Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Commander! The iron-blooded camp has sufficient logistical supplies, and the level of technology is the most developed among all camps. According to the deflection force of the earth, the monsoon and the position of the sun, I think we should be in the South Pacific Ocean. So my suggestion is to sail north Alright, collect all the resources along the way, and after finding the route protected by the Sakura Fleet, send a contact at the supply point or base to identify the iron-blooded ship, and then you can ask the ally Sakura for assistance—"

Although the positioning system has failed, through various data collection, the basic sense of direction of the two ships is still there.

"South Pacific——Sure enough, there are many similarities in the geographical location and faction distribution of our two worlds."

Kremlin nodded when he heard the words, but then put his hands on his hips and said straightforwardly: "No——"

"Hey!!" Although he knew that it was not so easy to convince Kremlin, Z-23 still felt a little frustrated because of the other party's unwavering attitude.

"I don't think it's a problem to go north, and I plan to do so—"

He said firmly: "But it is absolutely impossible to ask Sakura for help——Captain Z-23, can you be sure that the movements of the outside forces are the same as you remember?"

"Eh? Uh! The alliance between Sakura and Iron Blood can be traced back to the early days of the United Atlantic Fleet—"

"It doesn't matter how good the relationship used to be. The world will always revolve around basic interests. Yesterday's allies are today's enemies. Haven't you heard this?"

The Kremlin sneered: he had been allies with the British, he had also been allies with the Americans, and he even had occasional contacts with the Japanese. Generally speaking, it is shattered when it is said to be shattered.

"Besides, warships like mine are considered alien to you, right? Don't you worry about iron-blooded scientists dismantling me for research? Or I'll never be allowed to leave port for research? I'm very powerful, and I can't lose to any battleship one-on-one. , but I still can’t consume an entire main fleet with sufficient supplies, and various forces encircle and suppress me for the equipment and technology on my body...it is very likely to happen.”

It sounds narcissistic, but what the Kremlin said is also realistic.

"Then what are you going to do, Commander?"

Z-23 thinks it makes some sense, but she really can't imagine how the Sangvis compatriots raised the barrel to her and her commander——

"One, don't trust anyone or any force, not even your allies, except the motherland and your battleship."

The strong man raised his index finger.

"Second, go north to confirm the distribution of the islands, compare them with my chart, and find the route back to the mainland port."

He paused, then raised his third finger: "Three, requisition all the things that can be swept away along the way, take those who don't have an owner, and requisition those who have an owner depending on the situation. This is a necessary act to ensure our survival. "

I thought that Z-23, who seemed to be only a junior high school student, would express dissatisfaction and worry about her "expropriation" behavior, but her entanglement was not here——

"We have a common enemy, the Siren, so as long as all the forces belonging to the ship's mother can be trusted to a certain extent-they may not help, but at least they will not harm us. I am willing to use my torpedo tube Guaranteed!" She clenched her hand tightly with a full face, and leaned forward slightly——

"That's trustworthy for you, I'm not a ship girl."

The Kremlin sank the Z-23 with just one bland sentence.

"Huh—I see!"

Pacing in the direction of the fort somewhat dejectedly, Z-23 pointed to the low cement gray building and said, "There should be oil wells and material production lines below, which are usually matched with construction machines. Commander, we will store these resources Take them all first—”

Ship girls will question the commander's decision-making, but in the end, they will still give priority to the commander.

"Oh? Supplies? Just what I want. Let me see what your supplies look like—"

……

Putting two barrels of oil on the deck of the Kremlin, the girl frowned because she couldn't convince the captain, and searched for all the words in her poor memory that could convince him of Iron Blood.

However, considering the... um, "speciality" of the iron-blooded warship girl, she felt a little guilty that a humanoid warship like the commander, no matter in terms of concept or "body", would definitely be different from her former companions. conflict.

It's okay to go to the royal family or the white eagle, but to join my original camp... Sigh.

As for the Northern Union...the current location is basically useless, they have to travel half a world away to reach the cold continent in the north.

"Om—" While she was struggling, a large piece of dazzling golden light exploded from the sea area where the heavy cruiser was slowly sinking.

"Eh-ah!! It's over, I forgot!!"

Looking at the light emanating from the overturned heavy cruiser wreckage in the distance, Z-23 suddenly raised his head, and then remembered that he forgot to explain the meaning of the term "sea area purification" to the commander.

With the destruction of the elite heavy cruisers, the isolated island where they were located and a small piece of nearby sea area have entered a safe state, and newborn ship girls may surface at any time.

According to the habits of those ordinary commanders, at this time, they should go to the position where the enemy's flagship is sunk and try to "salvage" the newborn ship girl, and incorporate it into their own fleet.

"commander!"

After Z-23 quickly threw the fuel into the cabin of the Kremlin, he yelled at the strong man who was also transporting goods to the ship——

"We may have a new companion!"

"Huh? Companion?"

Kremlin paused while carrying three barrels of oil, and also noticed the unusual strong light: "Is there a shadow of a ship nearby? Where is the direction? Are you referring to that light?"

"You just sank the heavy cruiser at the level of the area manager. After she sank, she released a new ship girl—see that piece of golden light? She is in a nascent state, and now you went to collect her words, she is There will be no opinions!"

Z-23 knows that the Kremlin is always tense in the new environment, and in order to reassure the Kremlin, she is very active in salvaging or building new companions—no matter which faction the new companions come from.

"Compilation?"

Kremlin pursed his lips, and looked at the sea level with some hesitation—even if he listened to Z-23, the new ship girl would be happy to join their strange mixed fleet, and he had to first consider whether his own people could afford to increase the number of ships supply pressure.

