Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

The salvage operations in the sea area and the escorting of the prisoners of war were carried out very smoothly. There was no siren who dared to kill the carbine, and no submarine ambushed in the grave of the battleship to surprise Da Ke.

"Do you have a signaling device with you?"

"No, no... no, don't kill me, I won't do anything!!" The golden woman's expression was filled with depression and fear. function, unable to inform the host of important information.

"Can't do anything? We have no food to feed idlers—"

"No, I, I mean, I will do whatever you want me to do!! Don't kill me!!"

Looking at the breaker who was so frightened that he almost collapsed on Z-23, Kremlin felt a little headache-this kind of prisoner of war probably couldn't provide any very critical information. Some things have been researched on the body of the semi-construct - when the time comes, a backup copy will be brought back to the Soviet for secondary research.

"It's a T3-level equipment box!"

Bree stood on the bow, looking very happy, holding a golden box freshly fished out of the water.

She didn't leave any aftermath of battle—maybe it's because of her optimistic nature...or maybe it's because she's seen enough, as a logistics ship with almost no combat effectiveness, she must have a big heart.

"It seems that the spoils of this war... are worthy of the hard work we have paid for it."

Zeppelin pinched the brim of her hat, and when she looked at Kremlin's back, her cold gaze instantly became much gentler. Even she herself couldn't tell whether this sense of dependence beyond the relationship between superiors and subordinates really came from the ship's mother's "female instinct".

"What's the use of this thing?" Da Ke was full of disgust at the box full of capitalism in front of him.

Nor could he say what was the cause of this gratuitous distaste.

"After opening, you can get random advanced equipment Buri!"

Seeing Kremlin's frown, Comrade Bree restrained himself a little, and put the box flat on the deck: "Commander, come to inspect the goods?"

"...Eugen."

Dake glanced at the heavy patrol with twin ponytails who were arranging the slightly frayed hair, and raised his chin towards the box.

"Why do I have to be responsible for every event like this lottery?"

Chong Xun looked at Dake charmingly, and his tone was more teasing than reproachful: "Don't you not believe in fate?"

"Of course I don't believe in fate... If you don't want to have fun, I can do it myself—" The battleship raised an eyebrow, tore off his charred clothes and threw them on the deck.

Da Ke would not say that he played cards with his comrades and almost exported his pants.

He is the typical guy who "signs the inner connection" and "signs the feudal superstition".

Of course, principles must be adhered to on the surface.

"Obviously I still think I'm luckier than you... Hey, don't look angry, a man with a small belly will not win a lady's heart."

Eugen brushed her hair, focused a little on the chest muscles and abdominal muscles of the strong man, then turned around, and her incomplete clothes were gradually filled back under the healing effect of the oil——

However, for some ulterior motives, she also hoped that her recovery would be slower——

"Honestly, Ms. Game Breaker—we treat captives preferentially!"

The Z-23 next to her dragged and gave up her ship outfit, and walked into the bridge with a face full of hopeless game-breakers—preparing to lock her in the "secret room" prepared by Bree.

That guy actually surrendered sincerely, and he didn't resist even being escorted by the destroyer... And the Kremlin didn't plan to abuse her, but just wanted her to cooperate with Bree in research within the limits of humanity—

For this reason, the news that Da Ke has taken root in North Fiji is probably known to everyone from the North Atlantic to the South Pacific. There is no need to worry about leaks or anything, it just depends on the risk of exposing the position of its own hull. Study whether returns are flat.

"Double-mounted 203mm SKC main guns!" With a burst of golden light, the opened box revealed brand new contents.

Bree marveled at Prince Eugen's good luck: "It happens to be the equipment that Prince Eugen can use!"

"Doesn't this thing look like a small turret model?" Dake looked at the pocket turret Eugen picked up with a dazed expression...

"After getting along for so long, you still give out some strange and stupid exclamations, Commander."

Eugen shook the turret in his hand, very proud: "But you have amazed us countless times, a little bit of surprise to you can be regarded as making up for it... Our little self-esteem~ This thing is behind me The ship's outfit is of the same origin, you see, it fits the gun mount perfectly."

