"It's different this time, it's a special safety equipment for friendship~"

The observer continues to seduce.

"roll!"

As if carrying a lazy civet cat, Dake ignored the sign saying "No parabolic objects in the sky" and threw the observer out of the window.

Seeing that brutal and agile method, Spey looked sideways for a while, and the breaker was frightened for a while.

"Okay, the guy who got in the way has been dealt with, let's continue to talk about serious things."

Dust off his hands, Dake put on an old face, took out the documents from the briefcase beside him, and handed them to Spey who was still digesting the information:

"This is the list of Jagged Ship Girls serving in the Red Navy. I know you must have some objections to my occupation of the Jagged Ships, but they now agree with the Bolsheviks' ideas more, and they have regained the ocean and rebuilt a united front similar to Azur Lane." From a perspective, we will inevitably move towards unity in the end, and instead of making such a clear distinction, it is better to start discussing issues on the premise that we will establish a strong alliance."

"I'm just the first liaison...well, I'll send it to Bismarck as well."

Spee nodded. Although the process was a bit tortuous, the content of the meeting was still very full, and Dake was honest enough, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

"In the past few days, you can walk around Moscow at will, and let Comrade Breaker be your guide."

"Hey! Me!!"

"That's right, except for the offices of GFB, you can't go anywhere, including building No. 13." Da Ke helped the breaker straighten the collar of the military uniform he just put on, and signaled her not to belittle herself.

"clear."

Although the siren tights were still inside, her mental outlook looked more like a Soviet ship girl than a sea monster.

"Also, the salary will be paid tomorrow, remember to take time to collect it."

"Ok!"

Although the ruble is not that important to the Sirens, having money to take and subsidized food, rice, oil and salt can increase the sense of belonging, and the ration of the game-breakers is treated according to the regular ship treatment-without any discrimination.

Although all of this is a show for Spey, Da Ke believes that Ispey and Bismarck are smart and should be able to understand that they accept Sirens to this extent, which proves that the "enemies" with almost complete minds at sea are undergoing transformation. Finally, they can also become pillars of society.

"...Kremlin Commander, how did you incorporate the Siren Fleet?"

"That's a long story...Let Comrade Breaker tell you the details, lest I be bragging."

"Please come with me—Comrade Spee, I will also be responsible for your safety!"

"……Uh?"

Spey stared at the golden pupils of the game breaker, searched for a while, and found that he was indeed not as strong as a Type I battleship, and the level of the opponent was inexplicably high!At least level 115 and above!

This level, I'm afraid it wasn't pulled from the hive sea area!

Not to mention the old beep (silenced) of the observer, who can conquer this level of siren, the weight of the big gram is a bit heavier in Spee's heart-she secretly decided to apply to Bismarck tonight, and ask her to personally "Confrontation" with Da Ke... Gneisenau's words are likely to follow in her Spee's "following footsteps" and be stupefied by the combination of punches.

After sending Spee away, Dake was silent for a while, hung the world map on the board in the middle of the suite, and focused his eyes on the front line of Western Europe.

"I hope they will not be dazzled by the victory. It is important to have self-knowledge."

Move your eyes to the left—most of the sirens in the Arctic Ocean and the western Atlantic Ocean have been "attracted" for a long time, and the North Pacific has been biased to your side with the secret agreement of the arbitrator. These can be wooed, but the sirens in the Indian Ocean and the Antarctic... are useless Quantity but wisdom is not enough, they are the main force of the hawks.

It seems that the situation in the world has begun to confront the North and the South again - which is really interesting.

"I just don't know if Bismarck and Jean Barr, the current bishop of Vichy, would agree with me if I proposed the goal of the joint southern expedition as the reason for the alliance."

Chapter 290 Because what Junker said was like what the terminal cancer said

"Going south?"

Bismarck, who had a secret video call with Spee, squeezed his chin, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"It's too early to say these things. Even if the sirens are cleared out of the West Bank, it doesn't mean that we and the royal family can afford continuous wars. What's more, if we are far away from the mainland, our influence is very limited——"

Unlike the British, the Jagged Battleship is not very adaptable to long-distance voyages. In addition, the situation in Western Europe has just stabilized, and now the cost of expanding the front is extremely expensive.

Domestic strikes are becoming more and more frequent. Even those new capitalists who value the expression of "Germany" very much and have a bit of a national concept, after her successive failures, they can't afford to lose.

As for the old Junker... hehe...

"Also, we can't hold the command of the alliance - the highest power must flow to that man."

She could see very clearly—one-third of Iron Blood's backbone, the flourishing Sakura Fleet and the Polar Circle Fleet, the commander-in-chief of more than 200 warships... No matter how you say it, the title of leader of the alliance could not fall on Iron Blood.

"The Kremlin commander just told us about the target of his alliance, not that he must fight." Spee thought that Bismarck was going to kill this topic, so he hurriedly added.

"But this goal will take years to achieve, and we can only focus on the near future."

Bismarck didn't only see the immediate benefits. If she wanted to feed back the plundered resources to the mainland and reduce the possibility of continued hostilities with the royal family, she could only look further south.

"Unless we can convince those guys from Junker Capital and the Admiralty to support us and go to Africa or Antarctica under production pressure."

Bismarck’s value judgment on zoning is very simple and clear—resource points, as long as there are resource points, it is an area worth capturing. Africa, which has been lost for a long time, can meet Junker’s demand for production materials. Even the barren Antarctica also has a large area. The automatic factory to be developed, in the uninhabited sea, there are still countless good things that can enrich the fleet.

