Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"Bismarck rectified Junkers and sent new sacrifices to Moscow, and the Kremlin believed that the motivation of sacrifices for revenge would become sharp knives that would tear apart more Junkers." Abruzzi's purple pupils were filled with anxiety .

"Besides, Gneisenau refused to tell me anything more, but I saw her rubbing a lot of "applications" in the wastebasket, and seemed to be distressed about how to give her loyalty to that man."

"hiss."

Littorio started to have a toothache again.

"How about... Let's make sense first... Don't let him think that we must not cooperate with his work?"

"Are you sure you want to join the Red Army? Can they bring about change in Italy? The Workers' Party I know is a loose group, and it hasn't changed after so many years."

Abruzzi also fell into hesitation.

"It's just to stabilize him. There are many ways to stabilize him."

At this time, Veneto tapped his palm: "Change the title - don't call him general or sir, call him commander like those girls, anyway, he is the only one in the world who deserves this title."

"That's the only way to go. What about the follow-up? What if he thinks this is a signal of our surrender? I heard that he killed thousands of Northern League officials. This is true for his own people, but even more so for those in the Senate. You won't be soft-handed, will you?"

"Well, let's leave the rest in the bathhouse! I'll have an open and honest talk with him—" Veneto made a serious plan.

"...Huh??" Whether it was Abruzzi or Littorio, they were all shocked by the naive speech of their chief flagship.

Chapter 326

"...Veneto remains the same."

As a ship girl with a relatively open and neutral personality, Barr doesn't hate Littorio's teasing, but if she dares to do it... Vichy Flagship will definitely let her know how the extra 4 380s will hit her. How painful.

The task of salvaging the loot is left to the destroyers, and the warships can only let the wind out on board... Da Ke still implements his philosophy of saving what he can, and consuming a little more fuel will make him feel distressed for a long time, so even if Barr Such a "wind-chasing woman" can only obediently hold a glass of red wine, chatting with Littorio about old times.

"Isn't that right... She actually suggested just now that we hope we take a bath with the commander to gain mutual trust... My God, it's as cute as the ancients in the early years of AD." Littorio complained in a joking tone Seeing the innocence of the Chief Flagship Your Excellency.

"...To the Commander, our small thoughts in private can only be regarded as playfulness and adjustment between children..."

When Barr heard this, he did not immediately agree with Littorio, but his tone became deep: "He has been tolerant of us, but this kind of tolerance is not forever, we have to respond, Littorio, the Senate is not yours. Built, you are not obliged to wipe their ass - the commander's love is partial, but the anger is equal -"

"I didn't say that I must be responsible for the Senate—hey, you sound like a preaching priest, why? You started to preach the glory of the gods like Richelieu? But I listen to the object of your belief. There seems to be a problem..."

"Yes, I am practicing the Word."

"..."

Littorio almost spilled the wine.

Good guy, are you co-authoring the Kremlin as Jesus?

She glanced calmly at Dake who was introducing Akashi to Torricelli—he didn't seem to know that the two little guys were actually in contact quite frequently.

But then, Littorio hastily withdrew his gaze.

Because Kremlin's attention was also divided partly on his side, his expression was very helpless, and he always looked at Jean Barr's upturned butt intentionally or unintentionally, but there was no appreciation or lust in it, and he might just be confused by her speech Big head.

After all, he is a cloth party member, he must be an atheist——

But Jean Bart was not aware of this, and was still preaching about the miracle of Da Ke, until the Kremlin ordered the submarine, and slapped his big hand on Jean Bart's shoulders...

"Excuse me—let Comrade Barr, I think there are some things we need to talk about, and it won't work any longer."

There are many black things hidden in his smile, squirming under the bright sun, and Vichy's leader didn't even have time to resist, he was dragged by him with one hand and slid into the bridge——

"commander--??"

The [-]-ton super battleship was captured by Da Ke without any resistance.

"Boom!"

The sound of the isolation door being slammed was eye-catching, but all the shipwives of Fleet International glanced at the No. [-] turret with a normal face, and saw that there was no movement there, so they continued to enjoy the food with peace of mind.