"...Commander, whether you can support the ship's wife is not something you need to consider now!"

Seeing that the Kremlin did not let down its vigilance at all, Z-23 shouted loudly on the deck: "If you use your ship as a mobile platform to carry the ship, the supplies consumed by the ship will be almost zero! Unless we are sent to sea to fight or carry out Support the shelling, or we won't eat your fuel!"

The poor iron-blooded girl suddenly felt a little humble. After all, it can be said to be lucky or unlucky to meet such a commander whose combat power is much stronger than her own. Compared with her small arms and legs, fuel has to be given priority give him--

"That is to say, if you don't go into the sea or fire on my hull, you won't consume it?" Kremlin also yelled loudly.

"? No, that's right..."

What a strange statement that is... Z-23 defamation.

"Well, as long as we can increase our combat effectiveness..."

The Soviet brawny man is actually quite subtle in his heart. Many soldiers and civilians have equated his own existence with "magic" in private, and war creations like ship girls are more unscientific than him in every respect:

"Will the newborn ship girl obey orders completely?"

"Generally speaking..."

As long as you don't make any particularly rude requests.

Z-23 complained in his heart.

After all, no matter whether it is the built ship girl or the salvaged ship girl, they will have a certain affection for the commander who gave them a new life. This is the nature of the ship girl, and it can also be said to be a kind of "insurance rule".

"Well, we have emptied all the oil. Now we use this isolated island as our first landmark. There is really nowhere to go in the future. We can go back and get some automatically generated oil and supplies..." He clapped his hands Ashes of existence—

"Now, go and see the captain and... the companion you mentioned."

The change of title caused a lot of trouble for Kremlin. Whenever he thought that the girl in front of him had the command over him, but she didn't have the sense of responsibility and identity as a Soviet officer, it gave him a headache.

She must be changed!

Dragging the oil barrel into the engine room, Kremlin found that these concentrated fuels were amazing, not only clean and efficient, but also only half a barrel could keep him at his maximum combat speed for a day.If there is this new type of resource on the earth, there will definitely be another bloodbath.

They collected more than 30 barrels from the island. Unfortunately, all the machinery for generating resources cannot be removed, so out of instinctive savings, he still does not intend to let the Z-23 go into the sea.

After thinking secretly, he blew the whistle——

"Right rudder two, two into three!"

As the Kremlin's instructions to its own hull rang through the ship's radio, the Soviet steel behemoth rumbled forward, turned right and left the island, approaching the sea of ​​sunken ships that never faded away.

"Okay, that's awesome..."

Although the Z-23 is stable, it is still compared to the destroyer mother. When the Kremlin rides the wind and waves, the sides of the ship cut the water waves, and advance like cutting a huge crack in the sea, she is still excitedly holding on to the guardrail. The moist eyes are full of longing for the explosive power of the battleship.

Beautiful girls always like big and powerful objects.

"This is the power of the Soviet...Captain, I know many senior designers in the Red Navy, and they will definitely be willing to design, modify and equip you with better weapons and equipment."

Kremlin pointed back to the bridge behind him with pride: "For example, the fire control radar - as long as you join the alliance..."

Look at this cutting-edge fire control, high-speed dual-purpose gun, can the Germans afford it?

However, Z-23 suppressed the longing in his eyes, and turned his head away: "Commander, the ship girl cannot choose her own origin and camp."

"But one's destiny should not be bound by one's birth. You can pursue a better life. But I believe that the advanced must defeat the backward."

Holding his sailor cap, Kremlin spoke meaningfully like a political commissar who knows this well.

"I'm sorry, but the commander can't go back to the Soviet Union right now?" Z-23 shook his head firmly: "If I agree to you easily, you will think of me as a frivolous girl... The Jagged Battleship Believe what you see with your own eyes... So, before observing the specific situation of the alliance, I dare not promise you anything."

If the location of the Soviet Union is really the same area as the Northern Union...

Will the Commander join the Northern Union?Or is he determined to go back to his great hometown?

After Jianniang refused, she fell into deep thought on her own.

"Your thinking is very rational." Kremlin wasn't annoyed either, he knew that instigating rebellion... Cough, thinking transformation requires patience, if Z-23 is particularly happy to abandon her service experience and join the alliance, he will feel very wrong.

Anyway, he has a way--

Kremlin thought of the collection of books in his captain's cabin, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a kind smile.

No language barrier, the contagious power of many red books will surely help him quickly transform Z-23 and turn her into a comrade.

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Chapter 03 Why are you still a German?

"Two into one!" Kremlin began to let the hull advance at half speed——

When this weird exchange finally ended with the two sides closing their mouths, they also approached the position where the golden light was emitted. At this moment, the broken hull only left a huge vortex in the original sea area. Unnecessary damage can only slow down the speed.

"Let's keep this safe distance... How do we salvage your companion next? Use a crane?"

"No, it doesn't matter whether the commander personally activates the newborn ship girl, or the subordinate ship girl directly contacts it." Z-23 shook his head.

"Then I'll lower the lifeboat."

"...? Commander, why don't you just send me down?"

Z-23's small face was full of doubts.

"There's no such thing as putting the captain in danger himself." The brawny man put his hands on his hips: "And it's more fuel-efficient for me to go."

"...Aren't you a ship too? Do you still need a lifeboat?"

"But the core of the battleship, that is, my physical body is still subject to certain restrictions, and I can't walk on water like you, and use a lifeboat to approach the target...just to save a little water." The strong man spread his hands.

Justified and convincing.

Although Z-23 feels that the Kremlin's savings are unnecessary.