Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Although the armament of the ship girl is a miniature version, the difference between its shape design and caliber is still clear at a glance. Therefore, when the battleship girl and the light cruiser girl are deployed side by side, the soldiers can still see the difference between the two.

"Bam—"

And when the artillery fire roared, the shock wave from the battleship's muzzle could even blow away the approaching soldiers, which can be said to be quite easy to distinguish, and it also allowed all the soldiers advancing with the ship to find out a suitable distance for follow-up.

People are always good at learning.

Gangut’s bombardment did not deliberately avoid the landmark buildings. In fact, as early as this morning, the rebels had issued an air raid warning to the citizens of the whole city, but the response of the North Alliance was slow, or they refused to admit it. The upper floors were not evacuated in time, which also resulted in many civilians still stranded in government buildings and important transportation links. From this point of view-the Northern Union has indeed been completely westernized.

They are more concerned about the loss caused by the evacuation of the people in the city on this day than the possible raid war.

In contrast, since Gangut is not as "savage" as some "bloodless and tearless" iron-blooded girls, she is often dragged away by many civilian houses mixed with Northern Union troops when she first advances with boiling water.

The sudden increase in the enemy's fighting will, coupled with the complex terrain and the high difficulty of identifying friend or foe, made Gangut feel at a loss. However, after Da Ke's spiritual energy was given priority to her, she could analyze early whether there were white bandits ambushing behind the bunker Or fleeing civilians, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties and improve bombing efficiency.

This radar-like ability is an extension of the commander's power, and she couldn't "see" so clearly before.

In the eyes of other soldiers, the iron-blooded girls who swallowed jujubes were actually able to use Da Ke's psionic power to carry out investigations at the beginning, so they advanced extremely fast.

After learning that she still failed to get the greatest care from Da Ke, Gangut was a little discouraged, thinking that it was because Da Ke had put on shoes when she drank before the war, but later she found out that Da Ke wanted to break his brain into oranges and share it with others. Ship girls use--

"The suppression on the west side of the state government is complete! Where is Comrade Mercury who is leading the team? How is the progress?"

"It's just a bunch of scum... But I smashed a statue of Peter the Great just now... I shouldn't need to pay for it!!"

"The cultural wealth lost now will be rebuilt by the surviving people. Well, that's what the commander said, but it seems that he hasn't spoken on the channel for a long time. Is it because of the fierce battle upstream?"

"But I can't hear the sound of the 457 gun. His pipe is so earth-shattering. If the battle is fierce, it's impossible not to respond."

"It should be because of his own considerations, maybe to further reduce casualties... Sigh."

She couldn't be happier at the thought of those white bandits who might have lost arms and legs in their shelling.

These guys don’t necessarily support the oligarchs, they are just ordered to act as a dam to hold back the tide of the times. The first thing the Red Army smashes down is not the fat pigs hiding behind the dam, but these poor stones...

"I hope this will pass quickly...Although every революция is accompanied by bloodshed and struggle...but even the blood of the enemy makes me more and more stressed."

Since he couldn't drink while attacking, Gangut was actually a little melancholy—letting alcohol erode his brain, and if he didn't rush to expel it with the special physique of the ship's mother, he could relieve some guilt a little.

But a revolutionary veteran is a revolutionary veteran—even if he has sympathy for the enemy, Gangut will not really show mercy to the enemy... After all, that is the luxury that can only be enjoyed after victory, and now he still has to help the comrades of the new Soviet Union to overcome difficulties.

She and Eugene are actually the same type of ship girl, but the way of expressing feelings is either fierce or cold, and the way of chasing interesting things is also somewhat different.

"A good news - the urban area and ferry of Red October Town have been taken down! Comrade U81 is the first to win!"

Minsk, who is in charge of liaison, suddenly yelled in the channel——

"And then there is Comrade Aurora!! Primorsk has also been taken! The safety of the river is guaranteed! Comrades in the city work hard!! Total victory is in sight!"

……

Kremlin was standing on the watchtower of his own ship, his forehead bulging with veins, holding on to the handrail, pinching the steel pipe so that it dented inward.

If he was ever curious about what it would be like to have a split personality, now he has completely dispelled the idea of ​​further understanding. The horrible squandering and taking of the ship girls during the battle caused all the blood in his body to flow to his brain, and there was a rush of blood in his heart. The pain that was pouring back, and at the same time the small battle scenes were kneaded together, causing him to have very complicated visual and auditory hallucinations.