In this atmosphere, it is absolutely unbelievable to say that they came out to support the battle. It is similar to an armed parade.

Littorio wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and pricked up his ears, but there was neither painful whimpering nor panting, not even angry scolding, she really couldn't guess that Dake was looking for him. What is the purpose of Jean Barr.

About 10 minutes later, Xie Fei held today's main dish with a delicate expression - a piece of beef and pushed open the isolation door, followed by Jean Bart, who was erratic.

Her expression was as if someone had pulled out her spine, and her slender white legs couldn't stand upright, and she staggered and leaned against the side rail again.

Considering the character and courage of the female pirate, Littorio swears that she has never seen Barr lose his composure like this:

"...the commander...what happened to you?"

"...Am I really wrong?"

Ignoring Littorio's concern, Barr still looked blank, with the appearance of collapsed faith:

"So what happened? He has a big caliber, you can't accept it? Do you need a repair ship to help?"

"...?"

Jean Barr was in a daze at first, but when he heard the question about Lito's color, he tilted his head, and he almost performed for her to use his head to create a rotating gravity collapse, and use a supergravity cannon to crush the green-haired woman.

"No, he just... Forget it, you wouldn't understand it even after he said it."

……

Da Ke naturally didn't make a move to Baer, ​​although this woman looked willing to devote herself, but Da Ke was not those bastards in the diocese, and he would not use the name of God to pluck the wool of the Vichy girl.

He just completely opened up his spiritual world and let her feel his psionic essence.

From the launch of his hull, the laying of the keel, to the completion of training, the combination of various complex technologies and scientific theories allow the framework formed by Zelo to be able to afford various "miracles".

When he learned that the miracle performed in Spain, in a sense, in Dake's hometown, as long as it was a warship, Barr's mentality exploded.

She couldn't connect the past self who blindly worshiped the power of the Kremlin with the present self who accepted the truth, and even became autistic for a time.

Fortunately, Dake guided her to feel the psionic power by hand - through the way of blessing Barr to take things from the air and interact with the mind, Barr finally believed what Dake said - psionic power is also objective, no It depends on human will, but it needs human will to control it.It is still an observable energy in itself, rather than an unexplainable phenomenon.

"The ones who left this thing are not gods. They are extraterrestrial civilizations and pioneers. They broke free from the shackles of their parent star and traveled in the starry sky thousands of years earlier than human beings. We just inherited their legacy, but there is no doubt that they are not God—With such examples, I have to suspect that the gods mentioned in the legends of various countries all have the shadow of aliens."

Ten minutes earlier, Dake pointed to the Zeluochen processing line in his core area, and analyzed to Jean Barr——

Such a rational analysis caused Barr's faith to be shattered twice in a row.

Establishing faith is very difficult and takes a long time, but it only takes a moment from doubt to disillusionment. Da Ke is also an old Red Army. He has been procrastinating and not talking to Jean Barr in order to increase Vichy's sense of belonging and cohesion in a short time. But now it seems that the side effects are too great. Based on the principle that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, he personally shattered all the unrealistic expectations Jean Barr had of himself.

This woman needs to calm down for a while, and no matter how Lito comforts her at this time, it will not work.

"Leave me alone... go find someone else to drink by yourself, I still need... Phew, check it out."

In desperation, Littorio had no choice but to shift his target.

And finally wrote a version of the application that satisfies him, and Ge Nai finally had time to go to the deck to breathe...

It was very deserted in front of Iron Blood's table, only Zeppelin and Geney, who had come to hug each other to keep warm - were just right for Littorio to attack.

Those two exuded a chilling atmosphere, and even the destroyer next to them circled around to avoid them.

"...the remaining prestige is still there." Ge Nai propped his cheeks, and actually had a little interest in teasing Zeppelin.

She is much more relaxed now, and she can only enjoy it if she can't resist—anyway, the resources promised by the Kremlin are slowly getting in place, and she has no reason or identity to fight against Da Ke, coupled with Bismarck's order, this calmness can even be said to be It's a little late.

