Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

"……Eh??"

Noshiro didn't understand the hint of the big dog, but she could also smell the madness of this woman from Atago's much stronger breath, and her face turned red instantly.

terrible!As expected of Atago-senpai——Commander, please don't worry!

However, when she pushed the door nervously and entered, Da Ke was still reviewing documents at his desk, his movements were agile, and he didn't seem to be uncomfortable.

However, Noshiro feels that compared with when he first landed in Italy, his cheeks seem to have sunken a few millimeters, and his body fat percentage seems to have decreased...

Probably an illusion...?

She shyly approached the commander, although the intention of coming was very clear, but seeing the strong man working hard, a small sense of guilt still sprouted in her heart, which made her really embarrassed to disturb him.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish this approval."

After annotating the document, Da Ke put the nametag on and closed the cap of the pen, and then exhaled, pressing his temples on both sides with one hand, and put on a tired and unloving gesture.

"..." It seems that the senior has indeed created quite a lot of pressure on the commander.

In addition to being distressed, Noshiro just sat obediently on the reception sofa next to him, his awe-inspiring appearance was somewhat similar to that of Okake who was pretending to be steady before.

"I've worked hard on you recently, and I can represent comrades, but I still want to ask you, do you really need to schedule shifts?"

When Dake raised his head, Noshiro noticed that the aura in the man's eyes had dimmed a bit.

"...Well, I just want to spend more time communicating with the commander..."

Noshiro shook his hands forward: "But now I understand, we thought we were doing something to help you reduce your burden, but in fact it was just adding pressure to you..."

"That's not it."

Seeing that she actually felt a little guilty, Dake quickly shook his head and sighed again, recalling the flirtatious posture of Atago hitting him like a wave just now, he had the aftertaste of being in a dream—no, to be precise It is half of the body that is not awake yet, but the head is almost able to think.

"To me, your unconditional love for me is like a dream. I maintain a habit of restraining myself because I am afraid of waking up from the dream. It's not that my body can't bear it."

Da Ke is very sure that as long as BB-24 is in good condition, he will always be at the peak of his physical fitness, and he doesn't have to worry about being put into the hospital by the ship girls.

"However, it's true that too much pleasure will make the brain a little dull. The approval of the document just now has been slower than usual for more than ten seconds. It is estimated that this state will last for more than ten minutes... I am not very sure."

"Is it because Miss Atago is too powerful?"

Noshiro doesn't like to hide things very much. This is what Dake appreciates about her, and it's also what makes others a headache.

"...You can put it this way, so Nodai, you must not learn from that woman."

For some reason, Noshiro seemed to be hallucinating—Okake's body was really starting to drop slag like weathered plaster.

"I understand! Then, let's start with the knee pillow—I also hope that I can heal the commander's heart."

As Noyo said, he raised his chest and raised his head——patted his delicate thigh.

Then he put Kremlin, who was sitting next to her, looking tired, on his lap.

The tightness of the leg meat reminded Dake of the tire core he pinched when he was helping in Murmansk.

The feel of rustling nylon is a little rougher than expected, but if the earlobe sinks inward along the grain, it is inexplicably silky and unstoppable.

Although it is a very tasteless and sentimental analogy, Da Ke can only think of the touch of some industrial products that can make people happy. This is due to his lack of experience caused by the limited range of activities.

On top of that, Noshiro's legs are obviously warmer and more human...

At least she is much gentler than Atago, that woman always wants to have a fierce fight, she has never played before, and even wants to reproduce the weightless state that day with Dake, but after being "pull the weeping willow upside down" by Dake, she restrained herself a little After a while, Noshiro left a little bit of food scraps.

Dake intends to just touch a spot like this, and pass the most difficult time, and Noshiro is also very cooperative. For her, just feeling the heat of Kremlin's cheek like this already makes her feel so happy that she wants to cock Feet - but that would push the commander's neck higher, which is not beautiful.

But as if to shatter Dake's "lazy" fantasy, with three soft knocks, Xianghe's plump body squeezed in through the crack of the door.

She is the third "intelligence officer" today, but because Atago took up too much time, she couldn't wait any longer, and felt that the atmosphere in the room was quite peaceful, so she acted generously as if they were not doing business. walked in easily—

Noshiro, who was still intoxicated and distressed, was shocked by the pretty face that was specially decorated with cherry blossom makeup.

"Commander, I just saw the first team go out—huh?"

Xianghe also let out a very soft cry.

"...Is it not over yet? Or is it already over? Could Xianghe come at the wrong time?"

