Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Befa took a look at Tenago—it was nothing else, she encountered such sudden riots more than once, but the contacts at that time all invited them to help suppress the riots, and she refused them all. .

It can be seen that this man is not the one who is directly controlled by London and still harbors fantasies——

"... I hope your talent... will be used in a serious place."

She broke with social decorum, left an embarrassed Turner, and motioned Dido to leave immediately.

If one is involved in this kind of dispute within human beings, whether it is for self-protection or to open the way and be forced to fight back...it is a very troublesome thing.

That means political choices—although it may help them in their current embarrassing situation in the country, the ship girls must not point their guns at humans. This is their rule written on emotion and reason.

The moment she turned around, a cloud of blood erupted from Sir Turner's head——

The mother-in-law faction fell down suddenly, which made Beifa stunned.

"Kill those damn nobles!!!"

"Come on guys!!!"

Ragged "thugs" mingled with the guards as they rushed out of the assembly plant with rifles in hand. The muzzle flames flickered, and the smell of gunpowder smoke covered the salty sea breeze for a while.

"Go! Dido——!"

Befa hurriedly pulled Dido who was still down.

"Ah, yes—yes! Head maid!"

It was too late to regret the gentleman's departure, Befa and Dido jumped into the water one after the other, and sailed out of the harbor along the northeast current.

During the period, some "thugs" thought that the two girls in maid outfits were servants of the nobles, and fired a few shots at Bepha's back angrily, but they all bounced off the head maid's main outfit——

Only then did they realize that they might have attacked some terrible guy.

"Calm down, Dido, their weapons won't hurt us."

Bepha held down the battle maid who wanted to raise the turret, and the two drove at full speed into the darkness, away from the lights of civilization.

"Maidmaid... how many times is this already?" Dido, who was sailing on the water with a somewhat erratic trajectory, muttered.

"It's the fourth time." Beffa said softly.

"That's why they funded the Army??"

The battle maid hugged her left arm somewhat unacceptably—her body was not damaged at all, but her mind was already riddled with holes.

This is even more unacceptable to her than a fierce fight with the siren at sea.

"Calm down, Dido, you are an excellent maid I am proud of."

The faces of the two ship girls were ashen, even Dido, who never thinks about internal factors, couldn't help showing resentment——

Do they really want us to take a stand?

Or are we really thinking too much?

Befa did not hesitate to speculate on the Cabinet Council with the greatest malice, but there was still a little hope in her heart——

We sincerely hope that the timing of these riots is not a coincidence.

……

Da Ke, who was far away in Fiji, raised his head as if he felt something. His face was dark with engine oil, and he was dressed like a marine soldier who had just crawled out of a mud pit.

He wiped the corners of his eyes, that strange attraction—or rather, the familiar wind direction was invisibly tugging at his heartstrings.

That is the red wind.

But the helplessness mixed in it seemed to stimulate his lacrimal glands, forcing him to shed tears.

"This is too idealistic—why do I have such strange thoughts... Sure enough, I should take it easy recently."

He couldn't go to her every night with poetry just because Zeppelin never said no to him.

"Tirpitz—this side is done! It can be powered on!" Thinking of this, Kremlin's subordinates pressed the buckle firmly and gave a thumbs up to the other side.

"Snapped--"

Tirpitz, who was in charge of arranging the energy nodes, heard Dake's call, and immediately aimed at the line. A red light rose in the entire shelling matrix, making the overall color scheme of the island more in line with Dake's wishes.

The original blue beam cannon was increased by Bree's Zello and turned into an upgraded red version. Although it still couldn't break through the siren's cognitive coating immediately, it must have disrupted their formation to a certain extent. no problem.

"Thank you for your hard work, let's come here today."

Dake patted his hands, stood up and said.

At this time, Tizi had already leaned over.

"I don't care if the task gets my hands dirty - happiness is enough to have a task to do."

Although Tizi still maintained a superficially cold attitude, after knowing that Dake already owned three Jagged Marriage Ships, she looked at Dake with a softer feeling of looking at her own people.

"When conditions permit, it's better for me to do the dirty work. This is not machismo. I have seen your determination and know that you are all qualified fighters-I won't let you jump directly into the gun barrel , just to satisfy my own eyes."

Kremlin said bluntly.

"...an honest man. Did you win their hearts by being honest?"

Tizi smiled lightly.

"It's hard to say, I'm not a guy who knows this well. To be honest, their feelings for me until now make me feel a little unreal."

