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"I understand the truth, but Commander..."

Staring at the screen for a long time, Hood asked a little puzzled: "Why is there only Bismarck in this game but no Hood?"

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Chapter 328. I Lost

Early the next morning, An Lun was almost carried back to the beautiful boat by Hood.

lady?

Do not make jokes!A woman on the battlefield has no personality!

The glory of a soldier is calculated by the number of enemies killed!

"commander!?"

The Cleveland sisters, who finished their morning practice, just met the duo on the deck who hadn't come home all night.

Seeing An Lun's weak appearance, Cleveland rushed up and asked worriedly: "Hood, Commander, is he attacked by the siren?"

"No, it's because I'm too overconfident and have too much confidence in myself."

Lifting his heavy eyelids, An Lun couldn't help feeling regretful when he thought of the self who rushed into the enemy's line with a gun without any tactics yesterday.

Yes, after retrieving the Cleveland sisters, his physical fitness has indeed become stronger.

However, it only made him stronger than before for about two and a half minutes.

Reasonably speaking, this amount of time is not even as long as the giants of the Kingdom of Light.

"Well, Commander, can I borrow your wheelchair?"

Pulling An Lun's sleeves sympathetically, Birmingham even felt that the commander needed this wheelchair more than himself.

"No, I'll just take a good rest."

Shaking his head wanting to cry without tears, An Lun returned to his room with Hood's support after saying goodbye to Cleveland and the others and instructing them to continue the tactical lesson this afternoon as usual.

"Good morning, master."

At the door of the room, Belfast was looking at An Lun and Hood who were stumbling forward with a smile on their faces. It seemed that they had already expected such a result: "Mrs. Hood, it's really gratifying."

"Beffa, stop making fun of me... I don't know, the commander can't help it..."

After thinking about it, Hood, who was always elegant at all times, finally used a less direct word - use.

"Well, the master is still human after all. Although the physical fitness is much stronger than ordinary humans due to the blessing of the gods, there is still a little gap compared with us." Open the door and help Hood lift the weak An Lun After moving to the bed, Belfast went on to say: "The current physical fitness of the commander is about the same as that of a destroyer sister who has never broken through at level [-]."

"Destroyer..."

A light bulb flashed over his head, and Hood replied with an expression of 'I see': "No wonder Fang Zhou is so fascinated by the commander. Although the body and mind are not destroyers, but the physical fitness is a destroyer." !"

"It seems that I understand it like this... There is no problem."

"By the way, Belfast, can you teach me how to stew the tonic for the commander?" Helping Anlun cover the quilt, Hood held Belfast's hands expectantly: "Drink water Not forgetting the well digger, the Commander really tried too hard yesterday to cooperate with me...I always feel a little sorry for him."

"I'm extremely happy. If Hood can also stew some simple tonics, my future work will be easier. But today, let's start with the theory and recipes."

"Uh... Is it difficult to cook? I think the learning speed will be faster with practice."

"We royals seem to have very few people who are particularly talented in this area..." Although Befa is also a ship girl of the royal camp, what she said is indeed true.

After all, the last girl who directly chose to practice in the kitchen was Sirius.

That time, the commander was almost sent away by her nutritious meal.

"Also, someone in the kitchen is using it now~ Hood said, after mastering all the theoretical knowledge, it will not be too late to do a little bit for the commander after the evening."

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Not long after Hood and Belfast left, An Lun fell into a deep sleep.

He slept so soundly that he didn't even notice that someone opened his door and sat on his bed.

"I lost..."

Putting the casserole in his hand on the table not far away, Bismarck, who was sitting beside An Lun's bed, sighed subconsciously.

Although there was a duel with Hood inexplicably at that time, but thinking about it now, the outcome may have been announced as early as then.

Compared with Hood, an elegant lady, Bismarck really couldn't find too many advantages in himself.

He can only fight, but he is not very good at talking, and he doesn't even have a good grasp of the way to express his feelings.

Thinking about it this way, it was not so surprising that the commander would choose Hood.

"However, I'm still so unwilling..."

She clenched her fists tightly, and her blue eyes couldn't help being bloodshot.

It was a battle without gunpowder, just the opposite of what happened on Bismarck's prototype ship.The winner of this duel is Hood.

Bismarck didn't know what it was like for Hood's prototype ship to sink after being hit by a shell in the ammunition depot and the hull broke.