Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

I didn't fucking ask you what your wish was.

And soldier, it looks like you'll be in need of a Gulag retreat for a while.

This involves a small difference between the Russian context and the German context. Although there is a perfect translation system, it is still difficult for the parties concerned to immediately distinguish between "goal" and "wish".

Kremlin, who was interrupted, decided not to communicate with the Germans in a speech-like way, anyway, they would not be encouraged by two impassioned words.

"...Captain, tell this guy about our current situation, and I will be alone for a while."

The Kremlin didn't want to hit women in order to rectify the military style... really didn't want to start it.

"Yes! Commander...!"

Z-23, who was almost suffocated by the weird atmosphere at the scene, hurried forward, grabbed Zeppelin's hand and pulled it aside.

"Miss Zeppelin! Come here!"

"... Oh? Nimi, it's you and Eugen? I thought we would meet in Valhalla eventually."

"Sister Qi Bolin, don't talk like that in front of the commander!! I sweated for you a few times!!"

Z-23 lowered his voice, and shook Zeppelin's arms with a worried face like an old mother, for fear that she would say something surprising.

"Heh, that man is really not simple, I can see it - he should be the one I choose."

He seemed to think that the man’s self-disclosure was a bit of a mental illness to communicate his illness. When Zeppelin heard that Kremlin called him a battleship, he thought that his brain circuit was very similar to his own—both in the late stage.

However, Z-23 is very clear that the Kremlin is forbearing.

If he suddenly couldn't take it anymore, the iron-blooded people would definitely be out of luck——

While Z-23 was telling Zeppelin about the recent situation, Kremlin had already lit a cigarette, put on a Slavic squatting posture with a face full of unworthiness in life, and smoked it on the steps of the base gate——

"Prince Eugen, do all your iron-blooded ship girls have such personalities?"

After emphasizing the word "personality" and even adding tongue-tattling sounds, the Kremlin blew out a big mouthful of mist.

"I really want to say no, but considering... oh, forget it, Commander, you can just pretend that most of us are not normal people."

Eugen smiled recklessly behind Kremlin's back. Compared with the previous shallow smile, it seemed that Kremlin's bored look made her feel more happy:

"Are you feeling lucky now...fortunately, 23 is a girl with a serious personality?"

"Yes."

It's very real - Kremlin admitted with squinted eyes: "How dare you say that I entrust the difficult task of investigation to that kind of bastard?"

"Led Zeppelin may be a bad guy as a woman, but as an aircraft carrier and a weapon of war, she is quite competent."

Hearing this, Eugen picked up his gloves, adjusted his nails in the rising moon and starlight, and his voice became a little unreal: "Maybe it's not as good as the battle-hardened aircraft carriers like Baiying and Shigesakura, but Her hatred for the sirens...for this world is a very easy-to-guide force, and you also know how powerful beliefs can be to a person, starting from this aspect, you will get the results you want."

"I don't have time to coax children with hypochondria. The bounden duty of soldiers is to obey orders. Training and adjusting their mentality are things they should consider before going to the battlefield."

"But the ship's mother is not your soldier, you've already discovered it, we regard you as the chief, but in actuality, the status is only slightly inferior to your equal—"

Eugen bent down slightly, as if he wanted to have a closer look at the commander's expression:

"Especially when the relationship between Iron Blood and the Northern United is quite special, you are also trying to figure out the correct way to get along with us... right~"

"Yes."

Kremlin nodded: "But if you were all men, I would have beaten you up long ago to make you realize the reality."

"I don't hate men who admire power."

Eugen said softly: "Did you know that if the ship's mother really trusts the commander, her combat power will increase exponentially—maybe even arouse a combat power that surpasses that of your ship's hull."

"Ok?"

And this statement?

The hand holding the cigarette was raised and lowered, and Kremlin finally turned his head to look at this German woman with a slightly bad personality.

"The ship girl is a rational creature on the battlefield, but off the battlefield, she is an emotional creature. Commander, you have to remember~"

Prince Eugen is still happily jumping repeatedly on the unknown cliff today.

The glowing white hair fluttered with the night wind, and there was such a trace of "divine" charm.

That's why I said that the ship girl is indeed imitating human beings, but she is beyond the existence of human beings——

"...well, I'll go talk to Zeppelin in person again..."

He put out the cigarette butt: "But I don't guarantee that if she continues to get sick, will I do something to make you dissatisfied..."

"Blessings to Azur Lane from now on"

Su Hao has always believed that his sister is the most beautiful and handsome human girl in the world.

It's easy to chop mice with bare hands, push the fence with one hand, and punch a dozen gangsters.

Until one day, this handsome elder sister even dismantled the battleship that attacked from the depths of the sea.

"As an older sister, of course I have to protect my younger brother."