"No, you came just in time."

Dake was too lazy to look up.

Before, he found a soundtrack album from the White Eagle specialty brought by Honolulu, it was a rap music, and there was a classic line in it: Life is a watch, but she refused to divorce me——

Dake has entered a state of reckless mayfly, in other words, now he has forgotten his all-powerful appearance on the battlefield, he is completely a sunfish that is eaten and played by the seals, and he empties his spirit, and his psychic power Unprecedented stability.

Do whatever you can, I'm tired.

He even stretched his waist on Noshiro's lap, and deliberately stuffed his ears into the gap between the black silk.

"……Eh?"

Facing the Kremlin that everyone demanded, Xianghe's slender and graceful neck turned slightly, showing a puzzled expression.

But soon, she nodded seriously again.

"Since the commander said so, the little girl is being rude. Nodai-san, please serve the commander with me."

After all, she began to untie her corset in front of Noshiro's pupils that suddenly dilated——

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Chapter 336 All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence

When the sun rose as usual on the third day of sailing, the outline of Istanbul also appeared in front of the "Red Navy".

No matter how vast the Black Sea is and how many commercial routes it connects, it is an inland sea after all. Excluding the Black Sea Strait that is strangled by Turkey, there is no exit for other large-tonnage ships.

So why did Fleet International's additional troops choose to use Turkey?

The official statement says that the heavy equipment carried by the ship mother cannot be transported by air or land, but in fact this is all used to deceive those poor countries that do not have ship mothers.

Although Da Ke said that the Black Sea does not belong to the Soviet Union, he ordered the fleet to go south this time in order to let the countries in the Black Sea understand that the Soviet fleet is not only capable of attacking from east, west and north, but also can radiate to the southern countries and the Mediterranean Sea. Such a powerful force deterrence will facilitate certain negotiations in the future, especially for Turkey. This old rogue country may still be dreaming unrealistic dreams. It is time to wake it up with more rogue actions.

"I feel that the waterline will drop when traveling in the Black Sea. I didn't have the opportunity to sail in the inland sea before, but now I feel quite interesting." Eugen paddled the water comfortably with his feet, as if he wanted to have a lively game on the sea. dance performance.

"Because the salt content is higher. Speaking of which, the freeboard height of the commander's body... looks like it is almost buried in the water. If it is sailing in the high wave area of ​​the Atlantic Ocean, it is very likely that the bow of the ship will be driven below the sea level by the waves. ...Uh, could it be that he designed it with the Black Sea as the main area of ​​activity in the first place?" Nuremberg, who rarely came out for a briefing, responded weakly to her old friend, but when she thought of the commander, her tone weakened again.

"I don't know, but I think his performance in the Pacific is quite reliable." Eugen waved his hand: "Psychic power is really convenient."

"We're about to enter Turkish territorial waters—be quiet, comrades."

At this time, the Soviet Union played that unpleasant role out loud.

For Dake's sake, the iron-blooded ships are still cooperative.

Sometimes when she thought that it was not she who was suppressing them, but the Kremlin, the Soviet Union felt a little discouraged, but she knew that it would be difficult for her to be accepted and respected by her iron-blooded comrades immediately after such a short break-in period. Playing the image of a rigid and cold leader like a fall can at least stabilize the situation.

Fortunately, Comrade Commander, I will see you soon——

With some kind of anticipation that she couldn't figure out, she raised her hand and signaled Rosia to walk side by side from her east side, entering a relatively conservative vertical posture. At the same time, she raised her chin to Gangut, letting her And on the west side of him, he glanced at Gangut's chest that was about the same size as himself...

Then she suddenly sprayed a cloud of white air out of her nose.

The inexplicable fighting spirit of the Soviet Union made Gangut, who was very familiar with her, feel a little helpless. She had never seen the Soviet Union be so stubborn in one matter, and even regarded her as a competitor——obviously, she was just lucky that day .

But still the same sentence, healthy competition is conducive to the maintenance of combat effectiveness of the army, Gangut responded with a generous and generous smile, but under such a show of true feelings, the Soviet Union temporarily shielded itself from being competitive, and put Focus on the other side of the sea level.

The Turkish fleet has opened its formation and is ready for battle.

It is said to be a fleet, but there are only 20 missile boats and the same number of frigates. From the perspective of the era after the Siren invasion, such a coast guard can only be regarded as a "guard", and it is not bad to deal with humans themselves. , but for the ship girl... they are all fixed targets.

