Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Om-"

The loudspeaker on one side had been cut off and lost its sound, but the two generals raised their hands at the same time, signaling the technical soldiers not to struggle anymore.

"We can't take the initiative to contact each other."

"Yes, I think so too. Let's wait for their contact."

As for whether it refers to those oligarchs or people from the new Soviet Union, it is not known.

Chapter 243 Here's Johnny~

"Comrade Bree said that the troops in St. Petersburg have fallen into a semi-paralyzed state, and they cannot join the siege of Moscow." Z-23, with the booklet under his arm, followed the striding Kremlin, and this scene fell into the Kremlin In the eyes of various staff and officials who are being reset, the meaning suddenly becomes different.

They had thought that no one could truly win the allegiance of the ship's mother, but Da Ke broke this record.

Because of panic, admiration, or genuine faith, the government that was taken over began to barely function.

"Very well, next is the Volgograd side. Damn - definitely change the name back, for Comrade Stalin - start there."

Da Ke pushed open the gate of the Presidential Palace. As the core of the Kremlin Palace closest to the No. 13 building area, it has been fully decorated as it should be.

The flags on both sides hung slightly in the windless room. The presidential telephone in the middle was disassembled and sent to Bree's laboratory for data analysis. It was replaced with a red telephone with a more Moscow style, which was used to connect Generals of various troops who attacked from the Far East to Siberia.

"The intercepted fighter jets have been sent to the vicinity of the newly laid temporary runway. At present, there are 136 fighter jets that can take off in the city. When we connect the transportation line on the east side, there will be about 400 fighter jets of the third generation and above. But There are relatively few 3th and 4th generations, maybe less than 5..."

"That's why it is said that Beilian really made itself poor. These oligarchs can't sell arms, and the army they raise can't use the best things. It's really sad."

The strong man threw his hat on the hanger, sat down at the desk, and suddenly felt that the place was wider than the office he used in Japan, and it was a bit too sloppy, so he frowned.

Also serving as the vanguard, Befa, who had never fired a single shot, served Dake a pot of coffee to maintain his high concentration.

"We need to prepare defensive road facilities as soon as possible. The air defense force has already moved to the outer suburbs, but we should speed up the repair of the air force base."

After tidying Dake's clothes, the head maid turned to Z-23, who continued to report, to offer her opinions.

"Comrade Akashi is among the second batch of ship girls teleported from hyperspace. She will help us quickly build all the fortifications. It is expected to arrive at 23:[-] tonight."

Z-23 flipped through the list.

"That's good." Befa still seems to attach great importance to air power, although she knows that with the help of several heavy cherry aircraft carriers hidden on the hull of the Dak, no aircraft will be able to invade Moscow's airspace, but just in case one--

"In addition, Fedisov's troops have entered the southern cordon of the Tunguska explosion research area. Comrades Chaba and Tashkent are waiting for your instructions." Seeing that Befa had no doubts, Z-23 continued.

"Order them to launch an attack at exactly 19 o'clock in the evening to annihilate Gusinski's troops." Da Ke held his chin, and began to think about how to make the airborne troops play their role to the maximum in Novosibirsk.

"Shouldn't you persuade us to surrender first?"

"We must try to persuade the surrender under the condition of ensuring the safety of our own people, so the surprise attack is very necessary. Since the commander of the Guards is very smart to stand on the side of the Soviet, we must also be responsible to his subordinates."

"learn."

"Also, add the consultant comrades to our second batch of transmission lists."

"clear."

"Would it be a little too hasty to do this?" Compared with Z-23 who responded immediately, Befa was a little hesitant:

"I want you to reconsider..."

"It's better to let her show her face earlier than to let the hatred continue to ferment over time. I will find a way to make the people accept their existence." Da Ke insisted on his own opinion.

"But is it really good to emphasize their siren identities at this juncture? Why not classify them as ship girls..."

"Since there is a disagreement, let's hold a meeting immediately to discuss whether to show our siren allies to the public—"

"...No need." Belfa sighed: "If you hold this kind of meeting, it will only be a one-sided result."

The head maid also knows that if the content of this meeting is carried out on the premise that Da Ke votes in favor, most of the ship girls will support him.

"...can you tell me about your concerns?"

Kremlin crossed his hands: "I see that your attitude towards that girl is quite kind..."

"Because this is likely to plunge the Soviet Union into the same international quagmire as the red central axis in the past..."

"It's as if we wouldn't be ostracized by those capitalist countries without siren allies."

Dake sneered, he wasn't arguing with the head maid, but felt that her worries were a bit too "rich".

The Soviet Union has always been a country on the world stage that does not enjoy normal diplomatic treatment... He has long been used to it.

"That's what he said."

Buffy said relieved.

If she hadn't been quite confident in Dak's strength, she was already thinking about how to help Dak in exchange for assistance from Western countries—although that might lead to a certain loss of sovereignty after the founding of the country:

"What will we do with our neighbors in the future?"

"Invite the former allies to join. I already have a general understanding of the situation in Ukraine. The person in power is a guy with no opinions. Let's start with him."

Da Ke thought for a while, and added: "Of course it would be best if Ukraine can consciously return to the embrace of the Soviet Union."

He did not give up the use of force, but before using the final means, he would use the rules of the game to win over the opponent as much as possible.

The atmosphere in the office is relaxed and stable, as if the conversion work of Beilian is about to succeed.

But Da Ke knew that his work was just a small start, and the real work came later.

"One more thing, Commander, because your hull is still undergoing maintenance work after the hyperspace jump, it is not recommended that you return to the ship to rest tonight, just use the ready-made room in the Kremlin Palace?"