But do they have the foresight to support their expedition?

Bismarck was silent for 5 minutes, during which Spee waited patiently.

She didn't want to force Bismarck, but what she saw in the Soviet Union today made her so envious—sausages, coffee, not only for the ship's mother, although the supply was a bit difficult, but the citizens relied on the old rubles issued by the Northern Union. The new Soviet Union can still buy these products that were once intentionally limited, and the reforms under Tirpitz's charge will have an immediate effect. In a few months, the business chaos will be back on track.

In Tie Xue, there is no such environment for Tizi to play. It can only be said that she met a good man who can achieve each other with her...and a good regime.

Spee may not be politically savvy enough, but she is not stupid. She understands that even if she persuades Grape to return to China, similar reforms will be difficult to implement due to the obstruction of the iron-blooded aristocratic capital.

"...What if we bring the Bolsheviks into the Iron Blood?" For some reason, Spee made a proposal that sounded very nonsense to Bismarck:

"Bolsheviks appease the workers, or on behalf of the strikers to force Junker to compromise, maybe we can go to sea?"

"...Are you trying to be the William Peake of the 21st century?"

The corner of Bismarck's eye twitched visibly:

"It's taken for granted. Bolsheviks and Junkers cannot coexist. Introducing them will only lead to a civil war like Russia before we launch a foreign war—"

"But the Soviet Union has already won."

"...Spee, why do you have such dangerous thoughts?" Bismarck finally felt that something was wrong.

"Today the Kremlin commander asked me with a look of shock why Junker still exists... I can't answer that question."

Spee buried his face in the scarf—there is no need to be so particular about acquaintances: "Our system is indeed bloated, and too many resources are used to fill the appetites of nobles who cannot engage in production."

"But they are a necessary prerequisite for the assembly of manpower." Bismarck continued.

"Then why doesn't the Soviet Union need this premise?"

"They have used a lot of the team from the previous Beilian. What exactly did you visit today?"

Bismarck's tone gradually became more serious.

"Because the Soviet Union has higher administrative efficiency and better life, didn't you say that all efficient things are worth learning—" Spee seemed to miss Bismarck's ghostly eyes.

"...I did."

Bismarck forcibly calmed down, brushed his beautiful blond hair, and admitted generously: "But I don't have the ability to change the current situation of Iron Blood. These Junkers are very difficult to move."

"We can't move, so it's okay to let the Soviets not move?" Spee said innocently.

The words went back again.

Bismarck opened his mouth and made a hollow sound, but said nothing.

She even thought that Spee had been subcontracted, or brainwashed by Da Ke.

This is wronging the Kremlin, not to mention brainwashing, he ran to the Moscow River in the afternoon to figure out with Bree how to install the gift given to him by the arbitrator on the hull, and then pulled the consultant comrades over to do business. No further arrangement.

"You must have seen something unusual."

After all, Bismarck was calm enough, and her keen political sense finally realized the importance of Spee's experience from afar.

"Hmm... the thing that surprised me the most—it was a Type I Siren battleship that showed me around the Kremlin." Spey nodded.

"Siren... a capital ship?"

Bismarck pinched his chin again: "It turns out that the rumor is true...then have you noticed whether he was puppeted by the Sirens?"

"No, not only was he not controlled, he also married the observer."

"..."

Oh wow.

Now Bismarck fully understood why Spee came to urge her to introduce Soviet ideas and policies—even guidance.

To be able to treat the Sirens equally, first of all, it must be a very tolerant regime, and the policy must be very enlightened, and it must be guaranteed that the ship girls and the Sirens will not fight each other, and the force must be passable.

The Bolsheviks, who have so many resources, are indeed very suitable for forcing the Junkers to make changes, but they have to be careful if they want to use them - if they really want to use their swords to kill people, first of all, the other party has to appeal to iron and blood politics, and there must be a more suitable one. The name, coupled with enough interests, at the same time do enough concealment.

"You mean, leave it to them?"

Bismarck's eyes became strange.

It seems that it is not so difficult to accept, as an alternative.

After all, she is the battleship Bismarck, and she is not the pride of the family with Feng in the name. She has a little sense of belonging to Junker, but those guys have been holding back her legs for a day or two, and her patience is also limited.

After all, she is serving the country, not the family and individuals.

"One of our original plans was to ask the Soviet Union to help us solve the hidden dangers in Eastern Europe. If we give the Kremlin a reason..."

She thought of something, and shook her head to herself: "It still doesn't work, we can't let the Soviets completely dominate, but at least those Junkers who want to keep their status and wealth must face up to our proposal-you did a good job , Spey."

"It's good to help you."

"Gneisenau is already on the way, and the royal mission is also on the way. We have not yet restored the alliance. If the conditions are right and the time is right, maybe Moscow will be able to resolve the differences that have plagued us for more than ten years— —”

Bismarck held his hand on the table with a sigh of relief: "...the only qualified commander... Heh, although emotionally speaking, I really want to meet him in person, but for the sake of the overall situation, I can't show too much to him. Much kindness."

"The big picture?"

"In order for everyone to have a good home, Nimi has already found a place by his side, but what about our other sisters?"

Bismarck pursed his thin lips: "Everything I do now is to ensure the irreplaceable position of Iron Blood in his heart in the future—"

...I think this kind of worry is unnecessary.

There was a scene where a "Queen of Spires" crossed her arms and unconsciously exposed her finger wearing a diamond ring before, and Spey slandered her so much.

To be reasonable, the chairman of the Planned Economic Commission of the new Soviet Union is still the grape——

……

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