"It can be used after installing it?" Both Dake and Eugene fell into a vicious circle. Both of them felt that the other was unscientific, but they were also unaware of their own supermaterial characteristics. This is the so-called authority fan.

"That's right. For example, this gun can further increase the penetration of my armor-piercing projectiles."

Eugen took advantage of the situation and directly pressed the turret on his own ship. This thing replaced the original gun mount, and it was perfectly stuck to the gun mount. Dake was stunned for a while.

"...It's good that it's suitable, and I will rely on you to fight more in the days to come - the Soviet will distribute weapons of reliable quality to every soldier..."

Kremlin wanted to motivate Eugen—to show that the spoils were allocated to her according to her needs, but judging from the latter's appearance, she was probably shirtless... It's useless to say such a scene.

"...I've decided, Commander."

Eugen moved the ship suit a bit, saw Kremlin looking around for the cloth head with some embarrassment, put away the living metal, and then moved close to the man, as if he wanted to imprint his current appearance in his pupils.

"What was decided?" Dak asked interestingly—he felt that Eugen probably approved of this fleet and wanted to join the Soviet family.

"Although I can't dedicate myself to your ideal like 23..."

Unexpectedly, she stretched out her slender hand, clasped Kremlin's chin, and pressed her cherry lips.

There is still a certain height difference between Dake and her, which makes Eugen's soliciting kiss seem to hang on Dake's body.

"..."

Maozi was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes experienced changes from surprise, relief, and then to full of conquest, and he pinched Eugen's chin without showing any weakness, and the two began a wave of seemingly intimacy. dogfight.

Eugen's lips have a mysterious magic power. They look thin, but the "taste" is very plump, just like her figure, full of elasticity.

As for Lady Heavy Tour's saliva...it seems to be a mixture of hops and vanilla.

Kremlin suddenly regretted not brushing his teeth before the kiss. He probably smelled of cigarettes in his mouth—but Eugen even offered to deliver it to his door, so let's be more casual.

"Huh-boo-"

Chong Xun originally wanted to admire Dake's bewildered expression, but who knew that this carnivore man turned defensive into offensive without any shyness, and kissed her until she was a little hypoxic. The tip of his toes and the tip of his tongue pulled out a silver thread, which seemed to be a plea for forgiveness.

"...Ha, this is my loyalty, ha... I am not loyal to your ideals, but to you, is that okay?" She held Dake's shoulders with some difficulty, preventing herself from falling down on the deck superior.

"……are you serious?"

Although he took advantage of everything, Kremlin still held the woman's chin in a somewhat complicated manner, not daring to let it go easily—as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

"After all, you have nothing to do with us - I learned one thing after this battle... You are not like Bismarck, Bismarck is our spiritual leader, but she doesn't really know the meaning of every war we have experienced meaning, and you...you know exactly what the war is about, and you're trying to give us other meaning."

It is rare for Eugen to express his thoughts seriously: "You are changing our attitude towards life...through food, singing and dancing, training, and other things...how should I put it? I think staying by your side is much more interesting than staying with Sangvis Already~"

"Just for fun?"

Having said that, Kremlin quickly calmed down after a brief moment of desire, and glanced sideways at Zeppelin and Bree behind him with a little embarrassment.

The former just looked at the sea view quietly - as if he didn't care about the intimate behavior of the two of them at all.

Actually don't care at all.

As for Bree—she was still happily twirling the net, dragging the Siren's scattered booty to the boat, and she didn't pay attention to this at all.

"...Wow, okay, that's amazing...Is this the strength of the 'heavy cruiser'?" Only U81, who was hiding under the turret, blushed, but still stared nervously and excitedly at the two The "communication" process of adults——

This caused her to be caught by Da Ke's eyes, and the strong man could only pretend to be serious to straighten Eugen's forehead hair, as if it wasn't because of his rough actions that Eugen ate a mouthful of hair: "I want you to understand one thing - if you want to live with me in the Soviet Union, you must understand what my country is fighting for."