Belfa bowed lightly: "Please rest assured, all personal items are prepared for new replacements by Belfa—"

"...But the bedroom here is for Soviet comrades?"

Dake was taken aback when he heard this.

"Eh??"

"...Did you misunderstand something? I'm not the supreme commander of the new Soviet Union." Da Ke thought that Befa knew his intention of making such an arrangement long ago, so his face became bitter immediately, and he began a long speech in a serious manner: "Comrade Biffa...you won't do it again..."

It seems that some preaching is inevitable.

Belfa showed a somewhat helpless, yet happy smile.

Sometimes... Seeing Befa being lectured by Da Ke because he often uses "crazy brains"... Z-23 is even a little envious.

……

"Boom!" In a supermarket in the eastern suburbs of Moscow, there was a loud noise of wood being split.

In front of the stairs leading to the basement, the wooden door of the stock room was kicked into pieces—because the intruder used too much force, the entire door panel was almost turned into firewood.

The light bulb above the intruder's head was instantly shattered by bullets, and then a series of assault rifle blasts dragged the flashing muzzle flames to re-light the pitch-black stock room.

But the ship girl who was being attacked by five AKs didn't care about the firepower of the opponent at all. She burst out a lot of sparks all over her body, and her seemingly petite and soft body made the rifle bullets hit blunt. They punched crookedly into the shelves on both sides, and the shelves were also riddled with holes.

The resisters are well-trained, but when three of them need to change their bombs due to pouring firepower, and the other two suppress the ship's mother, the other party takes advantage of this loophole to touch it, suddenly lifts the big guy in his hand, and puts the closest His own hapless egg flew against the wall.

With a bang sound, he knocked out a human dent on the aluminum curtain wall, which looked quite cartoon and funny movie style, but to the person involved, he only felt that all the air in his lungs had been squeezed out , even the teeth became loose in the shock.

The assailant continued to move forward, she quickly knocked away another guy who had just raised the muzzle of the gun, and the back of the ax hit his arm so that it twisted upwards in an anti-joint shape, and there were a few bone stubbles mixed in with the crackling sound. Blood spurted out, but this was already the result of Jian Niang being quite merciful.

Majesty turned on his own ship lights, and the remaining three resisters who were illuminated trembled and tried to sneak back into the shadows. Their faces were so white that they couldn't be whiter, as if they were anemic.

"...The Ministry of Internal Affairs is on duty. The idlers wait to get out of the way."

She didn't define these militants who attacked her as enemies, and there was no sorrow or joy on her majestic little face, and even the outline of her face was softer because of the reflection effect of the ship lights, which could be called cute, but was The bodyguards who had been greeted by the ice-breaking ax obviously wanted to say something inappropriate to this face.

"..."

Seeing that these people were too frightened by him to perform normal body movements, Majesty simply used the back of his ax to gently sweep a guy who was in the way aside—this time the force was obviously not an "attack", but that big The man's translation posture as if there was no weight still shattered the last bit of persistence of these bodyguards.

The last door leading to the basement is made of steel, which looks a bit like the one used in a bank vault. It is so tight that Majestic raised his eyebrows——

In order to escape the trial, these bourgeois are not only shameless, but also desperate.

Even if the power is specifically cut off, hiding in the cold storage is uncomfortable... I really know how to choose a place.

She blew out a cloud of hot air with her small nose, and picked up the ax with both hands—

This was the first time since she entered the state of land combat that she held an ax with both hands.

"when!!!!!"

The door, which was as thick as the armor on the front of a tank, was split in half with an axe, but because Majestic's force hadn't been fully stretched, it finally got stuck at a position about [-] centimeters below, and the splashed iron filings even scratched the sides. The bodyguard's cheeks began to numb in both legs.

"Ah!!!!!! Hey!!!!!!"

Although the door could not be broken open immediately, the huge gap has already allowed Majesty to peek into the situation inside——

The target of her trip, Khodorkov, is huddled in a cold storage that has not been fully ventilated, and the temperature is close to the Siberian winter. Like a girl approached by villains, she makes an extremely sharp cry—it is hard to believe He is a man who owns the oil kingdom and often visits the number one rich man in Russia.

"...open the door."

Majestic blinked, as if looking at the oligarchs from the gap without any malice, but this behavior only deepened Khodorkov's fear, he rolled and crawled across the frozen beef rack , knocked over a lot of butter jars, while twitching and howling with both hands, trying to shrink his size a bit, so as not to be seen by Majesty.

"I said open the door—Citizen Khodorkov—"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"..."

Seeing that the man was completely frightened, the majesty was a little speechless, and he pulled his little head away angrily, and raised the ax again——

"Boom!!!"

With an ax that was fully used, the iron gate was split open along the center line, and sparks flew out, splashing the oligarch's face.

"Yeah ow ow—"

Although the bursting sparks didn't really scratch him, he still turned his back, trying to turn himself into an ostrich.

"Crack, squeak—"

Three axes down, Majesty finally opened a gap for her to put her hands in. She took advantage of the situation and broke to both sides, tearing down the whole steel door like tearing paper, and flung it into the corner of the room with a clang. He put his waist down again and looked down at the inhuman Hodor.

"You've been arrested on charges of theft of state property, money laundering and first-degree murder—"

"No, no, it's not real... just a nightmare, oh-"

Hearing Majesty's deliberate majestic voice, Khodorkov, who couldn't hold back his energy, rolled his eyes upwards, and slid his hands against the base of the wall, his cheeks pulling against the cold wall, like a puddle of mud It seemed to fall to the ground.

"..."

Witnessing this guy's embarrassing performance the whole time, the majesty has already become lactic acid to a certain extent.