her head, her tone was subtle, but she was not angry.

"It depends on how you understand it. I take good care of my own people."

Dake regained his former comfort. He knew that Befa had seen through his hesitant and weak side. According to the usual practice, at this time, some means must be used to win her over or frighten her.

But deterrence is not easy to use, not to mention that he can't bear to kill this woman who has devoted herself to him.

"...Okay then? Just call once... yes, comrade?" Beffa actually got a little playful.

"Please use an affirmative tone."

"Da, comrade."

"... Here you are."

After hearing this answer, Dake couldn't help but put a ring on Befa's ring finger:

"May our revolutionary friendship last forever—"

Biffa was stunned for a moment.

In her plan, she probably received this ring on a sunny afternoon—or before a romantic candlelight dinner, or between the beds, when she was rubbing shoulders with each other, but she never expected it. ...

Da Ke actually gave her the ring because of a change of address that was more flirtatious than practical.

This made her happy, but at the same time, an unknown fire rushed to her forehead.

"...It's not a gentleman to touch a lady rashly, don't do it to other people."

She originally wanted to thank, but it turned out to be such a slightly angry word on her lips.

For more than a month, it seemed that only Da Ke could disturb her heartstrings so easily.

"But I've never been a gentleman, and I'm not interested in it...or would you rather wear it yourself?"

Da Ke has no intention of regretting this.

"This is troublesome, obviously I just keep looking at you, and I am satisfied with admiring your embarrassment once in a while..."

Facing Dake's lack of emotion in his speech, Befa's chest swelled a little more. She decided to whet Dake's appetite, so she pretended to be hesitant.

"...Don't you accept it?" Dake thought his words were too straight, causing Befa to be troubled, and his face became a little disturbed.

In his brain circuit, after getting to know each other in the most real way, that is, the moment when he showed his weak side and handed over his complete trust to Befa, it was the most suitable time to make the oath request——

But based on his understanding of the head maid... To be honest, he can't guarantee 100% success, because Befa is very good at hiding his emotions, and he has never crossed the line in behavior, except for the rigid number of favorability-everything Make it difficult for him to judge.

Giving her a ring is actually the most daring act that Da Kela has ever made.

"Hehe~ Appreciating your embarrassing expression is a joy I discovered only recently, please forgive me."

Fortunately, Beffa didn't embarrass him for too long——

"...Doesn't getting such an important oath make me want to do more for you and get more from you?"

As he spoke, Befa caressed his tender breasts, and the blush on his face finally expanded uncontrollably, turning into a fascinating cherry pink:

"It's the maid's duty to give everything to Commander... Do you want to see it, master?"

She lifted the corner of her skirt and kept it in a position where he could see all the beauty of his body, but not too alienated——

Even this distance has been specially studied - as long as Dake stretches out his hand, he can touch her turret, and further, he can touch her snow-white neck restrained by the collar.

The straps of the suspenders and the touch of white on the heels of the legs are all attracting men's attention.

"...You changed your name back again... Sigh..."

However, Dake, who is still in the aftertaste of the past, just presses his forehead with helplessness on his face:

"Looks like it will take some time to correct you."

"Then you come and correct Befa yourself~"

The tip of Belfa's tongue moistened the corners of his mouth, making half of his lips look crystal clear.

"...It's not that I don't want to, but we are still sailing."

Dake shook his head, forced his gaze back, and looked further, feeling as if his soul would be sucked in by the greasy absolute domain——

"...But you and Miss Observer at noon..." Belfer's expression became more subtle after hearing this.

"...you won't be eavesdropping...she did me a favor and took some genetic samples, but I didn't move at the time...you can understand me...fuck I'm talking What the hell!!"

Dake's face was full of embarrassment.

"Forget what I just said - but sorry, not tonight... this is for the safety of your voyage -"

"It doesn't matter...Master, the Belfast Society has many ways of serving, and you don't need to move—I will definitely be able to do better than Miss Observer."

However, Belfa's competitive heart was aroused, and he seemed to be unable to listen to the words.

She bent down, skillfully untied the ribbon at the top of her socks, and then approached him step by step with a charming smile that made Da Ke feel chills.

Chapter 211 What is the name of the main gun?boom! !