Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

The breaker trembled more and more, thinking that the Kremlin was so polite to her that she was going to let her go more comfortably... It seems that human beings have a meal called "decapitation meal"? ? !

"You are doing well, but we still need to observe for a while, so your range of activities will be limited to the cabin on the second floor. You will cooperate with Comrade Brie to conduct a physical examination and stay for three weeks. During this period, you can enjoy 75% of the Soviet sailor standard. water and food, but you cannot touch anything beyond the second floor, if you are honest, I will give you a suitable job and raise your salary."

"...Ah, thank you, thank you?" The breaker never thought that Dake was really so polite to her, and was a little dazed for a while.

"Are you sure all the signaling devices on her body have been removed?" Kremlin pushed the chair away and got up.

"It is certain that Comrade Bree has handled quite a few sirens of a similar model."

Z-23 said seriously—the hair on the back of the breaker who had finally breathed a sigh of relief stood up again.

She thought of the process of the seemingly innocent little girl holding the drill bit to disassemble herself and put it back together again—she was sane and torn apart at the time!

She definitely doesn't want to taste similar torture again!

"Okay, we'll take turns taking care of her afterwards, Tirpitz is on duty today - tell her not to be particularly nervous, this woman is not armed at all, her strength has been weakened, it is impossible to cause any damage to the cabin... yes While on duty, read some books or eat something... In short, relax a little bit."

"Understood. I'll let you know."

"Relax, Comrade Captain, we are no longer in a combat deployment state, and our daily training, entertainment and courses will continue."

Dake left the interrogation room with his notebook in his hands, still muttering——

"The communication level of the fleet that can use optical weapons is not as good as that of World War II ships. It's really a wonder that the world is so big."

Just like the lordship system, ordinary sirens are not closely related. It seems that the superstructure has always been in contact. If the siren is a test for human beings, it makes sense. As an "invader", it seems to owe a little heat.

However, the humans in this world are crushed by the Siren fleet, which is useless except for its frontal combat capabilities. It is simply unbearable. It can be judged that the local humans lack organization and it is difficult to unify their voices.

"In fact, even if the British Yankees and the Japanese are not united enough, it stands to reason that the countries on the Eurasian continent are united, and they will not be unable to leave their homes."

An unreasonable sense of irritability grew in Dake's heart - he was so angry that he couldn't fight, and he always had the illusion that he could do better than those politicians.

"The interrogation is over. I will trouble you next."

Tirpitz was standing near the second-floor living area, looking out at the calm sea through the round window.The Kremlin didn't even need Z-23 to tell it, the other party was waiting here consciously.

After leaving the Siren shipwreck area, the atmosphere on the sea became much more peaceful, but Tizi still admired the empty water scenery,

"The feeling of sailing is intoxicating, isn't it?"

She didn't respond directly to Kremlin, but just sighed: "The slight vibration of the turbine, the waves rushing over the sides of the ship, facing the wind and leeward, probably there is no more pleasant enjoyment than this?"

"It will get boring after a long time." Kremlin thought about it, but still said the truth.

He didn't want to cater to Tirpitz, even though he actually knew that this woman was almost nailed to death in the harbor because she hadn't been able to go to sea for a long time—he was very envious of a warrior like him galloping on the sea.

In a sense, this is also his charm as a "steel" straight man.

"You will see similar scenes in the future and feel nauseous. It is not an easy thing to go to the battlefield."

"Maybe."

She turned her head—looking at the Kremlin carefully again.

Unlike the men he had come into contact with before, Kremlin did not show any fear or flattery towards her, but only responded to her with limited "recognition" and "respect", and maintained a relatively polite social distance.

"Commander, do you hate me?" The white-haired ship girl slightly pulled down the brim of her hat.

"hate you?"

"Because I'm German and you're Russian—" Her eyes wandered.

Compared with the carefree heavy cruiser and a war lunatic, a rational woman like her thinks more about things, and she is also seriously thinking about the relationship between the commander and them.

"...I did not personally participate in the Great Patriotic War—I cannot, and dare not, forgive you for those Red Army soldiers who died in battle...Of course, other than that, we have never fought on the battlefield, and we have no deep hatred for you meaning."

Kremlin vaguely thought of the German man who often tried to fight him to the death with torpedoes - he often died on the way to charge, but he was more stubborn and tenacious than Bismarck.

Now he is on the verge of retirement, right?Maybe Dehai will prepare a new type of ship for him to use his spare heat?

The strong man couldn't connect the stubborn man with the woman in front of him, so he could only say calmly, "Are you still immersed in your past mistakes?"

"...now I hold the Iron Cross...not the Swastika."

The glamorous woman closed her eyes for a moment, and then clasped the banner beside her with both hands: "But I can't forget... just because I was in a cold corner, as a bystander, and saw many tragedies, so I can understand the meaning of life." Precious... Do you understand the feeling of looking at the battlefield from a peaceful place and not knowing what to say other than "It's cruel?"

"You can say that, and you have already drawn a clear line with some beasts. Now you will decide for yourself, and you are no longer a simple weapon—"

Kremlin's tone became a little lighter, and he said slowly: "Do you think you are the historical Tirpitz itself, or its spiritual successor?"

"……I have no idea."

The Queen of the North shook her head rationally: what Kremlin asked was also something she had been unable to let go of.

Unlike Bismarck, who carried the German spirit on her back and forged ahead, Tirpitz's pursuit of glory and inheritance... was blunted by her long wait and lonely boat life.

She began to question whether she would follow the old path of history according to the principles and guidance of the iron-blooded ship girl.

This also made the Kremlin feel the uneasiness under Tirpitz's cold appearance from a few words, and thought it was a good entry point.

