Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

So Tie Xue had already noticed the changes here—as expected, he was still too high-profile, and Moscow must have raised its vigilance.

Fortunately, they would never have thought that the army assembled by Dake was not an ordinary army bound by traditional space.

"Then what do you think I look like?" Kremlin relaxed his tone a little bit.

"I personally think that even people of different nationalities can feel your handsomeness."

……

"...Comrade Gangut, arrange for him a high-quality detached house, and let him stay there honestly until the contact person he said arrives."

Da Ke would not be extra merciful just because a man praised his appearance.

But he also thinks that after taking so much advantage of Iron Blood, it's better not to leave the impression that "that woman" is too rude.

Be a man to stay on the line and meet each other in the future.

He asked everything he wanted to ask—at most one week, the representatives of the iron-blooded ship girl and the royal ship girl would contact him.

This is a kind of temptation, but it is more or less well-intentioned. After all, the ship's mother's landing on the land itself is an act of surrendering combat power. For them, it is a matter of sacrificing personal safety to discuss the issue.

"It's a pity that we won't be able to tell if anyone is still in Vladi by then. What if they get involved when we fight out from Moscow..."

Giving up thinking about several more troublesome possibilities, Da Ke returned to his ship with the idle Deutschland.

The latter is in an extremely messy state at the moment.

"This is a message from Ms. Bismarck to you. Ms. Deutschland—"

In front of Dake, the special agent took out a very small note from the returned micro-device, handed it to the little princess, and noted that it was for all the Iron-Blooded Fleet Girls, and Dake didn't stop it.

What is written on the note is not what Germany often hears, the words that Bismarck used to encourage them-such as restoring the glory of iron and blood...

In the simplest sentence:

"Live better."

Rao Yi's nose is sore because of the delicate and pretty little princess.

Thinking of the difficult days of her old friend in Western Europe, she felt her breathing slowed down a bit.

But fortunately, Da Ke told her that the battle on Bismarck's side should be much easier now, after all, the siren has withdrawn.

"May I show this note to the other servants?"

"Feel free, but shouldn't you change the word 'servant' to 'companion' or 'comrade' first?"

Seeing that her nose was red, Dake sighed, but he didn't continue to correct her forcefully, he even walked over and rubbed her head: "We will meet soon—with friends from your homeland, I promise. "

"But, but, I'm already your ship girl... how to face them..."

"You haven't done anything to betray them, so why can't you face them?" Kremlin thought to himself——Deutschland still maintains a certain temperament of a little girl, and can't even look at such a simple question—maybe As a decision maker, he has begun to lose his sensibility and find it difficult to resonate with her.

"Now I am like a deserter to them...and..."

Deutsch can't say it out—if he continues to follow Da Ke, he will definitely run counter to Bismarck one day...

"You're adding to a greater cause . . . fighting in a different way."

Da Ke patted her on the shoulder: "Bismarck will be proud of you in the future."

"...I don't need her to be proud of me."

After muttering something, Dezhi wanted to reach out his mechanical hand to touch Dake, but after thinking about it for a while, he still let it go.

Noticing this detail, Da Ke took the initiative to lift her hand and stuffed the walkie-talkie into her cold fingers.

"Eh?"

The human temperature flowed through her fingers, making her at a loss for what to say for a while.

"Call everyone to the boat, let's hold a mobilization meeting."

"...Well, if one day you want to go to war with Bismarck, can I not participate in the war?" Deutsch said anxiously.

"Yes, but I don't think there will be such a day. I have been with you iron-blooded girls for a long time, and I already know the temperament of the iron-blooded camp very well." Dake laughed sincerely twice.

Until now, he was finally sure that he was confident in tying Bismarck to the chariot, no matter how tortuous the process was - it just depended on how she cared for his men, she couldn't be said to be a ruthless woman.

"Tell the truth, well... this is Deutschland, huh? Why use the Commander's walkie-talkie—ask him yourselves!!"