"The strong are always lonely - only the same strong can get close to each other and relieve each other's loneliness, Ge Nai, you have made some progress recently." Zeppelin raised his feet, not because of his alienation And feel lost.

"Are you talking about my strength? Originally, I was eager to gain strength, but when Iron Blood was hit hard, I realized that I was already dazzled by strength. I was on the blue route, step by step, slow down a little A little footsteps are acceptable... Neither I nor Bismarck are too eager to get things done."

Gnay pinched his beret, his face was calm: "The commander will be willing to adjust his strategic layout according to the situation of each camp, instead of following the way of the North Alliance, which has made me feel much more at ease. After a while In time I will officially fight alongside you—"

"Then you have to call me comrade first."

"...Speaking of which, I really haven't heard you call Comrade Commander..." Genai's eyes wandered for a while. This comrade is not that comrade, and he really needs to do some psychological construction.

"We are all called by name directly, and generally work hard, rarely communicate, and working hours will not affect each other."

"Privately?"

"on the bed."

"???"

Seeing the embarrassment of Genay's half-sliding glasses, Zeppelin felt a little happier, and took the initiative to change the topic away.

"It's all Littorio's busy work. Veneto has been watching since boarding the ship. I don't know what they have to worry about... The commander has the ability to easily destroy them and the Sardinian Empire. They don't have a choice-"

"Not everyone can recognize the reality immediately, otherwise we wouldn't be able to resist for so long..." Genai muttered.

"I seldom see Veneto, and a few times I met with her from a distance... She gave me an inexplicably familiar feeling, but I can't remember which sister she looks particularly like."

"Are you trying to say that she looks like Z-46 who is two sizes bigger?"

"Yes yes yes - that's what it feels like! A full-fledged Z-46!"

The two iron-blooded boatmen who were still full of rigid faces just now suddenly laughed out loud, and the trembling appearance made Lito, who was worrying about not having a topic to intervene, bewildered.

You Germans have the same incredible sense of humor as ever.

When Dake heard the laughter, he also glanced at this side, and after noticing that Ge Nai's mind was becoming more and more relaxed, he took the initiative to move towards this side with an orange juice.

Zheng and Lito collide again.

"Ms. Littorio really cares about maintaining the relationship with her colleagues—won't you let Ms. Veneto accompany you?" Da Ke didn't mean to ridicule her, but felt that she was a bit tired of being so busy and courteous. .

"Because she is not good at diplomacy, Commander, I can only let the charming Littorio do it for me."

While seeing Dake's face, although Littorio was a little nervous, he also began to think about some things.

As I just eavesdropped on Ge Nai's conversation, there are some things that you can't just refuse if you want to. Even if it's kind, it's the kindness imposed on you by the strong.

The laws of this world have never changed, how can I have the confidence to get something out of Dake's mouth?

...Maybe the only way to get him to give a lot of money is to take a bath, a nonsense method.

Lito looked at Dake's face carefully in a daze, and suddenly remembered a piece of common sense——

The shelf life of high-end hair is relatively short. Regardless of whether it is a handsome man or a beautiful woman, it will start to decline seriously around the age of 25. She heard from other sources that Da Ke is 27 this year. It is really impossible to imagine how handsome he was when he was young-but now, This face that makes her super appetizing can last for about 3 years... I don't know if he, as a psychic, can stay young forever.

The so-called "to catch up with the limelight of youth and sing as much as you want", Lito doesn't want to fight a long-term battle, she just wants to taste the taste of Da Ke immediately.

It means that if you enter his body and his life, you can guarantee the interests of Sardinia, it is definitely a win-win situation.

The idea of ​​a ritona to a toothache finally went sour.

"The great baths in Rome are world-renowned. I would like to invite a few of my allies to go back to Rome to rest for a few days and experience the Italian bathing culture. Commander, are you interested in coming together?"

"...?"

Dake frowned: "You mean..."