"Sister Richelieu, I don't want to be a younger brother, I want to be a commander!"

Chapter 17 Moving People (Physics)

"Count Zeppelin."

"……commander?"

Just came out to smoke a cigarette to adjust his mentality, Earl Zeppelin climbed from the bottom of the Fiji military base to the highest point of the terminal building, sat on the top of the tower, looked like a tall man isolated from the world, with his feet up, whatever The hair is carried back by the sea breeze.

Her flowing long hair even touched Kremlin's face, and swept it with a snap——

"It seems that you like to sit on high places." The man just stood behind her, pinched the cigarette holder that had been burned out long ago, and flicked it according to his habit——

"It's just that I have nothing to do, and the high place can take in the scenery at a glance, which helps me judge the situation."

She slenderly pointed to the Fiji Islands ahead, as if she was stroking something:

"Ah, what a beautiful scene...beauty can never be preserved...the only thing that can last for a long time is eternal hatred."

"..."

Kremlin nearly slipped and fell from the tower.

The purity of TMD is too high, a bit unbearable.

"What do you hate?" Pursing his lips, the strong man tried to keep himself calm.

"Hate the world, everything in the world."

Zeppelin still explained to the Kremlin in the language of aria——

"The person who created me doesn't need me, my enemy wants to destroy me, and the pain of the whole world is on me. If there is still nostalgia for such a world, isn't it too ridiculous?"

Zeppelin seemed to want to grab something, but in the end...even the sea breeze slipped through her fingertips.

"... Z-23 has explained our situation to you?"

Kremlin thought for a while, but still didn't intend to refute the opponent directly.

"Desperate, dark, with no way out."

She said slowly: "Whether it is for destruction or self-destruction, it is a perfect unveiling."

I am afraid that this woman will have to be trained by an experienced political commissar, and the Kremlin expressed a little powerlessness.

"Tsk." After thinking about it, the strong man felt that he should use a more direct method to let her understand the difficulty and importance of the next battle:

"do you hate me?"

"...Hate, but don't hate..."

Zeppelin propped his pointed chin with his little finger: "Commander, you are a part of this world, but to me, you are also a...destined person who can help me get revenge."

"It's a complicated idea."

Kremlin sighed—he was destined... Does he look like the kind of villain who would destroy the world if he disagreed?

Then he straightened up and said loudly, "Count Zeppelin!"

"...?"

Even though Kremlin's voice was quite severe, Zeppelin just looked back at him lightly.

"Those who hate me are enemies, so they must be eliminated. Even if they are my own people, I must punish them to let them know that internal struggles are far less deadly than external threats—"

He opened his arms, as if taking the sea breeze into his arms: "Whether you admit it or not, we are all one now, and we need you—to hold the vision of the sky for this beleaguered fleet."

The strong man crossed his hands again, "looking down" at Zeppelin with a very high posture:

"As for destroying the world - you're too weak, it's just a dream!"

"...I can't pretend that I didn't hear that."

Zeppelin turned around slightly, and finally stopped crossing his legs, but propped his hands on the edge of the aviation tower, and stared at Kremlin with his face tilted: "Even if you are a commander, you can't question my strength."

"I heard that you are also the kind of ship that emphasizes 'strength first' the most in the iron-blooded camp... Come with me—I'll show you something." Kremlin passed her straight as if he hadn't noticed the sharp eyes, from The top of the tower jumped—

Zeppelin was taken aback by the crazy behavior of the strong man. She heard Z-23 mention the special nature of the Kremlin, but she only half-believed it. When the man stood firmly in the dust below without any pressure, she completely accepted it. the other party's identity.

She followed the trajectory of the Kremlin's jump - for the time being, she still has the most basic respect for the strong, even if she is upset, she must first see what this man is planning to do...

The moment she landed, the two exaggerated hangars on her chest shook up and down for a while, even under the night, they still brought out two dazzling white lights.

In this regard, Kremlin could only pretend that he didn't see it, and waved his hand, motioning for her to follow.

Kremlin was in front, Zeppelin was behind, Eugen and Z-23 were silently watching the two from a distance, their posture was as tense as an old mother who is matching men and women.

"Give--"

Walking to the beach, the man casually picked up a metal wreck of automatic armor from the beach and threw it to Zeppelin.

Unexpectedly, she didn't intend to catch it with her hands at all at the first time, and she didn't cooperate with Kremlin's throwing action at all. Instead, she waited for the heavy wreck to hit her front deck and bounced a high arc before reaching out to catch it.

"..." Kremlin said that he had never seen such a battle before, and was immediately stunned.

"What do you give me this thing for?"

"You, throw it as far away as you can—towards the sea level, the farther you throw it, the better."

"What's the point of this?" Zhenghang's cold eyes showed a bit of anger at being teased.