Just in time for the breaker to breathe on the deck, Deutsch, who suddenly became irritable, startled the former, and walked around her like a mouse seeing a cat, only to see Dake greet her.

"What's the matter... Same, comrade?" The beautiful sea monster with white hair and golden pupils showed a slightly timid expression, but it was not a fearful expression.

Without adapting to the ecology and "food chain" here, the breakers are still trying to adapt to the new environment.

"I have a new task for you, which is about the evaluation of the stability of the anchor point. I will trouble you even more during the period when the observer is away." Da Ke handed over a chip.

This is all the information that Bree has compiled. The test of the game breaker is the ultimate insurance. Even without her assessment, the anchor will still have to be unplugged tomorrow. Da Ke just hopes that she will not feel too alienated and do some work to strengthen the relationship with the fleet. The connection paves the way for everyone to accept Sirens as allies in the future.

"Understood, I promise to complete the task—is that the way to say it?" The game breaker became the sound breaker.

"That's right, that's the answer! The louder the voice, the better."

Nodding in satisfaction, Dake led her and Dezhi, who had recovered her original "dark temperament", to the lower living cabin.

A group of noisy voices rushed over the moment Dake unscrewed the isolation door.

"Quick, quick, quick!! Put the DP on the shelf—what the hell are you dawdling about!! Do you want a knife in your ass??"

"The cable drop team is on standby at windows 12 to 28!! The precision shooter team covers the cable drop—don't go into the sea! Jump when you spot it! Pay attention to the arc of the hull!"

Unlike the previous situation where there were only Yingying and Yanyan in the ship, now Dake's ship is full of the smell of sweat... and there are all kinds of exploding cursing sounds...

The corridor was full of mud marks, and even the walls were covered with oily handprints—so much so that Dezhi, who hung up the phone, instantly changed into a horrified expression like he was in a pigsty.

It is estimated that Befa will take a long time to do the cleaning——

"...these comrades are all going to Moscow with us."

Da Ke couldn't help explaining, but his eyes were actually quite nostalgic——

How many girls who are sailors can feel fragrant and soft?Under normal circumstances, this is the only way to do it in a battleship.Of course, if it wasn't for training or too much fighting, the dirt wouldn't have been so dirty all the time.

Alpha and the signal flag just helped him restore the true appearance of the army.

"Oh my God, I figured out why Honolulu moved out these days—and looked like the end of the world."

Pinching her nose, Dezhi's face was ashen, but she was a warrior anyway, and she was not particularly hypocritical. After a while, she reluctantly accepted this overly majestic aura.

"Just a few people going to fight the Ke Palace tomorrow? Is that enough?" The brief dislike didn't affect her enthusiasm for future battles.

"After all, the Soviet Union, Rosia, and Gangut are also on the same boat. Our four battleships are going to the capital. We just need to wait for the comrades who will maintain order to arrive. The special forces are to ensure the continued operation of the government. Large-scale battles They don't need to be held accountable."

"As mentioned in the last report, the Evenki area is ready to attack, right?"

"Well, but to ensure that the offensive losses are kept down, we need to help Fedisov get an order to weaken the defense of the federal army—if it can be taken over, it should be mainly taken over."

Dake walked in while talking, not caring at all that these old men made his cabin dirty.

"Comrade Kremlin - Salute!!"

The technical soldier in charge of guarding the hatch saw Dake's stalwart figure pushing this way, immediately lifted his fighting stance, and stood at attention.

"Thanks for your hard work—don't worry about me, you guys continue." Dake returned the salute, not intending to inspect the exercise.

Seeing how Dake was respected by this group of special forces, Breaker and Deutsch were once again thankful for some of their previous decisions.

Chapter 239 Battle of Moscow

A stork soars high over Vladi, overlooking the city that has risen from the ashes.

It swept down, with its wings clamped, pierced through the gaps in the ruins, and crossed the Nazimovo artillery position-the residual wind of the 19th century was blown from the moss-covered fortress walls, and the ancestors could be faintly heard. And, mixed in the sea breeze, it was gently lifted up again.