"Then work hard to change me~ Commander."

Eugen glanced at Zeppelin calmly, and then pushed Dake away consciously and bored, as if the kind of scumbag who was only passionate for a minute, just came up to tease the man, and was not responsible for putting out the fire.

"Of course, it's best to choose a time when the night is quiet... I think it's too violent for children to appreciate the scene of a heavy cruiser sinking a battleship."

"Tsk, my mine belt is also very thick."

Kremlin sneered when he heard the words, and wanted to lament Eugen's overreach, but due to the presence of U81, he could only use black words instead——

Today, the knowledge levels of men and women in the fleet are divided into three grades:

First gear, U81 and Bree -- didn't the kid pop out of the shipyard?

Second gear, Z-23 - boys sleep with girls and make boats.

Third gear, Eugene, and maybe Led Zeppelin - fuck you idiot!

Considering that the age span of the ship girls is too large, you have to pay a little attention to the influence. Although you don't need to shy away from your relationship with the big ship girls, some too intimate actions must be kept in private.

"It's time to greet our companions, Commander."

Zeppelin seemed to notice that Eugen had already "fixed" the commander, so he sounded a reminder.

"If you're going to continue your love game, you'd better not snub the freshmen."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes."

Kremlin scratched his head. While he was flirting with Eugen, the ship was already close to the salvage point in this clear sea area. The golden light on the sea surface was mixed with the eddy current and afterglow of the siren sinking, and it was almost indistinguishable. Let him temporarily forget that he is here to fish for a boat——

He wanted to light another cigarette, but he found that the pocket of his trousers was broken, and all the cigarettes leaked on the deck and were wet with water——

"No more smoking."

In order to give a slightly more reliable impression to his new comrades in arms, he contacted Z-23 and brought out a new set of clothes from the command room.

Since it would take a lot of time to go back and forth after using the manufacturing function of the core cabin, he specially asked for the blue and black military uniform he wore during the military parade—it looked a bit like a dog after wearing it. mean.

"Will the commander also wear such superficial clothes?"

"What? Not handsome enough?"

"Of course it's handsome enough, but I think it's a bit lacking in taste." Eugen looked away, her current appearance is like seeing a beautiful woman on the street, and she insists on pretending to be cold and arrogant, but her eyes are almost squinting. Those single dogs who went out--

It seems that the ship girls have gotten used to the carefree sea soul shirt.

Kremlin slandered - didn't notice Eugen and Z-23's strange eyes.

Even U81 opened his mouth a little, lamenting that the commander also has a more formal side——

"I'll come in person this time—eh?"

Unexpectedly, that golden light and shadow drifted towards the bow of the Kremlin, startling all the girls on the side.

The first thing that was liberated from the golden color was a pair of sky blue eyes. Although Kremlin had seen many beautiful blue eyes, this pair looked more ethereal and lonely...

The woman who landed on the bow was holding a flagpole, and the pattern of the Iron Cross trembled on it, which was very eye-catching, but Kremlin was used to it, so he just smacked his lips secretly, without showing any extra emotion on his face, even though Another German ship was caught, but there was no wavering in his heart, he simply gave up hope, and his heart was dead.

Well, the Germans are the Germans, they are better than the Yankees-at least their discipline is still online for a long time.

But do Germans have a disease of hair pigment loss?Three of the five Germans he had had white hair—

The long silver hair fluttered slightly with the sea breeze at night, and the eyelashes of the rather indifferent beauty trembled slightly, then she frowned and reached out to fan her cheeks——

"It's a little hot... Ah, sorry, I'm Tirpitz, and I've been alone in the north with nothing to do, so many people call me 'The Lonely Queen of the North'."

She looked around at the scenery on both sides, and found that the siren's glowing keel almost illuminated the water surface, and finally she focused on the tall and handsome Slav in front of her—she didn't seem to care what race the commander was, Which country does he belong to? There is only a touch of curiosity in his eyes.

"Oh, here comes a difficult guy." At this moment, Eugen whispered behind Kremlin.