The Z-23 in the vanguard immediately heard the movement of those old Turkish submarines with water. She frowned slightly, turned her head and nodded to the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union immediately understood what she meant, and directly opened the public frequency communication:

"Notify the Turkish Coast Guard, our Fleet International Second Fleet, via the Turkish Strait, promise to disarm during the passage, and request passage."

"Please find another way! The passage of warships is prohibited in the strait!"

The Turkish ships responded very strongly, but they were also terrified. They had protested through the Northern Union embassy in Turkey before, but the Soviet side sought political asylum in Turkey as an ambassador, and raised the Soviet flag instead of lowering the Northern Union flag. He refused to recognize his official status on the grounds of waiting, and planned to send another Soviet ambassador to rebuild the liaison organization. The relationship froze for a while.

Before the ambassador arrived, the fleet was already on the way, which doubled Turkey's tension.

"I heard the sound of your submarine's launch bay being filled with water - I have the right to regard it as an act of hostility."

As soon as Turkey's official answer was over, the Soviet Union yelled in a sharp voice: "We came here with good intentions. If you respond to us with missiles, we will also respond with war."

"Wait, the Soviet Union, it can't be done, they just, uh..."

Mercury Memorial was taken aback by the toughness of the Soviet Union. I felt that the "armed parade" by myself and others was also bullying them. In a sense, this is indeed a disrespect for Turkey's sovereignty, but look at Da Ke and the Soviet Union It means that none of them intend to give Turkey a good face.

It is also understandable, after all, no matter which former ambassador is still clamoring for the old orthodoxy in other countries, and the "other countries" have no intention of formally establishing diplomatic relations, they are all set in stone, which is equivalent to writing "ready to make trouble" on their faces. big characters.

But now the banner of Fleet International is not the Soviet fleet!Even if the whole world knows that this is the Red Navy's own army, they can't admit it.

"Comrade Soviet Union, according to what we have prepared..."

When the two sides were at war, Z-23, who was the first to touch the top of the submarine, borrowed Da Ke's psychic frequency band and made a draft with the Soviet Union.

"understood."

The Soviet Union didn't express anything, but she had acquiesced in Nimi's right to represent the will of the Squadron International.

It was the man's choice, and he had never missed it so far.

"Your army, please allow us to pass the request - Fleet International is here to support Sardinia against the Sirens, if the enemies pouring in from Gibraltar are not repelled in time, Istanbul will soon fall within the range of the Siren cannons! "

Z-23 is definitely impossible to lose face like the Soviet Union. Her speech is to the point. In such a comparison, it is a typical red-faced, and the long history is enough to prove that this trick is indeed effective.

On the world stage, it doesn't mean whoever is right has the right to speak. It still depends on whether the tube is thick enough, hard enough, or loud enough.

Now that there is a pipe, there is also a loud voice, which makes the Turkish army extremely headache.

The military appearance they put on is already all their belongings, but it is estimated that the entire army will be wiped out in 5 minutes in front of the ship's mother's task force. Now many Turkish generals who have received the report of the Stalingrad Restoration War have their calves twisted. I'm afraid of being chiseled into the bottom of the sea by the girls on the opposite side, but some of the conditions that politicians ask them to blackmail are too unrealistic, and they don't have the confidence to make the other party change their minds.

Some of these guard generals are sensible, they know that they are no different from the bandits who occupy the road and rob, and the wealth they ask for is exactly the diplomatic bargaining chip that the Soviet Union would never give before.

But robbery also needs to talk about sex. If you take a Lee Enfield to rob a brother who is driving a self-propelled artillery, won't you make trouble?

The situation is like riding a tiger, the dilemma is up and down, it is embarrassing anyway, I can only hope that the ship's mother was "reasonable" in the past, but now it seems that the ship's mother with a commander is also tainted with human "cheesiness".

"Of course we can choose to go through Bulgaria, but the extra time and manpower spent on transporting heavy equipment will slow down the support. If the Sardinian Empire has to retreat inland, we will give up the entire Mediterranean Sea and retreat to the coast of Sochi. At that time, your army may have to deal with the erosion of the Sirens by itself."

Z-23's voice is gentle, and because her voice is very girlish and youthful, it will not bring additional oppression to the Turkish officers, but every sentence is deeply rooted in their hearts. The Coast Guard Headquarters frantically called the capital's intelligence department, trying to I got the battle situation in the Mediterranean from their waste mouths, but the news I got is that the Italians have already started to hold celebrations. The Sardinian fleet has already cleaned up the invading sirens, leaving Rome to toss for two days. .

The sirens are all dead - are you fucking in support of conservation efforts? ?