Agate-like eyes scanned the canvas and wooden frames erected in the northern urban area. In a burst of gray dust and shocks, it dodged cranes and bulldozers in a slight panic, and saw them scraping away large areas of collapsed buildings. Leveling—the workers yelled, crossing the clump of steel bars, and the carts of bricks and stones were sent into the foundation. The pile of soil mixed with high-density cement was like a surging crater, symbolizing the new life after the destruction.

Following the vortex over the city, it landed on the flagpole in the central square, continuing to watch these gravity-bound creatures.

The workers who had just arrived here stood on both sides of the square, as if they were waiting for something—in the rumbling sound, there seemed to be countless thunderbolts across the ground.

The dark green behemoth smashed all the gravels blocking the way, and rushed towards the east city. With the roar of these human machines, the red flag slowly rising from the bottom of the flagpole finally hit the top of the pole, startling the white stork again. .

——The bear head anchor pattern on the central square was replaced, and finally, Vladi remembered its name...

Revolution Square.

"Ula!!!!"

Holding their fists high, the armored soldiers passing by showed their strength and firmness to the citizens, relatives and friends who lined the road to see them off.

And the birds above their heads continued to fly south—but there was no plump fish farm.The shadows of gray ships spreading out in the port are densely packed. They occupy the once deserted sea. They are obviously filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, but there is no more gunpowder smoke on the flat ground. Unable to restrain his instinct of fearing industrial products, he fled towards the deep forest in the west and never came back.

"..."

The Aurora held the sickle and hammer flag made of silk satin and gently stroked it.Time slowed down in her mind, as if she had spanned two centuries at once, and seemed to see those old comrades who had fought with her at the end of the world.

Flicking the braids to the outside, she raised her arms outwards, and let go of the corner of her pinch, so that the inheritance of will that spanned a hundred years, supported by the electric flagpole, rose into the blue sky, and the symmetrical colors reflected each other in the sun. , her eyes were moist for a while.

The entire city has turned into the most powerful war machine, igniting the Far East.

Whether it is Khabarovsk, Petropavlovsk, or Komsomolsk, the red flag covered the sky for a while, shouting her name!

"Fleet in position. Comrade Kremlin—please review."

The Soviet Union stood beside Dake, with her chin held high, and the former Northern Alliance ship girls in front of her found that the Soviet ship girls held their heads high and were ready to go.

Although the Soviet Union is the leader of the faction, she deliberately lags behind Da Ke by half a body, letting him do the final mobilization.

From this moment on, they will bid farewell to the past Russia—and the Federation, and set off for the "past" and "future".

Maybe it will be the enemy of the whole world, but so what?Even though she was not born into the world with a perfect posture, the Soviet Union also understood the vision represented by her and Rosia's names. It was a kind of fighting spirit to the extreme, and it was also a kind of pride that everyone was drunk and I was alone.

Amagi, who came here to confirm the situation in neighboring countries, and also to escort scientists and job seekers, looked at the neatly lined up armored troops passing through the block, and felt a little incredulous in his heart.

Although she knew that the Kremlin would definitely bring changes to his own motherland, the changes were too drastic and thorough.

It seemed that everything she saw in Japan was written by him at will, and everything in front of her was real.

Standing on the watchtower in the distance, Zeppelin's deep pupils actually had dizzying ripples under the shading light of the red flag, which perfectly matched her pupil color:

"It's finally here...hehe, the day when the world will be the enemy. The day I'm looking forward to."

She turned her head slightly, and looked at Frederick, who was slightly disappointed, but more proud and expectant: "Frederick, did you hear it? This is the real, final movement. How? Light Is it a prelude, isn't there a kind of passion that makes blood flow backwards?"

"Yes, I can feel this land trembling under the sound of war. I don't know if it is responding to the child's passion, or fearing him." Frederick closed his eyes.