The wedding dress has been made, and the effect is very good - there is only one suitable day left... That's why he worked so hard to build the defense system first. Only when these things are complete, can he hold three vow ceremonies that will make him feel at ease .

"Maybe sometimes, to deal with those empty women... don't need too many rhetoric."

Tizi didn't know if he was implying something to Dake, or simply sighed.

Dake was about to say something, but a towel was handed over from below——

"Commander, here's a towel, wipe off your sweat."

"Oh, thanks...wait a minute?"

Dake took the towel handed over by U81 and blinked in surprise: "When did you squat here?"

"About 10 minutes ago?"

The submarine lady happily straightened her little body in front of her: "Hmph, sure enough, the lurking ability will be better after the level is improved~ Thanks to the commander!"

"Thank you? Oh."

He remembered that although he had never let U81 go out to fight, he had actually given her a lot of experience.

"How old are you now?"

"It's already level 95~ When does the commander plan to let me go to sea? According to Miss Nimi's plan, there are still a lot of resources waiting for me to get them on Totoya Island?"

"That's right, it seems that it's time to collect resources from the automatic production line..."

Dake wiped the snow-white towel directly into a rag—and finally looked human.

"Try to pick the time to arrive near Totoya at night. With your speed, let me think about it, maybe we will start tomorrow morning... we can arrive at the next night. Is this plan okay?"

"No problem at all~ OK, you can dive again~" U81 raised his little jacket.

"Don't you feel lonely by yourself?" The strong man wiped his hands clean and pressed her head kindly.

He always felt that U81 seemed to be a little wary of him during this period of time, but today's sudden outburst probably means that the misunderstanding has been resolved.

"No - if the commander is afraid that I will be alone, how about building other U-boat sisters as well?" Speaking of this, U81 became more energetic.

... Sea wolves really yearn for wolves.

"You have great confidence in me..." However, Kremlin just flattened his lips.

According to Eugen, the shipment of the construction machine is completely random, but Dake seems to have broken this law, staring at the iron-blooded ship to die.

Now the ship girls have a strange sense of trust in him... thinking that he must be able to build an iron-blooded ship.

"Hee hee, because the commander will definitely be able to attract iron-blooded companions—"

"Maybe, but one day... I will build a ship from another faction."

After finishing speaking, Dake showed a big smile, gestured to Grace, and strode away.

"……Eh?"

U81 looked at Kremlin striding towards the pile of debris with a towel in his hands, and then turned to Tirpitz, who was smiling but half a smile. He didn't understand why the commander suddenly became inexplicably "competitive".

"Did I make the commander angry?"

"Don't worry, U81, that man's heart is not small, and he doesn't get angry easily." The Queen of the North leaned forward to comfort the aggrieved U81. When she gets along with these children, her cold and hard carapace will quietly melt, and she will open her arms to them:

"It may not be a good thing that he has built so many iron-blooded companions."

"Why?" Tirpitz pressed the small shoulder of the submarine, which seemed to have gotten used to the cool breath on the Queen's body.

"Because this means that Bismarck is facing a situation where there are no ships available. Apart from the commander, I think our sisters are also scattered in other corners of the world. Maybe they don't know how serious the impact of their sinking on the situation in the Atlantic Ocean is."

Tirpitz's eyes looked beyond the beach lit up by red, which looked a little festive, and a little bit like the beachhead where the villain was stationed, looking towards the empty dark sky to the west.

"Even if my sister doesn't have high hopes for me, I still want her to hold on, at least for a little longer."

Otherwise, when Bismarck jumped out of the construction machine to meet her...it would definitely be very embarrassing.

She also didn't know if she had some wicked fantasies that didn't fit her sister's identity, or she was simply worried about this possibility.

"Very good, bright colors—"

Kremlin, who was rummaging through the pile of debris, returned quickly.

In his hand he held a flagpole that was longer than what he had given to Grace.

"Red flag? Commander, are you sure you want to put it here?"

U81 heard Z-23 say about Da Ke's angry actions after the red flag was blown up, showing a worried look——

"The guard posts on the beach have already planted flags. This is the commanding height. There is no reason not to arrange one."

After repelling the joint fleet, he has full confidence in swearing the sovereignty of this place.

"From now on, we will not dodge or avoid - face all enemies who dare to attack!"

click -

The Soviet soldiers stabbed the flag into the center of the array, letting it flutter in the wind between the raised cannons.

In the eyes of U81, whether it is the flag or the strong back, they are full of power.