When he attacked Moscow, he hadn't tried this kind of fighting method. After opening the computing and sharing authority this time, his brain was almost overloaded, just like the whole world applied for a movie from him, and the traffic was enough. He drank from a jug.

He had to withdraw his psionic energy from the place where he was advancing worry-free, and distributed it to places where it was more needed. Gangut and Minsk, who were in charge of the western breakthrough, were now receiving his key attention—for that matter, he also found that Gangut always He frequently used his psychic scanning to scan some positions that did not need to be guarded at all. In the end, he could only curse in his heart, and did not dare to turn on the public screen to accuse her——

Under the high-load calculation, he couldn't even transmit the communication of the main body. At first, he thought that the traditional communication means would not be used at all, but it turned out that it was necessary to issue a headset to the ship's mother...

"Damn it, I feel like I'm going to have a cerebral hemorrhage—!"

Looking up from the deck, the blue light on the surface of Dake’s eyeballs is blazing out like fire. If it weren’t for psionic powers that would have no effect on the material world without endowing them with special properties, he would be able to take his own now. The eyeballs are fried with eggs—maybe I can learn from Kaga and make a grilled salmon...

In the end, he had to turn off the addition of psionic power to U81 and Eugen, who had already entered the standby state, and felt a lot better.

The kid in U81 was spitting bubbles in the water all the time, and Z-23 snatched all his combat achievements. In fact, if he went ashore and ran, he might be faster.

As for Eugen...

She has taken all the "defensive buildings" that can be bombed in the eastern suburbs, and the white bandits in that direction were also the first batch to surrender to the Red Army. It seems that her brutal style has seriously destroyed the enemy's will to fight.

But this is also in comparison—at least Dake asked himself, if he led the team himself, those white bandits might have been thrown into the fields by him as fertilizer without even having a chance to surrender.

And the submarine girl who had just finished an inexplicable support trip felt her mind was blank, and instantly became unhappy. She threw the armored vehicle on her shoulder back to the shore, and only supported the soldier who was obviously her own to slowly dock.

With only 871 tons of underwater displacement, she can actually float while carrying an armored vehicle. Even if it becomes the hull of a post-war submarine, the weight of 2000 tons is still very small. It is definitely not as easy as other sisters can lift heavy objects. up.

"This is 1st Platoon, Company A...uh...thank you for your support..."

"I'm late, the bombardment just now seems to be caused by Miss Nimi... Well, as a mobile personnel, she actually maneuvered from the east city to the west bank!"

U81 puffed up, envious of the perverted speed of the destroyer after the war, while handing the wounded to the arms of the platoon leader.

"I have to work harder—for the ring..."

"For what?" The platoon leader who took over his comrades was taken aback.

"No, it's nothing, since this place has been taken down, I'll go first!"

U81 shyly shook his small arms, then plunged his head into the bottom of the water and continued to swim downstream.

"...What happened to that kid just now?"

"Innocent doesn't look like he's here to fight."

"There are also young ship girls like that... I thought all ship girls were unreasonable girls like the Soviet Union—"

"Shh, don't talk nonsense—"

"It's okay, as long as we have thoughts of impoliteness in our minds, they can feel it even if we don't say it out. Generally, as long as it's not such a particularly excessive thought... um, it probably doesn't matter?"

"Shut up Bolton."

"Platoon leader, should we go back and join the 2nd platoon or fix it?"

"...rest in place for 10 minutes. Just you, Bolton, carry Yuri back to the back for treatment—"

The platoon leader sighed, and after confirming Yuri's condition, he felt that this guy was a good fortune teller, but a mild concussion and back injury were unavoidable—falling into the water from a container was like jumping from a three-story building. It didn't make any difference to shoot it on the ground. Fortunately, his bones were relatively hard, and the platoon leader didn't feel the broken place after touching it for a long time.

"Om-squeak--"

After sending the wounded away, the platoon leader made a Slavic squat, relaxed like shit, adjusted his helmet, and was just about to take a breath when he heard a shrill scream coming from the sky not far away. whistle.

"... Fuck, did I hear it wrong, why does this sound sound like the one from the documentary?"