"If you don't know, it's better to act according to your own wishes, instead of thinking, 'What would Marshal Alfred do', or 'What would my sister do'—"

"..."

Tirpitz let go of the hand holding the brim of his hat, as if he knew the man in front of him again: "I have to say, Commander, you are very good at chatting and guiding others... So, I seem to have My sister, heh, I’m going to forget about it.”

"I'll just take it as a compliment—after all, I'm still wearing a blue hat on my head."

Dake handed the notepad he was carrying to Grape: "Don't break it—after reading it, you might know how to get along with Sirens."

"Why did you let me take care of the prisoners? Shouldn't you find your more trusted ship girl?"

"The girls here... except for you, I have a life-long friendship with me. They are responsible for the external investigation and sentry work, as well as maintenance and repair work. Those are more important. This job is actually arranged considering that you are a recruit. , of course, if you feel that you are not up to the task, then hand it over to someone else—”

Kremlin found that Tirpitz did not have any psychological fluctuations because of her aggressive method, she just frowned slightly.

"Getting along with sirens?"

"According to Comrade Captain, that is the only elite siren individual with complex emotions that we have captured so far... Except for the notebook, don't break her."

Dake's eyes fell on Tizi's flagpole, he nodded his boots a little, then turned his eyes, left his notebook and ran to the other end of the cabin: "By the way, wait here for a while."

"?" Tizi looked at the direction where the strong man disappeared, feeling a little puzzled.

About a minute later, the strong man appeared in the corridor again, holding a red flag in his hand.

"Put this up too. After all, we are now a mixed fleet of Soviets and Germans—the arduous task of identifying ourselves to outsiders has also been entrusted to you. I believe you will be able to handle it well." She stuffed the flag in her hand In the middle of the day, the strong man patted her slightly thin shoulder involuntarily.

"??"

Clutching the two flagpoles and the notepad in her arms at a loss, the Iceberg Queen's expression finally fluctuated slightly. She wanted to refuse, but the strong man had quickly disappeared into the aisle. In a posture, the mouth that Hai Tizi had just opened closed again helplessly.

"……Ah."

She pursed her lips, trying not to show a strange expression.

Chapter 88

"How's it going? Have a good time with the Siren's little sister~?"

As soon as he got out of the conning tower, Kremlin saw Prince Eugen, whose legs were dangling overboard, turned around——

The woman held her finger in her mouth and didn't care that she might be thrown overboard by the sudden sea wind.

If it was in the era of the former sea power, this kind of pretentious action would definitely be used by other "unruly" sailors - there might be four or five big men standing behind her, threatening her to clean the toilet or take care of her. In the kitchen, if you don't agree, just push her down...

It could be regarded as a little prank between men, but Eugen is not a man, and she will not become a drowned chicken if she falls, so Kremlin dispelled this nonsensical idea.

"You were trying to push me off the boat just now, weren't you?"

However, Eugen seemed to understand, squinting his eyes meaningfully and questioning Da Ke who had been silent for a long time.

"Your completely defenseless posture can easily be manipulated by others."

"My back is only open to you."

"..."

Dake, who was teased back, walked over helplessly, held on to the scorched handrail, took out his pocket, and then realized that today's ration of consumer goods had exceeded the standard, so he stuffed the waterproof cigarette case back.

"Not smoking one?" Eugen noticed his tangled expression.

"If you smoke too much, if you exceed one pack a day, your addiction will only increase."

Kremlin pursed his lips, feeling that it was a bit strange to discuss smoking with Eugen, so he restarted the topic just now:

"The breaker is very obedient. To be honest, she is too obedient, but judging from her various reactions, from a psychological point of view, she shouldn't be cheating."

"Have you ever studied psychology?"

"It's just a brief understanding of the various psychological changes that may occur in war."

Dake talked eloquently, and it seemed that he did not understand "a little bit".

"What about that hat?"

"It's used to change the mood of work."

"...As expected of you."

As if accepting this setting, Eugen leaned on his shoulder.

"I said, Commander, have you been playing blind love games with the children for long enough? You talked with Tirpitz for so long again...don't you think about tonight's follow-up activities?"

"It's still sailing, Eugen, wait for my turn to rest."

Kremlin didn't reject her hint, and for this reason, he didn't bother to hide anything: "You and Zeppelin... really don't care about this twisted relationship between men and women?"

"It's impossible to say that you don't care, right? But the ship's mother is such a sad creature. We all know that the commander's love can't stay on any sister, but she will still fly to the flame... I can't help it, and You are different, you are very different, you are both a ship and a man, more than twice as attractive to us..."

Eugen took Da Ke's arm, as if lamenting the injustice of fate: "I'm not that kind of jealous ship girl, I'm just a little unhappy, but Commander, you have to be careful, don't put those jealous Yes, or a guy with a twisted mind is pulled into your inner circle, otherwise something big will happen~"

"Something happened?"

"Well, let me give you an example, Ron."

Heavy patrol's expression became gloomy: "Let me give you a vaccination in advance, even Tirpitz can be caught, which means that most of the sisters in the construction pool and scientific research pool are iron-blooded. It seems that we have suffered heavy losses in the Atlantic Ocean... And the most difficult sister in Iron Blood... is Ron... If you build her one day, you must be vigilant, she is not as simple as it seems."

"I will keep it in my heart...Does it mean that you have started to help me choose a future female partner??" Kremlin was a little surprised.

"In order to keep the situation under control—you will understand when you see more iron-blooded companions, or Sakura's ship girl... If it's not for the closeness of the camp, I even hope that you can kidnap a few girls from the royal family. , rather than picking from iron and blood."

Eugen expressed her true thoughts, but her eyes were full of concern, as if she was missing someone.

"Are you missing Admiral Hipper?"