Azur Lane: I Crossed the Graduation Port Area

Chapter 344 Three South Dakota Sisters
However, even though Massachusetts' blunt words were somewhat hurtful, Lin Lan didn't mind at all.

Because he knows that Massachusetts has this personality, and the three South Dakota sisters are all straight-talking types.

Although they would jokingly say that he is weak, but if someone really dared to hurt him, the three sisters of the battleship would probably let the enemy taste what a super-heavy ammunition-saturated destructive blow would be in the first place.

"Massachusetts, stop molesting the Commander, he looks much healthier now... Well, it must feel better to hold him than before."

The youngest sister of the South Dakota class, a ship girl with white hair and red eyes and double ponytails wearing a blue-and-white coat, a white vest with a white navel, and black hot pants, Alabama also looked at Lin Lan carefully.

While talking, the cute Alabama couldn't hold back any longer. He took two steps forward and hugged Lin Lan in his arms, rubbing his cheeks on his head.

Alabama, who was naturally dumbfounded, suddenly hugged her into his arms, feeling the gentle breasts and the scent of the ship's mother, although Lin Lan was struggling to break free on the surface, but in fact he didn't exert any strength at all.

After all, this Nantakota-class girl, no matter how naive she is, is a standard figure of the battleship class, which is different from the battleships of the royal camp.

It's not a chore to qualify as a pillow, it's an honor...

"But Alabama, you've been here for so long and you haven't forgotten to use me as a pillow."

"Of course, sleeping with the commander in your arms is very reassuring, and you signed a permanent pillow contract with me when you made an oath with me before."

Well, Lin Lan admitted that he had indeed signed this contract with this innocent battleship lady who hugged him tightly.

You can hug me for as long as you want, I don't mind.

However, this move by Alabama attracted envious eyes from the school of fish.

They couldn't help thinking to themselves, they knew that they had signed a similar contract when the commander made an oath with them, why didn't they think of it then?
"Ah, by the way, Commander, have you seen Tirpitz in the Iron-Blood camp before?"

Alabama, who was hugging him tightly, suddenly seemed to remember something, let go of Lin Lan and asked seriously.

"Taizi? Of course I saw it. I was found dead at sea, or did Tizi and the others lead a team to find me?"

"Well, when the commander returns to the port area in the future, he must call her out for a drill confrontation with me. Every time I approached her before, she refused to agree. It's a pity."

Hearing Alabama's words, Lin Lan couldn't help being taken aback.

Then he quickly realized why Alabama asked him about Tirpitz.

This South Dakota-class LuckyA girl once joined the Atlantic Fleet to help the royal camp in history, and participated in the Norwegian coast raid, just to lure Tirpitz into battle.

It's just that the lonely house girl in the north can't be lured out so easily. She never fought Alabama head-on until she was sunk by victory at the pier.

This is what Alabama has always been obsessed with.

It seems that even in the port area, Tirpitz is also unwilling to easily attack and participate in the exercise confrontation.

After promising Alabama that he would work hard to persuade Tizi, Lin Lan turned his attention to Massachusetts.

"You don't need to look at me, Commander. Jean Barr has conducted many drills with me when he was in the port area. We had a great time fighting, and we won and lost each other."

Noticing Lin Lan's gaze, Massachusetts understood what he was thinking, and said with a slight smile.

Like her sister, Massachusetts has her regrets in history.

That is, it failed to fight the Vichy Holy See battleship Jean Bart in its prime.

At the time of the Casablanca naval battle, Massachusetts was equipped with 2700 pounds of MK8 armor-piercing super-heavy ammunition, which is the source of her skill [2700 pounds of justice].

But Jean Bart, which was moored in Casablanca, was not completed at the time, and could only be fired with a quadruple main gun.

The end result is that although Massachusetts will paralyze Barr with a hit and win, for Massachusetts, she is more eager to have a hearty battle with Jean Barr.

Naturally, Lin Lan had already given Barr the straightforward battleship girl to the full level, and equipped her with graduation equipment and exclusive special equipment.

It seems that when they were in the port area, the two battleship girls had already fought the battle they wanted, and they fought back and forth.

"Huh? Speaking of which, what about Essex and the others?"

Lin Lan suddenly remembered, there were five other members of the hunting team, why didn't they see them.

"They are still behind, and they should be able to come out of the forest soon."

Hearing what he said, South Dakota explained with a slight smile, and at the same time glanced at Minneapolis with some dissatisfaction.

"Don't look at me, they walked too slowly, and I left a mark for you."

The hunter girl with the ponytail also realized her mistake, and said with a guilty conscience.

"Others don't understand the marks you left in the forest like we do."

South Dakota said lightly, and Minneapolis suddenly realized this, and lowered its head in shame.

And Lin Lan also understood from their conversation that not every White Eagle Lady is as adaptable to action in the forest as they are.

After all, whether it is the three South Dakota sisters, Xiao Ming, or Indianapolis, the mother of the heavy cruiser who only met at the party, they all inherited the long hunting experience of the White Eagle Aboriginals after they turned into ship mothers.

The other White Eagle girls don't have this innate advantage, they can only learn slowly the day after tomorrow...

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"

Everyone chatted by the lake for several minutes, and Lin Lan, who was let go by Alabama, suddenly saw a large brown bird of prey, an owl, flying out of the forest.

This silently flying brown owl had two long eyebrows on its flat, round face. When it spotted Lin Lan and the others, it let out a cooing sound of excitement.

"Commander, Bunker Hill."

Little Lori Eldridge, who hadn't spoken much, saw the owl, ran to Lin Lan's side, tugged at the corner of his clothes and said obediently.

In fact, Lin Lan recognized that this was the kitty eagle of Bunker Hill, the ninth ship of the Essex-class aircraft carrier, without Eldridge's reminder.

After all, in his port area, apart from the heavy cruiser Kursk of the Northern United, the only ships with owls are Bunker Hill from the White Eagle camp and Perseus from the Royal camp.

And even Kursk's owl is a white snowy owl, not a brown long-browed horned owl.

"Look at Minneapolis, they still can't understand the marks you left, and they still have to rely on the little eagle to lead the way...don't go so fast in the future."

Alabama looked at the owl and whispered as he leaned toward Minneapolis.

"You'll have to admit your mistakes to them in a while...don't run away."

Seeing that Minneapolis seems to be gradually retreating, Massachusetts is also quick to hold Minneapolis' hand.

Seeing the eyes of everyone, even Lin Lan looking at her, the black-skinned girl Minneapolis blushed and lowered her head, admitting embarrassingly:
"I see...I will apologize to them..."

At this time, the distant sky has already glowed with orange evening light, and the evening is almost here.

After she finished speaking, Lin Lan saw five figures appearing in the forest.

And the first aircraft carrier lady who walked out of the forest was the big dumpling Essex who had played with him all day yesterday with exhaustion written all over her face.

(End of this chapter)