Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Chapter 325 You Don't Even Call Me Commander

"...Hmm, it turns out that sometimes the more you want to reduce your presence, the easier it is for people to notice... But Commander, you shouldn't be interested in a guy with no meat like me, right?" The expression on Torricelli's face, which was supported by Dake with one hand, changed slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was happiness or something.

"Why do you all give priority to the perspective of the opposite sex-do I look like the kind of lustful guy?"

Dake raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's just because you have a pretty face that won't do anything to a dark ship girl like me, huh... but generally the more iconic you are, the dirtier your mind... er , Of course, this is not talking about you, it is talking about some guys sent by the Senate to make friends with us."

"..."

pretty?

It was the first time that Dake heard You Jianniang praise him so much, and he was quite embarrassed when he heard it——

... It doesn't matter if I say a few more compliments.

"Then do you think your mind is dirty? Miss Torricelli." Da Ke became playful.

Are you trying to call me ugly? Well, indeed, I seldom take care of myself—Torricelli is quite self-aware, and she is confident that the other party will not have criminal motives against her with her sloppy and useless of.

"According to what you said, you must be the kind of woman with a very dark mind."

However, the man changed his offensive and used her own words instead, which dealt a powerful blow to her defense.

"Eh……?"

Faced with Dake's oblique compliment, Torricelli was at a loss for a while, and just hung there, his face flushed brightly:

"Commander, you're also interested in people like me..."

"Of course, you are said to be a very good physicist?"

"..."

Torricelli immediately understood what Dake meant, and then slightly suppressed the sprouting seeds in his heart.

Oh, are you greedy for my technology?That would make sense.

"Even if you don't need to praise me, I will provide you with technical support, huh, but you can't miss the vacation. As a Soviet, you will insist on the eight-hour work system?"

"For situations other than combat and special emergencies, it is eight hours."

Da Ke is also straightforward.

"Can I study your body composition? Huh... This subject is quite tempting to me..."

"No problem, as long as it is a legal and reasonable experiment, we will support it."

"Okay, I'll be yours from now on, uhhhhhh, but you still have to find a way to deal with Littorio, she's an out-and-out flamboyant... Uh, it's more appropriate to describe it as 'famous lady'? "

"You go and eat something first, and I'll deal with it over there."

In this way, an "underground agreement" was reached, and "Shuizao" and Mao Xiong reached an agreement, each took what they needed, and they talked happily.

And Littorio, who had already sorted out his mentality, found a rose from nowhere, cleared his throat, came behind Dake, and pointed the flower core towards his nose.

"Handsome~ Can I take up some of your time—"

Littorio did not protest against his poaching behavior as Dake had expected, but narrowed one eye slightly, and the other eye revealed a charming light, like a gentleman expressing his favor to the girl he likes, Handed the flowers in front of him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Ms. Littorio, we have plenty of time to discuss before all the loot is salvaged."

And Da Ke will not reproduce the tricks used by himself and Torri on Littorio.

This is the real leader of the faction—although he intentionally left Littorio alone for a few minutes, but the other party came first to show his weakness and gave him face, so he had to give her the same respect.

"However, this flower—" Dake's eyes fell on the rose, a little weird.

"The loveliest rose is given to the loveliest man - Mr. Kremlin. Waiting is boring, but waiting for you is not boring."

"……thanks."

Maozi does not mean sexist, but even in Russia, it is still a rare case for a woman to send flowers to a man.

He suddenly understood why Torricelli regarded his boss as a "playboy".

"This siege operation is really thanks to you and your fleet. Sardinia will repay you. What do you need? As long as I, Littorio, can do it—"

Although this generous gesture was contrived, it unexpectedly made Dake not hate him.

"Oh? What if I said that I want you, ma'am, to join our fleet?" Da Ke's tone was a little dangerous——

"Will you agree to such an impolite request?"

"Of course—it's not possible, after all, the procedures for changing camps are very troublesome...and the Senate will not agree."

Littorio laughed twice, it was hard to imagine that her delicate body could make such a sassy sound.

"That is to say, you will be happy to get the Senate?"

"Hahaha... Mr. Kremlin, your words are really interesting and direct... There are some things you won't understand until you arrive in our mainland. Of course, I can make a guarantee in advance. The Senate represents half of Sardinia. The other half of secular power is controlled by us, and I personally appreciate you very much."

"Oh, I get it."

Dake immediately picked up his "walkie-talkie" and dialed Z-23.

Generally speaking, it is enough to use psychic communication, but this time, in order to let the girls in Sardinia feel his "sincerity", he put up a special ostentation very maliciously.

"Comrade Commander!"

"Is the work going well? Comrade Captain——"

"Well, the construction of Reutov's psionic collider has been completed - it is expected to be put into experiment early next month, and the Sufeng movement in Moscow is coming to an end..."

"For the report, we can wait until night——now there is an urgent task that I need to trouble you to bring—"

"please say."

"All comrades from the Moscow and Caucasus War Department entered the sea from Novorossiysk and set off today. We will help the allies of Sardinia wipe out the remnants of the Sirens in the Mediterranean Sea."