He looked around at his comrades who were also choking their necks because of the inexplicably familiar, tense hissing——

"I heard it in the movies when I was in high school, like a fucking German Stuka—"

"You mean the shitty things that shitted on the heads of our great-grandfathers during the Great Patriotic War?"

"It should be just some kind of deterrent bagpipe similar to the Jericho trumpet... Stukas are still used these days, what is it if it's not cerebral palsy?"

While chatting and laughing, the soldiers saw a cloud of dust suddenly rising from the battlefield in front of them. A small carrier-based aircraft rushed out of the soil column bombarded by large-caliber naval guns. The familiar whistling sound on the road was deeply engraved in the DNA of many Maozi, making them all shudder——

"...Wait, it looks like a red star is painted on it—why is there a red star on the Iron Cross—"

"Are our own people using that thing?? German comrades?"

"Uh...your own?"

The foul-mouthed soldier felt goosebumps running down his spine and up his neck.

I hope no one will remember his malice towards the ship's mother--that is an ally after all!

……

"Precise, exact."

Peter gave a very high evaluation to his bombing operation.

Because this is her first actual combat on the ground, although she hits a semi-fixed target, she feels inexplicably comfortable bombing land units.

It may also be related to the fact that her German bombers are all modified land-based aircraft...

Pulling up in the opposite direction of the river's flow, the first crew passed Gangut's head through an urban area where the state capitol tug-of-war was taking place.

Originally, she didn't mean to be provocative, but it seems that Gangut misunderstood her actions, and stared back at her tail. Peter was shocked by that unfriendly look, and then he showed a helpless smile. :

"Really, it seems that accidentally annoying people... You should be a little more particular about the choice of flight route next time... You can't just plan quickly..."

"what have you done?"

Dafeng, who had just blasted a bridgehead into the sky, flicked her ponytail and turned to Peter with a pretty face.

Obviously she was a little curious about this "junior".

It was obviously designed with reference to the Akagi, but it didn't inherit the aggressive character of the Akagi class at all...but her older sister was quite troublesome...and her biggest imaginary enemy at the moment.

"There was a slight eye conflict with the sisters in the Soviet Union. It's not a big deal. Considering the relationship between us, even if the commander presses down, it's impossible for everyone to have no grievances." Peter squeezed his chin, and after thinking How to remedy the hostility caused by your behavior.

"It's really clichéd." Dafeng said it was normal.

Those of the same camp can tear B to the center of the hull, let alone those of different camps.

"Who said no?"

Peter suddenly thought of his sister.

How does her eccentric personality reduce conflict?

If Da Ke read Peter's mind, he would definitely explain it—because Zeppelin seldom jumps on the faces of other ship girls despite his poor conversation, except for occasionally seeing her in the public cafeteria, what she likes to do most on weekdays is to talk to Pigeons on the balcony as companions, or swooping and blasting into your bedroom, and don't go to other places at all.

But now he was panting heavily, taking back all the psionic energy that had radiated to the west, and propped himself up a little tiredly:

"Finally slowed down a little bit and can use the main gun. It seems that spiritual power not only requires talent, but also acquired training is very important."

After talking to himself, he raised his sweaty hand tremblingly, and marked the positions of the state government and the ferry on the map with red eights.

"How about it! My surging motivation! Hehe, envy~ Hey, wait a minute! Have you hung up the flag?? Comrade Gangut——I, no, I have no intention of taking credit from you!!"

In the communication, the voice of a certain inspired person kept coming, slightly soothing Dake's throbbing blood vessels in his head:

"July... What time is it? Oh Suka, I can't even remember the time... It seems that I must ask Peter to pinch a watch for me after I spend too much spiritual power..."

Chapter 272 A fvcking big plan

"The eastern part of the state is all taken."

In the meeting room of the Kremlin, Da Ke pointed with a laser pointer along the river on the whiteboard map, cutting Volgograd in half——

"However, the west bank, to be precise, the state in the northwest still refuses to surrender. Therefore, we have to prepare for the battle across the river. The 4th Guards Division has already carried out vanguard deployment, and the amphibious vehicles are on standby. When the white bandits are unable to counterattack, we must ensure that The 'beach' is safe. After counterattacking the artillery positions, we also won the air supremacy, and some ferries with secret contacts are also standing on our side. Now we have to consider, one..."

The strong man clicked the round button of the indicator: "How to spread more soldiers to the opposite bank in a short period of time."