"Eh??? Can I go to sea to fight??? Boom—"

The person on the phone did not hide his excitement. Even though he had done a lot of political work under the guidance of Da Ke, Z-23 still maintained a certain level of enthusiasm. When he heard that he had the opportunity to return to work with Da Ke , she was so happy that she kicked over the chair, and there was a clanging sound in the office.

"Calm down, Comrade Captain, this batch of comrades who go to sea give priority to those who stay in the field, including oil fields and experimental troops. By the way, let Eugen prepare a personnel transfer application. All departments should coordinate."

"Understood, I'll do it now!"

After putting down the phone, Dake looked back at Littorio, who was almost dumbfounded, and shrugged.

"...Thank you for your kindness...but here in the Mediterranean Sea..." Littorio felt his calf twist a bit, and Dake's "gentle" smile looked like a devil to her.

"We have never said that the Black Sea is the Black Sea of ​​the Soviet Union. Similarly, we do not want to hear the words that the Mediterranean Sea is the Queen's Garden of Sardinia appear in diplomatic rhetoric-do you understand that?"

"……Um."

Nodding her head, "Lady" has lost all her gallantry and flamboyance just now, and she looks surprisingly well-behaved and pitiful.

"The rose is very fragrant, thank you again, I will put it in the command room."

Da Ke raised the flowers: "Let's not talk about spoiling the fun, today's banquet will have wine from Balia, sponsored by the Spanish government—if you don't mind..."

"Well, then drink two cups first to increase your appetite... Hahaha——"

The moment Littorio turned around, he felt chills down his spine, and couldn't even maintain the playful expression on his face.

She sat back next to Veneto in a somewhat dejected manner, holding her chin, her face full of fear:

"...that man is of the highest rank."

Littorio's tone was actually a little gritty: "The extreme self-confidence born of strong desire and huge strength... Tsk, it's a bit difficult to get hold of..."

"Even you, who are the most sociable, say it's difficult... It seems that we are in danger..."

Veneto sighed.

"No, the more high-level I am, the more I have to work hard-you know, I can get one or two replies from the head maid of Befa, who doesn't like oil and salt... I can't believe that this man would be indifferent to my attention."

"Is he planning to send troops to occupy Rome and force the Senate to dissolve?"

"No, he intends to force us to do it ourselves."

"Eh???" Veneto was stunned.

"Keep it down, shhh—"

Littorio's face was blue, and she always seemed to be lacking in self-confidence, but there was no way, their current situation was so sad, she couldn't help but let go of her previous high-profile:

"Spain should have been softened. Look at the wines for this meal. They are all specially provided by the royal family of Barcelona...Which one is from Balia..."

Littorio took a sip, the slightly sour drink left only bitterness in her mouth.

"Did you hear the conversation between him and Torricelli just now? He's decided on us...just to give us a sense of 'participation' so he didn't immediately recruit us..."

"Can't it be like maintaining the red axis - more comfortable?"

"I'm afraid not. It should be Bismarck and Belfast who made the plan for him. Also, when I went to the bridge just now, I heard the broadcast of Elizabeth's abdication... This message was a day ago, and they are still talking about it." Let it go, to show off the 'trophy' to us..." Littorio's throat twitched.

"..." Veneto almost fainted directly.

"Elizabeth...??"

"It is estimated that Bismarck's side is coming soon. There have been many changes in the past few days when we were not in the capital, but there is no doubt that the appetite for restarting the 'Warsaw Pact' is not small. At present, except for our side, he has collected all The members of the central axis also brought in the North Alliance—oh, it’s called the Soviet Union now, and you have to change your words quickly, or if you let him hold on to this, I’m afraid it will scratch our skin.”

"Will we...will we welcome another Mussolini?? Or even..." Although Veneto is the chief flagship, her indecision has not been relieved by her high position, and she still has to talk to Lito. Leo discussed together: "We can't afford the loss of following the wrong person...even if he is a man approved by Bismarck..."

"It still needs to be tested. If he is the kind of guy who is very happy but has no real achievements, we will take Italy out of everything, but at present, it seems that the support he has received from Shige Sakura is almost unreserved...and he is very clear. Where our weakness lies."

Littorio's gaze fell on the dozing Shinano from time to time—although she seemed to be sleeping peacefully, the "nobility" on her body could not be ignored, which made her look like a "respect" attraction when placed there .

"...Is this offering a god on board? She is the new chief flagship, right?" Littorio's eyebrows twitched.

"I heard that Shinano can take over immediately if he wants to. Amagi let her go... Could it be that he wants me to work with the Kremlin for a while?" Veneto muttered.

Littorio looked away suspiciously: "Jean Bart... and Algeria..."

"I am back."

The two sipped their wine bit by bit, until the wine was finished, Duke Abruzzi shook his cloak and slipped over with a solemn expression.

"Don't you stop him from continuing to contact our escort? He sent snacks to all the destroyers."

"It's not necessary, but it will make his attitude change sharply. It's just a small favor."

Littorio shook his head: "The result?"